Chen Guoliang had a very unhappy year. Although his daughter explained, he believed it, but the villagers didn't believe it.

　　 Chen Guoliang only had a primary school diploma. There was no teacher in the village, and he knew a few words, so he was put on the shelves by the village party secretary. He didn't expect to work for 20 years.

　　 At the beginning, a monthly salary of 1 yuan, plus 1 work point per day, the brigade (village) will give a little more food at the end of the year. Up to now, the salary is 7 yuan a month without any subsidy. Even so, the salary is often owed. I don't know why the local government lacks that little money.

　　 This is the private teacher.

　　 Chen Guoliang’s proudest thing in his life is to send a son and a daughter to a technical secondary school.

　　 The secondary school in the 1980s took four years to complete all the basic courses of high school in the first year, and the remaining three years were professional courses (equivalent to undergraduate content). Not to mention the distribution of cadres after graduation, it is a good opportunity for children from rural areas and small counties to stand up.

　　 In order to send his sons and daughters to secondary school, Chen Guoliang had already carried a debt. If he hadn't been helped by his sister in the city, he couldn't make it.

　　 It is a pity that my daughter only catches up with the glorious tail of the secondary school. The food stamps issued by the school are enough, but you have to pay extra for meals. You can’t eat with only the food stamps. After graduation, there was no cadre establishment, and she could only be assigned to work as ordinary female workers in a cotton spinning mill, but she was also laid off.

　　 The son is even more miserable. Now the technical secondary school is basically equivalent to the high school diploma. Although the package is allocated, the ghost knows which broken factory is allocated.

　　 To be honest, whether it is Chen Tao or Chen Shi, the knowledge of the two siblings is not worse than that of ordinary undergraduates. They are just unlucky.

　　 It's fine now, the rumors spread all over the village, even in the city, and the whole family dare not go out.

　　 Hearing the noise from outside, Chen Guoliang asked his son, "What happened again?"

　　 Chen Shi probed out and looked at it a few times: "A lot of people came, just outside the school. There is also a man in a suit, who seems to be mentioning sister's name, and the village party secretary is next to him."

　　 "I'll go out and have a look." Chen Guoliang stood up and said.

　　 "Don't make trouble." His wife yelled hurriedly. She is in poor health and often needs to rest in bed.

　　Chen Tao was reading in her room, smiled and walked to the main room and said, "Maybe my boss is here."

　　 Chen Guoliang asked: "Is that the one you went to town to call him yesterday?"

　　 "Well, it's him," Chen Tao walked out happily, "Dad, don't worry. Once he comes, he will definitely solve any problem."

　　 "He is not a god." Chen Guoliang obviously didn't believe it.

　　 Chen Tao said with a smile: "He is sometimes a god, who can trick the dead into life."

　　 Chen Shi hurriedly followed and asked, "Sister, is your boss still short of people? I don't want to stay in school anymore."

　　 "Nonsense, in order to keep you in school, your sister stuffed the principal thousands of dollars!" Chen Guoliang immediately scolded. In his opinion, iron rice bowls are more reliable.

The three of them took a few steps and heard Song Weiyang point to the school and say: "Knowledge changes destiny, not to mention that you can make a lot of money after reading, but literacy is better than illiteracy. Let me tell you, your children will become illiterate. If you go to work in the city, you can remember it, and your salary will increase faster. If anyone is smart and is valued by the boss, he must be educated. Otherwise, even if the boss wants to promote you, you won’t be able to do it yourself."

　　 The villagers were laughing and laughing, they didn't take Song Weiyang's words seriously, because the village had no concept of going to the city to work.

　　 The reason why these people have the patience to listen to Song Weiyang's speech is because Song Weiyang is rich, and they are still shocked by Chen Tao's idea of ​​making more than 100,000 yuan.

　　 "Okay, well said, worthy of the big boss!" Only the village party secretary enthusiastically supported him.

