Seeing that all of them were silent, Elder Dong couldn't help but sigh secretly, knowing that these people had not yet let go of their airs. [No pop-up novel website] Although traditional scholars have no value to the Senate except for literacy, they still enjoy benchmark value in terms of social atmosphere. If these people can be transformed, they will have a better effect on the influence of the Senate on the overall society - not to mention that there is indeed a lack of enough educated people now.
However, the change of thinking does not happen overnight, and Mr. Dong originally did not have much hope for their change. I dealt with it immediately by laughing haha.
Today is the weekend for Australians, and children who live locally can also go home from school at this time - because there is only one day off per week, it is especially precious. At the school gate of Fangcaodi, there are some parents who are preparing to take their children home. Some families summoned a large group of slaves and maids, some even prepared sedans, and the richer ones even used horse-drawn carriages.
Since the educational purpose of Fangcaodi is to eliminate the family background of students, students are required to wear uniforms and have uniform supplies for school and daily life. There are also regulations on student pick-up and drop-off: only one person per student is allowed to pick up and drop off students. We have to wait at a place about 100 meters away from the school gate.
Ordinary people and children of naturalized civilian families are not so delicate: whether they go to or from school, they have to walk alone or take public carriages or trains. Most of the people who could come to pick up their children were middle-class or above families in the county. Many of them knew Liu Dalin and others and came to say hello. Huang Bingkun found that many of them were children of wealthy families in the county, so he inquired about them. Not only did the children of concubines come to study, there were also many direct grandchildren of the most important eldest son in the family - it seemed that the situation in the county had changed drastically a long time ago, and I was really ignorant.
I saw only groups of students. Under the leadership of the monitors of each internal affairs class, they filed out of each teaching building and neatly walked out of the school gate before disbanding. The school gate suddenly became a noisy mess, and the children who were usually disciplined and well-behaved all jumped up and chased each other like monkeys out of their cages, talking and laughing. The whole gate of Fangcaodi was noisy.
Huang Bingkun was going to go home with Huang Ping so that he could chat more with Huang Ping on the way. Especially the girl hugging Huang Ping. This is a major matter concerning the honor of men and women - what's the point of cuddling in public? He was thinking that Huang Ping would really like him. He might as well just get engaged with the other girl, since he's already fifteen anyway. Finding a wife in Lingao was a difficult task, so he really had to be able to get a wife by himself. It would save him the trouble of marrying Huang Ping - it would also be easier to win him over.
Planning. Suddenly, two of the children at the door ran out: the older boy took his sister, separated from his friends, trotted to Liu Dalin's wheelchair, and bowed to Liu Dalin respectfully: "Hello, sir." "
"Okay. Okay." Liu Dalin chuckled and looked at the two brothers and sisters standing in front of him. "No gifts, no gifts." Then he asked them about their life and study in school, knowing the results of the latest annual selection evaluation. At that time, the two brothers and sisters had risen dozens of places in the overall rankings of their respective grades, and now they have entered the top 300 selection groups of this grade.
This selection group is no small matter. The top 300 students in each grade's annual evaluation in Fangcaodi are members of the selection group. Members of the selection group can not only enjoy scholarships. And there will be an opportunity to challenge further selection and enter the fast team.
Once you enter the fast team, as long as you are not eliminated by the exam. In the future, they will be sent to study in the middle school as a full scholarship student. That will be a proper "elite" in the future. Not only do students know this, but their parents also know the difference. Huang Bingkun also learned from Huang Ping that the school has such a system, and that many students never go home on rest days and study hard day and night in order to qualify for the selection group of this grade.
Even if you study hard like this, you can imagine how difficult it is to get into the top 300 when there are thousands of students in each grade. Therefore, every grade-level evaluation will cause an emotional uproar among the students. Huang Ping's results were far out of the top 1,000, and he had long since given up thinking about it.
I didn’t expect the two children of the Liu family to be so outstanding! Huang Bingkun couldn't help but be in awe, it was indeed a scholarly family!
Liu Dalin seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "These are a pair of grandchildren of Butler Zhao in my house. Now they have entered an Australian school and are very successful - I didn't expect them to be educated."
"Haha, my family comes from a scholarly family, and even the servants' children can be nurtured so well." Wang Ci hurriedly came to join in the fun.
These words were regarded as compliments by the scholars. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the brother and sister not only did not bow and thank them, but instead showed an unhappy look on their faces.
Liu Dalin was kind-hearted and quickly came out to smooth things over. He changed the subject and asked Butler Zhao's grandson who was ranked first in the overall evaluation of the first grade of high school this year.
