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Passing through the yard, walking to the side of the yard, under the eaves, Lian Ge stopped again, turned his gaze, and looked at the yard, the house behind the yard,
The yard crowded with all the villagers is slightly wider, and the ground is just compacted and leveled mud.
Behind the compacted mud yard is the last family at the end of the village.
Adjacent to the yard are three somewhat old houses, with bedrooms on both sides and the main room in the middle.
The roof is covered with black tiles, extending a little towards the yard, covering an eaves,
Most of the wooden boards on the eaves bear traces of wind erosion and rain, and have been repaired many times, with some reinforced wooden boards.
Under the eaves and on the outer wall, a lot of wall dust has already fallen off, and it looks a little mottled, but it seems to have been cleaned, and there is no excess dust or dirt.
In the middle, on the door of the main room that was opened to the inside, there were also some potholes on the door panel. The paint color had already faded, and there were still some traces left after the Spring Festival couplets were torn off by the door gods over the years.
At this moment, under the eaves, on both sides of the door, there are still two old people standing,
The two old men were like the old men at the entrance of the village, holding a willow branch in their hands, looking back and forth at the crowd of villagers in the yard,
Behind him, next to the door and the outer wall, there is a line drawn with realgar powder on the ground.
In the yard, none of the villagers came forward, they just waited quietly, a little silent, looking into the main room.
"...The village chief said, let everyone read what I just said, and read it in my heart to see if I understand it, if I remember it, and if there is anything, just ask again..."
In the yard, the villagers who came one by one waited quietly, silent.
The voices from the main room resounded in the yard.
Looking at the front of the main house, there is more realgar powder piled up than that at the entrance of the village, and the line drawn,
Then I glanced at the two old men standing at the door, guarding, looking back and forth in the yard and on the ground, holding willow branches,
Lian Ge turned his gaze again, and looked into the main room through the open door of the main room.
in the main room,
There is an incandescent lamp on the roof from the beams, and the wires connected to the incandescent lamp are covered with dust accumulated over the years.
The incandescent lamp is on, and the light is swaying down,
Reflecting the figures under the lamp, illuminating the whole hall,
Through the open door of the house, some light is reflected outside, reflecting on the villagers gathered in the yard.
Under the lamp, in the hall,
Towards the inner side, in the middle of the main room, there are seven or eight long tables, and two aisles are left on both sides for passing people.
Behind the long table, there are three middle-aged men and women in their 40s,
A middle-aged man and a woman are sitting with their backs facing the outside of the main room, holding a pen in their hands, and there are some notebooks and books on the table in front of them,
Either lower your head and look at something written in the notebook, or raise your head and look forward.
In front of several long tables, facing several long tables, there is another same table.
Behind the desk, on the wall, there is a movable blackboard with some handwriting written on the blackboard,
This is a simple classroom. In the classroom, there are three middle-aged people in their 40s.
On the podium, in front of the movable blackboard, there was no one standing, but an old man stood next to the table.
The old man was the one who spoke earlier.
The old man turned sideways, not facing the middle-aged men and women under the podium,
Instead, facing the empty podium, from time to time, he bent his back a little bit, moved his feet, turned around, said a few words to the bottom, and turned his body sideways again, looking at the podium.
"...The village chief asked, do you have anything else to ask?"
In the main room, the old man turned around again, facing some middle-aged men sitting in the main room, the woman said.
Looking at the podium, Lian Ge paused his gaze, turned his gaze away, and glanced at the room again.
in the main room,
In the aisle next to several long tables, there are a lot of things piled up, farm tools, woven bags, books, brochures, although they seem to have been sorted out, but there are too many things, it still looks a bit messy,
The wall dust on the side of the aisle, the wall dust has also fallen off, and a few calendar pictures are pasted,
The floor of the hall, like the courtyard outside, is just compacted mud.
This is an old house,
It's just that the long tables in the room are quite different from this old room.
Although it seems that it has been used for a long time, each table and stool have the same style, and they are much more neatly placed together.
The middle-aged men and women sitting behind the long table were either still thinking about the things written on the paper in front of them, or raised their heads and looked at the somewhat empty podium, silent, with some tears in their eyes. red.
Looked, paused his gaze,
Lian Ge turned his gaze to the podium again,
In sight, behind the podium, there is still a figure standing,
It was a young man in his early 30s,
Wearing simple clothes, the upper body is a long-sleeved single shirt, and the lower body is a pair of loose trousers.
There was a smile on his face, laughing, looking down at his students sitting in the classroom.
"...Uncle Dong, tell them, if they understand, then I'll explain it again."
The young man looked at the middle-aged men and women below, smiled again, turned his head, and looked at the old man standing beside him,
"...The village chief, why don't you take a rest first?"
The old man hesitated, opened his mouth and said something,
"...No need. I'm not tired now...I still have some time to do more things, so let's do more things."