Song Weiyang had little interest left to speak, and said to the village party secretary: "This school is too broken. I donated 5,000 yuan to install window glass in the classroom and renovate the roof. You can't let the students get caught in the wind or rain. , So you can study at ease!"

　　The village party secretary quickly bent over to pay tribute: "Thanks to the big boss for supporting the school, I will bow to you on behalf of the people in the village!"

　　 Maybe it was Song Weiyang who was too generous before, but now that he donated 5,000 yuan, the villagers didn't respond much, or maybe the renovation of the school has nothing to do with them.

　　 When these people saw Chen Tao appear, they immediately rushed over, all kinds of praise, all kinds of envy and flattery.

　　 is all praises, completely different from yesterday, which made Chen Guoliang a little uncomfortable, and soon chatted with the villagers with a smile. Everyone seemed to treat it as a rumor that had never been passed on.

　　 Supper was eaten at the house of the village party secretary. The chickens and ducks were slaughtered to entertain the guests. Zheng Xuehong was responsible for the wine and drank all kinds of meat and vegetables.

　　 Song Weiyang also drank a few glasses, went to the yard to sober up the wine, and Chen Tao followed out at some point.

"Is it a bit uncomfortable?" Chen Tao suddenly revealed her inferiority complex. "The village was only powered on three years ago, and now there is not even a TV set. Last time Brother Zheng sent me back, I insisted that he wait in the town. I'm afraid he will look down on me."

　　 Song Weiyang sat on the stone steps and said with emotion: "It's not easy for you. Growing up in such a backward environment, you can actually get admitted to a technical secondary school."

　　 "It's okay, after all, my dad is a teacher." Chen Tao said.

　　 "Economic backwardness is not terrible, but the terrible thing is mental backwardness," Song Weiyang said. "This afternoon I said that I would donate money to renovate the school. The villagers didn't respond. At that time, I felt a chill in my vest."

Chen Tao smiled bitterly: "You said that knowledge changes destiny. In fact, everyone in the village understands it. When my brother and I were admitted to a secondary school, they were envious, but after the envy, we still should do what. Prosperity is like knowing that it is possible to pick up money on the road. The hope is so slim and so small that they dare not even think about it. If the children of which family are really smart and show amazing learning talent, they are for the children~ lightnovelpub.net~ Even if you sell blood, you have to feed your children to school."

"Maybe, but the environment is too bad," Song Weiyang said. "It is not the economic environment, but the public opinion environment. They feel that their children are not for reading, so they say that reading is useless. Over time, the children believe it. This concept is deeply rooted."

Chen Tao nodded and said, "That's right. When I was studying in the village, one of my classmates had better grades than me, but he was far behind the students in the town. He was very smart and he was in the fifth grade. He didn’t read it because he didn’t read it. He said it’s useless to read the book. He ran to be an apprentice as a carpenter, and now he’s a carpenter. I’m not the same. Unless the farming is busy, my dad usually doesn’t let me work. Forced me to read my homework. In this way, I went to junior high school, my grades got better and better, and I finally got out of the mountains."

　　 "Hey," Song Weiyang laughed suddenly, "Stop talking about such a heavy topic, let's discuss how to get revenge. What is that Sun..."

　　 "Sun Lin." Chen Tao said.

　　 "Yes, Sun Lin," Song Weiyang said, "This guy has to be arrested, so he can't let him deceive female workers to become a lady in Shenzhen."

　　 Chen Tao said: "It's a bit difficult. He doesn't admit it. Although the female workers who became young ladies were deceived, they are now helping him to speak, and they don't admit that there is such a thing at all."

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Since you can't make sense, then spend money."

　　 "Spend money?" Chen Tao couldn't understand.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "What can be solved with money, then it is not a problem at all! Go back to sleep, get up early and enter the city tomorrow."

　　 Song Weiyang stood up and patted the dust on his butt. He was staying at the village branch secretary tonight.

　　 Chen Tao looked at the starry sky, then at Song Weiyang's back, and tweeted: "The beautiful scenery of the good day, I don't understand the customs, I don't know how to talk!"