Liang Chuan originally thought that his almost harsh requirements would arouse the dissatisfaction of these villagers, thinking that he was making unreasonable demands on them by taking advantage of the convenience of opening a school.
But he didn't know that all the villagers in Helu would only consider his kindness, and no one would dare to criticize Sanlang for being cannibalistic. Did Saburo make any unreasonable demands? Go to other private schools and schools and ask. It doesn't matter if you are ruthless. You just want to study and become literate without spending money or giving food. You haven’t woken up from the dream yet. When your baby comes to someone else's school, what if you have to act according to their rules? Shouldn't he be pampered and pampered like in your own family?
Who dares to disrespect sir? Whenever the emperor meets his husband, he will bow his head and call him "sir, teacher" politely. The Lord of Heaven and Earth is a teacher, and does not respect teachers and Tao. This kind of animal life should be beaten to death. It is also a disaster to keep it. Why go to school? Eating rice is a waste!
Liang Chuan's ideas were ahead of his time, and he was preconceived by the mainstream student-centered thinking of later generations.
In future generations, students are treasures and cannot be beaten or scolded. If students and teachers are wronged, they will be laid off, and their careers will be over. The resulting phenomenon is that teachers would rather let things go than be ruthless. Liang Chuan remembered that this was not the case at that time. If students disobeyed, they would be beaten with a big ruler and a bamboo board. Parents would also like to thank the teacher for the good beating and the correct teaching, so as not to let the students go astray and go astray.
The merits and demerits of a century-old education will be judged by future generations.
He Baozheng counted the number of people. Boys over ten years old already had to help the family with work. It was too late to study anymore. Their brains were as old as elm wood. The hoe in their hands was already shaped. They couldn't hold a pen well. There were seventeen children under the age of ten, none of whom were girls.
"Isn't there a girl studying?" Liang Chuan asked in surprise.
Everyone just lowered their heads.
Since ancient times, it has been a virtue for a woman to have no talent. Is it good to be able to read, read, and understand the truth? It will only attract the disapproval of future women in the husband's family. Who would expect their own girls to climb other people's branches with two books and a few big black characters? Those who farm will always be rationed to those who farm. It is true that they are well-matched. Crows should never imagine flying up the branches and becoming phoenixes. !
The feudal shackles tightly bound these ignorant villagers. Liang Chuan did not expect them to enlighten themselves, but he hoped that what he did could have a little effect and make them realize that women who were educated and literate did not need to be in high school. Isn't it also good to be a noble person in front of others and to take care of your husband and raise your children?
Liang Chuan felt uncomfortable in his heart. He wanted to shout out and scold these people for not letting their children study for free. They didn't know how to take advantage of any advantage. But is it useful? No.
"If you can't, just don't do it. I've already said it. If you can't figure it out, I can't help it. Everyone, please prepare and listen to my arrangements first."
He Baozheng stood at the front of the crowd and said on behalf of the whole village: "Children, all of you kneel down and kowtow to Sanlang!" The children knelt down in unison, and none of the children's parents dared to say anything wrong. With tears still in their eyes, they kowtow three times and their children can go to school without taking any money. This is a great good deed done to them.
Liang Chuan wanted to help the children up, but he almost knelt down in front of them. He Baozheng stopped Liang Chuan and asked him to accept the three obeisances. He said, "Sanlang, you can afford and deserve these three obeisances. You gave the villagers a way to live!"
Liang Chuan suddenly felt very uncomfortable. If he wanted to repay the favor, it would be better not to give it at all.
The villagers left their children and dispersed, leaving the women who continued to make bamboo weaving and watched with interest as Liang Chuan educated these half-grown children.
The seventeen fart-sized dolls all blinked at Liang Chuan. They have never been to school before, and they don't know what a school is. They only know that what their parents tell them is what their husbands say. They must do what Saburo tells them, and listen to what Saburo and their husbands say. Their parents meaningfully told them that whether they can be successful in this life depends on their own efforts. The children don't understand the meaning of fate, but they know that they don't have to go to the fields to help their parents in the future. It's a great life.
"You go to the ancestral temple and each of you move a piece of wood. The tall ones will take the short ones, and the small ones will move the bigger ones. After moving, come back and get a sand table." Liang Chuan ordered, and all the children started to move. For their own 'desks and chairs', the children picked the wooden blocks that suited them, held them in their arms and walked to Liang Chuan's home.
Most of them had already been here when Liang Chuan held the wedding party. They also lamented the magnificence and hugeness of the house in Liangchuan. They used to think that the ancestral hall was the largest house, but they did not expect that there was anything more gorgeous than the ancestral hall.
The left wing of the ancestral hall is the residence of women, and the right wing is the school. The children moved the wooden blocks into the side room and arranged them in order of height. Liang Chuan arranged their heights so that the seventeen students would sit together and be of the same height. There is a sand tray in front of each mound, and the sand tray is empty.
After arranging their seats, the children sat in the spacious and bright wing, looking around from time to time and teasing each other. This house is bigger and more comfortable than their own home! Most children are still quite restrained, because they were raised in the wild by their parents and have never been so formal. The sudden change of environment makes them a little uncomfortable.
