Chapter 175 A belly full of evil ideas

The old man thought about what happened before and laughed: "The Huo family kid is afraid of dogs. You asked Xu Mingyang to carry a bag of big bones out, and half the dogs in the village came to smell the smell. They scared the Huo family kid so much that he climbed up a tree and hid for half a day, not daring to come down. In the end, Wu Changgui had to build a ladder and carry him down."

"I heard that you even had Xu Mingyang feeding bones to the dogs under the tree, and that you also tried to persuade the little kid who was ambushing the Huo family kid. The kid's troops felt that he was not very impressive, so they dispersed right there on the spot."

The young soldiers who had been charging into battle dispersed, and the Huo family boy couldn't find anyone to ambush him. The next day, he was pinned to the mud and beaten by the triumphant Xu Mingyang. Finally, he walked home with tears and snot all over his face.

Before everyone in the village had even finished dinner that day, they almost knew about the joke. When Mrs. Huo ran into Sang Zhixia in the fields, she burst out laughing.

Sang Zhixia blushed a little.

This is not a glorious thing, and it is embarrassing to say it out loud.

Sang Zhixia said with all her might, "I should have stayed out of this, but didn't Huo rely on his numbers to keep quiet?"

"Besides, I'm not the only one who came up with a crooked idea."

Xu Yu was also involved in this matter.

Xu Mingyang was beaten during the day, and when he came back at night, Xu Yu took him to teach him how to defeat the enemy. He rushed out for actual combat at dawn the next day, and then came back at night to continue training.

Not to mention her and Xu Yu, as far as she knew, the Huo family didn't just stand by and watch!

Sang Zhixia shrunk her neck and muttered, "Mrs. Huo's brother from her mother's side is an escort agent for the escort agency. I heard he's very skilled and can beat eight people on his own!"

"Mrs. Huo told me that day that in order to let her son beat Xu Mingyang to the ground and avenge his previous humiliation, she even specially called her brothers from her mother's family to stay with her for a few days, just to teach Huo the kid how to win."

She said with a bit of pride: "But we don't lack someone to guide us."

"Grandfather, look, isn't Xu Mingyang's training with Xu Yu more effective than Huo's? They fought again yesterday, and our Xu Mingyang won!"

At least the winner now is Xu Mingyang!

Sang Zhixia's pride was written all over her face, and she looked like she couldn't wait to stand up and wag her tail.

Aunt Xu listened for a long time and couldn't help laughing any longer. She took a breath to suppress her laughter and said, "You're still praising me."

"You don't even know how cocky Xu Mingyang has been these past few days. What will happen if you continue praising him?"

Xu Wenxiu also laughed: "A few days ago, when I couldn't win, I felt like a frost-bitten eggplant when I entered the house. But lately, I've been like the big rooster raised by the village chief, with its tail raised high."

The love and hatred between children come and go quickly. Adults watch the fun with laughter, give advice and suggestions behind their backs, and the little kids fight with each other every day.

After the fight, he didn't seem to hold a grudge and even broke a piece of cake into pieces to share the food, which shows that he was indeed indestructible.

Sang Zhixia chuckled and stopped being complacent. He cleared his throat and brought the subject back to the topic: "Grandfather, this time my suggestion is not a crooked one, it's a serious one."

The old man looked at her with a smile: "Tell me about it, I want to hear how serious it is."

"Grandfather, why don't you become a teacher at the village school?"

"Village school?"

"Yeah."

Tired of squatting, Sang Zhixia simply pulled a small stool and sat down next to the old man, analyzing seriously: "There is no village school in our village, but there is one in the next village!"

"Xu Yu had even made special inquiries before. The village school was run by two villages together. Two years ago, a failed scholar taught there. Three months ago, that scholar left the village, and the village school was left without a teacher. The students who had been studying there also packed up their things and went back home to farm."

The old man was born into a military family, but as a talented person from a noble family, he was proficient in both civil and military affairs, and his own talent and knowledge were not comparable to that of a failed scholar.

