In the end, Xia Huai took Rui Ge'er to find the old man, returned the peanuts, and apologized to the old man.

Of course, the final result was that the old man confiscated it, and praised Rui Ge'er for a long time.

When the old man came to the table, Xia Huai was about to leave, but he never thought that Village Chief Lin was pacing with his hands behind his back: "That is the only person who reads in our village, if it weren't for that incident back then, Master Lin would at least be able to lift someone!" ”

"Master Lin?" Xia Huai said curiously: "Isn't there no private school in our village?" ”

Village Chief Lin nodded and shook his head: "It is true that there is no private school, but in addition to the fact that there are not so many scholars in our village, the more reason is that there is no money." It seemed to be poking at the sore spot, and Village Chief Lin couldn't help coughing: "But the people in our village are not all illiterate, at least the children of about the same age can write their names, as well as money, land deeds and so on, and they all know each other."

Countryman, in fact, the role of reading and literacy is not the examiner, after all, you can't pass the exam, you can't afford the exam, you can know your own name, you can know the title deed of money, it's good not to be sold and help the number of money, you can't ask too much!

Xia Huai listened to Village Chief Lin's words and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Lin Fuzi is not too old, if he can really open a private school, he can at least teach for ten or eight years

The question is, how do you open a private school? Who's going to do it?

To tell the truth, Village Chief Lin's family background can definitely support him to open a private school in Changlin Village, but the reason why he didn't open it is also subject to a variety of factors in reality.

It cost a lot of money to open it, but no one went. Or, someone goes, but three days to fish and two days to dry the net.

Whatever the reason, Village Chief Lin couldn't just let it go. After all, it's his money that's spent.

If you do it, you invest in the future. But if he messes up, the people in the village don't appreciate it, what about his family? Don't you eat or drink?

It's definitely not going to work.

As for getting the people in the village to pool the money? That's even more outrageous. Pay for them to learn, but they don't learn. If you want them to pay again, I'm afraid that there will be trouble.

"Village Chief Lin, it's time to start the banquet, let's go, go and have two drinks with my father, they bought good wine, you want to drink a few more glasses!"

Village Chief Lin touched his beard and nodded happily: "Okay, designate two more drinks!" ”

As the dishes are served one by one, the aroma of the food can be smelled from afar.

Sancao's mother and daughter had the heart to show off, they didn't go too far, and they wanted to let the passers-by look at themselves more, and by the way, they looked at how many people came to Xia Dashan, so they easily smelled the food.

There was a loud 'grunt', and Sancao touched his stomach embarrassedly: "Mother, I'm hungry." Why don't we turn around and go back to the feast? I heard that they prepared eight dishes and one soup, there must be a lot of oil and water! ”

Sancao's mother couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and shook her head with difficulty: "No, how expensive are the clothes we are wearing!" If this is stained with food, will it not ruin your clothes? He persuaded earnestly: "Sancao, you will be a foreign wife in the future, but it is just eight dishes and one soup, what should it matter?" ”

"As long as you listen to your mother, you can eat the next eighty-eight ways!"

Sancao pursed her lips and muttered in her heart: She didn't see eighty-eight ways, but there were eight ways in front of her, and she wanted to eat them!

But she really felt sorry for the clothes on her body, after all, they were really good-looking and expensive.

"Okay." I knew that there was a table to eat, so she didn't come out in this dress. Anyway, the clothes are always there, and it won't run.

But the mat is not necessarily, there are very few white things and red things, and the mat for building a house is even more difficult to find!

Oh, what a pity!

It's a pity that at the same time, Sancao finally has a strong expectation for getting married. After all, she is a foreign wife when she is married, and there are eighty-eight dishes to eat, which is very beautiful when you think about it!

Over there, full of wine and food, everyone began to talk about the mountains:

"Lao Xia's family is really amazing, there are so many houses at once!"

"It's all wooden houses, it's worthless!"

"Eh, you can't say that, it's worth it depending on what kind of wooden house it is. I just went in and took a look, and inside, tsk, it's well covered! Besides, people have hired helpers, but they have to spend a lot of money! ”

"Lao Zhao, I remember that your son is here to help build a house, what's the matter? Is it making a lot of money? Have you been paid? ”

The old man known as Lao Zhao immediately smiled: "It's not much, uh." He seemed to realize that it was not good to say this, so he added: "There is a lot of money, but it is not as much as you go to Peach Blossom Village to help. But Lao Xia's family does not owe wages, and settles wages on time every ten years! ”

The questioner smacked his lips enviously: "What about the high wages in Peach Blossom Village, you can only get the money if you build it!" I worked tirelessly all day long, I didn't have a penny in my pocket, and I didn't have any hope! ”

"That's not what you said, at least when the Temple of Wealth is built, your pocket will be full!"

A few people were chatting, and suddenly someone lowered their voices and said, "By the way, they seemed to be mud legs before, how can they have so much money?" ”

"To be honest, I always feel that their money is coming from the wrong place!"

"It doesn't matter if his origin is correct or not, the money can't reach our pocket anyway!"

"No, no, no, I mean, if they do do something, it might hurt us."

When a group of people were playing drums in their hearts, Aunt Zhu happened to pass by, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes to the sky, put down the basin in her arms, and shouted with her waist crossed: "Skiff!" You idlers, meat can't stop your mouths! ”

"Isn't it red to watch others make money? How can you still think of people like this? I tell you, people's money is innocent and hard-earned! Don't put aside this senior tongue woman to chew the root of her tongue! ”

The face scolded by Aunt Zhu was not good-looking, and a few people quickly dispersed, leaving three or four, some were not angry, some were embarrassed, and some had bright eyes, their eyes were rolling slightly, and they asked in a long voice: "Yo, who doesn't know that your Aunt Zhu is close to people." You say that they are innocent when they make money, that is, they are innocent? If you have the ability, tell me, what are they doing to make so much money? ”

Aunt Zhu was angry, and couldn't help but snort: "Can I lie? People bought a lot of meat from me some time ago, and went out to set up stalls to sell food! Afraid that the other party would not believe it, he added: "Hui Niang, they have good craftsmanship, don't worry about not being able to sell!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Zhu realized what she had said, and couldn't help but slap her forehead suddenly, and walked away with the basin guiltily: "Don't talk to you, I still have something to do." After saying that, he hurried away.

But looking at the direction, it didn't look like a small river, but walked towards Zhou Huiniang.

"You say," the thief-eyed man touched his chin and salivated with a salivating face: "What can you make so much money from eating?" ”

(End of chapter)