Chapter 170 Children from poor families cannot be generous
The classmates then introduced the students' situation to Sun Shan, focusing on the students in Class A and Class B. As for the enlightenment class, they were all little kids and no one was interested in them.
Sun Shan finished his last bite of rice. At this time, Zheng Hongwen from Zheng Tongsheng's family came over and said with a smile: "Ashan, I see you are here. I looked around just now but couldn't see you."
Sun Shan called out, "Brother Hongwen, are you full?"
Zheng Hongwen is in Class B and has been studying at Hong's School for several years. During the Chinese New Year, he visited Zheng Tongsheng and had a brief exchange with him.
Zheng Hongwen asked again, "I'm full. Ah Shan, are you used to being in the school?"
Sun Shan nodded and said, "Brother Hongwen, I am doing well in the academy. My senior brothers and classmates are taking good care of me."
Afterwards, Zheng Hongwen introduced the students from Class B to Sun Shan, and everyone chatted happily.
After lunch, take a rest.
Uncle Hong, like Uncle Zheng, rang the bell for class, and everyone quickly returned to the classroom.
Ou Hanjun whispered, "Ashan, the teacher will be in Class B and Class A this afternoon, so you can study on your own or practice calligraphy."
Then he pursed his lips and said, "I still have to copy the school rules, ah."
Seeing him sighing, Sun Shan felt like laughing and said to him in a soothing tone, "Ajun, copy quickly. If you don't finish it by tomorrow, you'll be punished again."
Ou Hanjun stopped talking and started grinding ink to copy.
The same went for the remaining five people. Even though their hands were beaten red and swollen, they still tried hard to copy, because if they didn't finish copying, they would really be beaten by Mr. Hong.
Sun Shan followed the steps, picked up the book to study in advance, marked the parts he didn't understand with charcoal, and listened carefully when Hong Xiucai was talking.
The afternoon class ended quickly. Hong Xiucai walked in from outside and said to everyone, "That's all for today. Hand in your transcripts tomorrow."
He waved his sleeves, shouted "Let's go", and left in a daze.
The students in Class C breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mr. Hong disappear.
Zeng Jiajun cried and said, "The class is finally over. I'm so tired."
Sun Shan took a look at his tender, white and delicate hands. It seemed that the injury was not severe, so at least he could still write.
The slightly plump Du Zhipu blushed and asked, "Ah Jun, have you finished copying? Oh, if my father sees my hands when I get home, I will definitely be scolded."
When students are spanked on the hands, it means they have made mistakes in school. Parents will not blame the teacher but will only think that their own children have done something wrong.
Zeng Jiajun shook his head: "Not yet, hey, I have to finish copying before going home."
I don't know why, but when I get home I don't feel like studying. I don't feel like reading, practicing calligraphy, or doing homework. I just want to play.
The tall and thin He Weizhan said gloatingly: "I have finished copying. I will go home and you can copy slowly."
He Weizhuan performed the best in the spot check and was only beaten with one stick. After an afternoon of rest, he came back to life and was full of energy, and finished copying quickly.
I quickly packed my things, said see you tomorrow to my classmates, and left.
Wang Weizheng and Yao Zhi said enviously: "Wei Zhan is better than us and can copy faster than us. I heard that if Wei Zhan studies for another half a year and passes the exam, he can be promoted to Class B."
Ou Hanjun next to him said nonchalantly: "Wei Zhan has also been studying in Class C for three years. He should have been promoted to Class B long ago."
As soon as these words fell, Zeng Jiajun's face changed and he glared at Ou Hanjun fiercely.
Ou Hanjun touched his head awkwardly and immediately fell silent.
Wang Weizhen and Yao Zhi looked at each other, covered their mouths, and dared not laugh out loud.
Zeng Jiajun has been in Class C for several years and has never been promoted. Naturally, he doesn't want others to talk about promotion in front of him.
According to an unnamed student, Hong Xiucai once visited Zeng Jiajun's parents and told them that their son was not suitable for the imperial examination and that they should not waste money and should not take this path.
But Zeng Jiajun's parents didn't care and told Hong Xiucai that money was not a problem as long as their son liked it.
Mr. Hong has completely different attitudes towards poor families and rich families.
For the poor, the costs, benefits and success rates will be made clear to you.
For the rich, just a reminder is enough. As for you who want to read, you are most welcome. If you have the money, you are a fool not to make it.
Sun Shan saw that his classmates were still copying, so he said to them, "Classmates, I'm going back now. You guys can continue writing."
Then he said to Ou Hanjun: "Ah Jun, I will go back to the dormitory first."
Ou Hanjun copied furiously without even looking up, and reminded: "Ashan, go to the kitchen to get rice at 12:00 p.m. Remember, if you go too late, the rice will get cold."
It was still very cold in early spring just after the Chinese New Year, so we naturally wanted to eat hot food.
The time of Xu is 7: p.m. It is neither too early nor too late for dinner, just right.
Sun Shan hummed, said goodbye to his classmates, walked out of the classroom, passed through the second courtyard, went through the side door, and returned to the dormitory.
My roommate Hong Jian hasn't come back yet. It should be 5: now.
洪氏学堂的上课时间是早上6点到12点，下午1点到5点15分，中午有一个小时吃饭。
After school, it’s free time.
Day students can go home or stay in the classroom to study. Uncle Hong will not close the school door until 7pm.
Sun Shan found out from his classmates that Hong Xiucai's teaching style was completely different from Zheng Tongsheng's.
In the morning, Hong Xiucai teaches you new content. In the afternoon, you study on your own. If you encounter something you don’t understand, you can go to Hong Xiucai’s study room to ask questions. He will answer you. This is the teaching method of Class C.
Class B and Class A are completely self-study.
Hong Xiucai would let all students ask questions and he would answer them. Even if the questions were not their own, other students could listen. After answering all the questions, he would let the students study on their own.
"In ancient times, scholars must have a teacher. A teacher is someone who teaches and explains."
Hong Xiucai was the teacher who taught and answered questions for students.
Class B and Class A rely more on self-awareness and self-study. Mr. Hong will not teach you stroke by stroke. It all depends on how studious you are.
Sun Shan is in Class C, which is still at the foundation-laying stage, so Hong Xiucai spends more time explaining and teaching, and will explain every word to you.
Unlike Class A and Class B, which are left to their own devices.
This is probably why students in Class C often get punished.
After learning about Mr. Hong's teaching method, Sun Shan made a new plan: he would study in the morning, do self-study in the afternoon, and practice calligraphy between the time when class was over and before lunch.
I read after dinner, mainly extracurricular books to supplement my knowledge.
Although the imperial examination focuses on the Four Books and Five Classics, arithmetic, history, and law are also involved. Even though the score is small, it is still a score.
Sun Shan took out the four treasures of the study, sat at the desk, and practiced calligraphy seriously.
Instead of practicing calligraphy on slate as before, we practice on paper.
The imperial examinations are always conducted by writing on paper; practicing on a slate will certainly not allow one to write well.
After each piece of paper, Sun Shan felt heartbroken for a while. He repeated this process over and over again, writing and feeling heartbroken.
There's nothing you can do. Children from poor families can't be generous.