Not to mention teaching the children in the village, even teaching the prince is definitely possible.

Seeing the old man's eyes move, Sang Zhixia gathered all her strength and continued: "In the beginning, the two villages worked together to run the village school in order to give the children who couldn't leave the village a chance to learn to read and write. But once the scholar left, all the plans were shattered."

"Grandfather, if you don't mind the hard work, why don't you think about this?"

The old man remained silent for a long time, his thoughts lingering. Xu Yu, who was chopping wood nearby, interrupted him, saying, "I've asked the village school and the village head. They're short of teachers, but they can't afford the tuition. If we delay any longer, those aspiring students will probably have no hope at all."

Sang Zhixia clenched her left fist and smashed it against her right palm, her face filled with grief and indignation. "Grandfather, this sounds too harsh. Would you consider this?"

Xu Yu also hinted, "If Grandfather is interested, why don't I go to the village chief's house and ask him now?"

The two of them sang in unison without any intention to hide their feelings, and their acting was quite poor. The people who were listening saw through the trick at a glance, but on second thought they thought it was a good idea.

The old man can't sit still. He can't go to the fields or do any physical work. Maybe he is so angry every day that he just stays at home and scolds Uncle Xu three times a day when he has nothing to do.

It doesn't take much effort to go to the village school to teach, and it happens to be what the old man likes. If he caters to his taste, won't Uncle Xu San have to avoid being scolded?

Before the old man could say anything, Uncle Xu, who had been scolded for a long time, was the first to stand up: "I think it's okay!"

"Father, teaching and educating people is a good thing. Your presence can not only solve the urgent needs of the village school, but also..."

"It can solve your urgent problem again."

The old man interrupted him faintly and said lightly, "Are you eager for me to go sooner?"

"Am I bothering you at home?"

Uncle Xu was completely speechless with his mouth wide open. He grabbed the back of his head, turned around on the spot, and decisively picked up the hoe on the ground.

"I'm going to dig the ground."

Uncle Xu walked away in a panic. Sang Zhixia struggled to suppress a laugh. "Grandfather, the students in the village school send their tuition to the teacher. I heard that quite a few of them every year."

"You really don't want to think about it?"

The old man was so angry that he laughed.

The old man looked at Sang Zhixia and then at Xu Yu, knowing that these two might have come up with this idea at any time. After a moment of silence, he laughed and said, "Little girl, you're plotting against me."

"Do you want the small amount of money I brought back?"

Sang Zhixia said with a serious expression: "Grandfather, what are you saying? What do you give me that I don't want?"

"Then go and write today's big characters well."

The old man stood up with a kind and loving smile: "I have some free time today, so I'll add another article."

"Yu'er, you write too."

"I'm going to go out for a walk and come back later."

The old man walked out of the door with a smile on his face, and seemed to be heading towards the village chief's house.

It's done.

Sang Zhixia was just about to turn around and give a high five to Xu Yu, who was also punished to write big characters, when the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the door.

Xu Minghui walked in wiping the sweat off his face, and greeted everyone one by one amidst Aunt Xu's surprised voice, and winked at Xu Yu calmly.

Xu Yu leaned close to Sang Zhixia's ear and said, "I brought back some things when I was chopping wood in the mountains. I put them on the cabinet in the house. Would you like to take a look?"

Sang Zhixia could tell at a glance that the two were going to gossip behind others' backs.

But it doesn't matter.

She wasn't interested in secrets.

She deliberately tilted her head to look at Xu Yu: "What shameful things are you talking about?"

Xu Yu chuckled softly: "It's a secret, a secret I don't want you to know for the time being."

He was so frank that Sang Zhixia suddenly didn't want to know anymore.

Sang Zhixia clapped her hands and went into the house to look for treasure.

Xu Minghui walked out of the courtyard first, and Xu Yu followed him out.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Xu Minghui handed the things in his arms to Xu Yu and said with a frown, "Chen Nianhe wants to see you."