Breaking through Guandong, I became Zhu Chuanwen

Chapter 284 Your uncle is still your uncle!

The chill in the ice city in mid-November is beginning to appear, but Qu Jingren's heart is hot. Wait, this is the last elementary school that we inspected today, and it is also the elementary school with the largest number of students under Hanyao, Hanyao Elementary School.

The ice city is to the east, and it gets dark early, and the ice city is already a little dark at about 5 o'clock.

"what!"

Qu Jingren let out a sigh of relief, and his breath condensed into fog. In the dim light, he was reflected by the kerosene lamp hanging in the front corner of the carriage, like a flame of hope.

The Poor Scholars Program is currently supported by 7 primary schools and 1 middle school.The enrollment rate of secondary schools is still not ideal. The workers of Hanyao are very young, their children have not grown up, and they don’t know what will happen when they enter the secondary school. So now there are nearly 200 girls and more than 100 children from various old members of the Zhujia Insurance Team. Four school-age boys received education there, and the first batch of Xia Yushu, Zhu Xiaowan and others who entered the school will be able to graduate next year. It is because they have a certain foundation that the three-year schooling system has been reduced to two years.

Different from the middle school, the 7 primary schools have been successfully opened since the beginning of September under Zhu Chuanwen's propaganda. The workers of the Hanyao Department gave their full support, which led other workers groups to give their children a try. admission.

Qu Jingren was wearing a black cotton robe at this time, with his hands in his sleeves, and he was hunched over looking at the brightest building in the family area not far ahead, as if he was guiding his carriage.

Zhu Chuanwen said that the school has never limited the power supply and lighting after October...

Qu Jingren, as the principal of the Department of Education at Hanyao University, was so busy with the school’s enrollment and initial establishment some time ago. After solving many problems, he is now slowly savoring his harvest in September.

The 7 primary schools enroll more than 1600 primary school-age students. The tuition fee for primary school is very high, 1 silver dollar per month. Later, the primary school student’s three meals a day were all provided by the school. At first, he was only responsible for lunch, but with a wave of Zhu Chuanwen’s big hand, a sum of tens of thousands of silver dollars was injected into the Poor Scholars Fund, and breakfast and dinner were also taken care of. It's not bad compared to food.

Children in elementary school eat better than adults, and the Poor Scholars Program is now in a state of balance.

The closer he was to the school, the better Qu Jingren's mood was. As a person devoted to education, even if he had a little bit of a position in his heart, he was completely inclined to Hanyao now. What about the Qing court?Can the Qing court provide so much manpower and material support for basic education?

After getting out of the car, Qu Jingren went straight to the concierge, there was an old man who gave him advice, and he was very accurate in understanding children's minds.

"Master, are there any students skipping classes recently?" Qu Jingren asked at the door of Hanyao Primary School, knocked on the glass and handed a cigarette to the doorman.

"Who is skipping class? They are all looking forward to the sweet milk in the afternoon and in the afternoon!" The doorman took the cigarette from Qu Jingren without the slightest fear of the scholar.

"Hey, it's true, sir, your method is really good." Qu Jingren smiled, and he had already learned about this situation from other schools.

Children are the most difficult to manage. If Qu Jingren was a teacher in a school with 40 or 1600 students, then the ruler would be his magic weapon, but now as the principal of more than [-] children, he really can’t beat them one by one. The ruler is not the principal. weapon.

It's funny to think about it, if only the ruler could move by itself...

Speaking of this group of kids skipping classes, apart from their freshness at the beginning, although this group of kids are only six or seven years old, they don’t need to be taught to skip classes. No way, at this moment, the concierge made a move.

One of the doorman's tips - adding sugar to the milk, it can only be said that your uncle is still your uncle.

For these seedlings of Hanyao, Zhu Chuanwen naturally gave his full support. The supply of meat, milk, and bread can be said to be the ceiling of the education circle at this time.

