Chapter 147 The whole village was shocked

Liu Huakang was very enthusiastic about his work. He sent the lecture schedule to Jiugong the next day, and then he started giving lectures according to the schedule from the third day.

At the same time, with the deliberate publicity of his wife Deng Changqing, basically everyone in the village knew the news.

Then, the whole village was shocked! Most villagers couldn't understand why Deng Shirong did this. You know, the tuition and accommodation fees for high school are only 19.5 yuan per semester, and the tuition and accommodation fees for junior high school and elementary school are even lower.

But even so, not every household in the village has the ability to send their children to school.

Even if they send their children to school, they will only send their sons to school. Daughters will sooner or later go to other families. Many parents don’t even give them the chance to go to elementary school.

In contrast, Deng Shirong not only made each of his seven children study until they no longer wanted to study, but he also spent 20 yuan every month to hire someone to give his children lessons. This attitude of devoting all one's efforts to cultivating children's reading is really rare in rural areas in this era.

Deng Shirong's behavior shocked the villagers, and they didn't quite understand why. They thought Deng Shirong was just wasting money.

After all, when you send your children to school, the teachers will give lectures. Why do you need to hire someone else to give lectures? Wouldn't it be better to use the money to buy meat? Even if you eat half a pound of meat every day, you can't spend the 20 yuan in a month. Isn't this a hundred times better than hiring someone to give lectures? Of course, not everyone is so short-sighted. A small number of families in the village praised Deng Shirong's approach after learning about it.

At the same time, Liu Huakang, who was originally a marginal figure in the village, became the focus of discussion in the whole village because of this incident.

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After going back to shovel the mountain and helping his family plant rice seedlings, Bu Dashi went to his uncle's house again to learn how to cook.

Cooking really requires talent. People with good talent can learn quickly and synchronize their hands and eyes, while people with poor talent often have the eyes to cook but not the hands.

Bu Dashi has a pretty good talent. After learning from his cousin for a while, he can now cook some home-cooked dishes better than most people in the village.

Seeing that his nephew had a certain foundation, and Deng Shirong also hoped that his eldest daughter could spend more time concentrating on her studies, he personally taught his nephew how to cook.

Deng Shirong taught his nephew without reservation how to cut vegetables, which vegetables need to be blanched, which vegetables need to be fried, how to control the heat when stir-frying, what seasoning to add and when, as well as the combination of dishes and some special cooking techniques.

With the guidance of his uncle, Bu Dashi's cooking skills are getting better day by day.

As for Jiang Dehu and Bu Dafang, the couple were not idle either. In addition to watering and fertilizing the already planted Guiwei lychees and other fruit trees, they also planted a lot of watermelons in the open space between the fruit trees. Except for going back to their uncle's house to take a bath and sleep at night, they spent the rest of their time on the lychee mountain.

They didn't even come back for lunch, so Bu Dashi, who had nothing to do, would bring it to them.

Their uncle paid the couple 60 yuan a month, so of course they wanted to be worthy of the pay and worked hard to take good care of the fruit trees.

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"Jiu Gong!"

On this day, Deng Shirong was preparing to go to his own lychee mountain to check on the growth of the lychee trees. When passing by a slope, a woman in her thirties with a big belly greeted him.

The woman's surname was Zhang and she was the seventh child in her natal family, so everyone in the village called her Zhang Qi.

Judging from Zhang Qi’s big belly, she should be about to give birth, but she is still weeding in the field with a hoe.

This kind of thing would never happen in later generations. For pregnant women in later generations, it would be considered very good if they could walk without the support of their husbands at this time.

Although this kind of thing is very normal in this era, Deng Shirong still couldn't help but say, "Ah Zhang Qi, you're about to give birth, why are you still weeding by yourself? Just let your Ah Chun do this!"

Zhang Qi forced a smile and said, "He has other work to do, just weeding. I can still do it now."

Deng Shirong didn't know what to say, so he just said, "Be careful, and go back if you feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Qi said gratefully: "I see, thank you Jiugong!"

Deng Shirong nodded at her and continued walking towards his own Litchi Mountain, thinking of what happened to A Zhangqi in his previous life.

After A Zhangqi married Deng Changchun, she gave birth to five children in less than ten years. Her birth frequency was still very good. Unfortunately, all her children were daughters, which made her unable to hold her head up in her husband's family. She was scolded by her mother-in-law every now and then, and she dared not say a word.

After all, let alone this era, even in rural areas of later generations, there are still many people who stubbornly believe that it is the woman’s fault if she cannot give birth to a son, and they do not understand that having a son or a daughter is entirely the man’s problem.

It was not until the sixth pregnancy, when A Zhangqi gave birth to a son, that her status in her husband's family improved slightly.

I wonder how many babies she is carrying now?

Thinking about these things in his mind, Deng Shirong soon arrived at Litchi Mountain, his home.

Now is the season when all things come back to life and it is the peak growth period for various plants. The thorny plants planted before have begun to grow rapidly. I believe that by this time next year, the orchard will be able to be initially enclosed.

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Walking up the mountain along the trapezoidal road, we saw that the Guiwei lychee seedlings were all full of vitality. The watermelon seedlings had also grown out and were fertilized with wood ash and farmyard manure. It was obvious that his niece and her husband had really not been idle during this period and had made a significant contribution to his orchard.

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"Uncle, why are you here?"

Seeing Deng Shirong coming up, Jiang Dehu and Bu Dafang, who were weeding, quickly put down their hoes and greeted him.

Deng Shirong said, "Come and have a look when you have nothing to do. You don't have to make yourself so tired. Why stay in the mountains all day? This work will never be finished. Just like this grass, you can let it grow a little taller before you weed it. It won't affect the growth of the saplings."

Jiang Dehu chuckled and said, "Uncle, we are not working hard. When we see the grass growing, we can't help but want to hoe it away."

Deng Shirong looked at the sun in the sky and said, "The weather is going to get hotter. All the trees on the mountain have been cut down, and there is no place to provide shade. It seems that we should build the house in advance. Otherwise, when June and July come, you will be exposed to the sun for a long time on the mountain. How can you bear it?"

Jiang Dehu and Bu Dafang had long known that their uncle wanted to build one or two houses on the mountain, and had reserved the space for the houses in advance.

Hearing their uncle say this, their eyes lit up. Although they were not afraid of hard work, they also knew how strong the sun was in June and July. If they had a house to provide shade and take a temporary rest, that would be perfect.

So, Bu Dafang said positively: "Uncle, if we want to build a house, I think we can just build a wooden house. It's easy to build and doesn't cost much. We can build it in our spare time if we have wood."

Deng Shirong also knew that it was too wasteful to build a bungalow on the mountain at this time, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask someone to bring the materials and tools up, and then send Dashi over to help you. Build a wooden house first, and then tear it down and build two bungalows later."

(End of this chapter)