"It's a girl this year." He said, "My name is Dai Yan."
"It's a girl?!" Everyone looked surprised. There are female students in Fangcaodi. This is no longer shocking news to them, but the first person who stands out among more than a thousand first-year high school students is actually a girl. This is too much for their outlook on life. It's subversive.
In their view, it is purely a transplantation of "overseas customs" for girls to study on a large scale. It is also a gift to girls. No one has ever thought that the first grade of high school will be ranked first in the overall assessment. The name is actually a girl.
"That's Dai Yan!" The grandson of the Zhao family suddenly pointed behind them, "I saw her at the general evaluation meeting! She is so good at reading!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw a teenage girl with short hair similar to that of a schoolgirl, wearing the dark blue school uniform of Fangcaodi, walking with her father who had a vicissitude of life. The child's father was wearing homespun clothes and trousers with many patches and his hair was in a bun. It was obvious at a glance that he was not a naturalized citizen. He also exuded a strong smell of seafood, and he was probably a fisherman or someone who went to sea.
At first, everyone saw that the girl had a good face and fair complexion, so they thought she was a child from a middle-class family. They originally wanted to say hello and get to know her, but when they saw that she was a poor and ignorant ordinary person, they suddenly lost interest in talking to her. .
Huang Bingkun came to Huang Ping in the midst of the mixed feelings. Huang Ping didn't seem to be very grateful to the second young master for waiting for him to come home in person. Instead, he showed a reserved expression on his face. Huang Bingkun asked him to salute the members of the visiting group, and he also had a reluctant look on his face. Huang Bingkun couldn't help but sigh in his heart - thinking back to the time when he went out to visit guests, Huang Ping's neatness in sending greetings made him feel like he was a different person. .
As the scale of Fangcaodi School is getting larger and larger, more and more children are attending school. The Lingao City Railway has also been built to Fangcaodi, connecting the county seat and Bairen City. Because everyone in the inspection group lived in different homes, they separated on the platform. On the one hand, Huang Bingkun volunteered to send Liu Dalin back. On the other hand, he had to go to a public transfer station outside the county town to get on the public carriage back to Huangjiazhai.
The platform was densely packed with students lining up to take the bus home. Seeing Liu Dalin and his group coming, the students on the platform automatically made way for them to go to the front.
Liu Dalin praised the children for their understanding. One of the children replied: "Teachers have taught us to respect the elderly and care for the young, and to help the disabled. Sir, your legs and feet are not good, so you should be given priority in getting on the bus." Liu Dalin burst into laughter.
Woo - with the sound of the whistle, the iron train wheels started rolling, carrying a car full of people, puffing black smoke, and marched along the railway towards Lingao County. The members of the visiting group bought first-class tickets for the last carriage so as not to sit together with the former tenant farmers, long-term workers, and other employees in the front carriage.
Everyone followed Liu Dalin's lead and let him sit by the window so he could look at the scenery along the way. Liu Dalin looked out the window at the scenery beside the railway. In a daze, I can no longer remember what it was like before the Australians came. It seems that the smoking factory on the other side of the Wenlan River has been there since the beginning of the world. There are also stretches of fertile farmland, rows of houses in villages newly built by Australians for their immigrants...
The farmers working in the fields and the lush growth indicate that this year will be another good year. Good years, Lingao It seems that there were never good years before the arrival of the Australians.
"It's so beautiful, it's a pity-" Liu Dalin muttered.
"Master, what are you sorry for?" The questioner was the granddaughter of Butler Zhao of Liu Dalin's family.
What's a pity? Liu Dalin suddenly felt that he didn't know what to regret. He stroked the Zhao family's granddaughter's head and said after a long time: "This Lingao is so beautiful. It's a pity that my body is useless and has no use."
The granddaughter of the Zhao family was very well-behaved and said: "Sir, what are you talking about? The chief teacher said that you are always the first Jinshi in the history of Lingao. As long as you can always go out and visit, you will be of great help to the people. What are the benefits.”
Of course, these words contained elements of deliberate compliments from girls, but Liu Dalin also knew that the Australians really thought so: he was a well-known figure in the county, and as long as he often came out for activities, it would be equivalent to recognizing and supporting the Australian rule here. It is an excellent subject to win over the hearts and minds of the people.
He said with a smile: "Exaggeration, exaggeration."
Huang Bingkun was sitting on the seat at the back of the carriage, whispering to Huang Ping.
He asked Huang Ping who the girl who hugged him was, how old she was and what she did at home. When Huang Ping heard this question, he immediately blushed and said coyly: "Master, why are you asking this?" (To be continued...)
