On this day, many villagers were paying attention to Leng Qiuniang's private school. Many of them were waiting outside the private school, but at this time, neat and loud readings came from the private school.

"At the beginning of man, one's nature is good..."

The villagers outside looked at each other silently, and the sound was naturally familiar to them. Although they couldn't understand what they were chanting inside, this was how the private school next door read.

But unlike the private school next door, this is the little girl's crisp and pleasant voice.

Some of the girls' parents did not leave. Listening to the sound of the recitation, they were inexplicably excited and a little proud. Among them was the daughter of their family.

In the following days, Leng Qiuniang was busy teaching the little girls to read and read. Since most girls had to help with housework, after some discussion, private schools usually go to class later in the morning and finish school in the afternoon and early in the afternoon.

This is almost three hours of class time, and the time is obviously not enough, but most girls are very attentive to listen to the class. Although they are not like other private schools, they have books in their hands and no brushes, and ink allows them to write, they are really content.

After all, there are a few girls who can read and read in the villages. If they don’t have enough time in private schools, they will go home and practice on the ground.

Unlike the busyness of private schools, the village is like a pot of tea.

Many villagers heard that the private school run by Leng Qiuniang teaches on the wall, and the students write in the sand, which is a bit ridiculous. What did the so-called just taking someone to a private school mean?

Not to mention, there is no need to spend money like this, and you don’t even need to buy books. You can save on pens, ink, paper and inkstones. You can write them directly on the wall and in the sand pile. What money do you have to spend?!

"Everyone says Niu Dali is honest and honest. I think it's just like that, I don't even have books. That's a nonsense private school, so I just pretend to be!"

"Who said no, it's okay to write on the wall, but let the children write on the sand. This is the first time I have heard of such a private school!"

For a time, many people were watching the show, but some sarcastic discussions were inevitable.

But the villagers who worked in the workshop were not convinced. Although the private schools run by the boss were indeed different from other private schools, at least they really had to teach their children to read and read.

You should know that when your daughter comes back from a private school, she recites some poems and teaches her younger brothers and sisters to write. They have seen it with their own eyes.

Besides, those who say that the boss is stingy and are not afraid of being afraid of being fooled. Let me ask, is there any rich man in the village who is willing to run a private school for the children of the people?”

No!

Not to mention running a private school, ordinary rich men have not exploited the people below, nor have they deducted any of the money from the people below, and they are not deducting any monthly money for the people below. Even if someone is willing to run a private school, it will only pay for money to build a private school, but the money they should still have to be collected.

This soul-like question suddenly made many villagers speechless.

But the scholars in the village shook their heads after hearing this, "Studying like this is just a joke."

Even an old boy in his fifties in the village sneered and said, "It's simply a misleading child!"

But no matter how others talked about it, Leng Qiuniang still focused on teaching and turned a deaf ear to the outside world's arguments. Niu Dali and Li Xianglan listened to these things from Aunt Wang's house, but they did not tell Leng Qiuniang these bad remarks to avoid Leng Qiuniang being distracted.

Erya is now the small class monitor in a private school, with more than 30 people under her command, but she is so proud that she is not sure what she is. She always holds her little head and takes small steps, following Xiu'er, the little deputy class monitor next to her.

But after working for less than two days, this little girl was about to give up.

Niu Dali didn't know what this little girl was thinking. The original intention of insisting on going to a private school was to show off in front of her friends, but she never thought that the burden of being a class monitor was a bit heavy, so she wanted to quit.

Of course, Niu Dali was no longer as willing as Erya. No matter how cute Erya is, he still let Erya go to a private school to attend class.

Anyway, it means that you make an appointment by yourself. It’s not right. It’s an opportunity you have to get, and you have to go up and down even if you have tears in your eyes.

At the end of March, a banquet was held, and Niu Dali invited all the villagers who worked in the workshop. This banquet was like a start-up banquet. Many women heard that the workshop was about to start work and were so excited that they blushed with excitement.

After waiting for so long, the work is finally about to start. Although their men are working in the fields of flowers and some are working in wastelands, they are so idle that they are busy. They used to be busy in the workshop every day, but the day passes in the blink of an eye. Now they are idle at home and feel like they live a life of the year.

At this banquet, all the women were talking about their daughters. They didn't expect that their daughter had only been in a private school for half a month, and they were a little different. They couldn't say anything different, they just felt it.

"I told my boss a few days ago, but he didn't believe it, and he said I had read it wrong!"

"Yes, yes, I said that my daughter may have grown up, but she has not grown up. How could we not know when we are mothers?"

"The man's mind is not as delicate as ours. I see, our daughter must be different from before!"

"After you say this, I feel that my eldest daughter is a little different. You also know that my daughter speaks loudly, like a boy, but now she speaks softly and always says something I understand but not understand!"

A rough woman was mentioned by the women around her, and she also remembered something wrong with her daughter recently.

Then, the women started to discuss. Although they did not discuss why their daughters became different from before, each of them was very clear-headed. Their daughters changed after they went to a private school.

"Actually, I'm going to tell you that my boss taught on the wall and the children wrote on the sand table. My sister-in-law and sister-in-law often used this to ruin me. I really didn't want my Xiaocui to go to the private school at that time." Wang Er's wife was secretly glad.

"Who said no, I almost..." Another woman thought of something and stroked her chest gently, "It was almost stopped by my man, otherwise I would regret it!"

In fact, people who have this idea are not talking less.

After Leng Qiuniang's private school was taught on the wall, all the scholars in the village said that such a private school would only delay their children and would also ask their children to go to their boss's private school in the future.

If they hadn't later considered that the private school was run by the boss, they might have been afraid that their daughter would have gone to the private school.
Chapter completed!