The doorman’s tip is simple. I adjusted the milk supply time. Originally, breakfast was served with milk. Now this milk is changed to every day at noon and after class in the afternoon. The milk itself has also been changed. From the beginning, no Qu Jingren was a little dumbfounded when people flocked to it after sugar was added. Only the old man in front of him could come up with such a clever plan.

The meter is crooked...

"By the way, sir, if you dare to ask Gao's name, my humble Qu Jingren, I must visit you at your home today." Qu Jingren listened to the sound of Lang Lang reading, and said with cupped hands. The situation of Hanyao Primary School has long been known. This time I made a special trip to thank the old man.

"Principal Qu was joking. Who doesn't know you in this school? After all, you pay my salary of three silver dollars a month." The uncle smiled slightly, knowing Qu Jingren's identity a long time ago. "My surname is Tan. I don't need to visit. I have to wait for these bastards to return home before I can leave work."

Even the doorman has such awareness, this Han Yao should be so highly praised.Qu Jingren sighed slightly, watching the workers from the picket team who were gradually arriving at the door, since they refused in person, the literati's aloofness made him not have the cheek to go again, thinking of leaving with fists in his hands, he asked another question: " How is the food now?"

"Okay, with Steward Yang and Steward Ulan, there's no reason to be bad."

Hanyao Primary School, as you can tell from the name, is the core of the Poor Scholars Project, and the group of children in it are related to Hanyao and the insurance team.

Not only the children, but also many women who work in elementary and middle schools are related to Hanyao and the insurance team. It is the wife of the detachment leader, the wife of the team leader, and the wife of the squadron leader arranged by those freshmen... At first, for this matter However, Qu Jingren held a skeptical attitude and decided it was a shortcoming of future changes, thinking that these wives would not fill their pockets...

"That's right, it's my small belly..." Qu Jingren sighed again, he was really convinced now, these ladies are all stewards of the canteens of various schools, under the deployment of the chief stewards Yang Cai'e and Wulan Tuya, one These women are all responsible for the prosperity of their respective canteens, the reasonable and quantitative food distribution, and the supply of meat and milk.Qu Jingren saved a lot of things, just look at the bills at the end of each month, which is less money than he estimated. It is said that the meat and milk are purchased from Xiaoqingshan at cost price.

Sometimes Qu Jingren sighed secretly in his mind, thinking in one place with his heart, and acting in one place with strength is really terrible.It's a good thing, I didn't say that at the beginning, otherwise I would have to find a crack in the ground to sneak in when I saw the group of women who brought their children to work.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

Uncle Tan watched Qu Jingren, who was shaking his head, leave, and took out a pocket watch from his pocket. This is a standard equipment for the gatekeepers of several schools. They are the school clocks. At 5 o'clock, they will ring the buttons arranged in the gatehouse at a fixed point. , The whole school immediately rang the bell.

As the crisp electric bell produced by Hanyao No. [-] Factory rang, one by one the little kids rushed out of the teaching building and went straight to the cafeteria, where sweet milk was being distributed.

Uncle Tan also let go of the finger that was pressing the bell, and left the concierge. It was time for the concierge to go out. He gently smoothed his beard and stood at the entrance of the cafeteria. Er Tou immediately slowed down his pace, hid in the crowd, took a bowl of milk, and huddled in the shadows, gulping down.

so sweet...

"Children of the Qiao family, how is your study going?" Uncle Tan's sharp eyes fixed on a familiar prickly head.

"Grandpa Tan, it's good. I've learned poetry!" Qiao Liangfei replied immediately after hearing the voice. This is the generation of the big devil who catches birds in the Hanyao Family Academy, and he can't be allowed to catch his own birds in public. Otherwise, it would be a great loss to my prestige, but I took in a lot of juniors in the first grade.

"That's good, if you skip class or fight again, be careful of your bird!" This person is none other than Zhu Chuanwen's old father-in-law, Tan Yongqing.He is now the guard of Hanyao Elementary School. He comes earlier and leaves later than this group of kids every day. Anyway, elementary school has five days off and two days off. In the two free days, he can still visit his grandson. How is life going? It's very comfortable.

