Fu Song asked happily: "I did a good job in the exam, but I can't be proud. Tell me, what do you want? As long as it's not the moon and stars in the sky."

Li Jie's eyes shining and he said, "Really?"

Fu Song slapped the back of his head and said, "When did I have lied to someone?"

Li Jie curled his lips and said, "My mother said you are the most sensible. Ah, no, my mother said you are the smartest, hehe."

Fu Song said with a dark face: "Your mother will ruin my reputation. Tell me, what do you want."

Li Jie said: "Microcomputer."

Fu Song said in surprise: "Do you still know about microcomputers?"

Li Jie said: "I read it in the newspaper, but I have never seen it. I heard that there are two units in the No. 1 Middle School in the County."

Fu Song smiled and said, "WeChat is right, okay, my uncle buys you the best one!"

He was not worried at all that buying a computer for Li Jie would delay his study, because there are so few computer games now, and there is no Internet, and there is no Internet, so I can't even watch small videos. Fu Song really couldn't think of any harm.

Comrade Xiaoping said it well, the computer must be grabbed from the doll.

When he first came into contact with computers, he poked the keyboard clumsyly with two fingers while watching the 9-year-old daughter of the computer teacher next to him, he was both envious and ashamed.

No matter how poor you are, you cannot be poor in education, and no matter how hard you are, your children cannot be miserable. Since Li Jie is interested in computers, even if he just bought it as a typewriter, Fu Song is not stingy.

"Long live! My uncle, you are so good!" Li Jie was so excited that he danced with joy, turning around and about to run out.

"What are you running, come back!"

"Ah, uncle, you have something to do?"

Fu Song pointed to a suitcase and said, "I bought a walkman abroad, you brothers and sisters, one for each of you."

Before he could finish his words, Li Jie was gone and soon ran over with a long list of children.

"mine!"

"Give it to me, this is mine!"

"My uncle, brother rob me!"

Fu Song saw each other's faces flushed and said with a headache: "It's all the same, don't rob, one for each person. Lin Ni, bring one for your elder sister."

Lin Ni, the third son of the second sister's family, immediately grabbed another one and said sweetly: "Thank you uncle, well, I'll thank you for your elder sister again."

Fu Song pinched her face and said, "Okay, I'll flatter you."

Lin Ni said righteously: "What they are saying is the truth, you are the best, uncle!"

Fu Rui from the second family ran the slowest, and fell to the end, but couldn't squeeze in, so she jumped in with anxiety: "Uncle, uncle, I haven't, I still have me!"

This girl is born with a wavy roll, like a porcelain doll, but she is too thin, like bean sprouts, and her mouth is so loud that she can coax people.

"Uncle San, what is a microcomputer?" Fu Bin, the old man, snatched two of them at once. Seeing Fu Song's eyes glaring, he quickly explained: "There is another one of them that is my sister, and my sister is helping in the kitchen."

The eldest brother's family originally had two sons and one daughter, but the eldest son died when he was a child. The eldest daughter Fu Hua is seventeen years old this year and is in her second year of high school.

Fu Song still likes this niece very much. She is steady and good at being a good person. She is much better at studying than her younger brother. However, according to Fu Song's standards, her studies are not outstanding. She only took the college entrance examination in her normal school in her previous life. I don't know if she can get into a bachelor's degree in this life.

Although college colleges are pretty good these days, they are assigned after graduation, but they lack the potential and are not as good as bachelor's degree.

Fu Song had never had a good face for the poor student and said coldly: "Do you know what the microcomputer does?"

Fu Bin shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know, I heard what Li Jie said just now, I want it too!"

Fu Song hummed and said, "Your brother was the first in the grade. What about you? Which one did you get the last exam this time?"

Fu Bin blushed and muttered, "Uncle San, isn't he guilty of not studying well? Why do he always say to me every time he comes back?"

Fu Song said: "In my eyes, it's a sin to not study well. Studying is the simplest thing in the world. I don't ask you to take the first place every time like Li Jie. Just pass each course. If you can do it, let alone microcomputer. Even if it's an airplane, I'll get you one."

Fu Bin said dejectedly: "Uncle San, why don't you hang me a rope?"

Fu Song raised his feet and kicked him, cursing: "No hope! Go there!"

The remaining few young men, seeing their elder brother Fu Bin being beaten, were so scared that they held their Walkman and felt like they were scattered. The fastest one was not someone else, but Lin Ni, who just praised her uncle's best.

There is no way, she is also a poor student, and she empathizes with Fu Bin's experience. If she doesn't leave quickly, would she be waiting to be choked by Fu Laosan?

In the evening, I had a lively pig-killing dish. After seeing off the guests, Fu Song returned to the room dizzyly and found Liang Xi wearing clothes to write something.

Fu Song asked curiously: "What are you writing?"

Liang Xi said: "I have to write a report on my elder sister's donation."

Fu Song said: "I said Secretary Liang, there is no need to work hard like this, right? Can't you write after the New Year?"

Liang Xi said distressedly: "Everyone said that one is stupid for three years after pregnancy. In the past, I just thought it was a joke, but now I know that it is true. My mind is muddy and confused. I can even stumble in writing a report. I am really afraid that I can't keep up with the rhythm after going to work."

Fu Song picked up her manuscript and said, "Let me see what can make you so difficult... Private teachers? Why do you care about the problem of private teachers?"

Liang Xi said: "I only realized today that rural education is not only hard for students, but also for teachers. My elder sister said that private primary school teachers in Ying County account for nearly 95%. Many primary schools only have one or two teachers, and they have to attend six days a week and can't stay idle every day. The salary is only more than one-third of that of public teachers, and there are no other subsidies and benefits. In this way, wages are often owed. It's too hard, it's too hard."

There are too many unfair things in this world. Private teachers are just a small microcosm. Now they only have low wages and no guarantees. In the future, private teachers will be ruthlessly cleared out, which is called "improving the quality of the teaching staff."

He clearly remembers that in 2003, the Ministry of Education cleared out more than 400,000 private teachers across the country, many of whom were so-called "unplanned private teachers" who started teaching in 1985.

Taking December 31, 1984 as the boundary, the previous private teachers were called "planned private teachers" and became regular in 1992; the subsequent private teachers became "unplanned private teachers". After nearly twenty years of selfless dedication, they returned to the liberation before liberation in 2003 and were labeled as "a farmer who has taught" on them.

"Then what? You won't be sympathetic again, right?" Fu Song knew Liang Xi too well. Everything is good, but his heart is too soft.

Liang Xi said: "My elder sister said that her money was intended to be used to provide subsidies to private teachers. I don't know if it's easy to operate, so I'll send a report to discuss it later in the year."
Chapter completed!