Mountain wild man Ziwang and his wife

Chapter 58 Grievance
"Go to Fucheng? But there are quite a lot of things in the village now, the land is divided, but to build a school, you have to ask someone to help you find a master..." Yin Gui hesitated.

Zhao Shi said: "If you are told to go, you can go. Leave the affairs of the village to Dajiang and Tao'er." Let Tao'er have something to do, so as not to be thinking about Shen Xiao all day long.

"Taoer?" Yin Gui didn't understand why his daughter-in-law had such an idea: "But Taoer is a girl's family."

Mrs. Zhao sneered: "What's wrong with the girl's family? Tao'er is so good at arithmetic, and she is a girl who was taught by the Duke's Mansion. She knows a lot more than you guys. Besides, things in the village can be better than Tao'er's. more important?"

"That's right, that's right. Tomorrow, I'll explain to Da Jiang and a few village elders, and then I'll set off for Fucheng." Yin Gui felt that his daughter-in-law was right, but he was still a little worried: "Will our daughter be tired?"

Mrs. Zhao: "Just explain to Da Jiang, you don't have to worry about this matter." When she said this, the matter was considered settled.

Another day when Shen Xiao didn't appear, Cherry didn't sleep well all night, always dreaming about things in the last days, and things after crossing to Daliang Dynasty, Shen Xiao in the last days and Shen Xiao in Daliang appeared alternately in the dream Often, one second the apocalyptic Shen Xiao was chasing her desperately, and the next second Shen Xiao from Daliang was holding a steaming beggar's chicken for her to eat.

Just when she was about to be touched, Shen Xiao from the end of the world came up and urged her to eat quickly, so that she could go on the road after eating.

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The next day, Yin Tao looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her eyes were black and blue.

She was silent for a while, but in the end she still used the pitifully few abilities to get rid of the dark circles under her eyes.

No trick.

She talks a lot.

Seeing her dark circles makes her nag all day.

Can't stand it. Can't stand it.

Yin Tao got up late, and usually both Yin Gui and Yin Dajiang had gone out, but now they are still at home.

But there is work in hand, and no one is idle.

The men and women of Yin's family are diligent, they can see work in their eyes, and they can find work in their hands.

Seeing Yin Tao, Yin Gui got up and put down the hoe in his hand. The joint of the hoe was loose, and he was repairing it. "Tao'er, Dad has something to tell you."

"What's the matter, dad?" Yin Tao stopped at the door of the main room, Xu rushed out and slapped Yin Gui on the shoulder: "Why can't we wait for Tao'er to eat breakfast? I have to talk about it now, My old lady sees that you are getting better and better!"

"Grandma, it's okay, I'll eat while listening to my father." Yin Tao hurried to pull Xu Shi, and Xu Shi stepped aside: "Silly roe deer, you have grown so big for nothing, why don't you eat it?" You are not as sensible as your daughter!"

Yin Gui: ...

"Father, do you mean to entrust me with building the school?" Yin Tao was quite surprised, after all, the Yin family was reluctant to work on her, but now they entrusted such an important matter to her.

"Hahaha, besides your mother, you are the only one in our family who has been educated... But Taoer, don't be afraid, let your elder brother do all the hard work of running errands.

Well, Dad will go out for a while, and if things go well, he will be back in half a month, and if things don't go well, it will take a month. "

It turned out that Yin Gui was going out, Yin Tao nodded: "Okay, I understand Dad. Then you should be careful on the road." Anyway, she is idle all day long.

Seeing that Yin Tao agreed, Yin Gui explained to her who to look for, where the private school was located, etc., then Yin Dajiang drove him to the county town in a bullock cart, and then sat in the county seat. The caravan's car went to Fucheng.

This Yin Tao was not in a hurry, she first asked Mrs. Gu to take her to the homestead of the private school to have a look, and then went home to draw drawings.

He said in his heart that Mrs. Zhao had the foresight, and it would be better to set up a school than to benefit the villagers. If the villagers want to get rich, building roads and running schools is the key.

Moreover, since the school and Murata are located in the village, the status of the Yin family in the village will not be shaken from now on.

The homestead of the private school is ten acres of wasteland, about 6000 square meters. This area is not enough to build a school in modern times, but it is more than enough to do village studies in ancient times.

There are about fifty school-age (6 to 13 years old) children in the village, and we have to count the children who are going to study in Xiaohe Village and the whole village, at least one hundred students .

In this case, teachers need at least two classrooms. Considering the sustainable development in the future, a few more classrooms can be built.

Yin Tao's plan is to build five main rooms as classrooms, two small courtyards in the east and west rooms, for her husband to live and work, and use the space in the middle as a playground. Row the barn, clean the house, and there are many people, so the latrine will be bigger on the spot.

In addition, she also drew a few blackboards, thinking about asking Yin Dajiang to find someone to make them. At that time, she would nail a layer of white cloth on the blackboard instead of chalk, and write on it with a brush dipped in water. The water can show the black behind.

Therefore, writing on white cloth with a brush dipped in water is not much different from writing on white paper with ink.

The only difference is that after the water dries, the white cloth will return to its original state and can be reused over and over again.

In addition to the big blackboard, there are also small blackboards. Each student is asked to write on it with a brush dipped in water.

After all, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are expensive these days, and these children are not trained to take the imperial examinations. Besides, their families are poor, and there are very few people who can afford to buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones...

This matter, don’t think about it from the beginning, it’s too much to think about it.

Yin Tao simply wrote a plan.

She didn't use a writing brush, but a carbon strip, one end was sharpened, and the other end was wrapped with a cloth strip, just like a pencil.

Writing with a pencil is much faster than a brush, which can save a lot of time.

As soon as the children at home came back, she was busy teaching them arithmetic again.

At first, the children were very resistant to learning, but Yin Tao taught them Arabic numerals in a simple and easy-to-remember way. In addition, Yin Tao rewarded them by telling stories to him alone if they learned well, so the children were very active in learning.

Competing to be the first, and then all the brothers have to curry favor with him after hearing the story, coaxing him to tell it again, don't feel too drifting.

Hey, let alone, Yin Tao has no time to think about Shen Xiao when she is so busy.

It's just that in the dead of night, Yin Tao started to toss and turn in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my mind was filled with the shadow of Shen Xiao.

"Bastard, if you don't show up, you won't show up!"

"So, man... it's really unbelievable."

"Believe in men, it is better to believe that sows can climb trees!"

Yin Tao closed her eyes and muttered angrily.

"That's how I miss you..." Yin Tao was mumbling, when a familiar voice came from outside the window.

She was really busy, and the oil lamp in the room was also lit at this time, and Shen Xiao was standing in front of the table, collecting fire notes.

"Who missed you? I didn't, you are talking nonsense!" A familiar person came into view, and Yin Tao felt wronged in his heart.

After a while, just like the waves are beating on the embankment, the waves are higher than the waves, and the waves are surging.

(End of this chapter)