After drinking the milk, it's time to go inside and eat.

And Qiao Liangfei gathered a few friends and flew towards the Hanyao Family Courtyard. Tan Yongqing saw it and said to the teacher at the side. He followed behind this group of cubs. He usually cooks very hard. What happened today?
Arriving at an alley, Qiao Liangfei took out a small brick that he had prepared a long time ago from his bag, and said to the little friend behind him, "We have a good meal today."

"Liangfei, what's good for you to eat?" Lin Laoba's son, Lin Xiaochong, asked cheerily. He just came to Bingcheng, and his grade was only 6 years old. Play crazy at home.

"You'll know later." Qiao Liangfei waved his hand.

It is the age when people hate dogs.This group of boys really likes to learn martial arts with the dogs, geese, and roosters raised by each family in the family courtyard.

It is said that he is practicing Baguazhang...

Getting kicked out by dogs, nagging by geese, and being pecked by chickens are all basic operations. Today, Qiao Liangfei saved up a meal for a big goose, saying that he wanted to avenge his sister. Dangdang led the people towards an alleyway in the family courtyard.He was still muttering: "Dahua, it's not that I, Qiao Liangfei, wanted to shoot you to death. You pecked my sister's hands to pieces. If you don't take revenge, I won't be able to enter my house. My father said it. Virtue repays virtue. Don't worry, if you peck my sister, I will stew you in an iron pot, it's fair..."

Of course, this is also the reason to look for it. In the past two days, Qiao Liangfei has learned a new ancient poem: Goose, Goose, Song Xiangxiang, White Hair Floats Green Water, Anthurium Touches Clear Waves.

When Mr. Guowen taught, it was very beautiful, but in Qiao Liangfei's mind, this was distorting the facts. No child in the family home had ever been bullied by the goose named Big Flower. The children in the family home went out in groups, slightly Order.

The big flower three styles greeted together:
One day, the teeth on the yellow beak with patina are very sharp, as if they are armed with the tongue, and the skin is lightly pecked.Qiao Liangfei's sister was deeply hurt by it.

On the second day, twist, big flowers are very thieves, and they will be pecked twice when they meet children, but when they meet big children, they will tear the trouser legs and roll to death, trying to pull them down.

The third is the fan. The wings with a wingspan of nearly 2 meters should not be underestimated.

"Xiao Chong, hold your weapon, wait for you to lead the battle with me!" Qiao Liangfei and others saw Da Hua at the corner, found a convenient stone from the ground and handed it to Lin Xiaochong, and so on. Their strategy was very simple, one word son, reckless!
"Come on!" Qiao Liangfei yelled and led the children behind him to take the lead.

The battle between the children and the big goose started instantly...

Dahua heard the noise, looked at the aggressively approaching children, spread her wings, and began to confront each other, but as the big wings slapped Qiao Liangfei and Lin Xiaochong down, the children's team was instantly defeated.

After a while, the man covered in mud withdrew to the back of the alley.

"Liangfei, you rushed too fast just now, I didn't keep up." Lin Xiaochong analyzed the situation just now.

"What do you say? Your father is the captain of the detachment anyway, so he must have been swayed by it?" Qiao Liangfei had a questioning attitude. He learned a lot from Qiao Hongguo in terms of speech and speech, but fighting is a bit difficult.

"Well... wait for us to go up together, keep a distance!" Lin Xiaochong thought for a long time, then hesitatingly opened his mouth.

Just about to take action, the old God Tan Yongqing walked out of the alley: "Hahaha, I don't laugh at others, I only laugh at the Qiao family's lack of strategy, and the Lin family's lack of wisdom. If I block the goose, I will ambush one person here, What will happen?"