"Remember your seats. You will always sit like this from now on. You are not allowed to change your seats privately without the approval of your husband." This is Liang Chuan's first request to all students.
"I know." "Yes, I understand." The students' answers were mixed, one after another, and some even sat on the wooden pier in a daze, unable to say a word.
"From now on, you have to answer together. You can't each say his own thing. I asked you if you know it. You answer it together!" Liang Chuan couldn't laugh or cry. He remembered the time when he was in kindergarten. He was also stupid and didn't know what he was doing every day. .
"Got it!" This time the childish voice echoed neatly in the yard. Yi Niang and the others now went to the patio of their home to make bamboo weaving. Listening to the neat reply, they looked at each other and smiled. It was so cute.
"That's it for today. You all go home. I will sound the three-way gong tomorrow morning. After the gong rings, class will start. You are not allowed to be late. Latecomers... No new clothes will be given!" Liang Chuan said with caution. A punishment that is not a punishment. For children from poor backgrounds, no matter how much corporal punishment or scolding is given to them, they will only have a shadow in their hearts. What they need is stimulation and encouragement, so that they can realize that they are no worse than others. The clothes on their bodies are all a little shabby, and children like to wear new clothes the most. You can make them come to class obediently with a little trick. This is not the best of both worlds.
A piece of clothing may not be worth mentioning to an adult, but to a child, it may be the whole world. When Liang Chuan was in school, he rotated two sets of clothes every day for several years. His classmates secretly laughed at him behind his back for being poor, which was an uncomfortable feeling.
As expected, the allure of clothes is huge, "Really!" These children jumped up from the wooden pillars with excitement. They were so happy that it was rare for them to buy a decent piece of clothes during the Chinese New Year. An old piece of clothing would last three years. After three years of sewing and mending, I eagerly looked forward to having a new piece of clothing to wear.
"Remember, those who haven't come to class after the gong sounds tomorrow won't have new clothes to wear." Liang Chuan was afraid that they would forget to eat and not fight, so he poured another bowl of ecstasy soup.
"I'm the first to arrive tomorrow!" "Me too!" "I'm the first!" The children were so excited that they wished they didn't have to sleep at night and that tomorrow would come quickly. Everyone left the class with smiles on their faces.
"Learning is so utilitarian, okay?" Meng Liangchen asked Liang Chuan.
"These clothes are part of our school, you will understand later."
"Our school doesn't have a name yet, don't you plan to come up with one, like your Wangxiang..."
Liang Chuan raised his head at a cold angle, staring into the distance outside the door, with his hands behind his back, with a majestic posture pointing the country, "Of course we must have a resounding name. Our school is broke now, but in the near future , will definitely become famous all over the world and become a first-class university known to everyone in the world."
"Thank you." Meng Liangchen's words sometimes make people feel humorous, and sometimes they also make people feel playful. Thank you?
"I have decided that our school will be called 'Tsinghua' from now on!" Liang Chuan stood proudly, yes, this is the only name.
A stroke of genius! Meng Liangchen was full of energy and blurted out at the same time: "Huifeng Dangfannan, Baiyuntun Zeng'a. Jingzhang's singing bird collection, water and trees Zhan Qinghua. Good name! Good name!" Meng Liangchen said two good words in a row, Liang Chuan's old face An imperceptible blush appeared.
"The poems you recite are also very good. You are worthy of being the most talented person in Fengshan!" The businessmen exchanged courtesy with each other.
Meng Liangchen laughed dryly and said: "This poem was not written by me. It is a poem by Xie Hun of the Jin Dynasty. I just associated it with your name. Could it be that the name of your school was not taken from this poem and had other meanings?" The professional one is It's different. Meng Liangchen always quotes scriptures when he opens his mouth. Who is Xie Hun? Liang Chuan had never heard of it, but Xie Xun knew about it. Tsinghua University is just the most desirable ivory tower for his future generations.
To put it bluntly, Liang Chuan is now a literary novice. He is almost blank as the People's Education Press has not taught him anything. If you continue talking, you will only continue to make a fool of yourself, so change the subject quickly.
"Good minister, our school has a name, why should we hang two pairs of couplets next to it!" In the primary school classroom, it still says - the interests of the motherland, above all else, the slogan, our dignified Tsinghua Academy, can't be a blockbuster Leave it blank.
"Please advise!" Meng Liangchen looked at Liang Chuan's face, and it was written on his face that he already had an idea.
"Then let me say a few words first, and you can take the next two!" Liang Chuan wanted to show off coquettishly, cleared his throat, and said calmly: "The thin land is planted with pines and cypresses, and the poor family is studying." This word has a very meaningful meaning. Obviously, encourage these poor children to study is the only way out.
Meng Liangchen took a few steps, held his chin in his hands and pondered, and after a moment, he said proudly: "The nobles and nobles in this dynasty are all scholars!"
Look, this is a real person. Liang Chuan really admires this scholar. He comes out with his mouth and has ambitious goals. He is several levels higher than his own. His goals are much loftier. He also wants to cure poverty. Sick, people are considering becoming an official or a prime minister.
"Not bad, not bad. I'll ask Lao He to put up four signs later, two to hang at the door, and two to hang in the middle of the school!"
