The next day, Yang Shifeng went to town to invite Master Qiao.

The academy where Qiao Fuzi is now is a very small academy with only 20 children in it. The environment of the academy is not very good, the walls are mottled and worn, and it looks a bit dim. Most of the tables and chairs lack arms and legs, and the colors are also black. That's okay, and the children in class dressed up look like the children of less wealthy people.

Yang Shifeng estimated that the master here should not have much money for a month.

Master Qiao was in class, Yang Shifeng didn't bother him rashly. He waited until noon to have a meal and rest before entering the master's rest cubicle to find him.

Qiao Fuzi was eating lunch, and simply a small dish of greens and a small dish of fried eggplant. There was no meat or fish. Yang Shifeng took a look and then took his gaze back, gave him a polite and stepped aside, saying, "Master, no I'm sorry to disturb you. It's because the younger generation has something to look for you, but you can eat first, and we will talk afterwards." Qiao Fuzi is about forty years old, and the two are in the same place. Yang Shifeng claims to be a younger generation very suitable.

Qiao Fuzi didn’t know Yang Shifeng, and thought it was the father of a child who came to him for something, so he asked Yang Shifeng to sit down. He didn’t wait until the meal was finished, but immediately put down his chopsticks and said, “Eat. No hurry. I don’t know what’s up with the little brother who came to see me?"

Yang Shifeng first introduced himself: "My name is Yang Shifeng and I belong to Baiyun Village."

Hearing that it was from Baiyun Village, Master Qiao was stunned, and once again asked Yang Shifeng to sit down, and he got a lot closer to him, "It turns out that you are from Baiyun Village, and I am from the village next to your village. It's a fellow. However, I haven't been back for many years, and I don't know what's going on there now."

Yang Shifeng smiled, "The village has not changed much from before."

Qiao Fuzi nodded, with a little emotion in his tone: "Yes, it is too troublesome to come out of the village. What can be changed if you live there in the era." After saying this, Qiao Fuzi also realized that Yang Shifeng was not his student. Father came, and asked Ming Yang Shifeng why he was here, "I don't know why you are looking for me?"

Yang Shifeng didn't go around the corner, and said straightforwardly: "Master Qiao, I am here today to ask you to go back and be a teacher for the children in the village."

Master Qiao was taken aback when he heard it, but didn't understand for a while, "What? Be a teacher for the children in the village? What do you mean?"

"It's like this. We built a school in the village. We want the children in the village to also have books and learn a little knowledge. Now that the school has been built, there is a lack of a master. I know you belong to us. People have a certain affection for the mountains, so I took the liberty to invite you. I hope that Mr. Qiao, you can consider thinking about it. Go back there and teach the children in the village to read and write."

Qiao Fuzi was surprised. "A school has been built in the village?" He knew how closed and poor the village was. He had never thought that there could be a school in the village. It sounded unrealistic.

Yang Shifeng could understand Master Qiao's shock. After all, when he heard that the school was going to be built in October, he hadn't accepted it for a long time.

"It's true Master Qiao. The school was built next to my home. It was just built. And now Shili 8 Village has determined that more than 30 children will come to class. Now there is a lack of a master. As soon as the master arrives, he can do it right away. Class has started."

Qiao Fuzi touched the beard on his chin, and finally accepted this incredible fact, and said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that we could have a school in the mountains. We have never had such a thing there for so many years. I wanted to study at that time. I went all the way to eavesdrop in the school in the town, and then went home to study by myself. Every time I walked with blisters, my feet were so painful that I couldn’t sleep. If there was a school in the village at that time. How great."

Yang Shifeng was full of emotion when he heard it, "Yeah, our place is too closed and too poor. The children never thought about going to school to read. They can only face the loess with their backs to the sky and want to work in the town, except When coolie can’t do anything else, it’s because they can’t do anything. If someone can teach the children to read and write and give them a little bit of knowledge, I believe it will be a hundred times better than it is now, and the village will gradually not be so poor."

Qiao Fuzi nodded in agreement, "Yes, it is always good to learn something."

Yang Shifeng asked again: "Then, Master, can you go back to teach the children? You also know that you have been out there for so many years, and there is no more suitable teacher besides you. ."

Qiao Fuzi frowned, and there was obvious hesitation in his eyes. Although he felt that it was really good to build a school in the village, and it was a great thing for children to learn knowledge, but from a personal point of view, he had to admit that the mountains were too closed and poor. He finally got out of there with years of hard work. Although he didn't go further in his fame, he is still a good teacher in the town. At least the conditions in the town are unmatched in the village.