"Grandpa Tan, can you help us catch the goose? When we catch it, we will treat you to a big goose stewed in an iron pot!" Qiao Liangfei saw Tan Yongqing and thought about it.

"I taught you all just now, ambush one person and twist the back of the big goose's neck." Tan Yongqing came out mysteriously and walked swiftly, but the voice still came.

Several boys heard that the manpower was deployed again.

The battle between children and big geese started again...

A group of 6-year-old children still struggled to fight the big goose, and after several failed attempts, they finally caught the big goose.

"Liangfei, what should we do?" A child covered in mud asked.

"Yeah, Liangfei, hurry up, I'm about to lose it!" At this moment, Lin Xiaochong grabbed the big goose's neck tightly, using his whole body weight to hold down the thumping goose.

"Look at me." Qiao Liangfei said and poured all the gadgets in his schoolbag on the ground, and wrapped the goose's head with the schoolbag, and then several children tied up their schoolbags like generals Big goose.

The big flowers are tied with five flowers.

"Go to Grandpa Tan, and I told him to eat big goose stewed in an iron pot..." Qiao Liangfei clapped his hands proudly, and led someone to knock on Tan Yongqing's door.

Mr. Tan didn't refuse, he just picked up the big goose. In the past two days, his son and daughter-in-law took the children to the small bungalow, and the old woman took care of Xian'er in the porcelain house, but she was alone.

When it was close to 10 o'clock in the evening, the stewed goose in the iron pot was ready. Looking at the eager eyes of a group of children, Tan Yongqing lifted the lid of the pot in the kitchen, and the aroma wafted into his face...

Although the craftsmanship is not very good, but because of hunger, an old man and a few boys ate up the meat.

In the end, they all lay askew on the kang.

"The Qiao family, the Lin family, the Li family..." Mr. Tan called the names one by one, "It's almost 10 o'clock, I don't know your parents..."

"Big Demon King!" A kind of brat thought that the changed Grandpa Tan was weird just now, but unexpectedly, he made another one for them.

Tan Yongqing was about to finish his words, and there was another flurry of jumps. Seeing the child who was about to run with his schoolbag in his arms, Mr. Tan smiled with satisfaction.

"Don't go away." The children looked at Tan Yongqing eagerly. Could it be that the big devil wants to send them home? According to the old man's status in the family courtyard, sending them back should save them from being beaten.But the next words made them fall into an ice cave, "It's almost 10 o'clock, wait for your parents' evening classes at the school to be over, I'll send them a message, I'll come back and pick you up..."

Quiet... The courtyard of He Meimei suddenly became eerily silent.

With knocks on the door, one by one the children were picked up by their fathers after night classes, and Qiao Hongguo was the last one to come.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry to trouble you!" Qiao Hongguo came in and was very polite to Tan Yongqing, but when he saw his son, his eyes were full of murderous looks. It was fine if he didn't eat school meals, and he took the lead in catching the big geese raised by the workers themselves.

"Hong Guo, don't bother, don't bother, I like this kid very much, I will trouble you to send the Lin family boy back." Tan Yongqing said with a smile.

Several elementary schools were perfectly utilized by Zhu Chuanwen. After school was over at 5 o'clock, the children and teachers had finished their dinner. The evening classes funded by various trade unions were officially started. From 7 o'clock to 10 o'clock, 3 hours was considered a Chinese class. Yao's second literacy, this time in addition to literacy, there are also some arithmetic courses, of course, it can be regarded as the training of the backbone of the trade union.

This is also the reason for unlimited electricity.

But in the Tan family, Tan Yongqing looked at the two children who were taken away, and smiled triumphantly, boy, do you still learn to eat wild food?See your uncle rectify you, go back to the room and take a silver dollar, goose Tan Yongqing eats it, the money has to be made up for others.

　In terms of time, it is time for a hundred schools of thought to contend. There is a new volume, and there is still a chapter, which may be later. I will try my best to pay back as much as I can. Read it tomorrow, gentlemen.

　　
　
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