Mr. Yang and Secretary Wang stood in the middle, facing the children in front of them, with smiles on their faces.

Seeing everyone gathered, Yang Xiaotao walked up to them with a tin trumpet.

"Folks and children, today we are here to hold the opening ceremony of Yangjiazhuang Primary School."

"This means that we in Yangjiazhuang will say goodbye to ignorance, get rid of illiteracy, and open our eyes to see this new world!"

"This will be a momentous day!"

Yang Xiaotao looked at the children, all wearing red scarves, with high-spirited faces and shining eyes, and shouted loudly.

"The first part of the ceremony! Raise the national flag!"

As the voice fell, on a ten-meter-long bamboo pole in the front left, a national flag was held in the palms of two children, while another half-grown boy looked nervous.

"Sing the national anthem!"

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves..."

As the song came to mind, the children raised their right hands in unison, some militiamen in the village also saluted, and others also looked solemn.

After raising the flag, Yang Xiaotao stepped forward.

"We are able to stand here thanks to the support from organizations, leaders and all walks of life. Now, let us warmly applaud Secretary Wang and give a speech to everyone."

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In the voice, a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit looked solemn. After taking the tin speaker, he nodded to Yang Xiaotao.

"Children, you must cherish this rare opportunity. What you are today was bought with the blood and lives of countless forefathers and martyrs..."

"Next, let the representative of Yangjiazhuang, the principal of Yangjiazhuang Primary School, Mr. Yang, speak."

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"Ahem, let me just say a few words. Children are the future of our Yangjiazhuang. To borrow Xiao Tao's words, no matter how hard it is, we can't suffer the children, no matter how poor we are, we can't afford education..."

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"Next, I'd like to ask for food. The station leader is speaking."

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"I'm a rough guy, I'm so, so happy today."

"On behalf of the grain station, I donate 500 kilograms of coarse grains to the children..."

Ho ho ho

bang bang bang bang

The scene was even more lively.

"The opening ceremony is over."

"Invite new students to enroll!"

Following Yang Xiaotao's roar, a group of children lined up according to the previous instructions, and each followed the leader into the classroom.

Mr. Yang, Yang Dazhuang and others thanked Secretary Wang, Fatty Ding, again.

Yang Xiaotao came to a teacher's school and started his first class in life.

There are three classrooms in Yangjiazhuang, and each classroom is full of students.

This time, children aged six to twelve were all invited to school.

This is a decision made by the village. The times are like this, and Yang Xiaotao has no choice.

We can only maximize the use of limited educational resources to do practical things.

In front of me, Yang Xiaotao's class is composed of children between the ages of ten and twelve.

He reached out, picked up the chalk, and wrote the word "Chinese" on the cement blackboard.

Study first and be a human being first, this is what Yang Xiaotao has always insisted on.

The children below watched carefully and learned.

Yang Xiaotao doesn't have much time here. He has to go to the factory most of the time and can only come once a week.

Therefore, most of the time has to be left to Uncle Jiu. This situation can only be changed by finding a qualified teacher.

It's just that it's not easy to find a teacher in this day and age.

People with families want to stay in the city, where they can eat public food and have less pressure in life.

As for the school teachers, it is impossible to ask them to give up their jobs and go to the countryside. Yang Xiaotao is not belittling their consciousness. This is the reality.

What's more, the city needs these educational resources even more.
Chapter completed!