Zhang Mengjia was still immersed in the joy of getting the gold. She carefully picked up a gold bar.
"ah……"
Before she could see the small words engraved on the gold, she was hit hard on the back of her head.
Lin Songshan took the newly bought ashtray and smashed it down hard.
The moment it hit, all the love between husband and wife, mutual support, and having children all turned into bubbles and dissipated into the air.
Lin Songshan felt relieved of the depression that had been stuck in his heart for a while.
He still had an elegant smile on his face: "If you like money so much, why go to South City? No one in that poor and remote place can support you."
"Just stay here, stay with me."
Zhang Mengjia covered her head with her hands, red liquid flowed out through her fingers, and the pain made tears well up in her eyes.
"ah!"
"Lin Songshan, are you crazy?"
Lin Songshan leaned over and grabbed Zhang Mengjia's arm with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her bones.
"Let me go. I don't want the gold anymore. Let me go."
Lin Wanru saw the crazy look on Lin Songshan's face, took a step back in fear, accidentally tripped on the threshold, and sat directly on the ground.
The noise here was so loud that the two people confronting each other turned their heads.
Zhang Mengjia looked at Lin Wanru for help as if she had seen a savior.
"Wanru, Wanru, please save my mother and take this lunatic away."
When Lin Songshan heard Zhang Mengjia's shout, he became even more excited and waved his hands even harder.
Zhang Mengjia was beaten so hard that she screamed in agony and soon lay motionless on the ground.
Lin Wanru finally stood up with the help of the door frame and saw Zhang Mengjia lying on the ground, her life or death unknown.
The step she was about to take was like being electrocuted, and she instantly retracted it, and she stumbled out.
Only after she ran out of the Lin family's gate did she dare to scream: "Help! Murder!"
"Hurry up, help!"
"Save my mother..."
Fortunately, there were many people nearby who rushed into the Lin family and subdued the mad Lin Songshan.
Lin Wanru heard the crowd running in and sat down on the ground with her body limp.
She took a long time to calm down before her sobbing stopped.
At this time, the Lin family's yard was in chaos, and someone ran to call the police.
Everyone's attention was attracted by Zhang Mengjia's miserable appearance, and no one paid attention to Lin Wanru who was the first to call for help.
Lin Wanru wiped her tears and stopped looking at the Lin family's yard. She leaned against the wall and left the alley...
When the police arrived, they found only Zhang Mengjia, who had been sent to the hospital and whose life or death was unknown, and Lin Songshan, who looked very pleased.
As for Lin Wanru, her whereabouts are unknown.
No one knew where she had gone.
…
Yanjiang Village.
Li Hong just went back and told Ji Ping that Jiang Ye and others had no problem and could be teachers in Yanjiang Village.
After work in the evening, Ji Ping couldn't wait to hold a meeting in the village.
The three people in the cowshed followed the villagers without knowing why, and followed them to the gate of the village committee, where there was an open space suitable for holding a village meeting.
Ji Ping specifically asked someone to instruct that the three people from the bullpen must be present.
This made Lu Zhian and Du Yun involuntarily think of their last time in Beijing. During those days, they were dragged out for criticism every day and had to write self-criticisms every day.
After they arrived in Yanjiang Village, the team leader had not organized such a criticism and denunciation meeting. They did not have to write self-criticisms, parade through the streets, or have big-character posters taped to their bodies.
Lu Zhian and Du Yun felt that the atmosphere in Yanjiang Village was pretty good, at least not as chaotic as Beijing.
But now, this situation made them inevitably feel uneasy, and they even walked absent-mindedly.
There was a simple platform on the open ground. Before Ji Ping started, he read a few classic quotes from the host.
The villagers in the audience recited aloud along.
Lu Zhian, Du Yun and He Bolin seemed a little out of place in the crowd.
Ji Ping stretched out his hand and pressed it down, and the villagers gradually quieted down.
"Everyone, please listen to me quietly for a few words. We have worked hard all day so we can go back and have dinner early."
Ji Ping clenched his fists, pressed them against his mouth, and coughed softly twice.
"I plan to hire Lu Zhian and Jiang Ye as Chinese teachers for our village primary school, and Du Yun as a math teacher."
"Starting tomorrow, our village primary school will officially open. Families with children of school age can send them to school tomorrow."
The crowd was in an uproar.
Yao Qiyue and Jiang Ye were squeezed in the crowd. What they heard most was that going to school was a waste of work time.
Yao Qiyue couldn't quite understand the villagers' thoughts. If there was a girl in the family, she could still explain it by saying that boys were favored over girls.
But most families don't want to send their children, whether boys or girls, to school.
"Our captain is doing this thankless task again..."
"Yeah, last time, the elementary school teachers left because they couldn't stand the environment just a few days after school started. They wasted a bag of rice at home."
"Who says it's not true? My eldest child is eleven years old this year. He can earn four work points by working in the fields. If he goes to school, my family will lose half a labor force."
It was obvious that Ji Ping on the stage also knew what the villagers were thinking.
But this time he was not in a hurry. He waited until the crowd had finished discussing before he interrupted.
"I know everyone thinks going to school is pointless. It's better to help the family earn a few work points so they can get more food in the fall."
"I tell you, you are short-sighted and can only see the small piece of land in front of your door."
Ji Ping pointed at Jiang Ye in the crowd and said, "Look at that Jiang Ye. Yes, he's the one who stands out from the crowd."
“He’s a college student.”
A young man glanced at Jiang Ye and said dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with college students? Don't college students still work in the fields and earn work points like us?"
When Ji Ping heard the question, he laughed and scolded: "Qian Er, then why don't you ask Jiang Ye how much money he can earn in the city after graduation if he doesn't go to the countryside?"
Jiang Ye cooperated very well with Ji Ping and said in a loud voice: "Even if I don't graduate, I can still earn 500 yuan for one book."
"My wife is even more amazing. She gets six yuan per thousand words, which is a very high fee."
Yao Qiyue couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jiang Ye who was looking up proudly.
"What does six yuan for a thousand words mean?"
"You don't even know this, but just the two of them can earn six dollars for writing a thousand words!"
"Wow, that's a lot. Why would I go to the countryside? I can just stay at home and write every day."
After showing off Yao Qiyue, Jiang Ye said loudly: "My teacher is a university professor. Not only does he have a high salary, but the students he taught are also shining in various industries."
"Back then, countless students wanted to enroll in my major. If you miss this opportunity, you won't have such an easy chance to study under me again in the future."
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