Under the current circumstances, it is very difficult for him to let him resign from his post as a master here and return to the countryside. Moreover, even if he could agree for the sake of his hometown, his family would not agree.

Alas, he is old, now he is a layman, and he is no longer as a scholar.

Master Qiao sighed, and said to Yang Shifeng with a sense of shame: "Little brother, thank you for admiring the old man, but the old man has been used here for many years. My family is also used to the life here, and then we move back to the village. I'm afraid I can't adapt, you should look for someone else."

It's not surprising that Master Qiao would reject Yang Shifeng. Anyone would reject it. After all, the conditions in the town were not comparable to those in the village.

Fortunately, the Eleven Generals Academy was built so well, so that he has the capital to convince Qiao Fuzi.

Yang Shifeng arched his hands to Qiao and his son and said: "Master, the younger generation knows your concerns. The conditions in the village are indeed not good. It is difficult to get out. It is indeed very difficult to give up life in the town and return to the village. However, it is precisely because of that. With this in mind, when we were building the school, we deliberately built a very spacious yard behind the school. It was for the master’s family to live in. The decoration inside is by no means worse than the inn in the town. We hope the master can live in it. Be comfortable."

Qiao Fuzi opened his eyes slightly, and his heart was full of surprise. He didn't expect the school to build a house for the master, and it is not worse than the inn? The environment is not bad.

Qiao Fuzi thought of the house his family lives in now. The house is a teaching house assigned by the school to the masters. It is small in size and has only two rooms. The furniture and everything are old furniture that others don’t want. The family is crowded in a small room. After so many years. He didn't want to be so crowded, but a yard in the town was too expensive. There were children studying in his family, which cost a lot of money. He really couldn't afford the yard. He couldn't even afford the rent, so he could only squeeze here. Seeing that the children were getting older, when he married his wife and had children, his daughter-in-law was so worried that he couldn't sleep.

If there are enough places to live now, the troubles will be solved.

Master Qiao's heart moved.

Yang Shifeng looked at Qiao Fuzi’s expression in his eyes, and continued to say calmly, “Also, I know it’s not convenient to get to town from the village. It’s troublesome to buy anything, but now my house has a grocery store and we have everything. I don’t need to go to the town to buy and sell things anymore. Now the villagers in Shiliba Village come to my house to buy and sell things. Life is fairly convenient, and the master doesn’t have to worry about what to buy.”

Master Qiao was shocked again now, he even had a shop?

Yang Shifeng paused, and said the last point: "Furthermore, although the villagers don’t have much money, they will still give the children’s repairs. My family also has a child to attend classes. My wife and I will pay the master a couple of dollars every year. Bundle repair money, as for the other children, each person pays 300 yuan for bundle repair every year."

Qiao Fuzi blinked, and quickly calculated in his heart: There are at least a few hundred children in Shili Ba Village, even if there are only 30 children in school, then at least a dozen silvers can be earned a year. This figure surprised Qiao Fuzi. You must know that now he teaches in the town, and he only has eight taels of silver a year, and he has to spend money to buy everything in the town, and there is very little money actually saved.

But going to the village is different. There is land in the village, and you can grow everything yourself. Then there will be less places to spend money, and more will be saved, and you will have money to marry your children.

This time, Qiao Fuzi was even more excited.

But this is a big deal. He won't be able to make a decision for a while, so he has to discuss it with his old wife and children in the family.

"Little brother, this matter is not a trivial matter after all. I have to think about it. The old man can't promise you for a while."

Yang Shifeng smiled and said, "Of course, such a big thing needs to be considered carefully and discussed with his family. Let's go, I don't know if Master Qiao is interested in going to the village school to have a look. Maybe Master will go. You can make a decision just by looking at it. If the Master wants, the younger generation can come and pick you up tomorrow."

Qiao Fuzi raised his eyes and was very moved by this proposal. He wanted to see what this school was like.

After thinking for a while, Master Qiao nodded, "The old man will go and see, please, brother, you will pick me up tomorrow."

"No trouble, then it's settled. The younger generation will pick you up early tomorrow morning."

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When Yang Shifeng arrived home, it was already dark, and everyone had eaten dinner and washed and was ready to go to bed.

The first thing Yang Shifeng did was to enter the room to see Eleven.

Eleven was sitting at the table, playing with herbs with dim candles, and seeing Yang Shifeng coming back, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stood up, "You are finally back? Why is it so late?"

