Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 180 Yue Qingqing's Student Career Begins

Going to school in the village school is not so particular. It does not mean that school registration must be started according to the date throughout the year.

Parents can send their children to school whenever they want.

It is a pity that although the state has been emphasizing the implementation of nine-year compulsory education, there are not many parents in the village who are really willing to send their children to school.

Firstly, it is a matter of habit. Everyone thinks that the descendants of farmers should face the loess and their backs to the sky. It is useless to learn so much knowledge. It is almost enough to be able to read and write their own names.

On the other hand, because of the problem of the enrollment rate in this era, there are very few students who can really pass the exam.

Not to mention college students, it is a big deal for anyone to produce a technical secondary school student.

Therefore, many people in the village think that there is no need to send their children across the single-plank bridge, and it is better to learn to do farm work at home.

Lin Chunju is different. She always instills the importance of reading in children.

Not only to get ahead, but more importantly, to be sensible and understand the world in more ways.

Lin Chunju woke up early in the morning and fried fried dough sticks and poached eggs for the three children in the family.

"Study hard, and you will get [-] points in all exams in the future."

Yue Xiaohu wolfed down the poached egg, and the yolk of the poached egg hung on his chin.

The child still doesn't know what it means to go to school, he just thinks it's a different place to play.

Yue Qingqing was taught by her master in her previous life, and she also secretly went to a school in the mortal world.

I have seen students who can't recite books being beaten by the master with an iron ruler.

Thinking of this, Yue Qingqing couldn't help feeling worried.

Yue Xiaofang wiped her mouth, "Good boy, you have to study hard when you go to school. Auntie made you a new schoolbag these days. It's absolutely beautiful."

Yue Xing'er put her schoolbag in front of her younger siblings as if showing off.

"You'll have it too soon."

When Yue Xing'er went out, she held one hand like a little adult, and said majesticly: "When you go to school, you must listen to the teacher, and you can't make noise in class, do you hear me?"

Yue Xiaohu seemed to understand, but he saw a grasshopper on the road and chased after it.

After catching it, put it in a simple schoolbag made temporarily, and prepare to take it to school to play.

She was strictly prohibited by Yue Xing'er, "No! You will be scolded by the teacher for doing this."

Yue Xiaohu pursed his lips, only then realized that going to school wasn't that fun, so he made a fuss halfway and refused to go to school.

Yue Qingqing slid his fingertips across his face, "Little tiger is shy, and a man is still crying, is he afraid to go to school?"

Yue Xiaohu was so excited, he immediately wiped away his tears and said loudly: "I dare, why don't I dare!"

Looking at her son's disfigured face, Wang Xiaoni couldn't help smiling, and took out a handkerchief to wipe him clean.

Now there are only three teachers in the school, and two of them are male teachers who were former educated youths.

Because I don't have any relatives in the city, I decided to live here after getting married in Daye Village.

There is also a female teacher who only graduated from junior high school, but it is enough to teach a few half-grown children in the village.

The teachers are very happy to see new students entering the school.

Dong Kang, the oldest among the teachers, collected the tuition and distributed two sets of textbooks to Yue Qingqing and Yue Xiaohu.

After taking it, Yue Qingqing flipped through it, and found that the textbook looked a little damaged, and there were still black marks drawn with a pencil on it.

Dong Kang explained: "Now the conditions are poor, and the textbooks are passed from big to small, so we can only use old ones."

Zhang Ying hurriedly replied: "The most important thing is to learn knowledge from the teacher. It doesn't matter if the textbook is old or new."

While talking, he put the basket he brought on the table in the teacher's dormitory.

Another male teacher, Lian Wenxing, hastily declined, "No, you have already paid your tuition."

Wang Xiaoni said: "They are all eggs laid by our own hens, they are worthless."

The two teachers pushed several times, but finally they could only accept it.

The three children of the Yue family were taken to class, and Yue Qingqing's school days officially began.

(End of this chapter)