The young man laughed and said again.
"Okay...the village chief said, if you didn't understand, he will repeat what he just said."
The old man hesitated and nodded again, and after answering, he turned around again, facing the middle-aged men below, the woman said,
"...You all should be more serious. It's not easy for the village chief to teach you at this time."
After a pause, the old man added another sentence.
"it is good."
The person below gritted his teeth, his eyes became redder, and he responded.
"...Uncle Dong, let me say something, and you can pass it on to me."
The young man looked at his students with a smile, said something to the old man, turned around, faced the hanging blackboard, and continued talking aloud.
, It's the beginning of the month, please give me a monthly pass, everyone
Chapter 934 It's Late
"...This word is the name, the name of the name. Brother Yue, there is this word in your name, you must know how to write this word..."
"...The village chief said, the name of this word..."
Outside the hall and in the yard, it was already crowded with people,
On the road outside the yard, people are getting more and more crowded,
It seems that people from the village have arrived here one after another, and fewer and fewer people came from the village road.
In the village, the houses of every household are still lit, and the lights are quiet.
In the courtyard full of people and on the village road, the more people there were, the quieter they became.
Only the main room with the lights on and the door open was left, reverberating and also spreading out, the voice of the old man who was conveying the words.
Standing under the eaves, outside the door of the main room, Lian Ge watched and listened,
The young man's voice and the old man's relayed voice alternated, intermingled, and resounded in my ears.
"...This word is the word money. You must know the word money..."
The young man stood on the podium, with a smile on his face, speaking loudly to his students.
Beside, the old man relayed,
Listening to the words relayed by the old man, the middle-aged man and woman sitting under the stage are holding the pens in their hands tightly, looking at the empty podium in their sight, their eyes are getting redder, but they are gritting their teeth and studying hard. , holding a pen, stroke by stroke, and write it down on paper.
The young man looked at his students below, but with a smile on his face, he said,
The old man standing next to him conveyed the message.
There are middle-aged men and women sitting here, teaching classes.
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"...Okay, everyone should understand better this time. Let's learn this first for today. If we go on, others will wait for a long time and delay other things."
On the podium, the young man paused after repeating the speech, and then said to his students with a smile,
"...The village chief said, everyone should..."
The old man next to him paused again, and conveyed the young man's words to the middle-aged man's wife below.
The eyes of the middle-aged men and women at the bottom became redder,
"...The village chief, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... We learned so many times, we learned so many times before we learned..."
Underneath, a middle-aged woman was holding a pen, her eyes were red, and there were tears in her eyes. She stood up and said loudly to the podium.
"...It's okay, it's okay...You are older, and your ability to accept is worse. Unlike me, I am younger."
The young man stood on the podium, looked at the middle-aged woman, and then looked at his student with red eyes, laughed, and then replied,
After waiting for the old man next to him to help convey the message, the sockets under his eyes became redder,
The tears in the eyes of the women could not be stopped, and the middle-aged men also clenched the pens in their hands, trembling all over.
Looking at his students in this class again, the young man paused again,
"...Uncle Dong, please convey a few words to them for me."
"Village chief, you can do what you say, you can do what you say..."
Turning his head, the young man smiled and said to the old man again,
The old man nodded and agreed.
The young man smiled, then turned his head and looked at the middle-aged women below, the man,
"You guys, in the future, you still have to continue studying. I know that some of you don't really want to come to listen to my lectures for you, but you are a little afraid of me. I asked you to come, so you came, right..."
"The village chief said..."
The young man smiled again, and said aloud to the middle-aged man and woman sitting below,
Listening to what the old man said, the words of the young man, the more tears filled the eyes of the women, and they shook their heads,
"No, village chief, we all came here on our own..."
"...Really, I have heard you talking about me behind my back, our village head, who is like an old woman, talking non-stop...Aren't you most afraid of me giving you lessons?"
The young man smiled and said aloud,
The people below did not smile, some people wanted to squeeze out some smiles, but the tears in their eyes rolled down first.
Watching, the young man paused again, and then continued,
"...In the future, you should study more. It's always good to know a few more words. At least, you don't have to go to the city in the future. You have to ask everyone one by one when you take a bus, right?"
"...In the past, when you were still young, you should study. At that time, you also wanted to study. But at that time, our village didn't have the conditions. Now that we have the conditions, we have to make up for it, right? "
"If you can know more characters, you can learn more characters, and if you can learn more things, you can learn more things. I don't want to hear, who will go out from the village in the future, and be told, where did this come from, what age is it, even I don't even know a single word!"
"...The people in our village are no worse than anyone else! They can't be shorter than anyone else!"
The young man was talking, the smile on his face was restrained, and he was talking to the middle-aged men and women below.
After waiting for the old man next to him to tell the story,