Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 113 Things That Money Can Solve

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in front of the house, and the small courtyard of this family looked very dilapidated.

Cheng Songliang sat under the tree in the yard, with tears still on his face, sobbing so hard.

Tears flowed out of two pits from the ashes on his face, making him look dirty.I just came back from driving the ducks, I'm afraid I was beaten before my face could be washed.

The child had heard Zhao Sizai lecture several times before, all under the shade of trees by the small river in the village.

Duck forages on his own in the distance, so he can lean over and listen to the lesson.

Zhao Sizai is still very impressed with this child, but he never thought that he is in such a family situation.

Seeing that he was the only one in the yard, Zhao Si asked, "Xiao Liang, where are your parents? Are you not at home?"

Cheng Songliang raised his eyes to look at Zhao Sizai, and felt that he would not be able to listen to her lectures anymore, so he couldn't help feeling sad, sobbing: "Mr. Zhao, my father is at home, and my mother went to the backyard to chop duck vegetables."

There are too many ducks, and sometimes they are not full outside, and their family will bring back some kinds of weeds and chop them up for the ducks to eat.

A voice came from the room: "Cry, cry, cry... you know how to cry! You can tear your father's bones apart and sell them for money so that you can go to school, okay?"

It was the voice of Cheng Songliang's father.

Now Cheng Songliang didn't dare to cry out loud, only dared to cry silently.

Zhao Sizai walked into the house first.

It was late in the morning, and there was no light outside, and it was even darker inside the house.

In order to save electricity, the lights were not turned on in the house, and Cheng Guoxue was sorting the duck feathers in the house, one side for coarse wool, one side for fine wool, and one side for fluff.The prices are different, so you can't mix them, or you won't be able to sell them.

After these duck feathers are sold, some will be processed into duck down jackets, duck down quilts and so on.However, the price of going out from him first-hand is not very high.

Seeing someone coming in from the house, he looked up and asked, "Mr. Zhao is here? What's the matter?"

Then he raised his voice and said to the outside: "Xiao Liang, the teacher didn't know how to pour water for her when she came. Where have you been reading? You only know how to cry! You still want to read all the time, what's the use of reading? "

His legs are not so convenient, and it is troublesome to stand up, so he always shouts for anything.

Cheng Songliang ran in, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Zhao Sizai: "Teacher, drink some water."

So his father was dissatisfied again: "I said one, you just pour one. How many people came in this room, don't you understand?"

So Cheng Songliang quickly poured two more glasses.

Everyone held their glasses and didn't speak.

Cheng He said: "Brother, the child is still young, take your time."

In fact, he also knows that people in the village educate their children in this way, which is very rude, and this is not the only one like this.

Under normal circumstances, the so-called education means beating.

There have been duck feathers in the house for a long time, and the weather is hot, so there is a smell of livestock.People who live here may not feel it when they are used to the smell, but those who have just come in are not so used to the smell.

Cheng Guoxue greeted them: "Please sit down, please don't stand... I am not very good at legs and feet, so I neglected it. There are ducks at home, and they are also very dirty..."

Then he called Cheng Songliang to wipe the stool or something.The family chooses duck feathers every day, and there is always a layer of fluff on the chairs, which inevitably leads to another roar.

Zhao Sizai couldn't bear to have a child so busy running around, so he took a random stool, wiped it with his hands twice, and sat down directly.

She said: "Xiaoliang's parents, the child can't do without reading!"

Cheng Guoxue stopped picking duck feathers, sighed and said, "No, what can I do? My family is poor! I have no skills..."

Zhao Sizai said: "But the child is still so young, if he doesn't study, won't he have no future?"

"Hey, what can a child in the countryside expect from him? I'll let him let the ducks go, and when I fail in the future, he can at least support himself...he can count and read now, that's fine. It's..."

Cheng Guoxue looked at his leg that had stopped growing since he was a child, and said.

Zhao Sizai didn't know what to say.

This is the real mountain village she saw, with poetic and picturesque scenery and beautiful scenery, but also the status quo of poverty and stubborn thoughts.They educate their sons by yelling, and they also leave their children a way out according to their own thinking.

Cheng He kept silent, to see what Zhao Sizai would do.

After all, she is in charge of the school now, even if he wants to say something, he won't say it in front of outsiders, so as not to save face for her.And he remembered that this woman said that she could persuade Cheng Guoxue.

He would like to see how this woman can persuade him.

In fact, he had known for a long time that Cheng Guoxue was a very stubborn person, and he knew it before he left.

Zhao Sizai said: "Don't let him be a duck at such a young age, let him go to school, I decide, all his fees will be waived, and the school will be contracted..."

Cheng Guoxue shook his head: "Oh, what's the point of learning! You just need to know how to read. What's the use of going to school? After elementary school, you have to go to junior high school, and junior high school is going to the town, and you can't avoid it. Besides, you can't Going to college is a waste of time."

Zhao Sizai frowned and sighed.

According to him, it seems reasonable.Cheng Songliang is still young now, after more than ten years, he has grown up, and the money he saves may really be enough to be called a daughter-in-law.

After all, he just wanted his son to start saving money to marry a wife now.

There is no money for studying, but only for ducks.This is his concept.

She had never lived such a life herself, nor could she understand his thoughts.

So she said: "Then let him go to school, you go to elementary school to work, and you can earn him the money to marry a wife."

Cheng Guoxue thought he heard it wrong, and looked at Zhao Sizai in disbelief.

Just like him, still working?what can he doIn his whole life, no one looked up to him, and no one ever asked him to work!Cheng Guoxue lowered his head.

Cheng He also looked at Zhao Sizai in surprise, her idea was quite bold.

No wonder she said before she came in that she could convince him.It seems that in her eyes, things that money can solve are nothing.

Zhao Sizai asked him to work as a kitchen helper at school.That is, chopping vegetables, washing vegetables and so on.

Anyway, it's already recruiting students, and it's always necessary to hire someone to handle the kitchen.As for the salary, it will definitely not be low.This amount of money is a drop in the bucket for the construction costs she bought for the school, and she will not be stingy.

In addition, it seems that the village head has also applied to the town, and can apply for some support for the reconstruction of the primary school. These are not a problem.

Cheng Guoxue never dared to think about such a great thing.It was only when I heard the ducks calling outside that I came back to my senses and asked, "Then what about my ducks?"

He let ducks go all his life!At this moment, someone asked him to work part-time.

Zhao Sizai replied: "Ducks? The primary school bought them all at the market price. You raise them first, and when school starts, they will serve as meals for the students."

That's it.

Cheng He thought that it would be difficult for an old stubborn like Cheng Guoxue to change his mind.I didn't expect to talk in ten minutes.

It's still easy to do things with money.

But he was worried again. The matter of Cheng Songliang's going to school was settled. What if others were jealous?Zhao Sizai waived all his fees. What if others learn from him after they find out?
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