Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

Chapter 42 The shocked Fang Wenchao

　　It is very lively when school starts. The children’s schoolbags are filled not with books but with bricks. When they meet, each one will first comment on whether the other party has more bricks or not.

Some children brought half-cut bricks, some smashed bricks, and some brought new bricks saved at home. Zhou Xiaoyun and Dabao brought bricks from their uncle’s house. Their family had some left over from the tile-roofed house built the year before last. In the courtyard, it came in handy this time.

　　After school started, the teachers started to get busy. The school built a wall. We couldn’t afford to hire many bricklayers, so we asked the teachers and older children in the upper grades to help transport bricks and sand and gravel.

 The older children are very happy to see that they don’t have to go to class. No one is tired of carrying things back and forth on campus.

However, this is a hardship for Fang Wenchao, who has no power to tie a chicken. He comes from a good family and seldom does anything important at home. He is really not good at supporting himself, and his back aches after two days.

 Fortunately, Zhou Xiaoyun managed the class very well for Fang Wenchao, which relieved his worries.

After more than half a month, the school wall was built. The one-meter-high wall surrounded the entire campus with only one gate for entry and exit. It seemed that it finally looked like a school.

Principal Qiao walked around stroking his beard. He was so happy that he had a big smile on his face all day long. He had finally accomplished something big.

 The campus has gradually returned to normal order from the previous hustle and bustle. With such a fence, the phenomenon of skipping classes has been greatly suppressed.

Dabao has been much more serious about his studies since the beginning of school. He cannot compare with Zhou Xiaoyun, but he has improved a lot from his previous swaying attitude. I listened carefully in class and went home to play after finishing my homework.

Zhou Xiaoyun was pleased with the changes in his brother and often exaggerated his treasure in front of his parents.

Zhao Yuzhen was very happy when she saw that her always naughty son had begun to learn how to learn. She praised Dabao without hesitation. With Zhou Xiaoyun's support, Dabao was so beautiful that he didn't know what to do.

Zhou Xiaoyun has been practicing calligraphy since she started school. She can't bear to use rough-edged paper to write, so she practices with newspapers. I borrowed a copybook from Fang Wenchao and practiced basic strokes such as horizontal strokes, vertical strokes, and dots.

Zhou Xiaoyun found that his personality had changed a lot since he was born. He was originally a quiet, introverted and mediocre person, but now he is generous, decent, smart and capable. This is of course related to his more than 20 years of life experience.

 The most important change is that she clearly knows what she wants to do, and after setting a goal, she executes it without hesitation.

Taking calligraphy practice as an example, her skills in her previous life were actually very average and she didn’t have the perseverance to practice. However, under her current seven-year-old appearance, she has the soul of an adult. Her perseverance surprised even herself.

　　At first, she couldn't grasp the key points and her writing was really terrible. But every day she kept writing for an hour after finishing her homework, and gradually she developed a feeling and interest.

 She insisted on practicing her strokes well, and after more than a month, she finally looked good.

Zhou Xiaoyun was too shy to show Fang Wenchao his calligraphy before. When he felt more satisfied, he took a newspaper full of strokes to ask Fang Wenchao for advice.

Fang Wenchao couldn't express his feelings. The moment he took the newspaper from Zhou Xiaoyun's hand, he was shocked by Zhou Xiaoyun's perseverance and perseverance.

He unfolded the newspaper, and a sheet full of calligraphy appeared in front of his eyes. The font is a bit immature, but you can see how much care was put into it when writing.

Fang Wenchao didn't know what to say to the little girl in front of him who was full of expectations. At that moment, he made up his mind to train Zhou Xiaoyun well.

He could no longer treat her as an ordinary student or child, but as a master-student or even a father-daughter.

Under Fang Wenchao's careful guidance, Zhou Xiaoyun's calligraphy began to improve by leaps and bounds. In addition to fixed practice strokes, Zhou Xiaoyun also practiced simple calligraphy. Watching Fang Wenchao smile more and more every day while reading, it made Zhou Xiaoyun more confident in himself.

Zhou Xiaoyun could already play some simple tunes on the harmonica, so Fang Wenchao taught Zhou Xiaoyun how to play the accordion.

Zhou Xiaoyun couldn't take the accordion home, so she could only go to school early at noon to practice in Fang Wenchao's dormitory.

Soon, all the teachers at the school knew that Fang Wenchao had an outstanding student.

Teacher Huang smiled and joked: "Teacher Fang, you have picked up a good seedling. Children who are studious and diligent like this are rare. I heard that our school will send students to the county for a cultural performance on Children's Day this year. If you train more now, you will be a blockbuster."

  Some people praised Zhou Xiaoyun so much, and Fang Wenchao, a teacher, was honored. After being reminded by Teacher Huang, he began to feel that he should make preparations as soon as possible.

He taught Zhou Xiaoyun to practice a piece of music called Let’s Swing the Oars. Zhou Xiaoyun didn’t know Fang Wenchao’s intention, but she liked the piece very much.

“Let us row the oars, the boat pushes away the waves, and the sea reflects the beautiful white tower, surrounded by green trees and red walls. The boat is light, floating in the water, and the cool wind blows on our face..."

  Beautiful lyrics and melodious melody make this campus song endlessly sung by primary school students. It is Zhou Xiaoyun’s favorite song.

She sang this song softly every day and went back and forth between home and school. The generous Fang Wenchao kept his beloved harmonica with Zhou Xiaoyun. Whenever Zhou Xiaoyun played this song on the harmonica, he always felt particularly happy and happy, feeling that life is so simple. The happiness and joy can only be enjoyed in childhood.

 (End of this chapter)