Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 115 The Book Has Its Own Golden House

"Teacher Jiang, you misunderstood!"

"Village head, may I ask if I come to the village to teach, does that count as selfless dedication?"

"Forget it, why don't you count it?"

Jiang Yu stared at Song Xiangyang with burning eyes, and expressed his opinion bluntly: "Since it is selfless dedication, the village chief might as well listen to me. I know that most people in the village favor boys over girls, for example, there are more than 30 students in our class. But there are less than ten girls. Perhaps the villagers think that girls will eventually marry and become the daughter-in-law of another family. ?Learning is not just about one person, it is about the cultural quality of a family or even a village.”

Most people in the world can only see the immediate benefits, but can't see the future trend clearly. They are arrogant and full of unwarranted self-confidence, which is ridiculous to the extreme.

In just a few days, she wandered around the village and found that there were many girl dolls in the village, but there were very few girls going to school. Cattle and sheep.

After discovering these situations, she consciously chatted with the girl's parents to discuss, but how did they answer?

'With so much work at home, who would she do?Taking advantage of my young age, help the family with more work, so that when I get married in the future, I won't be disliked by my in-laws. '

So the meaning of girls in the village is to work in their own home when they were young, and to work in their in-laws' home in the future. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!
Song Xiangyang reasoned with a bitter face: "Mr. Jiang, the people in the village are poor, it is not as good as in your big cities where everyone can go to school. We are rural people, and our ancestors have worked on the farmland for generations. If we have extra spare money, how can we not let our children go to school?" Going to school, how can there be parents who don’t love their children?”

"Excuses, these words are just deceiving myself. I heard from my classmates that Meng Tang's family's economic situation is at the bottom of the village, but she and her brother both go to school. Why can her parents treat them fairly while others The parents of the family only let the girls stay at home to do farm work. Village head, since I am here to support education, I want the children to study hard and have a good future, instead of doing nothing all day like them and bullying the weak." Jiang Yu pointed out Nesting together, the sloppy duo said.

It is helpless to be poor, but the most helpless thing is the human heart!

As a new teacher, she didn't want to push the fig leaf away, but from the way the village chief opened and closed his mouth to blame Meng Tang, she clearly understood that if even the village chief has patriarchal ideas, then other The patriarchal attitude of the villagers will only get worse.

"Smelly woman, what's the matter with us? You still look down on us, just wait, sooner or later, we will let you... Oh, stinky girl, be careful that I will beat you up."

Erlaizi just recovered from the mud pit and stood up from the mud pit, staring at Jiang Yu with hatred, talking arrogantly and arrogantly, but before he finished speaking, he was kicked down by Meng Tang fiercely.

"Meng Tang, you... did a good job!" Seeing Meng Tang's fierce face, Song Xiangyang subconsciously wanted to criticize, but he was keenly aware of Jiang Yu's strange and stern gaze, and he stammered in praise.

The mouth of a scholar is like a sharp knife, and the small mouth is babbling, but it makes people shudder!

"The village head, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book. Reading is good for children and not bad. I heard that a brick factory has just been built in the village, so the village head should be aware of the economic benefits brought by technology. If the village head If we want our village to become a unique existence in the whole town, or the whole county, then it is definitely the right decision to let the children come to school to receive knowledge education."

Meng Tang echoed: "Mr. Jiang, you are right. As long as we study hard and master the technology, we don't need to ask outsiders for help whether we are building brick factories or building other things."

The little fairy Song Yu scratched her little head blankly and asked, "Meng Meng, is studying so useful?"

"Yes, not only that? There is a lot of knowledge in books. I heard from my grandfather that books can not only teach us knowledge, but also allow us to use knowledge to make money. My grandfather worked as an accountant in the village before, and then he felt tired. After quitting, I often write articles at home and submit them to newspapers in the city. I heard that the articles written by my grandfather have even been published in "People's Daily?"

Song Yu held his heart in both hands, with an envious expression on his face: "Wow, that's amazing. From now on, I will study hard and earn a lot of money for my parents to spend."

Listening to his daughter's heart-warming words, Song Xiangyang's displeasure gradually receded.

His sharp eyes glanced at the useless Dasha and the bum, and then at his daughter with bright eyes. Song Xiangyang asked nervously, "Mr. Jiang, is reading really that useful?"

"Of course, the village chief should go to the town often. I wonder if you found that when you go to the town, the workers who have good jobs in the town can more or less know a few words, while those who can't read two words can only do the most tiring work. The job with the least money."

Seeing that the village chief seemed a little moved, Meng Tang resorted to his trump card: "Village chief, studying is really useful, you can ask my master if you don't believe me."

The master often told her that the village head is good everywhere, but there is only one thing that is not good. He is indecisive in doing things, but he can listen to his advice.

Grandpa has an obsession with taking college entrance examinations. Once the village head talks to grandpa about studying, grandpa will definitely make sense of it.

Song Xiangyang nodded and said, "Okay, I just want to go to Uncle Meng and give him the letter."

"What letter? From my fifth uncle?"

"Yes, a letter from Hua Chao."

Meng Tang pulled the village chief's sleeve excitedly: "Ah, my fifth uncle must have brought me something good again. Village chief, let's go find my grandfather!"

"Wait a minute, I'll take care of things first. Dasha, bastard, if you come out during working hours, one day's salary will be deducted. Teacher Jiang is a guest in the village. If you neglect the customer, you will deduct five days' salary. If I find out about this later Waiting for the behavior, directly deducting ten days' wages, did you hear that?"

The two of them grieved bitterly: "Ah, so much deduction?"

They didn't do anything, even if they didn't touch it with their little hands, they were beaten up?

Song Xiangyang yelled: "This time I'm just teaching you two a lesson, next time if you do it again, I'll let you two tour the village to show the public."

"Village chief, we know we were wrong, and we will never dare again."

Song Xiangyang stared at the backs of the two fleeing in a hurry with a sinking face, and shook his hands coldly.

In the next second, he looked at Jiang Yu apologetically, and sincerely apologized: "Mr. Jiang, you are very knowledgeable, don't care about them like them. I promise, similar things will never happen again in the village."

"Well, it's nothing, I'll go back first!" Jiang Yu Wensheng, Meng Tang and others ordered a few words, and Shi Shiran left.

Song Xiangyang looked down at Zhou Yiyi, who had a chubby face, and the little girl who was pulling the corner of his clothes, and said in a gentle voice, "You two should go home quickly."

"Dad, I want to go to Grandpa Meng's house with you."

"I also need to go!"

Song Xiangyang sternly refused: "No, hurry home."

"You guys go home first, wait until the rain stops tomorrow, and then go to my house to play together."

　People's mood is like a roller coaster, sometimes it is full of passion, sometimes it is as calm as water, with no desires or desires!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)