"It's not that just because you can read and learn, you can definitely avoid something from happening."
But Uncle, if you think about it this way, what if one day a factory in the city is hiring? Under the same conditions and with the same salary, do you think they'd prefer someone like us who can't read or write?
It's not that our fellow villagers are bad, but you know, if we go to work in a factory and can't read, we'll definitely have to be more cautious than others, right?
I dare not touch the machine. If the machine breaks down, I can't understand the instruction manual or the blueprints, so I can only do my own little bit of work.
Let's not talk about anything too far ahead. Whether you can read or fix things, as long as you have something in your mind, whether a machine is malfunctioning or needs someone to convey a message, are you willing to take action and take care of it?
What if the factory needs to write something someday? Wouldn't this be an opportunity?
Even if you don't get a promotion or a raise right away, haven't you made a good impression on your boss? Isn't that an opportunity?
Uncle, I like hardworking and reliable people, but if you had to choose between these two, which one would you prefer?
The only possibility I can think of regarding this knowledge is that the more you absorb, the more you integrate and apply it to your life, the more you will benefit.
In pure theory, Liu Weimin might not have thought much about it, but following the grand vision she had just painted, Liu Weimin suddenly realized, "Oh dear, these big, dumb guys in the village are nothing."
This left me feeling uneasy, and a sense of restlessness was stirring within me.
Seeing that he was interested, I continued briefly.
"Uncle, you can read yourself, so you know how convenient this is. Take the most practical example: writing letters, you don't need to ask anyone for help anymore, right? And you don't need to ask someone to read the letters to you anymore, right?"
"That's true,"
"Of course, Uncle, are you still worried about whether the piglet will survive?"
You know, if there were a book on pig farming here, wouldn't you be able to check it against the book point by point, and then find that this part is different from what the book says, and that part is different from what the book says?
We're not saying everything in the book is correct, but sometimes it can serve as a reference, which is much easier than figuring it out on our own, isn't it?
Liu Weimin didn't understand?
How could that be? He's a veteran and has been the village chief for so many years, so naturally he wouldn't be like the villagers who only have this small patch of sky above their heads.
On the contrary, he agreed with these views. However, he was mild-mannered and had a "live and let live" mentality, believing that avoiding mistakes was a virtue.
His previous character learning was largely driven by the children's interest in listening to stories. Fortunately, the village officials all agreed, so he hardly had any trouble with it.
When it came to watermelons before, he only had a three-minute burst of enthusiasm, and then when he heard that they were grown in other places, he immediately backed down.
He had been pondering the simple conversation he had just had, and even after returning to the village office, he was still reflecting on whether he had been too timid and conservative.
"Weimin, what are you thinking about?"
Liu Weimin has one advantage: he is fully aware of his own shortcomings, so he never keeps things to himself.
"Just now, Xiao Jian told me about the benefits of learning."
Liu Aiguo stared at him intently.
"And then what? Learning, learning to read, of course that's good, what's there to think about?"
There are no more than five literate people in Liujiatun. They know the benefits themselves. They have been poor all these years and have no way to send their children to school. In the past two years, schools have been closed. It is not easy to set up this literacy class. What else is there to worry about?
Liu Weimin waved his hand.
"I tried to talk to them about the things we discussed before, and I saw that they all agreed with it. They talked to me at length, as if they were afraid I wouldn't understand."
The old man next to him snorted softly.
Do you understand? You're pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth!
Last year was such a short time, weren't the changes in those children obvious?
"Tell me, is it better that she used to run around the mountains like an old woman, crying, making a scene, threatening suicide, throwing tantrums without understanding anything, or is it better that she's so clean and sensible now? What, are you blind?"
"Yes, they're right."
Last year we didn't take it seriously enough. Look at that room, all the big and small kids crammed together. Was the teacher there to teach them to recognize characters or to babysit them?
With just a few work points, who could possibly be supported?
The room was filled with people criticizing him, leaving Liu Weimin helpless.
"So what do you mean? Build a few more classrooms and start our own school?"
The group exchanged glances, and Old Man Liu even took a puff of his pipe.
What do you think?
After helping Tan Yajun move, she didn't invite the educated youth from the Li family. She had already anticipated this situation; all the people who came were her friends, so it was a good opportunity to cook a meal together.
The house was cleaned and things were put down early on; she could put them away later.
The food was prepared in advance. Of course, during this lean season, there wasn't much good food. Coarsely ground cornmeal mixed with wild vegetables, steamed dry food, and a pot of egg drop soup made a good meal. The group of friends ate very happily.
Needless to say, Tanya Jun was overjoyed when she moved into her new home.
After everyone else left, leaving only the three friends, they started talking about the topic Liu Weimin had mentioned.
"Mingzhu, are you going back to teach the children?"
Mingzhu hesitated. Her parents weren't here, and she had to take care of the child on her own. Especially now, looking at little Huizhou, who was helping her to walk unsteadily, could she just leave him at home?
Shake your head.
“I’ll go back and discuss it with Dongfang. If we bring this to class, it’s too small. It can’t sit still. It’s just troublemaking.”
"It is indeed a bit small. It would be great if there was a kindergarten."
They all came from the city. There are kindergartens near some factory areas now, but they are not widespread.
Mingzhu simply waved her hand.
"That's overthinking it. There aren't many children here. Every family has children this age, and I think the older children are watching over them. Unless there's really no one else to watch them, they'll bring the children to the fields or carry them on their backs."
"I bet they'd all say I'm being dramatic."
That's the reality. Even in the city, not many families can afford to send their children to kindergarten. One reason is that they can't afford it, and another is that there are many jobs available. Almost every family has someone who can take care of the child, and that doesn't interfere with tidying up the house or doing housework.
Tanya smiled.
"Look at you, you're all trying to persuade me. This is my own life, why should I care what others think? It's not like I'm living for them. Every family has its own difficulties. Other women go to work because their families need them. In your family, Lin Dongfang can obviously handle everything by himself, so why do you care what others say?"
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