Chapter 76
Jiang Changan took a nap for a while, then put on his schoolbag and straw hat, and went to the private school on the mountain under the bright sun.

As soon as she left, a figure quietly left Jiang's house behind her. When Jiang Changan looked back, it was Jiang Jiarong.

Sanfang's Jiang Jiarong is only four years old, and originally planned to send him to school next year, but looking at Sanfang's current miserable situation, if he doesn't make changes, it will be a mystery.

"Sister." Jiang Jiarong ran to Jiang Changan's side with a smile, his face was tanned black and red by the sunlight.

"Where are you going? Why don't you wear a hat?" A four-year-old child can walk all over the village without going to school, but isn't the sun a little too big?This kid also hates heat?
"I want to go to school with my sister." Jiang Jiarong said solemnly.

"Oh? Why do you suddenly want to go to school?" Neither of your two elder brothers wants to study. You have never experienced the "beating" of studying to be so excited, right?

Moreover, your parents have not engaged in cultivation.

"Going to school is promising, and I can make pottery like my sister." Jiang Jiarong likes making pottery, because it is just making clay, which is fun and can make money.

Yo?You're quite ambitious, Jiang Changan couldn't stop laughing, "Why do you want to be successful?" You're still a child, so you're just so embarrassing, and your parents are still messing around all day long.

"You can make money if you are successful. If you make money, mother won't cry. Jiarong doesn't want to see mother cry. It will hurt here." Jiang Jiarong pointed to his heart.

Jiang Chang'an was dumbfounded, Jiang's kind of people with unrighteous views, how could they give birth to such upright children, not just one, but three!How lucky.

"Jiang Jiarong, you know how to be filial, you are such a good boy! All right, you go to school with your sister." Let her deal with Shu Xiu.

However, Mr. Song was not short of money, so she had to think about giving him something special.

Jiang Jiarong and Jiang Changan went to the private school on the mountain, and the three-bedroom couple behind them were still sound asleep. Obviously, the family's food, rice, oil and salt were not enough, and there were three sons waiting to be fed.

"Jiang Chang'an, why do you still bring your younger brother to school?" In fact, what Zhang Zhuzi wanted to say was, didn't your two fall out?How could she still help the third room of the Jiang family to take care of the children.

Of course, there are many examples of this kind. When parents are busy, students take care of their younger siblings even when they go to school. Sometimes the younger children play in the courtyard, and sometimes they are played by the mute.

"My younger brother is here to go to school." Jiang Changan led Jiang Jiarong directly to Master Song's study.

"What? It's late, sir, he has stopped accepting students a long time ago, don't you know?"

Although the Shanshang private school is named after Shanshang Village, the entire private school is owned by Song Fuzi, not a village school, and Chaoting only runs a town school. After all, no village is rich enough to afford a school.

Master Song’s school was also struggling to make ends meet.

But since winning the top prize in the assessment, the private school on the mountain became popular, and many people came here admiringly, but Mr. Song no longer accepts students, even if they are from the village, except for those who have a good relationship.

"Sir, do you still accept students? My younger brother, Jiang Jiarong, 'goes out' for filial piety. He wants to learn skills, know how to make pottery, earn money, and make his mother happy." These are Jiang Jiarong's children's words, Jiang Changan said to Song Listen to Master, it depends on whether Master Song takes this kind of filial piety seriously.

"Oh? Good boy, then come on and learn from your sister." Master Song didn't mention Shu Xiu's matter at all, but wanted to see how far this child's innocence could last.

"Thank you, sir." Jiang Jiarong was nervous and excited, and he was able to salute crookedly. He really saw it outside the school a lot.

"Well, not bad, let's go and play, Chang'an will stay here." Master Song stroked Zhi's beard, very kindly.

Jiang Jiarong looked at Jiang Changan, and ran out of the study after getting approval.

oh!You can go to play, the children in the private school on the mountain are familiar with each other, Jiang Jiarong is not afraid at all, except Master Song and the mute.

"Sir, about Jiarong's Shuxiu, I will come out. I will also take this opportunity to give Mr. a gift, and this meeting will be a secret." It is impossible to count on Sanfang.

Moreover, Jiang Chang'an's own Shuxiu, Jiang's second child, lost half of it because he had no money, so Jiang Chang'an wanted to make up for it even more.

"Hehe, sir, I'm just waiting for your gift." Mrs. Song admired Jiang Changan's generosity at the same time. Jiang's house was dirty, but it didn't affect the relationship between their children. It was really rare.

"Hey, sir, what is the class you have arranged for this afternoon? Do you want me to teach you how to draw? I want to draw the blueprint of the giant cart by the way, and the family has accepted an order from the villagers."

Say what you want, this is the second reason why Jiang Changan came to find Master Song.

Mr. Song's eyes lit up. He still had Jiang Changan's sketch notes in his hand. He had been studying it all the time at noon, and he understood a little bit, but it was not easy to draw. Jiang Changan will teach him, and he will be able to go one step further.

"It's okay, I'll let you teach painting."

Just do it, the teacher and the students prepared the tools, and called the students to attend the class.

Jiang Changan started from the line and surface, and then talked about professional knowledge such as film and television.

She drew while speaking, and a large piece of rice paper was fixed on the unloaded door panel, facing the seats of the students. Soon, the parts appeared on the paper, and finally they were combined to draw a whole plan.

Jiang Chang'an really didn't have any private possessions, Master Song and Li Shushen could see this. This kind of painting technique is simply very suitable for the Ministry of Industry, and it is much more advanced than the drawings of the Ministry of Industry.

Jiang Changan didn't speak quickly, everyone who should understand understood it, but very few people could remember it, and it was even worse when he started to draw.

It is obvious that Jiang Changan's drawing is very simple, but when he gets started, the line cannot be straightened and other problems.

"Okay, everyone will practice slowly in the future. The method is like this. If you don't understand, you can ask Chang'an. Let's go to school."

Anyway, Mr. Song had an epiphany. He wanted to go back and practice by himself, and then draw the results and send them to Beijing.

Jiang Changan gave a one-hour class, and by the way finished his own drawings.

"Jiarong, let's go home." Started making giant wheeled carts, labor-saving, heavy-duty, and convenient for walking on narrow field stalks.

"Oh." Jiang Jiarong was at a loss.

Why did my sister become a teacher, and he couldn't understand the lecture at all, so she fell asleep. When she woke up, she went to school. This, how easy it is to go to school!

"I'll go too." Li Shushen was the first to sign up. What was he doing at home? He didn't go to Jiang's house to play. Anyway, he was going to go out alone in two days.

"I'll go too, I'll go too." In the end, half of the students followed Jiang Changan.

Stealing woodworking skills or something, no!Because Jiang Changan directly explained the blueprint of the giant wheel cart, everyone who should know it, but how can it be so easy to make it?
Anyone who can read it at a glance, and then use it up after doing it, they are all children of about ten years old, and they don't have Jiang Changan's intelligence, how can they learn so many things at once.

So, back to Jiang's house, apart from Jiang Jiarong, the little tail, there were six or seven more students who were interested in giant wheel carts.

Since it is a classmate event, of course it is necessary to cultivate the love among classmates, hospitality is a must.

In the scorching summer, a cool freezing point is a must-have holy product. Finally, making ice with saltpeter was put on the agenda.

(End of this chapter)

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