A quarter of an hour before the school was about to end, Yang Ruoqing arrived at the school early.
At that time, the last class was taking place in the school, and the last class was calligraphy practice.
Yang Ruoqing came to the door of the classroom where Mu Zichuan was and quietly looked inside.
The students in this class, and even the other two classes in this school, are all children in the elementary school stage, and they have not even taken the exam.
Regardless of boys or girls, they are all aged between six and twelve years old. They are divided into three classes: primary school, middle school and senior school, regardless of gender.
Luo Baobao, Bingbing and the others are already in the big class, but Mianmian and San Yatou have stopped reading.
The boys who were in the same class as Mianmian and San Yatou have also graduated.
Those whose families were willing to continue their education were sent to schools in the town to continue their education in order to prepare themselves for becoming a child student and taking the exams for scholars.
What the family didn't have the conditions to provide was to recognize some words and learn some principles, and then go home to take care of the crops with my parents, or learn other skills that can make a living, such as small business.
Mu Zichuan is currently tutoring children in middle class in writing.
A group of seven or eight-year-old children were sitting upright in their seats, writing in an orderly manner.
Mr. Mu Zichuan, who was dressed in white robe, was walking in the corridor between the desks with his hands behind his back.
His eyes swept condescendingly over the papers in front of the students on both sides. If he saw someone holding the pen incorrectly, he would adjust it in time. If someone's handwriting was wrong, he would patiently correct it.
For students who have written well, he will gently stroke the students' heads and give them a look of reward.
The classroom was quiet except for the rustle of the brush rubbing against the paper and the sound of the mountain wind blowing through the pine trees not far away.
This atmosphere is so good!
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated. Smelling the fragrance of this ink, her whole heart calmed down. Then, her breathing gradually became longer, and she couldn't help but yawned greatly.
For students like her, the classroom is really a good place to sleep...
Halfway through his yawn, Mu Zichuan, who was leaning over to tutor the students in the classroom, seemed to notice something and suddenly looked up and looked this way.
Mu Zichuan was surprised when he saw Yang Ruoqing standing at the window and yawning.
Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines. She quickly changed the position of her fingers, gestured to him, turned around and hurried away towards the teacher's dormitory at the back of the classroom in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
Muzichuan didn't see her embarrassment and embarrassment. He only saw her back walking away in a hurry, guessing whether she had something urgent to do with him.
So, he told the students a few words, stood up and left the classroom. After leaving the classroom, he immediately accelerated his pace and rushed to the dormitory behind.
Yang Ruoqing was already standing under a pine tree at the door of the dormitory, waiting for him.
She had taken a few deep breaths to suppress her embarrassment. Now when she heard footsteps approaching, she turned around calmly and looked at Mu Zichuan with a smile.
"Sorry to disturb your class," she said.
Mu Zichuan smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter, let the students practice calligraphy by themselves in the last class."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the other side of the classroom and said with a smile: "These children are still young and ignorant. If they grow up in the future and find out that the gentleman who is educating them now is the most beautiful man in the world, he is like a top student." This character will definitely be filled with emotions and become a topic of conversation in front of people for a lifetime."
Mu Zichuan smiled lightly, "Most of these children are actually very smart, but it's a pity that they were born in this countryside, and their family background has become an obstacle for them."
Yang Ruoqing also said: "For households in these ten miles and eight villages, if they want to provide a scholar, they not only need courage, but also family background. In addition, the child's talent in studying is lacking. The three are lacking." Not even one."
"It's been ten years since this school opened, right? But how many students have actually graduated from here?"
"It's not that the children who come here to school are stupid, but the conditions are limited. Because they provide two free meals, 50% of the children actually come here for the food."
"Not only can I have enough to eat, save food for my family, but I can also learn a few words and learn some truths. Why not?"
"That's why the school stipulates that no students will be accepted until they are twelve years old. That's why." She said.
Mu Zichuan nodded: "I have been teaching in the school these days, and I have probably figured out some things."
"In the past ten years, you and Fengtang have maintained this school. You are indeed doing a good deed to benefit the village."
"In this school, students study for free, and meals are also free. The salaries of the gentlemen and handymen are all borne by you and Feng Tang. Your kind deeds will definitely be rewarded. Believe what I said today." He road.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Actually, there is no need to report or not to report. The school was originally established to allow the descendants of some villagers to escape ignorance and backwardness and let them learn the principles of life."
"The school can also provide my eldest brother with a job so that he can support his family and have dignity in the village."
"Now, although my eldest brother no longer needs this job, I am used to running this school, so I will continue to run it."
"In the future, when Tang Yazi and I are old and can no longer care about that, whether the school will be closed, opened or changed hands will be another matter. Now that we still have the ability, we will continue to shoulder this burden. "
Mu Zichuan looked at Yang Ruoqing, the admiration in his eyes getting a little deeper.
"By the way, Qing'er, are you here to pick up Baobao and Feng'er? get out of class will be over soon." Mu Zichuan said again.
After his reminder, Yang Ruoqing remembered that she had another thing to do when she came over.
She took out a baggage roll from behind and put it in front of him: "Zichuan, my parents asked me to bring this to you. The ginseng you gave is too expensive. My father just has an ordinary cold, so don't use it." They asked me to bring you such expensive supplements, and our whole family understands your wishes."
Muzichuan frowned slightly and said, "How can there be any reason to take back the gift that I gave out?"
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Zichuan, do we still need to say these words between our two families? We have all seen your filial piety towards my father, and we are very touched by you, but this ginseng is really It’s too expensive.”
"No matter how valuable it is, it's just a piece of ginseng and a supplement." Muzichuan added.
"I absolutely have no reason to take back the gift you gave me. I don't want it!" He emphasized again.
Yang Ruoqing had no idea, "Zichuan, why are you so stubborn? Let me tell you this. My parents are farmers. If you give my father a jar of soju, two pounds of pork belly, or a pack of tobacco leaves, I will Dad will definitely appreciate it and accept it without hesitation."
"What you are doing is a thousand-year-old ginseng worth thousands of gold. My parents... don't dare to accept it, and they can't afford it!"
Hearing that Yang Ruoqing had spoken to this extent, Mu Zichuan frowned, thinking.
After a moment, his brows widened and he reached out to take the bundle roll handed over by Yang Ruoqing.
"It's because I didn't think well." He said, "Then I will accept this ginseng. If I don't accept it, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to do business when you go back, right?"
. Nine Heavens God Emperor
