On this day, many villagers paid attention to Leng Qiuniang's private school, and many of them were waiting outside the private school, but at this moment, a neat and loud reading came from the private school.

"At the beginning of man, nature is good...."

The villagers outside looked at each other silently, and this voice was naturally no stranger to them, although they couldn't understand what was being read inside, but the private school next door read it like this.

It's just that unlike the private school next door, this is the crisp and pleasant voice of the little girl.

Some of the little girls' fathers and mothers did not leave, listening to the sound of the recitation, inexplicably excited, and a little proud, this voice included their daughter's.

In the following days, Leng Qiuniang was busy teaching the little girls to read and write, and since most of the little girls had to help the family with housework, after some discussion, the private school generally held classes later in the morning and left school early in the afternoon.

There were about three hours of class a day, and there was obviously not enough time, but most of the little girls were very attentive to the lessons, and although they were not like other private schools, they had books to read in their hands, and there were no brushes or ink for them to write, but they were really content.

After all, there are a few little girls who can read and write in Shili Eight Villages, and they don't have enough time in private school, so they go home and practice on the ground.

Unlike the busyness of private schools, the village is like smashing a pot.

Many villagers heard that Leng Qiuniang's private school was teaching on the wall, and the students were writing in the sand, and they were a little ridiculous.

Not to mention, you really don't need to spend money, you don't even need to buy books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are also saved, and you can write directly on the wall and in the sand, so what money do you need to spend?!

"It's said that Niu Dali is honest and honest, I think it's just like that, I don't even have a book, that's a fart private school, just put on a show!"

"Who's to say it's not, even if you write on the wall, and let your child write on the sand, it's the first time I've heard of such a private school!"

For a while, many people had the attitude of watching a good show, but there were also some yin and yang weird discussions.

But the villagers who worked in the workshop were not convinced, although the private school run by the owner was indeed a little different from other private schools, but at least they really had to teach their children to read and write.

You have to know what poems her daughter reads when she comes back from private school, and she also teaches her younger siblings to write, which they have seen with their own eyes.

Besides, those who say that the proprietor is not afraid to flash his tongue when he picks the door, just ask, is there a rich man in ten miles and eight villages who is willing to run a private school for the children of the people below?"

No!

Not to mention running a private school, the average rich man did not squeeze the people below, and he did not deduct a little bit of the monthly silver of the people at the bottom, even if someone was really willing to run a private school, it was just a private school with money, but the bundle that should be collected still had to be collected.

This soul-like question suddenly left many villagers speechless.

But when the scholars in the village heard this, they shook their heads, "Reading like this is just a joke and a generous." ”

Even an old boy in his fifties in the village scoffed at it and said, "It's just a misguided child!"

But no matter what others said, Leng Qiuniang still buried herself in teaching and turned a deaf ear to the outside world's discussions, and Niu Dali and Li Xianglan heard these things from Aunt Wang's house, but they didn't tell Leng Qiuniang these bad remarks, so as not to distract Leng Qiuniang.

Er Ya is now the small squad leader in the private school, and there are more than 30 people under his hands, but this little girl is proud that she doesn't know what to do, always holding her little head high, taking small steps, and following Xiu'er, the little deputy squad leader, by her side.

But within two days of doing it, this little girl is about to pick a child.

Niu Dali didn't know what this little girl was thinking, the original intention of insisting on going to private school was to show off in front of her friends, but she never thought that the burden of being the squad leader was a little heavy, so she wanted to quit.

Of course, Niu Dali didn't live up to Erya's intentions, no matter how Erya sold cuteness to please hugging her thighs, she still let Erya go to the private school to take classes.

Anyway, it means that you have an appointment, no, it's an opportunity you get, even if you are in tears, you have to go down.

At the end of March, set up a banquet, Niu vigorously invited all the villagers who worked in the workshop, this banquet has the meaning of starting a banquet, many women heard that the workshop is going to officially start busy, and they are so excited that their faces are red.

After waiting for so long, it is finally time to start, although the men of their family are now working in the flower fields, and some are working on the wasteland, but they are idle and panicked, they used to stay in the workshop every day, and a day passed in the blink of an eye, and now they are idle at home, and they feel like a year.

At this banquet, the women were all talking about their daughters, and they didn't expect that their daughters had only been in the private school for half a month, and the whole person was a little different, and they couldn't say that there was anything different, just feelings.

"I told my boss about this a few days ago, but he still didn't believe it, and said that I was wrong!"

"Yes, yes, my head said that it may be that my daughter has grown up, but my daughter has not grown up, how can we not know when we are mothers?"

"The man's mind is not as delicate as ours, I see, our daughter must be different from before!"

"When you say this, I also feel that my eldest daughter is a little different, you also know that my girl speaks loudly, like a boy, but now she speaks softly, and always says something that I understand and some don't understand!"

There was a stubby woman who was mentioned by the women around her, and she also remembered that something was wrong with her daughter recently.

Then, the women began to discuss, although they did not discuss why their daughters had become different from before, but each of them had a clear heart, and their daughters had changed because of their private school.

"Actually, I won't tell you the truth, I heard that the private school run by the owner is teaching on the wall, and the children write on the sand table, and my sister-in-law and sister-in-law have used this to scold me, and I really didn't want my Xiaocui to go to a private school at that time. Wang's second daughter-in-law secretly rejoiced.

"Who said it wasn't, I was almost..."Another woman thought of something and stroked her chest, "I was so close to being stopped by my man, otherwise I would regret it!"

In fact, people who have this idea are not less talking.

At that time, after the news of Leng Qiuniang's private school teaching on the wall came out, the scholars in the village said that such a private school would only delay their own children, and let their children not go to the owner's private school in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that they later considered that the private school was run by the owner, they might not have allowed their daughters to go to the private school.

Now that they think about it, they almost delayed their daughter's future.