The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 383

HD really doesn't want to face Duan Li.

What's more, collecting money and buying books are two different things. The former is very simple, but the latter sounds simple, but it is much more difficult to do, especially if you have to sell a lot of money, he really has no confidence to complete it.

What's more, he still likes being with Duan Yu, living a life of practicing martial arts and fighting in the martial arts arena, asking people to inquire about some big and small people in the capital and other useful and useless things, it's much better to guard a little girl all day boring!

HD's reaction made Duan Yu feel more and more that there are too few people he can use.

Father Wang said that although the school belongs to him, not every school is worthy of careful training. It is necessary to select the best talents. This is why he said that he lacks money, just to train these outstanding talents.

The choice of HD also made Duan Yu accept Duan Li's joining, but he also decided to choose someone who can be more powerful than Duan Li to be next to Zhang Xiaohua.

Zhang Xiaohua was the happiest, and promised to finish the story of Monkey King as soon as possible, and then discuss the sale when Duan Li was free.

HD sounded like swallowing a fly.

Duan Yu had expected it a long time ago, without any expression, with a small face, hands behind his back, and a small back straight, he went to the school and inspected his territory.

Zhang Xiaohua takes care of her territory at home.

Gao Qing's suggestion is to keep the two wives, Zhang Xiaohua did not expect that Gao Qing understands this aspect quite well.

"There are too few people here. When guests come, there must be someone who brings tea and water. You are the master. Who will accompany the guests when you do these tasks? Besides, two women can also talk as companions."

Zhang Xiaohua thinks what Gao Qing said makes sense, just two of them.

These two women are in their forties and have some fields. The men are in business and often go out. The children follow the men outside. They live with their parents-in-law at home. The parents-in-law think they are idle, so they drive them out to work.

Food and housing are in charge, and there is only one little girl serving them, which makes them feel that this job is really good.

Zhang Xiaohua was also quite satisfied, the two women cooked well, the cooking process was fairly clean, and they knew how to clean up inside and out after finishing, the work was very solid.

One of them was named Liu and the other Ping, so Zhang Xiaohua called them Mrs. Ping and Mrs. Liu.

"You guys sit down too. I don't have high requirements. I just need to cook delicious and clean food. The house in the yard is cleaned every day. When guests come, I will treat them well. The rest is to guard the house. I can't throw things away and I can't let other people come in. I like to be quiet."

Zhang Xiaohua leaned on the armrests of the chair with both hands, and said in a masterly manner.

The two hurriedly agreed.

"The housekeeper Zhang told you about the wages, so I won't say more. There are red envelopes for New Year's Day, red envelopes for happy events at home, and red envelopes for your meritorious service in emergencies. If guests reward you, I don't want them. Do you have any questions?" ?”

Mrs. Ping hesitated.

"Girl, can I go home every few days? My house is not very far from here, only half a day's journey away. My in-laws are at home, so it's not good if I don't come back for a long time..." She said in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaohua sighed, being a daughter-in-law is really not easy anywhere.

"When you go home every two days, you take turns. You can stay at home for one night and one day, but if you want more, your wages will be deducted."

The two were not dissatisfied with deducting wages, but thanked them with a sigh of relief.

It seems that going back every few days is really important to them.

Zhang Xiaohua thought about it and asked again.

"Are you literate?"

The two froze for a moment and shook their heads.

"From now on, learn to read with me every day, two characters a day, can write and recognize, take the exam at the end of the month, and whoever does well in the exam will get a red envelope."

After Zhang Xiaohua finished speaking, she took out a piece of paper in her hand.

"This is our family's work rules. You stick it on the wall. After you read all the words on it, you must memorize them, and then follow the above."

The two took the paper and looked at the densely packed words on it, only to feel that one head and two were bigger.

Back in their own room, the two pasted up the paper and looked at the words on it face to face.

"What do you think is written on it?" Mrs. Ping asked.

"I don't know, I don't know any of them." Aunt Liu said.

"The master said that we should follow the above. I think there are so many things written, so there are too many requirements?" Mrs. Ping was very worried.

"I thought the master's family was just a little girl from the country, and she was very easy to serve, but I didn't expect it to be like this. We also need to be able to read, we are half-grown old women, what kind of characters can we know, just do the job well!"

"That's right. Fortunately, the girl didn't say that the exam is not good enough to deduct the wages. At worst, I don't want the red envelope."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

They were thinking about what to do here, and Zhang Xiaohua had already spread paper on the kang table and started drawing.

She is going to fight for the Virgin Mary!

Teaching two women how to read is also for the sake of the Virgin.

She is not that great, she is actually very selfish when she works as a teacher to eliminate illiteracy, and she will not do things that are not good for her.

Since the spread of knowledge can get the Holy Mother value, wouldn't it be a waste for these two people to spread the knowledge?

It's not life-threatening, let alone expending energy, why not do it, even if the value of the Virgin is a little less, the mosquito is still meat no matter how small it is.

Afternoon sunlight in early winter falls on the paper through the window lattice, each picture is being completed, the tip of the pen touches the paper, making a slight rustling sound, the chubby face of the owner of the painting is serious and focused.

There is a sense of tranquility at this moment.

And in the school at this moment, Duan looked at the children studying, feeling very strange, and couldn't help thinking that they were all his people, all of them!

Since he can remember, he has been accompanied by medicine every day. All he thinks and hears is to live. It seems that what he does every day is not to die. It is really boring to live like that.

Then he suddenly encountered a misfortune, was kidnapped and resold, thinking that this would end this boring life, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

He no longer has to worry about dying at any time, he can do more things, like his father, become the whole palace, these people in front of him, and even more, rely on!

And all of this is because of Zhang Xiaohua.

Ugly girl!
Duan Yu showed a happy smile.

……

Zhang Daniu looked at Duan Yu, although he looked very ordinary in his clothes, he still exuded an indescribable sense of luxury, his young and immature face was so exquisite and beautiful that he dared not look directly at him, which also made him give birth to the same child, why the difference? Such a big emotion.

For Zhang Erniu, seeing Duan Yu was like opening the door to a new world. He had seen a rich kid, but he had never seen such a rich kid with so many people behind him.

The most important thing is that the poor kid who came into his house casually followed him like a follower, which made him relieve his anger.

It turns out that children can do the same, he thought to himself.

"Brother, who is that?" He asked in a low voice.

Zhang Daniu looked at his younger brother and shook his head.

"Endorse, it doesn't matter who we are."

Of course Zhang Erniu knew it was okay, but he couldn't help but look at it.

The clothes he wears are so beautiful, do those people behind him have swords hanging around their waists?Will it be drawn out and sparkle like in an opera?Will they do somersaults?

Zhang Erniu unfolded his unconstrained imagination.

(End of this chapter)