Yang Shifeng held on to Eleven, picked her up and sat down on her lap, and nodded her forehead, "Why are you still picking up the herbs so late? The candle is too dark. You are not good for your eyes or your children." Okay, didn’t you want to go to bed earlier? You can’t stay up late now."

Eleven saw that he was verbose again, stretched out his fingers to pinch his lips, "Well, don't talk about me, I just see you are not coming back, I can't let it go. If you don't hold me, I can't sleep ."

Yang Shifeng feels that Eleven is now more and more able to stir his heart, and casual words can make his heart so soft, he can't bear to say a word about her anymore, and can only coax him.

"You, you will be crazy!"

Eleven laughed, kissed the corner of his lips, took his hand to his belly and said to please: "Your little boy hasn't slept yet, he is very energetic every night, maybe he stayed up late, don't worry. he."

Yang Shifeng patted her ass, "It will be nonsense, the child must have fallen asleep, how late it is now."

Eleven, he didn’t believe him, he pouted, clicked on his belly, and lowered his head to his belly and said, “Hey, fat guy, your father doesn’t believe you are not asleep yet, so please say hello to your father. , Let him not think that his mother is talking nonsense."

However, there is no movement in the big belly, no reaction at all, where is so lively during the day.

Yang Shifeng put his big hand on Eleven’s belly and looked at Eleven with a smile. His heart was sweet and sad. Eleven is now almost like his daughter. Maybe it will be more headache than a child in the future. Bring your baby? Hey, let him bring the baby in the future, otherwise he is afraid that mother and son will fight every day.

"Well, the child must be asleep, so don't poke him."

Eleven was dissatisfied, and said: "I tell you, this little fat guy is pretending, he didn't go to bed so early at all, he would have to kick me when I was asleep, and it is impossible to sleep now."

After finishing talking, Eleven poked his big belly again, "Little fat guy, don't pretend."

Yang Shifeng couldn’t laugh or cry. After eleventh was pregnant, he became almost like a child. The character gap between him and her was getting bigger and bigger. He was childish and cute, but he loved her to death. He wanted her to be like this for the rest of his life. He was willing. Always pet her like a daughter.

Yang Shifeng took the eleventh poke of the little fat man's hand away, and gently stroked his stomach, "Well, my child must be tired from playing today, so go to bed earlier than usual, let's let him go to sleep."

Eleven pouted and finally let go of the little fat man.

However, just when Yang Shifeng took his hand away from his stomach, his stomach suddenly bulged into a big bag, and the little fat man inside was kicking again.

Eleven yelled "Ah" and looked at his stomach annoyedly, "I said he was pretending and didn't sleep at all. He kicked him as soon as you removed your hand. This little fat man is so annoying."

Yang Shifeng didn't know what to say at this time. He was a kid, really naughty, and he would play hide-and-seek with adults.

At this moment, Eleven was kicked again. This kick was more powerful than the previous one. It hurts even after Eleven kicked.

Upon seeing this, Yang Shifeng hurriedly put his hand on his stomach again and stroked it back and forth, softly soothing the child in his stomach: "Okay, good, baby, don't make trouble, it's time to go to bed, don't kick your mother."

The child in the stomach seemed to have heard the old father's comfort, and gradually became obedient. He really didn't kick anymore, and finally stopped eleven.

On eleven, he rolled his eyes, and was so angry that he decided to leave the little fat man in his stomach no more, and then asked about the business, "How are you going to town? What did that Qiao Fuzi say?"

"Qiao Fuzi refused at the beginning, and then I explained to him all the benefits of our academy. Later, he was a little moved, and I invited him to visit our academy tomorrow. He agreed, and I will pick it up tomorrow. He comes here." After speaking, Yang Shifeng brought a little self-belief: "I think he will be heartened by visiting our college."

Eleven felt the same way, "Although we are in a village, which is not as prosperous as the town, the conditions we provide him are not bad at all. He is definitely more comfortable living here than in the town, and his income is higher. The average person They should all be willing, not to mention that this is his hometown. He will always have special feelings for his hometown."

Yang Shifeng touched Eleven's face, "Okay, I will fix this, don't worry, it's not early, it's really time to sleep."

I yawned on the eleven, and I really felt sleepy. He put his arms around Yang Shifeng's neck, and gradually couldn't open his eyes, "Then I will sleep."

As soon as the voice fell, people closed their eyes and instantly fell asleep.

Yang Shifeng curled the corners of his lips, kissed Eleven's forehead, picked her up and put her on the bed.

The next day, Yang Shifeng drove the donkey cart to the town again and took Qiao Fuzi back.