The old man next door was teaching the older children to read and write, and he also told a passage of Analects, which made Xu Changfeng scoff.

That's a terrible story.

Don't look at the Xu family as a military general, but the old man is a complete Confucian general, and his knowledge and knowledge are no worse than those literati in the court, so he naturally looks down on people like He Wennian who haven't even been admitted to the school.

A room of children has learned literacy and arithmetic, and Lin Xiao is teaching it himself.

The old man originally saw that the room was full of female dolls of different ages, and wanted to avoid suspicion and walk away, but the things taught by Lin Xiao were too attractive, and before he knew it, the old man stood and listened for two quarters of an hour.

Lin Xiao didn't shy away from it, she taught the ninety-nine multiplication table, and there were already similar things in this era, but there was no such system, and it was not popular. These girls are going to marry in the future, they don't need to take the imperial examination like men, and they don't have to bear the rise and fall of the family, but Lin Xiao still thinks that girls also need to learn more things, at least simple arithmetic to understand.

Lin Xiao wanted to teach Arabic numerals, but he was afraid that it would not have a good impact if he was too advanced, so he had to use clumsy counting methods to teach it slowly, and the efficiency was naturally slower.

Xu Changfeng felt that there was a big truth hidden in this small number mantra, he had long known that Lin Xiao was a strange woman, but he didn't expect her to know so much.

At noon, when I went home for dinner, most of the girls did not go to class in the afternoon, helping the family to do what they could. The older boys also come less in the afternoon, and the private school basically does not give lectures in the afternoon.

After eating and taking a nap, Lin Xiao was not busy going to private school, but playing the piano at home, teaching his disciples by the way.

Xu Changfeng was shocked by Lin Xiao's piano skills again, and felt more and more that this girl was not simple.

Lin Xiao didn't hide it, he was a disciple of Dafangfang, Xu Changfeng was willing to see and listen to her, and he didn't stop her.

A few seven or eight-year-old children in the private school wrote big characters in the house one by one, which was a slightly better family background, and the family also had high hopes, and they spent most of their time in the private school almost every day, looking forward to learning more.

In fact, Black Bear Ridge is still too poor. is such a child, and the family also picked the good elementary school at that age to let them learn like this, there is no way, and the silver of pen and ink consumes a lot. It's a private school that's free, and this year's pen, ink, and silver for a child at home has tightened their belts, and no one can afford to provide a few more.

Fortunately, winter is the season of farming, and the things taught in private schools are diverse, and parents do not stop other children from learning.

In the afternoon, Zhao Zhuozi had to go up the mountain and go down the sleeve. Several teenage and half-grown children also followed up the mountain with tools, and they looked at it a little bit, but were stopped by Lin Xiao.

"Five big characters a day, and five penalties, you can't know the consequences." The power of the slap was too great, and the little guy didn't dare to entangle, so he hurriedly went back to the house and wrote honestly.

When Xu Changfeng was bored, two middle-aged people in their forties came over, holding messy tools.

Hey, this is a carpentry job.

Xu Changfeng looked left and right. The window of the wing room was not yet opened, but only the shelves of a house were built, and there was a lot of wood piled up in it, and it seemed that it was going to work.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

In the afternoon, more than a dozen children came, each with a set of gadgets in their hands, and surrounded the two middle-aged people in the middle.

After watching it for a long time, Xu Changfeng understood that the children were learning carpentry.

How many things are taught in this small village private school? It was already very strange to see the teaching of boxing in the morning, and now I see this. Xu Changfeng felt that he had lived most of his life, and it was not as good as the shock he had seen in one day in this Black Bear Ridge.

A ten-year-old child carved a cup out of scraps and swished out, about a quarter of an hour later. Ran back excitedly.

Xu Changfeng noticed that there were many more ink-colored lines on the cup. The child took the carving knife and carefully carved, and after half an hour of busyness, the lines were carved.

The child noticed Xu Changfeng's gaze and proudly raised the cup in his hand.

"Mr. Lin drew it for me, and I've already made four of these cups. The gentleman said that it could be sold as a set at the market. It was Ergouzi who spoke, his family was too poor, and he was bent on making money, but Lin Xiao saw his dexterity and gave him this advice.

The child next to him also refused to show weakness, "Well, this is the bench I made, and I will ask Mr. Lin to help me draw a beautiful picture when I go back, and I can sell it for money when the time comes." ”

Lao Peng, who was making a rattle, fell off the stool with a good hanging, "You kid, people's cups are carved to look good, you carve on the stool, it is difficult for people not to sit on the stool and hold it in their arms every day." provoked the kid to "ah" and exclaimed, "What then?" "In case the stool can't be sold, he didn't do it for nothing.

Xu Changfeng couldn't stand it anymore, why was this kid so stupid. "Your stool can be sold directly, why do you have to carve it?"

The boy who made the stool was stunned for a while, and exclaimed, "I have been taken into the ditch by you, two dogs." provoked Lao Peng to laugh and scold, "You are stupid, and you are still weird?" "The rattle in his hand is almost ready, this is what he made for the soon-to-be-born child, and there are already a lot of gadgets like this.

Lin Xiao saw Lao Peng's skillful craftsmanship, and gave him ideas, the details of the things to do by himself, and the rest to the children, one to exercise the children, and the other to generate income. When he turned around, he took the lion's share, gave some of the money he earned to the children, and bought some paper and pens for the private school, which was the best of both worlds.

So the children are very motivated, the children of the Zhuang family are poor, and now someone has given an idea, it seems that every little idea can make money, and the children simply worship Mr. Lin as a god, and they talk about Mr. Lin at every turn.

A hope that Lin Xiao, a private school, almost took advantage of the people with a little special skills in Black Bear Ridge Village, but for the sake of the children, these people not only did not complain, but also enjoyed the time as a gentleman.

Black Bear Ridge is slowly developing at an unknown speed, there is no longer a weekday of women in twos and threes to get together in the east and west, and now the women also have something to do, skillfully invited to the private school to occasionally make a cameo appearance as a gentleman, and there is no special skill will also help with natural dye when their children get back many gadgets, or help rub the rope and other simple things, the whole Black Bear Ridge is vibrant, positive, and in other villages are still doing the most primitive work, they have opened a new chapter.

Xu Changfeng followed Lin Xiao and Xiao Bu to private school every day, every day there were new discoveries, every day there were new surprises, and finally one day the old man couldn't help it, and replaced He Wen to start teaching the children. Lin Xiao smiled smugly when he found out. (To be continued.) )