Everyone has a small blackboard?
Niu Dali had this idea before, but this idea was quickly dispelled by him. The reason is very simple. The blackboard can be used frequently, but the problem is that chalk cannot be used.
If Leng Qiuniang's private school staff is equipped with a blackboard to write, the chalk consumed every day will be a large number. It is not that he feels sorry for the money, but that the process of making chalk is more complicated. Unless he opens a workshop that specializes in making chalk, it will be a problem to produce chalk every day.
"It's impossible for everyone to have a blackboard!"
Niu Dali shook his head and told Fan Zhongyun and others the truth. He heard that the blackboard was hung on the wall of the house and was written by Leng Qiuniang for students. Wang Shihu and others had a sudden expression.
"But no one can hold a blackboard, but the sand table can do it!"
Fan Zhongyun suddenly realized that he realized why Brother Niu made a sand table. The sand table could be used repeatedly, which is most suitable for newcomers to practice calligraphy. I remember that he also started learning on the ground.
"Thank you, brother-in-law!"
Leng Qiuniang covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes were filled with tears in an instant.
Before, she thought that the idea of ​​running a private school might be disappointed, but she didn't expect her brother-in-law to give her such a big surprise.
She can write on the blackboard with chalk for students to see, and students can write on the sand table without brushes, inkstones, inkstones, and paper.
"There is nothing to thank for. You are my wife's sister and my sister too!" Niu Dali grinned and showed a signature silly smile. "Besides, this is not my credit alone. Xianglan, Bier and Uncle Zhou also have a share!"
Leng Qiuniang felt a little moved, fearing that she would be noticed by others and she lowered her eyes and thanked Li Xianglan and Bier.
"As long as I can make the girl happy, it's worth it!" Bier smiled.
"Qiu Niang, don't be polite to us. You teach Da Ya, Er Ya, Xiu'er to read and read, and you plan to teach the little girls in the village to read. We will thank you if you want to thank you!" Li Xianglan held Leng Qiuniang's hand and comforted softly.
Wang Shihu's family nodded in agreement. No one in the village was involved in the relationship. Qiuniang opened a private school and benefited from the people from Xinghua Village.
"By the way, Qiu Niang, there is something I want to tell you that it is a good thing to run a private school, but there are many people in the village and many children. If all the children are taken, I am afraid that your private school will not be taken away!" Niu Dali looked at Leng Qiuniang and said.
Xinghua Village is a big village with a village of 10 miles. Although Leng Qiuniang had said before that she only took up little girls, there were also many little girls in the village. Leng Qiuniang's house could not accommodate so many people.
"What should I do?" Leng Qiuniang also realized this.
"This..." Niu Dali smiled honestly, "There are many people in the village, but there are fewer people in my workshop!"
Leng Qiuniang understood, "I listened to you. The private school was run and only those who helped you work, the children at home!"
Wang Shihu and others were not surprised. As Brother Niu said, Leng Qiuniang's private school would not be closed, there was no need to buy a brush, an inkstone, or a paper, so that their children could read. Such a big good thing, I am afraid that many villagers would stuff their children into Leng Qiuniang's private school by then.
But only Niu Dali knew that what he said before was nonsense. There were many children in the village and those in private schools could not accommodate so many people. That was all excuses. He simply wanted to benefit his employees!
However, if you really say this, I'm afraid not many people believe it.
Because the private school is specially opened to workshops, Niu Dali's family also shared part of the money for running a private school. Leng Qiuniang originally disagreed, but after Niu Dali insisted, Leng Qiuniang still agreed.
There are many tables, chairs and sand tables, so it is impossible for Carpenter Zhou, a man who is nearly fifty years old, to do it, so Niu Dali asked several carpenters to help him do it.
Niu Dali's family's big moves are naturally unconfused. I heard that Niu Dali customized a lot of tables and chairs from several carpenters. Many villagers were surprised and curious about what Niu Dali bought so many tables and chairs for.
Even some forces who secretly paid attention to Niu Dali's family were puzzled and doubted whether Niu Dali's making so many tables and chairs would have anything to do with making melon seeds?
After all, now that sunflowers are ripening, Niu Dali, as the first person to make five-spice melon seeds, has to pay attention.
During this period, Wang Shihu and others were very worried. Every day, relatives and friends came to check in. They knew that Brother Niu had made a big move, but the problem could not be said?
After hearing the complaints from Wang Shihu and others, Niu Dali laughed. In fact, there is nothing to hide in this matter. He directly told Wang Shihu and others that once someone asked about it, it would be done.
Wang Shihu and others were relieved. They were afraid of letting go of it before and told Leng Qiuniang about running a private school. Now Brother Niu asked them to say with confidence that they had nothing to be afraid of.
Soon, the matter of Leng Qiuniang running a private school spread in Xinghua Village.
"Have you heard that Dali's sister-in-law is going to run a private school?"
"No way, a girl runs a private school? She wants to have a family of no origin, a reputation, or a woman who is abandoned by her husband's family. Who would let her teach her? Anyway, I have that spare money, so why would I send my son to the old scholar's private school!"
"Tsk, your son wants to go, but others are reluctant to accept it. The private school only teaches girls to read and read, and also teaches embroidery. I heard that you don't have to hand over the quiz, just go alone!"
"No way, how can such a good thing be so good? No need to hand over the slogan, teach the little girl to read, read, and embroidery for free?"
"Don't believe it, it's true, but you can't go there just by going up. Only children from the family who work in Dali's house can go to that private school."
"So, is the private school run by Dali's sister-in-law for their people?"
"I think so!"
For a moment, there were endless discussions in the village. Some women working in Niu Dali's workshop heard the news. In order to determine the authenticity of the news, they immediately took a basket of eggs to Niu Dali's house.
When the women learned that the private school was indeed true, they were full of excitement.
Can you not be excited?
Not to mention Da Ya and Er Ya, just talk about Xiu'er. As a villager, how could they not know about Xiu'er's appearance in the past? A very small village girl, but since she was taught by her boss's sister-in-law, she was like a lady in the town.
They don’t expect their daughter to be comparable to Da Ya and Er Ya, but they are content with Xiu'er’s seven or eight points. At least their daughter will be more confident in talking about marriage in the future, and their daughter will also have a status in her husband’s family.
Chapter completed!