Chapter 395: Children's Thinking
Su Qingmei saw that her two sons were very curious, so she took them and used simple and easy-to-understand words to popularize Guanyin soil to them.
"Mother Nature created human beings, but she was afraid that her children would starve to death, so she left many treasures for them. For example, she was afraid that we would starve, so she left us various seeds so that we can grow rice, wheat, and soybeans to fill our stomachs."
"For example, she was afraid that we would have no money to spend, so she buried gold, silver, copper, and iron minerals underground. This Guanyin soil is also a mineral buried by Mother Nature..."
"Can it also be used to refine gold and iron tools?" Dabao's eyes were burning.
"Can it also be used as money?" Xiaobao's eyes widened.
This little money-grubber.
"Everything that Mother Nature left for her children is useful. Smart children can turn it into something useful, but stupid children can't see it and only treat it as useless. Are you smart children or stupid children?"
"My brother and I are both smart children!" Dabao said loudly.
After that, he asked again: "Mom, what can this Guanyin soil be used for?"
This child.
Dabao saw Qingxing said the name of this soil just now, so he asked her: "Does my aunt know it?"
Qingxing looked at the Guanyin soil in front of her, nodded to Dabao and Xiaobao: "People who have no food to eat will dig Guanyin soil to eat, which can survive.
"Ah, this white soil is used to eat? Then Xiaobao will try it too..." As he said, he was about to scoop it up with his hands and put it into his mouth.
Su Qingmei hurriedly pulled him.
"Mom."
"Mom hasn't finished talking to you yet, and you're anxious." Su Qingmei glared at him.
"Brother, don't eat it carelessly, this is soil." Dabao also pulled him.
"It's irritating." Su Qingmei finished speaking, and saw Xiaobao grinning at her flatteringly, and scratched his nose again.
She said to her two sons: "During the disaster, there was no harvest in the fields, and the people had nothing to eat, so they would dig this Guanyin soil to eat. This soil can satisfy hunger, and eating a little won't kill you. But if you eat too much, your stomach will get bigger and bigger, and you will eventually die. "
"Ah, why?"
Xiaobao shivered with fear and touched his little belly in fear. He always ate a lot, would Xiaobao's stomach burst? And then he would never see his mother again?
No! It's too scary.
He rushed into Su Qing'an's arms: "Mom, Xiaobao will never eat more again. Just eat a little next time you eat."
Su Qing'an knew at a glance that he had thought wrong again, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Dabao also touched his belly, puzzled.
"Dabao, do you know why we eat every day, but our stomachs are only this big, we won't eat too much, and we are still alive and well?"
Dabao blinked his eyes, no one had ever discussed this kind of question with him.
The tutors would only ask him about his understanding of the classics.
"Mom, is it because we have to go to the toilet every day, and there is no room in our stomachs, so we eat every day and our stomachs won't burst. "
Dabao likes to discuss these issues with his mother.
Xiaobao clapped his hands when he heard it: "Yes, Xiaobao also knows, because we have to go to the toilet every day, the food we eat is excreted, and the stomach will not be burst!"
After saying this, he looked like he was waiting for his mother's praise, and he was very proud.
Su Qingmei stroked her forehead.
One insisted on talking about defecation, and the other insisted on talking about going to the toilet.
"Yes, because the food we eat every day will be absorbed by the body, and the good things will stay in the body, which will make Xiaobao and Dabao grow taller and stronger. And the bad things will be excreted, and will not stay in the stomach all the time, so the stomach will not be burst. ”
Su Qing’an couldn’t teach them the Four Books and Five Classics, but sometimes, she would tell them some things about natural geography and science.
For example, natural phenomena and physical phenomena that both children were very interested in. Su Qing’an would use simple and easy-to-understand language to answer the children’s various doubts.
Now she talks to the children about absorption and nutrition, and both children can understand.
“The food we eat can be absorbed by the human body and can be excreted normally, but Guanyin soil cannot be absorbed by the human body. It has no nutrition and cannot be excreted. If you eat too much, it will accumulate in your stomach. The more it accumulates, the bigger your stomach will be, like when my aunt was pregnant with Ningning, and then you can’t excrete it all the time, and you will die of fullness.”
Xiaobao blinked: “Then why do they still eat?”
Xiaobao didn’t understand, and asked persistently. Dading understood and nodded to Su Qing’an.
“Because if you don’t have anything to eat, you will starve to death, and Guanyin soil can fill your stomach, so you won’t be hungry if you eat it. "Su Qing'an explained to Xiaobao.
"If you don't eat, you will die. If you eat too much, you will die too. Why eat? You will die later." Xiaobao had no doubt on his face. They were all going to die, so why eat?
This child.
He is too eager for knowledge and too persistent. Doesn't he know that this will drive his mother crazy?
"If you die one day later, you can live one day longer." This is Dabao.
"But if you die one day later or one day earlier, you will die anyway." This is Xiaobao.
Su Qing'an found that her two sons had completely different thinking patterns.
For example, a plate of fruit has fresh and not so fresh ones. One type of people eats not so fresh first, then eats fresh, so that all the fruits can be eaten.
And the other type of people eats fresh first, then eats not so fresh. Why eat not fresh if there are fresh ones?
The first type of people think that this is not a waste, while the second type of people think that they are always eating not so fresh, isn't that stupid?
Su Qing'an looked at her two sons, who were still arguing. One said that living one more day is a day, and the other said that dying early or late is death.
Qingxing was also troubled by the two nephews arguing and chattering.
Asked Su Qing'an: "Sister, this Guanyin soil can't be eaten, why did you bring it back?"
"Do you know there is a kind of white porcelain, white as jade, bright as a mirror, thin as paper, and sound like a chime..."
"Mom, I know! Xing Kiln produces white porcelain! Every year, a lot of it is supplied to the palace!"
"How do you know?" Qingxing saw Dabao speak and looked at him.
"I..." Dabao realized that he had said the wrong thing. His mother said that he could not talk about the past anymore.
He glanced at Su Qing'an quickly, then lowered his head and twisted the corner of his clothes with his hands.
Su Qing'an tapped Qingxing: "Of course your nephew is smart. Who doesn't know about the big official kilns? Among them, the Xing kiln produces white porcelain."
"Why don't I know?"
"Because you are stupid, aunt." Xiaobao helped his brother.
"Does Xiaobao know?"
"Brother told me, Xiaobao knows now."
Little rascal. Qingxing leaned over and scratched his face. Xiaobao was not to be outdone and rushed over to scratch her, and the two laughed together.
Dabao quietly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Su Qing'an. Su Qing'an rubbed his head and smiled at him.
"Mom, do you want to make porcelain too?"
"Does Dabao think that Mom can make porcelain?"
Dabao nodded: "As long as Mom wants to do it, she can definitely make it. Porcelain is valuable and can sell for a lot of money."
"Only porcelain with good craftsmanship is valuable. We don't have talents in this area now, and we have to slowly look for it. But Mom brought it back, mainly not to make porcelain."
"Sister, what do you want to do?"