Sure enough, upon hearing this, Sun Xiaohu, who had been hesitant and unable to believe it, immediately widened his eyes and said with a beaming smile, "Master Zhang, I, I will come and study with them tomorrow."
After saying that, he ran towards his home without looking back. His short legs moved with incredible speed, and his excited voice could be heard from afar, "Grandma, Teacher Zhang wants me to learn to read too!"
Hearing the cheers and jubilation, Jiang Yimian's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
Seeing that Da Mao and Er Mao had happily run home, Zhang Xiucai stroked his beard and smiled, "It's good that I can teach the village children to read. My old bones can still be of some use."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Jiang Yimian with concern, hesitatingly saying, "Jiang girl, what I just said was that I didn't want tuition fees..."
Jiang Yimian just smiled and waved her hand, "It's okay, Uncle Zhang, don't worry about it. It's my idea to give you the tuition fee, you don't need to feel that it's unfair to us."
She understood what Zhang Xiucai meant; it would be unfair to the children not to accept their tuition fees now.
But she knew that if Scholar Zhang were to charge tuition, no matter how much, it would keep some children out. Only by not charging tuition would those children have a chance to learn a few words.
The amount of grain given to Zhang Xiucai was not much to her, and she didn't care much about it, especially when she saw the smiling faces of the children.
However, she wasn't very optimistic about it.
After all, the villagers' mindset cannot be changed overnight. Rather than wasting time learning to read, they would rather do more chores at home.
So what if we don't charge tuition? Everyone's worried about whether they can have enough to eat, who has the time to learn to read?
From the conversation between the village chief and Zhang Xiucai, she could also discern the views of most people in Qingshi Village regarding education.
On the way back to the small depression, the children were very happy, chattering about wanting to learn to read with more friends. Their eyes were full of longing, and they showed no sign of aversion.
Jiang Yimian was somewhat surprised and looked at Xiao Nuan'er curiously, asking, "You're not angry with Sun Xiaohu anymore?"
She remembered that although the last time she was wronged, the Sun family apologized, but Xiao Nuan'er was still full of anger at the time, and said that she would not forgive the Sun family. She was not going to forget so quickly.
Xiao Nuan'er said earnestly, "Brother said that I can choose not to forgive them, but they also have the right to learn to read and study. There is no conflict between them."
Besides, Xiao Nuan'er can ignore Sun Xiaohu and play with her other friends.
Although she felt wronged by being falsely accused, she didn't hold a grudge.
Da Ya, standing to the side, nodded repeatedly, her chubby face full of seriousness.
Jiang Yimian just smiled and patted Xiao Nuan'er and Daya's heads, her gaze falling on the two people following Lu Cijian in front of her.
Gou Sheng was gesturing wildly to the side, while Xiao Ye watched quietly with a smile on her lips. She had changed a lot, becoming more composed, only occasionally revealing the mischievous side that she originally had as a child.
Jiang Yimian pondered Xiao Nuan'er's words and found them to be very reasonable. She never expected that Xiao Ye, a child who was only six years old, could say such a thing.
He is indeed a promising student, especially after learning a lot from Zhang Xiucai these past few days. He understands more and has developed the demeanor of a scholar.
As she was thinking, looking at the tall, straight back in the middle, she felt as if she had forgotten something, but she couldn't quite remember it.
She simply stopped worrying about it and couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore.
The group quickly led the mule back to the small depression.
Because of the mules, it was not convenient to go through the cave, so the group took a longer route down the mountain.
Fortunately, the road had been repaired by Old Liu and his companions long ago, and all the vines and trees along the way had been cleared away, so it was easy to walk with the mules, except for an extra 25 minutes of travel time.
However, two quarters of an hour is not a problem for them. With mules, they don't need to carry baskets down the mountain on their backs anymore, and it might even be faster than before.
When Zhao Dashu and his companions saw the mule, their eyes lit up with joy. After learning that the helpers had been chosen, they were full of energy and repeatedly assured that they would do a good job of delivering the goods to the restaurant and would also urge Xiao Zhang and the others not to reveal the method of making konjac.
Seeing that the others had put away their usual carefree attitude and were all serious, Jiang Yimian nodded, gave them a few more reminders, and then unloaded the ducklings and piglets from the cart.
Zhao Xing'er looked at the ten spirited ducklings with a happy expression. She herded the ducklings into the straw shed and happily gave Jiang Yimian a copper coin. "Yimian, the ducklings you picked are really good. Once they grow a little bigger, they can go to the stream to find food on their own."
She has quite a few rabbits in her thatched shed, but only two chickens, both of which are laying hens, kept there to collect eggs.
Every time she saw Liu Xiaoyun's flock of chickens, she was incredibly envious. However, her family only had hens, and their eggs couldn't hatch into chicks. In addition, she simply didn't have the patience to hatch chicks, so she gave up the idea of raising chickens.
I've been looking forward to buying some ducks to raise, otherwise the lotus pond and stream in the small depression would be wasted. It's just a pity that I haven't been able to find anyone selling ducklings. Today, I finally have some ducklings.
Seeing how impatient the other was, Liu Xiaoyun and Wang Fengqin just smiled and helped settle the ducklings. Then, the families worked together to build a simple straw shed in the Jiang family's yard to house the two piglets.
Fortunately, there are many people in the small depression, and the firewood that was cut down a few days ago has not yet been sawed, and there are many woven straw beds in the cellar that can be used directly.
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