On the field ridge.
Countless people flocked here.
In the shallow layer of water, there are green rice piles, with long and thin leaves growing out, and green ears in the middle.
Just this ear of corn caused countless farmers to stand in the fields with sobs in their throats and red eyes.
If I had known... I had known that leaving rice stubble would grow rice, then I wouldn't have been hungry last year, and no one in my family would have died of hunger.
Some people were crying, some were excited, and some were kneeling directly on the field ridge.
Food is always the most important thing to farmers, more than anything else in the world.
Although the autumn harvest has just been completed, this year's autumn harvest has reduced production, and the recovered grain has to be sold to replace oil and salt, buy winter clothes, and save money for medicine... The grain stored at home may not be able to last until next year.
Now that we can collect another round of food, we won't have to worry about food for at least half a year.
Although the people in the village have not read books, they are not stupid people who do not understand morality. Even the most sarcastic people look at Cheng Wanwan with gratitude in their eyes.
"Oh my God..."
"Dashan Niang, you are the benefactor of our Dahe Village!"
"If it weren't for you, who would have thought that rice would grow again in the fields? You can bear my worship!"
Mrs. Zhu knelt on the ground and insisted on kowtowing to Cheng Wanwan.
How could Cheng Wanwan dare to accept such a gift? She quickly helped the old man up.
She looked at everyone present and said: "I just put forward an idea. Only if all of you are willing to believe in me will there be a second harvest. This is not my fault alone..."
Li Zheng was trembling as he looked at the thousands of acres of fields, and the excitement in his heart surged up layer by layer.
He turned to look at Cheng Wanwan and thought of all the things that had happened during this period. If Dashan Niang was not a woman, how would it be his turn to sit here... He silently decided in his heart that in the future, no matter Dashan Niang, He would listen to whatever his mother said unconditionally, without asking why, he would just do it.
Li Zheng stood on the ridge of the field and said loudly: "Every household must give ten kilograms of rice to Dashan Niang after a good harvest. Do you all have any opinions on this?"
This matter has long been discussed with other people in the village, and most people have no objections.
Although a small number of people were reluctant to take out ten kilograms of grain, they knew in their hearts that as long as they dared to oppose, they would be cast aside by the whole village.
Dahe Village is a whole, and we advance and retreat together in everything we do. If we are spurned by others, we will be ostracized. No one wants to be the one who is ostracized.
Therefore, this was unanimously approved by everyone in the village.
"Another matter is the construction of a school." Li Zheng continued, "Our village now has close to 200 households, and each household contributes four hours of work. In other words, each household sends one person to work for half a day, and we strive to achieve the goal within three to five days. Build a school. Some people are going to say, if your family has no children to study and is unwilling to work, then that’s okay. If your son gives birth to a grandson who is gifted in reading, don’t send him to him. He is a person who has no contribution. All descendants of the same lineage are not allowed to come to the school to study!"
Everything went quiet.
There are currently more than 70 children studying in the village, which means about one-third of the households send their children to study.
The remaining two-thirds of households are not unwilling to let their children study. One is because they are poor, the other is because there is no family suitable for studying, and the third is that they do not have this awareness.
But can we stay poor forever?
If there are no children suitable for reading, then there will be no children suitable for reading for generations to come.
Before, no one in Dahe Village was studying. People in the village did not have this awareness. However, during this period, everyone could see that all the children who came to school seemed to have a vague shadow of Cheng Zhao. If their children could be like Cheng Zhao, No matter how good they are, no one will risk their money to send their children to school.
"Uncle Li Zheng, two people from my family are going to work!"
"My eldest grandson is two years old now. He will be able to study in another year. My family will also build a school."
"Let's all go too!"
The men in the village responded to every call and were full of enthusiasm.
Li Zheng announced on the spot that construction would start early tomorrow morning and strive to be completed within three days.
The people in the village dispersed, and Li Zheng walked up to Cheng Wanwan and said, "Dashan Niang, you go to the town a lot and know a lot of people. Do you think you can help introduce someone to come to our village to teach?" You have to be a scholar, you can be an old boy, we will provide you with food and housing in the village."
Since we have to build a house anyway, it wouldn’t be a big deal to build an extra room for the teacher to live in.
Furthermore, there are many children studying in the village now, and every household can squeeze out some money after having food. Each child has dozens of copper plates a month to repair the bundle, which adds up to a lot. If it is not enough, the village public accounts will charge it. Go out a little and scrape together a few taels of silver to give to the teacher. It shouldn't be too shabby.
Cheng Zhao heard this and came over: "Master Li Zheng, what did I do not do well enough?"
"Why do you kid have such an idea?" Li Zheng said lovingly, "It's just because you are so good. It's really a waste of your time to teach children how to read. It will be in March next year or something. You've just passed the college exam. It doesn't look like that long. How can you hang out with these gangsters every day? You, you should spend all your time studying hard and try to come back with a good name. We are the faces of Dahe Village. There is light above."
Although this child is not from Dahe Village, and his surname is not Zhao, he has long regarded Cheng Zhao as a child of the village after living in Dahe Village for several months.
Several villagers passing by also echoed.
"Yes, Cheng Tongsheng, you'd better study hard. These gangsters in our village can't delay your examination as a scholar."
"There are more and more children, and you are getting more and more troubled. How can I delay your bright future?"
"We still hope that you will serve as an official to benefit the people in the village."
Cheng Wanwan said: "Uncle Li Zheng is right, you should focus more on studying."
Cheng Zhao pursed his lips and said: "Then I will take out all the previous repair fees and return them to everyone."
"That's not necessary." Li Zheng said with a smile, "Old boys are not that easy to find. You finish teaching this month first, and then you can take good care of the things that should be yours. Although the people in our village are poor, they will not I can’t bear to part with this little food.”
After Li Zheng finished speaking, he left in a very wonderful mood.
Cheng Zhao's mood was very complicated. He stayed in Dahe Village just to teach. Now that Li Zheng no longer needs him, should he leave?
This was not his home, but he felt reluctant to leave.
"Second aunt, I'm going back to read a book first."
Cheng Zhao returned to his new house with a complicated mood. There was a room dedicated to him, a large bedroom, and a desk. The desk faced the window and was very bright. The sunlight illuminated a table of books.
Through the window, he saw Shen Zheng in the yard.
Shen Zheng and Zhao Sidan were playing with Xiaodian. They took something in their hands and threw it out, asking Xiaodian to pick it up again. They were having a great time.
Not knowing what he thought of, he shouted: "Shen Zheng, come here."
Shen Zheng touched Xiaodian's head. Before entering the room, he leaned against the window, twitching the corners of his lips and asked, "What's the matter?"
Cheng Zhao asked him seriously: "Your father said he would take you back after staying in Dahe Village for ten days and a half. Why haven't you left yet?"
"What do you mean by that? Drive me away, right? I won't leave!" Shen Zheng raised his chin, "Aunt Zhao said that she would accept me as her godson. I can live here as long as I want, and wait until I become my godson." Or stepson... Ahem, even if you and Aunt Zhao are blood relatives, you can't compare to me, huh!"
He swaggered away.
Cheng Zhao looked at his back and felt suddenly enlightened.
No one chased him away, and no one wanted him to leave, so why did he start to play out the parting in his heart so quickly?
Now, it's not time to leave yet.
Just wait.
