In the main hall of the Huang family, Mr. Huang's eyes were full of loving expressions, teasing the baby in his arms. Mrs. Huang saw this and covered her mouth and smiled, "Master, look at Aman's smile, don't say that I look at Aman's eyebrows and eyes more and more like the master."
Mr. Huang said with a stern face, "You said something strange. Aman is my grandson. Who do you look like me?"
Mrs. Huang smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I know that Aman looks like you, and your face is shining."
Niu Jinyuying smiled, her slender jade hand picked up the pastries on the table and put them in her small mouth. Her beautiful eyes were flowing, charming and charming
At this time, an obese manager hurriedly came to Mr. Huang and whispered something. Mr. Huang snorted coldly and waved his hand.
"I know this, you go down!"
When the fat manager left, Mr. Huang looked at Niu Jinyu, "Jinyu, do you know that your second brother who had broken a kiss has done something big again!"
Niu Jinyu was slightly stunned and shook her head, "Don't you know?"
Mrs. Huang had always known that their Huang family had a bit of a holiday with Niu Dali because of the Stork Tower, and said suspiciously, "What did Niu Dali do?"
"What else can I do? Niu Dali plans to run a private school in the village!"
Mr. Huang sneered and immediately told the matter that he had just reported.
Mrs. Huang and Niu Jinyu were very surprised. A girl actually planned to run a private school. Although she only accepted a little girl, someone would go to a private school run by a woman she was not despised by her husband's family?
"Why did I think that if I run a private school without plagiarism, I only teach the little girls. I really think someone will go? Even if I don't plagiarism, I don't have to spend money on pen, ink, paper and inkstone. But those countrymen are willing to spend money on their daughters to study and read? Besides, wasn't that woman abandoned by her husband's family? She couldn't even teach herself well, and she was embarrassed to teach others? Isn't this misleading her children?"
Mrs. Huang covered her mouth and smiled.
"My mother-in-law said it!"
A trace of disdain flashed in Niu Jinyu's eyes. The second brother has always been stubborn in his work, and he didn't think about what the use of those village girls who were born with mud legs could read.
In fact, not only did the Huang family receive the news, but many landlords also curled their lips after hearing this.
I have never seen such a stupid person who is so stupid that he can run a private school for a bunch of mud legs, or only for small village girls. This can no longer be said to have money and no place to spend it, but is completely stupid.
On the other hand, the villagers have different opinions. Some people think Niu Dali is kind, some people think Niu Dali is looking for something to do without any trouble, and some people think Leng Qiuniang is a woman abandoned by her husband's family, and her wife's morality is definitely not good.
However, more people think that no one will go to the private school run by Leng Qiuniang.
The reason is very simple. Even if there is no need to pay for the private school, the pen requires money and paper requires money, and the money is not low. Even if they have this money, they will only support their son to go to a private school, nor will they support their daughter.
The reality is so cruel. When a daughter gets married, it’s someone else’s, but the son can change the family’s lintel.
These comments naturally reached Niu Dali's ears, and Niu Dali couldn't say anything. If others were willing to send their daughter to a private school, that was someone else's choice, and they really couldn't force them to come.
But no matter how hot the discussion was outside, Niu Dali was still busy with his own affairs, reclaiming the wastelands in the back mountain, making chalk, and growing peppers.
Now the vegetable field is full of red and green chili peppers. Every time I cook with chili, Niu Dali will ask Bier to take out the chili seeds.
Time flies quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was early March. The tables and chairs of the private school were delivered one after another. Niu Dali summoned Wang Shihu and others to help arrange the lecture hall. The lecture hall was arranged according to his memory. The blackboard was hung on the wall directly in front of him, and the podium was placed, and the tables with double seats were placed.
"Dad, I want to write on the blackboard!"
Erya couldn't wait, and Niu Dali didn't refuse. Anyway, he had made a lot of chalk for the time being, so he asked Erya to pick up the chalk on the table and write and draw on the blackboard.
Not to mention, Erya is written several times more than his.
Daya and Xiu'er were also a little eager to try.
"You can write it if you want!"
Niu Dali smiled honestly.
The two girls immediately wrote and painted on the blackboard happily.
The next day, in order to get familiar with the lectures in the future, Leng Qiuniang asked the three girls to attend the lecture hall.
In the first class, Niu Dali, Li Xianglan, Bier, Wang Shihu's family, Fan Zhongyun and others came to watch. Not to mention Leng Qiuniang, even Da Ya, Er Ya and Xiu'er's faces were obviously a little nervous in the room.
Looking at the three girls sitting upright and listening carefully in the room, Niu Dali was full of thoughts.
"Brother Niu, I will send my daughter here to study in the future!" Dajin secretly said.
"So too!" Dongzi nodded in agreement.
"Let's talk about it when you two become kisses!"
Niu Dali smiled and patted the two of them on the shoulders. Dongzi and Dajin suddenly showed a shy look on their faces.
Speaking of which, Dongzi and Dajin are going to get married this year, and the time is August. Anyway, getting married was very complicated in ancient times. We had to choose a good day. What are the other things that don’t marry, the fourth one, the fifth one, the sixth one, and the seventh one is even worse, so in the end, the two kids can only wait for August.
Fortunately, Dajin and Dongzi have been alone for so many years, and it is not a few months away. However, during these days, these two kids have asked Wang Shihu a lot of advice in order to coax their fiancée.
But the question is why don’t these two kids come to ask him for advice?
"By the way, Zhongyun, I remember you have a daughter, why don't you let your niece come to the private school too?" Niu Dali thought of something and looked at Fan Zhongyun and smiled.
"It doesn't matter. When she was a child, I taught her to read." Fan Zhongyun waved his hand.
Niu Dali knew that Fan Zhongyun's level was not bad. He was not told that he was better than Leng Qiuniang, a former talented girl, but at least he should know everything.
Besides, most of the students recruited in the private school did not even know a word and had to start learning everything again. It was indeed not suitable for Fan Zhongyun's daughter to come in.
After lunch, Leng Qiuniang had a curved eyebrow and a good mood. Niu Dali knew that Leng Qiuniang liked the feeling of class very much.
This was really guessed by Niu Dali. Leng Qiuniang really likes to teach like this. Standing on the high podium and looking at the students, it really makes her feel unique.
Since the sand table has not been delivered, Leng Qiuniang has to wait for a few days if she wants to formally teach.
But in the past few days, there have been many girls coming to the house and saying that they were having fun with Da Ya and Er Ya. Li Xianglan didn't understand the purpose of these girls, and she didn't break them. She welcomed them into the house and called Leng Qiuniang out.
Chapter completed!