Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

"Don't be emotional," Principal Wu said to Wang Dong. "It's normal to have problems, and we can analyze and solve them. You can't blame the students—it wasn't like this when you were in school?"

The crowd was silent again.

If you don't raise children, you don't know your parents' kindness, and if you don't become a teacher, you will never know how difficult it was to teach yourself.

Principal Wu saw that they were silent, so he asked, "Nianhe, what do you think?"

"what?"

Lin Nianhe was a little helpless.

What can she think?She has no experience in this kind of situation!

The education she received was that she had a teacher when she was in school, and a tutor when she came home from school. During the holidays, there were many exams, and various cram schools never stopped.

In this case, even if she wanted to forget, the teacher would not allow it!

But now?

Parents still have to go to literacy classes and want to help their children with homework... they have neither the ability nor the time.

Seeing that Lin Nianhe was silent, Principal Wu tapped the table with his fingers and said, "The winter vacation is coming up in two months. What if this happens again? Our students are not from the city. It is not easy for everyone to go to school." , We can’t let them spend money and learn nothing in the end.”

Lin Nianhe thought about it for a long time, and tentatively said: "How about letting the students gather together to do homework and study during the holidays? The brigade department should be able to use it?"

"It's easy to talk about here, you can take care of it, what about the children of the Jiuli Brigade?" Principal Wu said, "Without a teacher watching, they can make do together so that they don't make trouble?"

Lin Nianhe tentatively asked, "Uncle He?"

After saying this, she herself felt unreliable.

Uncle He is the team leader, it is impossible to have time to watch the students do their homework every day, and he may not be able to give effective guidance.

Principal Wu shook his head. After thinking about it for a long time without any result, he could only say: "Let's think about it again."

There is still some time before the winter vacation, and they should be able to come up with an effective method.

In fact, most schools now don't care about how students spend their vacations, and they don't even care much about their grades.After all, now there is no pressure to go to higher education, and secondly, I can't go to university.

Without pressure and competition, people will naturally slack off.

Lin Nianhe calculated that the largest group of students in their village primary school will take the 80-year college entrance examination.

College students at that time were the real favored children of heaven, who could change the fate of a family.

But she couldn't say these words, even if she wanted to pour chicken soup into them.

Lin Nianhe looked at the empty playground and frowned.

The headmaster is right, you really have to think about it...

"Huh? Why is there no one today? Where are the students?"

Lin Nianhe glanced at the time. There were still 15 minutes before class. She pushed open the window and yelled towards the classroom next door, "Sister Xue, where have all the students gone?"

It was Wang Shumei who poked her head out of the fourth-grade classroom who answered her: "I've all gone to the grain drying yard to learn how to make matchboxes."

Lin Nianhe pointed to the next door: "They went too?"

"Ah."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

The money in front of you is indeed more fragrant than the distant future.

It is ironic to say that the stumbling block on the road to education is actually making money.

Oh no, to be precise, the stumbling block on the road to education should be lack of money.

Lin Nianhe wiped his face and sighed, "It's so hard!"

After a moment of silence, she stood up and walked quickly towards the grain drying field.

There was a bad premonition in her heart.

……

Today's Shili brigade is particularly lively, not only because the village primary school has started, but also because the raw materials from the match factory have arrived.The warehouse that had just been vacated was filled with boxes of raw materials. The villagers gathered in the grain drying yard, first learned how to paste matchboxes from Yuan Hua, and then went to Liu Neng to register and collect the materials.

The villagers were all happy, carrying big and small bags, talking and laughing as they walked home.

They said that this job is really not difficult, and they can do it with hands; they said that they can earn more before the end of the year, and that this year will be a good year; they said that whoever has seven children in the family will definitely earn the most...

When they met Lin Nianhe on the road, they didn't forget to thank her with a smile.

Lin Nianhe's smile was a bit forced, and he walked quickly to the sun-drying field.

Beside the grain drying yard, Su Yuncheng and Feng Wei were both standing there, even if they didn't do anything, no one made trouble.

Su Yuncheng was a little puzzled when he saw Lin Nianhe: "Why are you here? You don't rest for a while at noon?"

"Not in the mood." Lin Nianhe responded casually, walking towards Yuan Hua's direction without stopping.

There are many children around Yuan Hua, looking at their serious faces, they are much more serious than in class.

Lin Nianhe's face was gloomy, and he walked over with a frown: "Class is about to start, what are you doing here?"

Her voice was a little cold and not loud, but it immediately made the students stop their movements.

Lin Nianhe hardly ever lost her temper in school, just like that, she suddenly turned cold, and the students didn't dare to say anything for an instant.

Lin Nianhe knocked on the table: "Remember, no matter which class you are in, if you dare to bring anything related to matches to school, I will ask him to copy the textbooks of the fifth grade from beginning to end."

Her cold voice and unquestionable tone not only silenced the students, but even the parents who lined up to get the materials also shut up.

Lin Nianhe ignored the back, and said to the students: "Now, put down everything in your hand and go back to class."

The students obediently put the cardboard pieces back on the table one by one, and ran to the school quickly.

Lin Nianhe didn't follow back, but turned to look at the folks waiting in line.

She frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment, realizing that she shouldn't have said this by herself, so she turned and entered the brigade headquarters.

On the side, Feng Wei said to Su Yuncheng: "Brother Cheng, Miss Lin is quite scary when she is angry."

Su Yuncheng thought, what's so scary about this?There was no blood in this.

Feng Wei owed his son another question: "Brother Cheng, has Miss Lin ever lost her temper with you?"

Su Yuncheng glanced at him, and replied flatly: "I never messed with her."

Feng Wei: "...?"

Never messed with.It's not that I haven't fired.

He suddenly felt that Brother Cheng was really cowardly at this moment.

When Lin Nianhe entered the brigade, he saw Li Dahe and He Aimin happily smoking a cigarette, and the commune leader sitting next to him—that is, Wang Xiaoguo in Li Dahe's mouth.

Wang Xiaoyu's real name is Wang Xiao. He is five years younger than Li Dahe, but his hair turned gray early.

Seeing her sullen face, Wang Xiao immediately asked, "Xiao Lin, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with my work? Or is there something wrong with our process?"

Li Dahe: "..."

He Aimin: "..."

Although they had already seen how shameless Wang Xiaogu was in favor of Lin Nianhe, every time they saw him, they still couldn't help but want to ask him if he lost his face.

Lin Nianhe still had a tense little face, and asked seriously and straightforwardly: "Leader, if making matches will increase the rate of students dropping out of school, what should we do in this situation?"