"What is illiteracy? Who can tell me?" Jiang Xiaobai turned around and looked at the one below and asked.

On the blackboard, the words "illiterate" written by Jiang Xiaobai in red chalk were a little dazzling under the light.

"Just don't know what you mean."

"No education." Two female workers whispered in a low voice.

"Everything is right, but to be precise, adults who don't know words," Jiang Xiaobai augmented his voice on the three words "Adult".

"If you don't know, you won't know. After so many years, I haven't read any words and I've lived well." A woman muttered in a low voice.

"That's right, I've been tired all day in the factory during the day, and I'm not allowed to go home to rest at night. I'll come to attend some literacy classes." Someone took the lead and some helping, and another woman also spoke.

"Liu's wife, are you going to go back early to rest? You want to go back early to do that thing." A man said in a hunch, making the woman blush.

However, the female worker is not easy to mess with, and he cursed: "Zhao Laosi, that's better than you, you are a bachelor. You have to go to the literacy class, otherwise you will be a bachelor when you go back."

Zhao Xinyi on the stage listened to the dirty jokes below, her face was full of shyness. She was a yellow-blooded girl, so she could hear this.

"Bang bang bang" Jiang Xiaobai held the blackboard hard and knocked on the table, pointed to the male worker who had just started to cheer and asked, "What's your name?"

This group of workers is really, once they don’t control the rhythm well, they will easily cause trouble.

"My name is Zhao Laosi."

"Daming."

"The name is Zhao Goudan."

The classroom laughed again.

Jiang Xiaobai wrote the three words "Zhao Goudan" on the blackboard.

"This is your name," Jiang Xiaobai said, and wrote three words behind it, "Two Fools."

"Do you know what these three words mean?"

"I don't know, these three words mean to praise you, and they are called "The Second Fool."

"You..." The male worker was about to have an attack, and he was not stupid.

"Just kidding, I saw it, I don't know if I can't read it, and I don't know if I'm scolded." Jiang Xiaobai reached out and pressed it with aura.

I don’t know if it was Jiang Xiaobai who started talking about the uncles and aunts here, which made him embarrassed to care, or the light-hearted look on Jiang Xiaobai’s face that made him dare not have an attack.

The male worker sat down honestly.

"Some people think it doesn't matter if they don't know literacy, it doesn't matter if they are illiterate. They are all doing well anyway, but I think at least they have to know their own name and know what their name looks like. They are not a cat or a dog."

Jiang Xiaobai said, with some expressions becoming serious, while some people still looked indifferent.

"The meaning of the literacy class is to let everyone know some simple words, such as knowing their own name, such as bachelor, and sissy... these simple words."

Jiang Xiaobai said, laughing loudly again below, but this time he stopped laughing and didn't make a fuss.

"After you recognize the word, it will be very convenient in life. Leave a simple note, write your own name, and recognize your way out when you go out. When you buy something, you know what is written on the bag? It turns out that there is no chance, and it's not everyone. Now that I have the chance, I hope everyone can see these children,"

Jiang Xiaobai pointed to the few sitting in the front row and said with great effect.

"Look at these children, you don't have to think about it. The family thinks that studying is useless, so they don't let them go to school. But what they look like? Let's look at yourself. I said you are not even as good as a few children. You may not want to listen, but I want to say that you are not worthy of their calling uncles and aunts, you have to recognize them."

Jiang Xiaobai said, the people who had already quieted down were a little quarrel again. What they said before was very good, and everyone was ready to listen to it. They thought that what Jiang Xiaobai said made sense. Since they came to listen, it would be beneficial to know their own name and a few simple words.

But Jiang Xiaobai said that they were not worthy of being uncles and aunts, which was a bit too much. Is it because they were illiterate, illiterate, and had no education?

"I don't accept it, I'm angry, then I tell you, you don't deserve to call them uncles and aunts because you have no education and no thoughts. You don't want to learn without any problem, but you smoke and chat, and see what the children are like, and how they listen to the class because they are so noisy."

The more Jiang Xiaobai spoke, the louder heavier heavier heavier.

"Today I will teach you the first word, that is selfishness." Jiang Xiaobai said, writing two words on the blackboard in a dash.

"Self-self." is still written in red chalk, and is still so dazzling.

"Come on, read selfishly with me." Jiang Xiaobai said, no one said anything, and he lowered his head.

"Come on, read with me, selfish." Jiang Xiaobai's voice became louder.

"Read, selfish. Are you mute? Read." Jiang Xiaobai shouted loudly.

"Self-self." Jiang Xiaobai shouted.

"Self-self." Finally someone whispered.

"Selfish."

"Selfish."

"..." Jiang Xiaobai said, and everyone said, from small to large, and slowly everyone's voices became louder.

I don’t know when the cigarette in the male worker’s hand was pinched, and I don’t know when the semi-finished sweater in the female worker’s hand was put down.

The person sitting at the table, I don’t know when it came down and sat on the stool.

"Did you know?" Jiang Xiaobai shouted loudly.

"I recognize it." Everyone replied loudly.

"Okay, then I'll teach you two more words."

Jiang Xiaobai brushed and wrote the words "uncle" and "aunt" on the blackboard.

"Read with me, uncle, aunt."

"Uncle, Auntie" everyone did not hesitate this time and followed Jiang Xiaobai to recite loudly.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

"Okay, everyone copied all the three words on the blackboard today in their notebooks and wrote them a hundred times in the evening," said Jiang Xiaobai.

Everyone in the literacy class in the classroom looked at each other. Everyone didn't take it seriously when they came. Who would bring paper and pen?

"Uncle, auntie, I have it, I'll tear a piece of paper for you," said a little girl, standing up and raising the pink paper book in her hand.

"Oh, thank you kid."

"It's okay." The girl shook her head and tore off a piece of paper from the notebook, although her eyes were full of reluctance.

My father refused to let her go to school. This time, the factory held a literacy class. She asked for a long time before her father agreed to let her go to school.

She took the 80 cents she had saved for a long time, bought the powder paper she had long been, carefully cut the cost and nailed it, and then brought it to study.

"I have, too," said another little girl weakly as she stood up.

"I have a notebook, too." The last little girl also stood up.
Chapter completed!