As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 242 The children in our village have books to read
Chapter 242 The children in our village have books to read
Su Lijing was really frightened. She cried and threw herself into her mother's arms. She was whimpering and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
Yang was dumbfounded and patted his back and asked, "Don't you want to learn fortune telling from others? You are too timid to learn."
"I want to learn fortune telling, woo woo, but I don't want to see ghosts... ghosts will eat children, one bite at a time, and I'm scared."
Meng Qiyun wanted to explain, "In fact, ghosts don't eat people," but seeing how miserable he was crying, he probably wouldn't listen, so he gave up.
She fiddled with her bangs guiltily, then took the initiative to touch Su Lijing's arm and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were afraid of ghosts. How about I beat it up to make you angry?"
The kid who was eavesdropping outside stood on end when he heard this, turned around and ran away, cursing at the same time: "You are noble, you are amazing, you caught me dancing and then beat me in turn, won't your conscience hurt?"
Meng Qiyun's expression remained unchanged as he touched Su Lijing again and said, "Just say something."
Su Lijing pouted and shook his head, "No, I won't forgive you unless...unless you teach me fortune telling."
"Why haven't you given up yet?" Meng Qiyun was a little speechless. The little kid was really stubborn. "Forget it, I'll teach you, but I have a request before I teach you."
Su Lijing immediately turned from worry to joy: "What's your request? As long as you don't watch a kid dancing, I can do it!"
"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with ghosts." Meng Qiyun crossed his arms and said seriously: "Before learning fortune telling, you must understand all the words in the book."
Su Lijing's face fell again.
"Hey, why are you crying? I didn't mean to embarrass you. This is how I came here. If you don't believe me, ask my mother."
Su Lijing turned to look at Shen Qingqing, her big black and white eyes full of expectation.
However, Shen Qingqing's answer broke his heart: "Yes, before you learn fortune telling, you have to know the characters. Only after you know the characters can you read the formulas memorized in the book."
Su Lijing was silent, curling her lips and humming for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "Then I'd better not learn..."
"Study, why don't you learn?" Yang said with a look of disapproval, "It just so happens that your father is going to open a private school. You should be his first student and support your family."
"I don't want to learn..." Su Lijing cried.
Meng Qiyun asked him puzzledly: "Why don't you want to learn? In fact, literacy is not particularly difficult. You can learn it with a little effort."
Someone completely forgets his original fear of being dominated by books and opens his eyes to tell lies.
Su Lijing looked at her with tears in her eyes and said aggrievedly: "You don't know, my father is always lying on my bedside reading. Every day when I open my eyes, he will pull me and say, 'Jing'er, we are here today.
I'm scared after reciting the Analects of Confucius, I'm so scared!"
Meng Qiyun: "...It seems a bit scary."
Su Zhuo, the culprit, coughed in embarrassment and his fair face turned the color of pig liver. "Dad was too eager to get things done and ignored your feelings. I apologize to you. I'm sorry. I will never do this again."
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"Jing'er, you see your father has admitted his mistake. How about we forgive him?" Yang advised in a gentle voice: "Even the maids and servants in our Su family are literate, but the master is blind. Rumor has spread.
Aren’t you laughing at me?”
Su Lijing looked around with a bitter look on his face. His father and mother were literate, the little monkey was literate, and his sister was also literate... When he saw Meng Qiyu playing in the corner, his eyes lit up, "What about brother Qiyu? Is he literate?"
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Meng Qi said coolly: "Literacy means not only literacy, but also boxing and archery."
"Oh." Su Lijing wilted. Everyone was literate, but he was the only one who couldn't read. It seemed a bit embarrassing, "Okay then, I'll learn."
Isn't it just a few nightmares? He's not afraid!
Yang poked her man's elbow with joy, "This time Jing'er has become your student, you have to teach her well and don't live up to dad's expectations of you!"
Su Zhuo swallowed nervously, "I, I'll try my best."
At noon, the house-building workers came over for dinner one after another. Shen Qingqing took the opportunity to call Wang Tiezhu into the main room and told him about the Su family's plan to set up a private school in Yanghua Village. Before he could finish speaking, Wang Tiezhu laughed out loud while holding the bowl. The geese quacked.
"Goose goose, it's good to run a private school. It's wonderful to run a private school. Goose goose, after running the private school, the children in our village will be able to study. When the time comes, if the east family has the top prize and the west has the top pick, our village will be developed. Goose Goose..."
He laughed so arrogantly that he accidentally choked his throat, and the noodles he had just sucked into his mouth before he could swallow them spurted out from his nostrils.
The villagers who followed the sound to see the excitement were stunned when they saw this scene. For a moment, they asked Shen Qingqing in stunned silence: "Is the village chief crazy?"
Shen Qingqing got into the habit of being embarrassed, dug her toes on the ground, and laughed dryly: "He's not crazy, he's just too happy." He was so happy that he almost went crazy.
"Folks, I'm so happy. Goose goose, all the children in our village need to read. Goose goose, are you happy?"
The village chief's wife couldn't stand it anymore, so she tore off the noodles hanging under his nostrils, put her hands on her hips and cursed: "You have lived for decades, can you be more careful? Smooth your tongue, be good." say."
"I said Qingqing's friend is going to set up a private school in our village. From now on, the children in our village will have books to study!" Wang Tiezhu responded quickly, holding the bowl and laughing again.
"Really? My little tree can read?"
"Great! Goosegoose, Qingqing, you are really the lucky star of our village!"
"It's not enough to just eat noodles on this great day. I'll go home and get wine, and let's have a few drinks together, goose goose goose..."
This time, the village chief was not the only one to laugh. All the villagers in the courtyard made cheerful goose calls.
Listening to the demonic laughter around him, Su Zhuo frowned and secretly talked to his wife: "They seem a bit scary."
I feel like a piece of fat that fell into a tiger's den and was swallowed whole if I wasn't careful.
Before he could answer, Xiazali suddenly stretched out a hand and dragged him into the crowd. By the time he reacted, Wang Tiezhu had already brought him to the center of the crowd.
Facing the unfamiliar faces, Su Zhuo suddenly felt his scalp numb, and his soul seemed to be ascending to heaven.
Help, he wants to go home!
As soon as he lifted his legs, Wang Tiezhu held his shoulders and laughed and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Su who is coming to our village to teach. Everyone, come over and say hello and recognize your face."
The villagers swarmed up and started talking in all directions.
"Mr. Su is so handsome. He looks like a scholar at first glance. He is different from us country folk."
"How old are you sir this year? Are you married? If not, I can help you introduce one. I guarantee she will be beautiful!"
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"Hey, sir, why is your face so red? Is it hot?"
"No, Mr. Su is shaking. He is about to faint!"
Before falling to the ground, Su Zhuo looked back at his wife and cried from the bottom of his heart: "Daughter-in-law, save me!"
He can't bear it alone! This chapter has been completed!