The sound of children reading aloud also attracted the Jia family.
Mrs. Jia Zhang took the soles of her shoes and said, "I don't know what Yi Zhonghai was thinking. There are so many children studying in the yard, it's so noisy."
Qin Huairu advised from the side, "Children, we should gather together to compete and learn."
She looked at Bangge who was squatting on the ground playing with ants and said, "Son, why don't you go and study with them?"
Banggan hasn't been in class for a week and has fallen behind a lot in his homework, which makes Qin Huairu a little worried.
Although she is from Qinjiagou, she has no education and has only participated in literacy classes held by the neighborhood office.
I also know that it is always beneficial for children to learn more knowledge.
These days, although it is advocated that working people are the most honorable, knowledgeable people are still more popular.
Take the selection of cadres in the fitter workshop as an example. The first criterion is to graduate from junior high school.
The second uncle, Liu Haizhong, was not selected because he graduated from a high school and had a low educational level.
Also, without profound mathematical knowledge, it is impossible to become a senior fitter.
Even if those old fitters have low initial educational level, they will continue to learn during the work process.
Jia Xudong is unwilling to learn just because he is uneducated.
After working for so many years, I am still only a first-level fitter.
Qin Huairu didn't want to watch Bangge follow Jia Xudong's old path.
...
There were two nose-clearing sticks hanging on it, and he was squatting on the ground pressing ants with his fingers.
Every time he pressed an ant to death and crushed its thin body, he would smile from ear to ear.
Hearing Qin Huairu's words, Banggeng raised his flat face and said, "Mom, what's the point of learning that stuff? When I grow up, I want to watch movies with Xu Damao."
Xu Damao is a great idol. It’s great to watch movies. He can have fun everywhere and get local goods from fellow villagers.
Well, the main thing is to be able to sell local goods.
For Bangge, this is a position tailor-made for him.
After saying that, Banggan felt that the corner of his mouth was salty and cool. He picked up a light yellow poplar leaf, wiped his nose, and patted the leaf with snot on the wall like a leaflet.
When Qin Huairu saw that Banggeng was unwilling, he could only shake his head helplessly.
This child has been spoiled by Jia Zhang and cannot be beaten or scolded.
...
Amidst the enthusiastic reading, Li Donglai returned to the courtyard.
Looking at the children who were studying hard, Li Donglai nodded.
Well, it has the atmosphere of a later family tutoring class.
You have to charge money for tutoring classes!
Li Donglai waved to Yan Bugui, the tutor of the tutoring class.
At this time, Ran Qiuye was helping the children with their homework. Yan Bugui saw Li Donglai waving and hurriedly came over.
There was bitterness on his face skillfully, and he pushed the plastic frame on the bridge of his nose, "Donglai, the third uncle screwed up, and none of those children can pay."
"You give Third Uncle a pound of stick noodles, and let's break up!"
Li Donglai patted Yan Bugui on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have a way to make the parents of those children pay for the tea."
"What can I do?"
"Did you see it? The little military cap. Of course, we can't call it a small military cap. We call it a class cap."
Yan Bugui saw Li Donglai take out a military green hat from his arms, and he quickly grabbed it and took a closer look.
This hat is so exquisitely sewn, with fine stitching and sharp edges.
Coupled with the red five-pointed star above the brim, it looks more real than real.
The back of the hat is also embroidered with [Little Saplings Grow Strong Class].
Yan Bugui took the hat in his hand and marveled at it. This was simply a tool for children to show off.
Whoever owns a hat like this is the most arrogant guy on the street.
The generals and colonels in the military area compound shed a lot of blood fighting for an old military cap.
Yan Bugui looked at it for a long time, and finally he was willing to take his eyes away from the hat and focus on Li Donglai's face.
"You mean, with this hat..."
Li Donglai nodded, "Yes, we don't charge tuition and we don't sell hats."
"Understood! This is a good idea." Yan Bugui is a teacher, but he knows the power of children's crying on parents.
Although life is relatively difficult these days, parents are still willing to spend money to make their children happy.
"Don Lai, don't worry, I'll work hard for our tutoring class!"
Yan Bugui said sincerely that Li Donglai had already arranged things to this point. It would be a shame if he still couldn't complete the task.
...
Under the big locust tree, most of the primary school students have finished their homework.
They all sat on stools with their backs straight, waiting for Teacher Ran to check.
At this time, Teacher Yan came over, holding a...hat in his hand!
Oh my God, that's a little military hat!
The primary school students rubbed their eyes one after another and their breathing became rapid.
They had seen in picture books that the little heroes who fought against Japanese soldiers wore such hats.
The five-pointed star on the little military cap, under the setting sun, emitted bright red light and reflected in the dark eyes of the primary school students.
It can't be pulled out anymore!
If I had such a hat, wouldn't I be a little hero?
The fat guy from Class 2, how dare he bully me?
The little flower from Class 4, are you willing to play with me?
"Classmate Wang Shitou, you see you got this question wrong. The teacher is here to explain to you..."
Ran Qiuye raised his head and found that the primary school student who was listening attentively in his seat had disappeared.
She looked around and saw all the primary school students gathered in front of Yan Bugui.
What is this Teacher Yan doing again?
Yan Bugui attended Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill Elementary School and was also known as a shrewd person.
He would make the children do a lot of homework, and then take the opportunity to collect the homework books and sell them as scrap paper.
With such thoughts in mind, Ran Qiuye squeezed into the crowd, but after just one glance, she was speechless.
This...this little hat is so beautiful.
I have to admit that Chen Xueru's sewing skills are still very good.
She made several pleats on the top of the little hat to make it look more refined.
Ran Qiuye felt that if her head were a little smaller, she would definitely buy one.
But, is this hat for sale?
The primary school students were also aware of this problem. They all raised their heads and looked at Yan Bugui with wide eyes.
"Teacher Yan, where did you buy this little military cap?"
"That's right, tell us and we'll buy it too."
Yan Bugui saw the children's eyes full of expectation, and he knew that the matter was more than half done.
He did not answer the child's question, but turned his hat in a circle so that every primary school student could clearly read the following words, '[Little Saplings Thrive and Grow Class]'
The primary school students immediately realized that this kind of hat was specially customized for the tutoring class.
So since it is customized, it means it will be distributed to students, so doesn’t everyone have a chance?
The primary school students were like little sparrows, chattering immediately.
"Teacher, I scored 100 points in yesterday's exam. This hat should be given to me."
"I am the monitor of Class 5, this hat should be given to me."
"Don't fight against me, my dad is the principal!"
"Tch, what's so great about the principal? I can eat three steamed buns in one meal. My old man said that I will be a strong man in the future."
...
Yan Bugui was touched by the children's enthusiasm.
He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, be quiet!"
Then his sharp eyes swept over the children's faces one by one, "This is the [Little Saplings Thrive Class], not a school, nor your own home."
"We have our own set of assessment methods for which students the hats are given to."
