Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 587 Building an Additional Library

Yang Cheng and Li Deshan hurried to Nancheng Village at dawn on the second day of May, waiting for the carriage at Ding's house, but found that it was Wang Qian who drove them there.

They have been studying in the private school for so long, so they naturally know the long-term workers here, and they feel more at ease when they are sent by familiar people.

Apart from the bookcase, they only carried a bundle.

It is now May, and the weather will only get hotter. All I bring are summer shirts and cloth shoes, and two pairs of straw sandals to prevent the cloth shoes from getting dirty in rainy days.

Moreover, they are farmers, and there is still a long way to go in the future, and they dare not lose their nature because of complacency.

This issue was not only mentioned by Teacher Ding, but also by the elders in the family.

Therefore, this time they worked with the original intention of earning money to support their families and studying for a long time.

Putting on the carriage, the three of them bid farewell to Ding Shitou, Zhao Jian, and Ding Dian, and climbed into the carriage.

No one from the village chief's family came to see him off. Obviously, Liu Xuegui said last night that this trip is not very far away, but it can be regarded as an experience for growing up.

Coupled with the current trust of the village chief's family in Ding Shi and Jiujiu School, there is no worry at all.

After everyone got into the carriage, Qin Ye brought out another large wooden box, which immediately surprised the three of them.

But they only regarded it as something that the cousin wanted to bring back, and they didn't ask much.

It wasn't until I went to the farm that I found out that my cousin's parents and family were not on the farm at all. Steward Zhang said that the owner of the farm was called Ding Shi, and Chen Shi, as another steward, said that this was a dowry gift from the Zhao family.

A simple sentence explained the relationship between Zhuangzi, the Zhao family and Ding Shitou, but it seemed that he didn't say anything.

But after the teenagers knew that the Zhao family had gone to Jiaxing to settle at the grandmother's house, they stopped asking.Asking again is their family business after all, but it seems that they are rude.

Anyway, when they arrived at the farm, they not only saw the familiar scenery, but also had special staff responsible for cooking and laundry, and lived in a clean and spacious single room, which filled them with joy.

And the big wooden box that made them wonder all the way surprised them again.

The big wooden box is full of books, and they are books that they can understand but cannot afford.

In order to be a scholar, in addition to being able to do stereotyped essays, of course, you must also read a lot of books. The boss said that you must increase your reading surface and knowledge reserve, and you must have a reading spirit.

It's the same as reading three hundred Tang poems and reciting poems without knowing how to compose them.

But it would be nice for them to buy some pens, ink and paper on weekdays. They hardly dare to buy books, because it will consume more of their household, and the family tightens their belts to live.

Even Liu Xuegui, who is paid, is cautious when buying books, and only buys what he needs most.

The loan book provided by Ding Shitou solved a big problem for everyone.They have long been used to borrowing books from their boss and classmates.

They thought that they would not have such an opportunity when they came to the farm, and they wanted to familiarize themselves with the task of leading the class here, and then buy two books to read when they returned at the end of the month.

But I don't want to build additional libraries in the farm, so they don't have to pay for their own books.

Everyone was so overjoyed that they couldn't sleep that night, and watched until late at night while touching the new borrowed book.

Fortunately, I am young, and I often turn on the lamp to read at night on weekdays, otherwise I am afraid that it will affect the next day's class.

On the ground of the open house the next day, some of the schoolchildren who came to study were not much younger than them, but they did not feel superior.

They understood the feeling of not being able to read and not being able to read books, and those teenagers blushed and bowed their heads when they saw that their master was as young as themselves.

At most they can write their own names and remember a few numbers.

(End of this chapter)