When leaving the commune, Jiang Wanyue asked Secretary Qin for a newspaper.
This was the first time she had published a painting in a newspaper, so of course she had to preserve it well as a souvenir.
When she returned to school, she happened to meet Principal Zheng and Teacher Wan coming to class. When they saw the newspaper, they immediately took it from her hand and read it carefully.
Principal Zheng was shocked and said, "Xiao Jiang's painting was actually published on the front page of the provincial newspaper. It's amazing."
"Teacher Jiang's paintings are so good that I can't take my eyes off them." Teacher Wan asked curiously, "The royalties should be quite high, right?"
Jiang Wanyue did not hide it, took out the post office remittance slip from her pocket, and said with a smile: "Eight dollars."
"So much!" Teacher Wan's eyes widened. "It's equivalent to our two-month allowance. I didn't expect that I could make money by painting."
"I think we need to promote this to the children," Principal Zheng said. "Tell the children that learning knowledge is not useless. As long as you use it properly, you can make some money. I wonder if Teacher Jiang would mind."
In this era, education is suppressed, and the only way to make an appeal is to make money, otherwise children will not take studying seriously.
However, making money is a personal privacy after all, so he has to seek Jiang Wanyue's opinion.
"Of course I don't mind." Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "Let's keep this newspaper in school for now and pass it around to the kids."
As she spoke, she looked at Teacher Wan and said, "Teacher Wan has been substituting for me these days. I will be leaving school soon, so let me substitute for Teacher Wan as well."
Teacher Wan said hurriedly, "You are the one who teaches the children in the morning art class. You have worked hard enough. How can I just leave everything to you?"
Under her insistence, Jiang Wanyue had no choice but to substitute for the third and fourth graders.
Principal Zheng placed the provincial newspaper on the school bulletin board and found a piece of glass from somewhere to separate it from the children's bulletin board to prevent it from getting dirty.
In an instant, all the students in the school knew——
Teacher Jiang’s paintings were published in the provincial newspaper!
Teacher Jiang received eight yuan in royalties!
When Jiang Wanyue was on her way home from school in the afternoon, many villagers came up to her to inquire about the news.
"Teacher Jiang, my kid said you made money by drawing. Did you make eight dollars?"
"Eight yuan! We can't even earn eight yuan a year from farming. Teacher Jiang is really amazing."
"I heard from the commune that they asked Teacher Jiang to paint for the whole commune. He was paid fifty cents for each painting. After all the paintings were completed, Teacher Jiang would have to pay more than ten yuan."
"If I had known this, I should have learned to paint. Wouldn't this good thing have happened to me?"
Jiang Wanyue said to everyone, "Not only can you earn royalties by painting, but you can also write articles and submit them to newspapers. If they are picked up and published, you will also get royalties. So we have to let the children study hard. Even if they don't have a great future, at least they will have a way out in the future. For example, many factories in the city recruit people and they all want junior high school students. It's a good idea to study hard, isn't it?"
Some villagers agreed, but some raised doubts: "But Mr. Jiang, education costs money. The tuition is two or three yuan per semester. If a child goes to junior high school, the family will be broke. Only families with few children can afford to send their children to school. We can't afford it."
Jiang Wanyue looked at everyone and said, "If children don't study, they will be like our ancestors, illiterate, ignorant of reason, and will still be digging in the fields when they grow up, and will never be able to go out and see the world."
Her words made everyone present start to think.
Jiang Wanyue didn't expect that her words could change people, because that was the way the times were.
She only hopes that through subtle influence, these villagers will insist on letting their children finish junior high school. When the college entrance examination is resumed, won’t the opportunity come?
On the way back, Song Huaizhi couldn't help but ask, "Mom, can you really go out and see the world after studying? But why did you end up here after studying?"
"Because Xiaojing Brigade is too backward." Jiang Wanyue said gently, "The country sent us educated youth to the countryside in order to help everyone progress together."
Song Huaizhi seemed to be thinking about something.
After returning home, the mother and son began to prepare dinner.
Jiang Wanyue was picking vegetables in the field when suddenly someone walked in at the door. She looked up and saw that it was her original sister-in-law, Yang Yulan, the eldest sister-in-law of the Song family.
Since traveling through time, Jiang Wanyue has never dealt with her eldest sister-in-law. Her original self also seldom interacted with her sisters-in-law. For a moment, she really didn't know what Yang Yulan was here to do.
She came out of the vegetable garden, wiped her hands and said, "Why is sister-in-law here? Sit down, Huaizhi, go get a glass of water for your aunt."
"No need to bother." Yang Yulan hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard from my father at noon that the brigade is planning to make you the deputy branch secretary. Does that mean your position as teacher will be vacant?"
If Jiang Wanyue was promoted to her existing position, she would not have a say in the position of teacher.
But she is now the incoming deputy branch secretary, a newly created position, which means that she now holds two positions that she can handle on her own.
The words were so clear that Jiang Wanyue naturally understood what the visitor meant. She said, "Teachers are responsible for the great mission of educating students. The candidate for this position is very important. Principal Zheng and I need to make a careful choice."
"It's just teaching first and second graders, anyone in junior high school can do it." Yang Yulan said, holding Jiang Wanyue's hand, "It's like this, Jianguo has found a girlfriend, she has finished junior high school, can write and do math, so she will have no problem teaching children. Otherwise, you can give this job to Jianguo's girlfriend, it's better to keep the wealth within the family."
Song Jianguo, Yang Yulan's eldest son, is eighteen years old this year and is indeed at the age to get married.
Jiang Wanyue initially thought that she wanted Song Jianguo to be her teacher, but she didn't expect that she was actually Song Jianguo's girlfriend.
She patted Yang Yulan's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, I've only been in school for less than a month, so I really can't make the decision on this matter. Besides, Jianguo and that girl have only known each other for more than a month, and their relationship hasn't settled yet. Isn't it inappropriate to give the job of teacher to that girl?"
"It's because the relationship is not settled that we want to let that girl come to our brigade to be a primary school teacher. Isn't this a done deal?" Yang Yulan said as a matter of course, "Wanyue, you have to pay attention to your nephew's marriage. I'll give you a red envelope when the time comes."
Jiang Wanyue smiled and said, "Okay, let the girl go to school next Monday. As long as she can pass the inspection, the matter will be settled."
Yang Yulan immediately smiled and said thank you several times before leaving.
Song Yunying frowned and said, "Mom, I met Jianguo's girlfriend once. She speaks in dialect and beats children. We can't let her go to school to be a teacher. What if she beats her brother?"
Jiang Wanyue chuckled: "Don't worry, it's not that easy."
As he was speaking, someone else came in through the door.
When I looked up, it was Lin Jin.
Lin Jin was still holding a basket of vegetables in his hand. He walked in and put them on the table. He coughed and said, "Wanyue, let's talk."
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