"Don't be emotional," Principal Wu said to Wang Dong. "It's normal to have problems. Let's just analyze and solve them. You can't blame the students - wasn't this the case when you were in school?"
Everyone was silent again.
If you don't raise children, you won't know the kindness of your parents. If you don't become a teacher, you will never know how difficult it was to teach your own teacher.
Seeing that none of them spoke, Principal Wu asked, "Nianhe, what do you think?"
"ah?"
Lin Nianhe was a little helpless.
What could she think? She has no experience with this situation!
The education she received was that she had a teacher when she went to school, and a tutor when she came home from school. During the holidays, she was busy with papers, and various cram schools never stopped.
In this case, even if she wanted to forget, the teacher wouldn't allow her!
But what about now?
Parents also need to attend 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, "Winter vacation will be in two months. What if this happens again? Our students are not city children, and 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 having students gather together to do homework and study together during the holidays? The brigade department should be able to use it, right?"
"It's easy for us here, and you can take care of them, but what about the children of Jiuli Brigade?" Principal Wu said, "Without a teacher watching over them, how can they get together and not cause trouble?"
Lin Nianhe asked tentatively: "Uncle He?"
After saying this, she felt unreliable.
Uncle He is the team leader, so he cannot have time to watch the students do their homework every day, and he may not be able to provide effective tutoring.
Principal Wu shook his head. After thinking for a long time to no avail, he could only say: "Let's think about it some more."
There is still some time before the winter vacation, so they should be able to come up with an effective method.
In fact, most schools now don't care how students spend their holidays, 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 get into college.
Without pressure and competition, people will naturally slack off.
Lin Nianhe calculated that the largest group of students in their village primary school would take the college entrance examination in 1980.
At that time, college students were the true pride of heaven and could change the fate of a family.
But she couldn't say these words, even if she wanted to give them chicken soup.
Lin Nianhe looked at the empty playground and frowned.
The principal is right, you really need to think about it...
"Huh? Why is there no one today? Where are all the students?"
Lin Nianhe looked at the time and saw that there were still fifteen minutes before class. She opened the window, looked into the classroom next door and shouted, "Sister Xue, where have all the students gone?"
The person who answered her was Wang Shumei who poked her head out of the fourth-grade classroom: "They all went to the drying field to learn how to paste matchboxes."
Lin Nianhe pointed to the next door: "They went there too?"
"Um."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Money in the present is indeed more valuable than money in 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 difficult!"
After a moment of silence, she stood up and walked quickly towards the grain drying field.
There was a vague 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 sent by the match factory have arrived. The newly vacated warehouse was filled with boxes of raw materials. The villagers gathered in the grain drying field. They first learned how to paste matchboxes from Yuan Hua, and then went to Liu Neng to register and receive the materials.
The villagers were all very happy, carrying large and small bags, talking and laughing as they walked home.
They said that this work is really not difficult, and you can do it if you have the skills; they said that they can earn more before the New Year, and they can have a good year this year; they said that whoever has seven children in the family will definitely earn the most...
They met Lin Nianhe on the road and did not forget to thank her with a smile.
Lin Nianhe's smile was a little forced, and he walked quickly to the grain drying field.
Beside the grain drying farm, Su Yuncheng and Feng Wei were both there. With them standing there, no one made trouble even though they did nothing.
Su Yuncheng was a little confused when he saw Lin Nianhe: "Why are you here? Why don't you take a break at noon?"
"Not in the mood." Lin Nianhe responded casually, walking in the direction of Yuan Hua 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 darkened, and he walked over with a frown on his face: "It's almost time for class, what are you doing here?"
Her voice was a little cold, not loud, but it immediately made the students stop what they were doing.
Lin Nianhe almost never got angry in school. Just like this, she suddenly had a cold face, and the students suddenly didn't dare to say anything.
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 for the fifth grade from beginning to end."
Her cold voice and unquestionable tone not only silenced the students, but also silenced the parents who were queuing up to receive materials.
Lin Nianhe ignored him and said to the students: "Now, put down everything in your hands and go back to class."
One by one, the students honestly put the cardboard pieces in their hands back on the table and ran to school quickly.
Lin Nianhe did not follow back, but turned to look at the folks waiting in line.
She frowned slightly and was silent for a moment, realizing that she shouldn't say this by herself, then turned around 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 Yun Chengxin said, what's so scary about this? There's no blood in this.
Feng Wei asked again, "Brother Cheng, has Sister Lin ever gotten angry with you?"
Su Yuncheng glanced at him and replied calmly: "I haven't messed with her."
Feng Wei: "...?"
Never messed with it. It's not that I didn't get angry.
He suddenly felt that Brother Cheng was really timid at this moment.
Lin Nianhe entered the brigade headquarters and saw Li Dahe and He Aimin smoking happily. Next to them sat the commune leader - Wang Xiaojie in Li Dahe's mouth.
Wang Xiaojie's real name is Wang Xiao. He is five years younger than Li Dahe, but he turned gray early.
Seeing her stern face, Wang Xiao immediately asked: "Xiao Lin, what's going on? 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 shamelessly Wang Xiaohao supported Lin Nianhe, every time they saw him, they still couldn't help but want to ask him if his face was at home.
Lin Nianhe's face was still tight, and he 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?"
