The Wei family sat together at the dining table, with Wang Ling and Li Sanpang also sitting there. The Wei family did not have the habit of children not sitting at the table, and the table at the Wei family's house was large enough.
Li Sanpang, sitting at the dinner table, still felt a little awkward. Grandma Yu and Wang Zhenhua kept putting food on Wang Ling's plate and serving her chicken soup.
Seeing that everyone was eating, the old man slowly spoke to his family:
"The school's paperwork is done, and the list of applicants is right here with me. If any of you want to become teachers, you can just leave your names here and I'll fill them in."
"The school hasn't been built yet, and we'll probably have to wait until spring to talk about it, otherwise it'll be too cold inside and not suitable for teaching."
After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Ling. He had asked Qian Manman before and knew that Qian Manman did not want to be a teacher.
Upon hearing this, Wang Ling became somewhat indignant and said happily to Old Master Yu:
"Godfather, then please give me my name. It'll be good for me to earn some work points for the family. Even if I'm pregnant, it won't stop me from teaching the children, and it will save everyone a lot of trouble."
Grandpa Yu nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Wang Zhenhua. Wang Zhenhua was actually only at the middle school level, so if he wanted to become a teacher at Kaijian Primary School, it wouldn't be a problem.
After all, the entire list is now in the old man's hands. Wang Zhenhua was initially taken aback, then said:
"Godfather, I won't go. The weaving group is fine. Besides, when the primary school opens, Wei Mo, Xiao Min, and Xiao Hui can all go to school."
"Wang Ling can take care of things then. Manman and Xiuxiu, aren't you going?"
After answering the old man's question, Wang Zhenhua looked at Li Xiuxiu and Qian's mother, only to see that both of them shook their heads.
Li Xiuxiu, standing to the side, slowly spoke to Wang Zhenhua:
"Sister Wang, I won't go. It's not really convenient."
Her words carried a deeper meaning, but Wang Zhenhua understood them instantly, and she nodded:
"It's fine if you don't go. Anyway, there's still plenty of work to do at home, and we need your help."
After Wang Zhenhua finished speaking to Li Xiuxiu, he looked at Qian Manman, who seemed a little embarrassed. She said shyly:
"Sister Wang, can I not go? I don't want to be a teacher. I just want to stay home and cook three meals a day for everyone, and earn some work points in the weaving group. Is that okay?"
Qian Manman seemed somewhat humble, after all, cooking was her hobby, and if she really had a choice, she would definitely not become a teacher.
Wang Zhenhua was also somewhat surprised upon hearing this, and quickly said:
"Of course you can. The family can't do without you. If you become a teacher, who will cook for everyone? After all, we don't have your cooking skills."
Hearing Wang Zhenhua say this, Qian Manman smiled happily:
"Okay, then I won't go."
After everyone had expressed their opinions, the old man nodded:
"Alright, let's submit Wang Ling's name then. Do you have any other candidates?"
The group looked at each other; they were a family, and they didn't know anyone else. They all shook their heads.
The old man was in a dilemma. If he had to say who had the highest level of knowledge in the village, it would definitely be these educated youth.
But the educated youth were all unwilling, and he seemed somewhat troubled. Wei Mo, who was standing to the side, seemed to have seen through Old Master Yu's thoughts and offered him some advice:
"Grandpa, you can let the newly arrived educated youth, Zhou Fen and Li Taiping, be teachers. But I guess Li Taiping won't be too willing. But Zhou Fen should be fine."
When the old man heard Wei Mo's words, he remembered that there were two other educated youths. He nodded.
However, there is still some difficulty:
"Even if we add the two of them, there will only be three teachers. There are only four spots available, and we can't even fill all the spots."
Hearing the old man say this, Wei Mo spoke up from the side:
"Grandpa, there aren't many children in total. Let's set up a primary school in our village and start with a few teachers. We can find more teachers later when we have enough. Let's get the primary school up and running first."
Wei Mo didn't really have a strong desire to go to school, but he couldn't let the children in the village not even know how to count, could he?
There was no primary school in the village, and in this day and age, people don't have such a high demand for knowledge. They even think that even if they learn knowledge, they still have to go to the countryside to work.
Therefore, we don't know the villagers' reaction to the schooling issue yet; the old man will have to step in and resolve it.
The old man was no longer anxious after hearing Wei Mo's words, since he only needed to teach Chinese and math and didn't need to teach anything else.
Furthermore, there aren't that many children in the village, so two teachers can manage.
As the old man finished speaking, the topic at the dinner table returned to Wang Ling's pregnancy. Grandma Yu and Wang Zhenhua kept reminding Li Sanpang of things to be careful about:
"Sanpang, my daughter is pregnant now and needs to eat some nutritious food. Could you try to get her some? If you don't have any, remember to come over and get some. Zhenhua, you don't mind, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenhua quickly shook his head:
"No, godmother, what are you saying? What opinion could I possibly have? You can make the decision. Anyway, we don't lack food at home. After all, we are still Wang Ling's family."
But Li Sanpang shook his head when he heard this. He was a man, how could he rely on his wife's family?
He felt awkward and thought he would never be able to repay the debt in his lifetime. He stood up awkwardly and assured Grandma Yu:
"Godmother, don't worry, I will definitely work hard. If it doesn't work out, I will go to the city to find a part-time job. I promise to raise Wang Ling to be plump and healthy."
Hearing Li Sanpao's words, Wang Ling laughed awkwardly and glared resentfully at Li Sanpang. At this moment, Old Master Yu spoke up:
“Just take it when I tell you to. Don’t be so hesitant. It’s not for you, it’s for my daughter to supplement her nutrition. We don’t need Wang Ling’s food at home.”
"Besides, your sister Wang has no objections. Just be nicer to your sister Wang in the future."
Li Sanpang was a little embarrassed, standing there unsure how to answer; he was somewhat of a chauvinist.
Wang Lin was deeply grateful for the kindness shown to him by the Wei family and Old Master Yu, but he still wanted to support his wife and children on his own.
Wang Ling seemed to have seen through Li Sanpang's thoughts, but she didn't say much. She planned to go home and talk to Li Sanpang in detail, after all, the two were husband and wife.
Moreover, life is quite sweet now. Even if Li Sanpang is a chauvinist, it's fine. We can secretly keep it from him. If all else fails, we can ask Xiao Weimo to help us think of a solution.
After all, the topic of Wei Mo being a child prodigy had already spread throughout the village, and Wang Ling was someone who knew Wei Mo's family well.
She's practically family to Wei Mo, so she knows about his abilities. Given the relationship between Wang Ling and Wei Mo's family, Wei Mo will likely help her man.
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