Raising their legs into the courtyard and entering the house, Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu hurriedly inquired about the situation.

Qin Huairu had already thought of his rhetoric on the way back, and everything was Yang Xiaotao's fault.

Everything can only be Yang Xiaotao's fault.

"What? Five hundred! ”

Jia Zhang's jumped up, if it weren't for his shorter figure, he would probably be able to break through the roof.

"Huairu, did you hear me right?"

Jia Dongxu couldn't believe it.

Qin Huairu nodded affirmatively.

"That's right, Yang Xiaotao donated 500 yuan to the village, and then the school was built!"

"If we let Qinjia Village build a school, we have to give 500 yuan."

After Qinhuai District finished speaking, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang were immediately unhappy.

"If Lao Tzu has five hundred yuan, do you still need this?"

"Forget it, this can't be done!"

Jia Dongxu retreated and said no more.

Jia Zhang's family on the side successfully transferred the target, "Damn little brute, dead and dead." ”

"Take the money from our compound and give it to a broken village and build a school. Eat dirt all your life, and still want to read? Phew! ”

"Uneducated bastard, our family is so difficult, and we don't know how to help, and we give money to mud legs, this conscienceless little brute! It's so bad ......."

The shouting and scolding continued, and Qin Huairu on the side lowered his head, with no joy or sadness in his eyes.

"Oh, Aunt Wang, it hurts, it hurts!"

Yang Xiaotao grinned and lowered his waist, shouting in his mouth, not daring to resist at all.

At this time, Director Wang of the Street Office looked angry, and pinching Yang Xiaotao's ears with two fingers was a small twist.

But anyone can see that this anger is faked, and they don't see the smile on the corner of their mouth.

Besides, if you are really angry, you will reach out and twist people's ears?

I have already pulled the street office.

This kind of behavior, in the eyes of ordinary people, is only for the elders to educate the juniors, and there is a lot of love in it.

"Pain? Know it hurts? Why don't you feel distressed when you're doing things without me? ”

Director Wang said with a smile that Yang Xiaotao felt bitter when he heard it.

Who would have thought that when he got up early in the morning to go to work, he was blocked as soon as he came out of the middle courtyard, and he didn't dare to resist as soon as he came up.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao shouting, many people around him looked over, but Director Wang still saved some face for Yang Xiaotao and raised his hand to let go.

Yang Xiaotao hurriedly smiled with a smile.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

When Director Wang saw him like this, he was also angry now.

Originally, she knew that Yang Xiaotao helped the village build a school, and she was happy and relieved.

In these years, it's good to be able to eat yourself, how can you have surplus food to help others?

But Yang Xiaotao did so.

Five hundred dollars, how long do you have to save this?

What's more, it doesn't hurt to take it out?

This kind of thing, she asked herself if she couldn't do it.

Therefore, I appreciate Yang Xiaotao very much, and even love Yang Xiaotao.

But what makes her feel uncomfortable is that she doesn't mention such a big thing to her, isn't that her own.

"Huh! Distressed. ”

"If I hadn't heard about your school from the street, how long would I have kept it hidden?"

When Yang Xiaotao heard this, he thought to himself that he didn't plan to tell her about this at all.

But how dare he say it?

"No, I'll tell you when the school is done!"

"Phew, when your Aunt Wang is a child, what do you say when it's all done, notify me!"

"How can that!"

"And what you don't dare. Okay, I won't be poor with you, I'll go to the street office in two days, and our pen and paper that we don't need will be used as gifts for the children. ”

"Ah, oh, oh, oh, I thank you for the village, thank you for the colleagues of the street office~~Oops~~ It hurts, it hurts."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao's ears were ravaged again.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang, you're welcome, your own people, all your own people!"

Yang Xiaotao hurriedly begged for mercy, and when Director Wang heard this, he put down his hand.

"That's what it sounds like."

"You've been restless all day, hurry up and find someone to take care of. Why don't I ask the third aunt to introduce you to another one? ”

"Hey, hey."

"Don't hey all day, serve snacks."

"Oh."

Yang Xiaotao could only smile at this.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Remember to come to the street office to pick up something. ”

"Okay, let's go to your house for a drink tonight."

Director Wang paused, glanced back at Yang Xiaotao, and then left quickly.

Yang Xiaotao was helpless, didn't he go to drink last time and drank Uncle Li down? Need to look at him like this?

However, Aunt Wang's heart, they Yang Jiazhuang will keep it in mind.

Tidy up your clothes, rub your red ears, and go to work.

Waiting for Yang Xiaotao to leave, Yi Zhonghai walked out of the house with heavy steps, and his face was cold and almost squeezed out of the water.

Drink... Spit......

Silly Zhu spat out thick phlegm in the back, disdainful in his heart.

"Uncle Yi, look at it, such a is still known to everyone, as if I am afraid that others will not know, so ......"

