Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 364

Mr. Zhuang opened the empty classroom door, and the students who were still together immediately dispersed and ran back to their respective positions to sit down.

Mr. Zhuang stood at the door and paused before he stepped onto the podium.

He looked down at the students sitting behind the desk. After half a ring, he sighed faintly, "tomorrow is the exam. This may be our last exam. Although there are only a few days left, I hope you can be as serious as ever. "

What this means is that he has agreed that the students drop out of school.

In fact, it's impossible to disagree. Shuxiu is handed in every year, and it will be handed in in the new year after one year. Even if Mr. Zhuang is willing to reduce shuxiu, the parents of these students don't promise to send their children again.

Because they have to provide food for their children in addition to bunching.

In the past, that little rice noodles and money seemed nothing to them, but now it's different.

This year's grain harvest is poor, and no one knows what will happen next year.

The reason why the children are still allowed to come to school after the autumn harvest is that they have handed in the bundle repair for a year. It's a waste not to come.

But every month, the children carry a small bag of rice noodles to school, which is also a heavy burden on the family.

But we have to bring it. We can't have food for other children. Are our children hungry?

Moreover, in the eyes of adults, reading is very laborious and brain consuming. You have to eat dry food not only in school, but also for an early meal at home. Otherwise, when you get hungry in school, where can you hear your teacher's lecture?

Therefore, anyone who has children studying in school should give them at least two dry meals a day.

A dry meal, with porridge or noodle soup, is at least enough for a person to eat three meals a day.

Qili Village and the two or three nearby villages are not very rich. Most of the people who are willing to send their children to school are rich farmers with richer families.

The premise is that Mr. Zhuang doesn't have many bundle repair books. It's no problem for a child to eat three meals a day at home.

But after this natural disaster, there was not much food in each family.

So the parents of the students discussed it privately, so they chose to come to the door and resign from school with Mr. Zhuang at this time.

Mr. Zhuang is not a man who doesn't eat human fireworks. Naturally, he knows that they are facing difficulties now, so he asked them to stay, and even expressed his willingness to reduce the bundle repair. Seeing that they still insist, he can only agree to let the students leave.

Although it has been decided to let them quit school, Mr. Zhuang does not do nothing.

After the exam, he called the students one by one to the small courtyard next door to talk alone.

The younger ones told them to recite the thousand character text and the Analects of Confucius repeatedly after they went back. He said, "these two books contain great wisdom. You may not understand them now, but you will get more and more money when you get older."

After a pause, Mr. Zhuang said, "just remember to read the thousand character text and the Analects of Confucius every day after you go back. You will forget the words you have learned for a long time. If you forget the words you have learned, won't you live up to the expectations of your parents? These two years of study have been in vain. "

When the eight or nine year old child heard the speech, he quickly nodded and agreed.

Mr. Zhuang talks more about teenagers who are already 12 or 13 years old. These children have read books with him for four or five years.

In the face of their departure, Mr. Zhuang didn't regret it, because these children didn't want to take the imperial examination. In four or five years, what he could teach them was limited.

What he regretted most was that he had only studied for two years, or the two students who only entered school last year.

Every child who came out of Mr. yard had red eyes. No one knew what Mr. said to them except himself.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao are a little uneasy.

Man Bao's situation is somewhat special. She doesn't know whether her husband will leave. If her husband leaves, how will she study?

Bai Shanbao is also very upset. He must study, but if Mr. Zhuang leaves, where will he go to study?

The least affected estimate is Bai Erlang.

After looking around, he made an agreement with his good friends that they would often come to play with him in the future.

The little partner of Qili Village agreed without thinking. Anyway, it's just a village, a few steps away.

The people in the next village didn't hesitate much. It's a matter of a few quarters of an hour to run. Anyway, they have nothing to do when they go home. Isn't it just fun?

After looking for all the students, Mr. Zhuang regretted that this year's course is over. You can pack up your things and go home for the new year.

The students stood up, solemnly saluted and said goodbye to Mr. Zhuang, and silently put away their things.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao ran to the yard to find Mr. when everyone left.

Mr. Zhuang just wanted to boil water and make tea. When he saw the two disciples coming, he waved to them and said, "just in time. Please help Mr. Zhuang burn a fire."

Man Bao ran up. She was very familiar with the work. She hit a flint, lit hay and made a fire.

Bai Shanbao asked Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, are you leaving?"

Mr. Zhuang asked, "why, you don't want to read?"

"No, I want to read with my husband."

Mr. Zhuang touched his beard and said with a smile, "isn't that good? Just follow your teacher and study. "

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao were relieved and happy at the same time, so they invited them to say, "Sir, please go to my house for dinner in the evening."

Mr. Zhuang touched man Bao's head and said with a smile, "Mr. Bai is not free in the evening. He has asked master Bai to go to him for dinner."

Bai Shanbao suddenly realized, "no wonder Bai Er is not in a hurry. Did he know that?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled meaningfully.

Of course Bai Erlang doesn't know. The child has few things in mind. Maybe no one asked him, so he doesn't think these things have anything to do with him.

He thought, whatever it should be.

He is still a child. Why should he worry about these things?

So even if he had to sit with Mr. Zhuang for dinner at night, he had no waves. After his father took a chopstick dish, he ate seriously.

There were only their father and son and Mr. Zhuang on the table. Master Bai felt that the table was too dull, so he proposed, "Mr. Zhuang, how about calling Shanbao?"

Mr. Zhuang certainly has no opinion.

So the servant went down and soon brought Bai Shanbao and man Bao together.

Master Bai laughed when he saw man Bao. "I was wondering if I would send someone to your house to invite you. I didn't expect you were still at Shanbao's house. Now Mr. Zhuang is just the three of you and just sits together to discuss how to teach this class."

Bai Shanbao explained, "we are discussing to grow some melons and beans in the wasteland at the foot of the mountain after the spring."