Feeling the pain coming from his buttocks, it felt like being tickled, but Wei Mo kept begging for mercy. In reality, he was just playing around with Qian Manman.
"Aunt Manman, I was really wrong. I will never say that you should get married in front of Grandma and Grandpa again."
Qian Manman watched Xiao Weimo's mischievous appearance. Although her hands were waving around, she didn't use any force when she hit his bottom.
Upon seeing this, Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui rushed over and stopped Qian Manman from taking action.
"Aunt Manman, please stop hitting him! Look, your little brother is about to cry. Please let him go."
After Wei Xiaomin finished speaking, Wei Xiaohui nodded and said:
"Aunt Manman, please stop hitting! Let's play together! Let's play hopscotch!"
Wei Xiaohui stepped forward and grabbed Qian Manman's hand that was hitting Wei Mo, trying to pull Qian Manman away.
Seeing Wei Mo's two older sisters showing concern for him, Qian Manman turned Wei Mo around, pinched his tender little face, and shook it from side to side as she pinched him, saying to him:
"Look, Xiao Weimo, how much your two older sisters love you."
After Wei Mo turned over, he smiled especially happily, enjoying this kind of family affection.
Seeing Qian Manman being pulled away by her two older sisters to play hopscotch, Wei Mo ran over as well.
Time flies, and the old man brought back news that brought joy to some and sorrow to others in Wei Mo's family.
The school has been built, and even the desks and chairs have been arranged. It's just waiting for the start of the semester.
Today, Grandpa Yu held a meeting at the brigade headquarters and decided that the school could start tomorrow.
The teachers have been chosen: Zhou Fen, Wang Ling, and Sun Guilan, who is already married in the village.
The principal is naturally Old Master Yu, and there are only three teachers. After all, there aren't many children in the village. If children from nearby villages also come to school in the future, we can consider adding a few more teachers.
There are only forty or fifty children in the whole village now, so three teachers are enough.
Moreover, everyone is starting from scratch and must begin learning from the first grade. Regardless of age, as long as one is of school age, they must attend the classes, as Wei Mo had previously instructed.
Although the villagers had some objections, they were still carrying out the plan diligently.
Upon learning that school was about to start, Wei Mo gave his two older sisters, Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui, the small schoolbags he had prepared in advance. Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui were very happy to see the pretty schoolbags.
Wei Xiaohui carried it directly on her back, and then went to a small mirror in the room to look at herself.
After putting on her schoolbag, Wei Xiaomin started running outside, wanting to show off her new schoolbag to her friends.
Her friends are now Wei Mo's underlings, so they are extremely respectful to Wei Xiaomin. After all, she is the eldest brother's older sister, so they are like the eldest brother and sister.
Although it was just children playing around, they were indeed much more respectful to Wei Xiaomin now. At least now, no one dares to bully Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui.
Wang Zhenhua watched his second daughter run away and shook his head. Wei Xiaomin was just too lively, always making a fuss and only thinking about playing. She should be sent to school to study properly.
Wei's mother then looked at her eldest daughter, Wei Xiaohui, who was looking in the mirror. Wei Xiaohui was much less of a worry for her, as she was quiet and well-behaved every day.
However, she was also a little worried and hoped that Wei Xiaohui would be more innocent and cheerful like Wei Xiaomin.
That's how mothers are; they always have endless worries. But when Wang Zhenhua saw her son, her eyes were filled with joy.
My own son is the best; he makes everything I do so worry-free.
She walked to Wei Mo's side with a smile, picked up his schoolbag to help him put it on, and kept muttering to herself:
"Son, you must study hard at school and listen to your teachers, okay?"
Wei Mo rolled his eyes when he heard this. He had a university degree, after all. How could he be asked to study properly in elementary school? What was he supposed to learn?
It's estimated that Wei Mo's level is high enough to teach these teachers without any problem, given his vast knowledge base.
However, he still nodded to Wang Zhenhua before speaking:
"Mom, don't worry, I'll bring you first place every day when I go to school."
Wang Zhenhua laughed, a very happy laugh, and he believed Wei Mo's words. With his son being so smart, who could possibly surpass him?
Now, everyone in the village wants Wei Mo to come up with ideas, which is a topic that everyone agrees on. Behind his back, the whole village calls Wei Mo a little prodigy.
Wei Mo bought some pencil cases in his space. In this era, there were no books for school; instead, everyone listened to whatever the teacher said, and there weren't many textbooks available.
Even the few sets of textbooks that the old man had asked someone to transport them back from the Xinhua Bookstore in the provincial capital, so the children didn't have anything at all.
However, Wei Mo had prepared everything exceptionally well: pencils, erasers, pencil sharpeners, grid paper—basically everything he needed.
He also prepared a special set for his eldest and second eldest sisters.
At first, Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui were both very happy, until later Wei Xiaomin got a headache whenever she saw her homework, and even started to complain about Wei Mo. Of course, that's all in the future.
The next morning, after having breakfast, Zhou Fen left Wei Mo's house early because it was her first day at work.
Even though the children hadn't attended school yet, she went there first to greet them.
Grandpa Yu was also exceptionally busy today, as he was organizing the villagers to see which family's child hadn't gone.
Wei Mo and his two siblings were happy as they walked towards school with their backpacks on.
When the three of them arrived at the school, Wang Ling, Zhou Fen, and Sun Guilan were already standing at the school gate waiting for the students.
The school has a total of 5 classrooms, but it is clear that we don't need that many right now, since there are not many students yet, and they are all probably in the first grade.
As more and more children gathered, the children who arrived at the school did not greet others first, but ran to Wei Mo's side.
He circled around Wei Mo and shouted from the side:
"Brother Wei Mo, Brother Wei Mo, you're here to study too. We'll be in the same class from now on. Brother Wei Mo, you have to teach me how to study. My mom said she'd reward me if I did well in my studies."
The little kids standing nearby kept talking about these things, and Wei Mo could only nod in agreement.
Grandpa Yu was overjoyed to see his eldest grandson so popular, and he shouted to the villagers who had brought the child:
"Alright, you can rest assured now that you've dropped your children off here. Go back quickly, we'll prepare to divide them into classes and start lessons."
These parents wanted to continue observing, but when they heard the old man telling them to leave, they had no choice but to turn around and leave the school.
Grandpa Yu, Zhou Fen, Wang Ling, and the others looked at the noisy children and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
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