"She's thinking about books..." His admiration for Old Lady Wu grew even stronger.

ah?

Writing a book?

Isn't that something only professors do?

Gou Cuifen couldn't understand it, and then she heard the village secretary talk about the meeting she had attended in the township that day.

With the development of the times, people can no longer remain illiterate. Township leaders have required each village to establish its own literacy classes and do their best to enable everyone to learn to read.

Gou Cuifen: "Why so suddenly? They haven't been able to read for most of their lives. How can they learn to use a pen that's as thin as chopsticks? It's easy to use chopsticks, but it's difficult to use a pen."

"How could I not know?" The village party secretary glared. "The township leaders gave a direct order; what could I do?"

"Look at you, why are you in such a hurry? There's someone here who can read, let her teach you."

The couple exchanged a glance, understanding dawning on them, "Wu Mingxia!"

"That's a good candidate, but..."

"But what?"

The village secretary was somewhat troubled. "The villagers already know that our family is close to hers. If I let her be the teacher in the literacy class, people will inevitably gossip. Besides, there are literate people in this village, including that group of educated youth."

"If this is not handled fairly, it may affect me."

Gou Cuifen thought about it carefully and realized it made sense.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

The couple sat face to face, deep in thought. If they didn't handle things fairly, it would be disastrous.

This is a difficult matter.

Meanwhile, Grandma Wu, who had already returned home, carried a thick stack of papers and went straight back into her house.

The Huang brothers, who had already returned from work, looked completely bewildered. "Mom, didn't you see us?"

"Bullshit! Didn't you see Mom was holding something in her arms? She must have something to do."

"that is."

"Yeah, brother, you're not invisible, how could Mom not have seen you?"

Huang Xiaoguo looked speechless. Was it possible that he meant "everyone," not just him?

There was a lot of noise outside, but candles were lit inside.

Grandma Wu spread out sheets of paper one by one, covering the entire table.

Take out a blank notebook again, carefully check it, and copy down the useful content.

Today, she was suddenly struck by Wang Yadan's words in Xiayao Village and realized that if everyone's strengths and experiences were combined and compiled into a comprehensive record of pig farming, it could be seen by everyone.

Isn’t this a good thing?

The current pig farming technology is still outdated, especially in this backward mountain village. Everything is produced in small quantities and in small quantities, just enough to keep everyone from starving to death and barely enough to eat.

In this village, there is no shortage of wild grass, all kinds of pig feed. Pigs are omnivorous animals, and they can grow as long as there is food.

If you take good care of them, feed them well, and keep them healthy, their physique will grow rapidly.

The candlelight inside the house burned all night until the morning sun rose outside. Old Mrs. Wu put down her pen and stretched.

Looking at the results on the table, a smile appeared on his face.

When Grandma Wu opened the door, the house was already quiet; everyone had gone to work.

After a quick wash, I had just stepped out of the house when Gou Cuifen came looking for me, carrying something in her hand.

"Mingxia, I've brought you what you asked for."

"Sister Cuifen is so quick and efficient, thank you for your hard work."

Fortunately, Gou Cuifen grew up here and knows almost everyone in the surrounding area, if not all of them.

Gou Cuifen held the item in her hand, embarrassed, and handed it to her, saying, "My handwriting is really ugly, so please bear with it."

Grandma Wu shook her head. "How could that be? How many people in the village can read and write? Let alone write. Sister Cuifen is a very capable person."

Gou Cuifen was unaware of her own abilities and blushed slightly at her words, quickly pulling her back towards the pigsty.

"Don't go yet, there's something to announce in the village, go and see first."

Old Mrs. Wu was just taken away like that.

Upon arriving at the village center, sure enough, every household was there. The village secretary stood on a platform and carefully opened a large loudspeaker wrapped in plastic.

Once everyone was present, he first adjusted the loudspeaker, blowing air and making announcements.

The villagers were completely bewildered, and they whispered among themselves as they watched the village secretary's actions.

"What's going on here? Why did they bring out such a precious megaphone?"

"You don't know? You'll find out soon enough, won't you?"

"Alright, stop talking. Look, the village secretary is speaking."

A loud shout of "Quiet!" swept over everyone's heads, and they all quieted down.

The village party secretary cleared his throat and slowly began, "Alright, today I have an important announcement to make."

After a three-second pause, amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, he announced, "That is, our Shanyao Village will be holding a literacy class!"

What!

Busy searching?

The villagers frowned, but as soon as the village secretary finished speaking, someone immediately spoke up, "Village secretary, we are already very busy. You don't need to find us any more work."

The village party secretary's words were stuck in his throat, and he stared at the person who had spoken with a dark expression.

"What collection work? I mean literacy! Literacy!"

Seeing their bewildered expressions, the village secretary carefully explained the meaning of the word "literacy" and realized that literacy education in this mountain village was imperative.

Look, they don't even know what two simple basic literacy exercises mean.

No wonder the people of Shanyao Village are getting poorer and poorer.

"oh......"

So they wanted them to learn to read.

“But village chief, instead of wasting your free time doing this useless work, why not give everyone a holiday to go to town and have some fun?”

play?

The village party secretary was so angry that his beard stood on end.

"Still want to play? What will you learn in town besides looking around? You can't read a single word. Do you even know what's in the local area or what's done there?"

"Oh, what's so difficult about that? What are our mouths for? Just ask."

The village party secretary felt like he was choking on blood. How could these people just stand up to him no matter what he said?

"Shut up! This is a document issued by the township leaders. All the villages within this area must be made literate and learn to read!"

The village party secretary spoke sternly, and finally no one objected; they accepted the township leader's demand.

In their view, opening literacy classes is a complete waste of time and effort.

What's the use?

As someone just said, it has a mouth, so it can open its mouth and ask questions.

It would be better to let everyone stay home and rest instead of wasting time like this.

Amidst the whispers and murmurs among the people, the village secretary's voice rang out again.

"Also, opening literacy classes requires teachers who can recognize characters and teach everyone to recognize characters."

teacher?

The educated youth standing inside immediately had their eyes light up; they could read, and not only could they read, they could read books.

"Village Party Secretary, does being a teacher in a literacy class count as work points?"