Chapter 226

Most of Yang Yuehua's life can be said to be very bumpy. Before he came to Linjia Village, he was attracted by the village head's words of "food and housing included". He never thought that he could get so much monthly money a month. If his The son of the jackal found out, he might kneel and cry and beg him to go back.

Thinking of his wife who had been with him for a lifetime, Yang Yuehua thought, once he settled down, he would find a way to pick her up.

Now he no longer expects himself to become famous and return to his hometown. Life has long smoothed the edges and corners of his body. No matter how unwilling he was to be mediocre when he was young, he has long been subdued by reality and lingering on his last breath.

After all, he once had no food to eat and no clothes to cover his body, but if he relied on himself, he might not be able to save these two taels of silver in three to five months.

Qiao Le nodded, as if seeing Yang Yuehua's grief, his eyes became much gentler. "The monthly payment is only set at two taels at the beginning. Aunt Jiang said that it will increase every six months. If there are special contributions, the monthly payment will also be increased accordingly."

The countermeasure that Jiang Yan and Qiao Le discussed was to imitate the teaching model in the current society, and only charge a small amount of tuition fees to cover food expenses. Because it is in the school in the village, the masters are provided with food and accommodation, and the students are provided with a meal at noon. A set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones will be distributed to each student at the time of admission. Afterwards, some classroom tests, mid-term exams and final exams will be formulated, and certain rewards will be given appropriately according to the students' performance.

The reward could be the Four Treasures of the Study, or money for books. Jiang Yan's original intention was not to earn money from private schools, but sincerely hoped that the children in the Lin family village could read and write. In the future, the Lin family's business will grow, and these children will be ready-made talents.

Qiao Le continued on his own: "The private schools in the village are different from the private schools in other places. In addition to cultural education, there will also be martial arts education. However, the children have just entered school and have not yet adapted to the school system. The martial arts education will be added later in the year. "

Since it is necessary to cultivate talents, Jiang Yan intends to cultivate more comprehensive ones, not to mention the six arts of a gentleman, but at least a combination of virtue and art, and a combination of civil and military skills. It is similar to modern times.

Most of the scholars in this world are deaf to what is going on outside the window, and they only read the books of sages and sages. Not only are gentlemen far away from the kitchen, but they also don’t touch the grains, and their limbs are not diligent. Just like Jiang Wen who just started, do a little farm work, I was so tired that I was sweating profusely, and I was exhausted.

Without a strong body and no amount of reading, the national policy of the Dahua Dynasty did not include the policy of cultivating children. If ordinary people want to succeed, they need the support of the entire family in addition to talent, and Jiang Yan's method, even if It is also beneficial to oneself not to train every child to be an official.

A hundred children have a hundred kinds of personalities. What she wants is not to stand alone, but to let a hundred flowers bloom. Even if they can't become officials, they can still contribute to the future career of the Lin family.

When Qiao Le heard Aunt Jiang's remarks, she almost looked at Jiang Yan with uncontrollable surprise. If Jiang Yan was a high-ranking official, not only would the people's lives be better than now, but the entire Dahua Dynasty would also be better off. more prosperous.

Several people discussed at the dinner table for a long time. Neither Yue Hongsheng nor Yang Yuehua were narrow-minded and pedantic people. The troubled first half of their lives made them feel more open and calm. They also looked forward to the new teaching methods of Qiao Le and Jiang Yan. .

Not long after, the two old students were sent back to the teacher's dormitory. The beds in the teacher's dormitory were brand new and hadn't been made yet. The luggage they brought when they came was just a few changes of clothes. Difficulty.

Just as he was about to go to the village to find the village chief to pick up the machine tool quilts, he found two sets of neatly folded new quilts in the cabinet. There are cupboards in every bedroom.

In the spacious and bright house, touching the soft bedding, the two old boys couldn't help crying and laughing with red eyes. The two felt that they were lucky to come to Linjia Village, and they were full of expectations for the future teaching life .

Two days later, it was the opening day of the Linjiacun Private School. The students, led by their parents, excitedly stepped into the school that they had watched little by little. When counting the number of students, the parents had already handed in Shu Xiu, sending the children to the school today, I want to see what the school looks like more.

In the huge playground, the village chief’s family was dressed in a new look, and everyone’s faces were full of excitement. Not only him, but almost all the villagers had put on their latest clothes. The children were even more excited, chatting happily with each other.

"Father, look quickly! I'll just sit here and study from now on! That bench looks better than ours, and I'm not willing to step on the clean floor!" Lin Fangzi couldn't hide his excitement, and grabbed the village chief's wrist , He just dragged him to the window of the school.

The village chief slapped his hand away angrily: "Since I sent you to study, you have to be serious, don't waste this opportunity!"

Lin Fangzi was the oldest student in the private school. He was a tall man. The village head didn't want to send him to study. The two grandchildren in the family also entered the private school. Although the tuition fee of the private school in the village is not high , but it is still a bit difficult to send all three members of the family to study.

But Lin Fangzi was begging and begging. When Qiao Le was teaching in the small courtyard of the Lin family, he even sneaked over to attend lectures every three days. He quit his job in the factory quietly. The village chief couldn't bear to harass him. I had no choice but to promise him.

Lin Fangzi patted his chest and assured: "Father, don't worry! I heard from Mr. Qiao that as long as you study well, even if you can't become an official, you can go to the Lin family's factory to work as a manager. When I know more words I learned to calculate with larger numbers, and I will go to work in the factory again!"

"That's right, brother Fang Zi knows a lot of words, grandpa of the village chief, brother Fang Zi is praised by Mr. Qiao every time."

Before the village chief could reply, a little radish head that only reached his thigh was talking in a milky voice, with a pair of dark eyes that were surprisingly bright, looking at Lin Fangzi with admiration.

"Classmate! You're here!" Lin Fangzi was stunned for a moment, picked up his little classmate who admired him and smiled proudly, raised his jaw at his father, and looked like he was the most stupid to see me.

The village chief stared at this scene with choking eyes. The little milk baby was dressed in whitish patched sackcloth. He knew that the two were classmates, but those who didn't know thought that the father was with his son.

The adults sent their children to private schools. The children were divided into classes by Qiao Le before. The four schools were divided into two Classes A and two Classes B. They were separated by numbers. Find a location.

(End of this chapter)

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