Silly Zhu chattered along the way, and didn't care about Yi Zhonghai's increasingly ugly face, until the kitchen did not restrain himself.

However, everything that happened in the front yard still refreshed the cognition of the people in the courtyard.

Yang Xiaotao and Director Wang of the Street Office are a family.

There are some things that you have to think about carefully when you do them again.

Jia Zhang shrunk his neck and hid in the house, and his mouth was clean.

I was afraid that Director Wang would kill her and take her away.

She was really afraid.

February 19, 1962, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Appropriate, open!

The sky is high and cool, and the northwest wind is warm under the sun, and with the temperature, it blows on the children's faces and smiles.

Today is the day of Yangjiazhuang Primary School.

Everyone in the entire Yangjiazhuang gathered together, looking at the neatly arranged children in front of them, with the same smile on their faces.

At the forefront, there are the representatives who presided over the ceremony.

On behalf of the village's Mrs. Yang, Yang Dazhuang.

Secretary Wang, who represents the town's leaders.

There are also Ding Fatzi, who heard the news, and Yang Xiaotao, who served as the host of the ceremony.

Several people stood together, and behind them were three large houses, and through the windowsill, you could see tables neatly arranged horizontally and vertically.

On the table, there were notebooks, pencils, erasers, and knives.

In addition to this, there are books that smell of ink.

Mrs. Yang and Secretary Wang stood in the middle, facing the children in front of them, with a smile on their faces.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Yang Xiaotao walked to the front of the people with an iron horn.

"Fellow villagers, children, we are here today to hold the opening ceremony of Yangjiazhuang Primary School."

"This means that our Yangjiazhuang will bid farewell to ignorance, get rid of illiteracy, and open our eyes to this new world!"

"It's going to be a day of great significance!"

Yang Xiaotao looked at the children, all wearing red scarves, their faces were high-spirited, their eyes were shining, and they shouted loudly.

"Ritual first! Raise the national flag! ”

As the voice fell, on a ten-meter-long bamboo pole in front of the left, a national flag was held in the palm of the hand by two children, and the other half-grown child looked nervous.

"Sing the national anthem!"

"Arise, you who do not want to be slaves... ～”

As the song was remembered, the children raised their right hands in unison, and some of the militia in the village also saluted, and the others also looked solemn.

After raising the flag, Yang Xiaotao stepped forward.

"We need to thank the support from the organization, leaders and all sectors of society to be able to stand here. Next, let us give warm applause, welcome Secretary Wang, and give you a speech. ”

Bang bang bang

In the voice, the middle-aged man in a Mao suit, with a solemn face, nodded to Yang Xiaotao after taking the tin horn.

"Children, you must cherish this rare opportunity, your today, is the ...... of countless ancestors and martyrs with their blood and lives"

"Next, let the representative of Yangjiazhuang, the principal of Yangjiazhuang Primary School, and Mrs. Yang speak."

Bang bang bang

"Ahem, I'll just say a few words, children are the future of our Yangjiazhuang. To borrow Xiaotao's words, no matter how hard you are, you can't be bitter for children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education......"

Bang bang bang

"Below, there is food. The stationmaster spoke. ”

Bang bang bang

"I'm a rough man, I'm really, so happy today."

"I represent the grain. station, donate 500 catties of coarse grain to the children......"

Roar, roar, roar

Bang bang bang

The scene was even more enthusiastic.

"The opening ceremony is over."

"Freshmen, please!"

With Yang Xiaotao's roar, a group of children, according to the previous explanation, lined up and followed the leader into the classroom.

Mrs. Yang, Yang Dazhuang and others thanked Secretary Wang Ding Fatzi again.

Yang Xiaotao came to a teacher and started the first class in his life.

There are three classrooms in Yangjiazhuang, and each classroom is full of students.

This time, children between the ages of six and twelve were called to school.

This is the decision of the village, the times are like this, and Yang Xiaotao has no choice.

We can only make the maximum use of the limited educational resources and do practical things.

In front of him, Yang Xiaotao's class is composed of children between the ages of ten and twelve.

Reach out, pick up chalk, and write the words "Chinese" on a blackboard made of cement.

Reading is the first thing to be a man, this is what Yang Xiaotao has always insisted on.

The children below watched carefully and learned.

Yang Xiaotao doesn't have much time here, and he has to go to the factory most of the time, and he can only come once a week.

Therefore, most of the time it will be handed over to Uncle Jiu, and this situation can only be changed by finding a qualified teacher.

It's just that it's not easy to find a teacher in these days.

Those who have families and rooms want to stay in the city, they can eat public food, and the pressure of life is less.

As for the teachers in the school, let them give up their jobs and come to the countryside, it is impossible to think about it, it is not that Yang Xiaotao belittles their consciousness, the reality is like this.

What's more, these educational resources are needed even more in the city.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know many people, so in this matter, he could only ask Secretary Wang and the old principal of Hongxing Primary School to help find people.

(End of chapter)