A car accident, our family of three crossed

Master Liu agreed very much. With this book, it would be much easier to teach children to write in the future.

"Shuheng, you think more carefully than I do. You care more about the children in the village going to school than I do. You are fully capable of being a teacher, so why do you still come to me?" This is also a question that Master Liu often thinks about.

He had just arrived in the village, so he could not integrate into the village in such a short period of time. In his heart, he always regarded himself as an outsider, and he took on the position of teacher in the village elementary school after much consideration.

At least, for the time being, he couldn't do what Hang Shuheng did, who cared so much about the affairs of the primary school and searched for gold in the ocean of books to find such a book that was most suitable for children in their enlightenment period.

In his opinion, Hang Shuheng was the most suitable candidate to be the teacher.

He believed in Hang Shuheng's talent and ability. Since coming to Shangtang Village and having more contact with Hang Shuheng, he realized one thing.

With Hang Shuheng's talent and knowledge, even if he had not left Hongyuan Academy, there would probably be no one in the academy who could teach him, because his talent and knowledge had surpassed any teacher in the academy, including Master Liu himself.

In contrast, Master Liu did not feel jealous at all. He now admired Hang Shuheng from the bottom of his heart. At the same time, he began to reflect on himself. He might try to integrate into this simple village and make some contributions to the next generation like the villagers.

"I have a lot of things on hand, so I can't spare the time to take on the role of teacher." Hang Shuheng gave an explanation, and then said: "Master Liu, you are different. You already have teaching experience, and you don't have anything else to do outside. It's just right for you to devote yourself to educating the children in the elementary school."

At this point, he paused, and then continued, "We'll ask the head of the village to come over and discuss the specific details later, and try to allocate things by the end of the year, so that we can start school in the spring."

"In the first year, the students may only be from our village. When the reputation of our village primary school spreads, perhaps children from the surrounding villages will send their children to study in our school. The scale of our primary school may even expand, and by then it may not be worse than the academy in the city."

The big promises made by Hang Shuheng made Master Liu's blood boil.

The space of this primary school is not small at present. If it is expanded in the future, it will truly become a college.

By then, children from all over the country would sign up to study in the academy here. If one of these children turned out to be promising, all the efforts would be worth it.

The two of them talked deeply in the study for a long time and did not come out until almost noon.

Mrs. Liu was already preparing lunch in the kitchen, and Song Ning was busy with her.

Yangyang had arrived at some point and was playing with the rabbit in the yard with Xiao Niannian. Liu Yi, as the older brother, was watching the two little ones.

Hang Shuheng asked: "Yangyang, when did you come?"

When Yangyang heard his father's voice, he clapped his hands and ran over, "Dad, Mom and I came here together. Brother Ayi asked us to come here for dinner."

At this time, Mrs. Liu came out of the kitchen with a smile and explained, "We have been taken care of by you since we came to the village, and we haven't had the chance to thank you properly. Today is a good opportunity, so I thought of inviting you to our home for a simple meal."

"In that case, thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. You guys take a rest, and we'll be able to eat soon."

Mrs. Liu chatted for a few words and then returned to the kitchen to busy herself. She knew that Song Ning was a good cook and she wanted to take this opportunity to ask him for more advice.

Soon, the two of them prepared a table of food. After the meal, the family of three left Master Liu's house.

When I got home, I saw several people, big and small, eating hot pot around the stove in the yard!

"Oh! We're not eating at home today, you guys are eating really well!" Song Ning teased with a smile.

This furnace in the yard was designed by Hang Shuheng a while ago and custom-made by a blacksmith shop. He also negotiated a deal with the blacksmith shop and signed a profit-sharing contract.

This is what they are like now. They don't want to worry too much, so they hand over the money-making things in their hands and let others worry about the business. They don't have to worry about anything at home and can just wait for dividends.

This stove has many uses. In your spare time, you can sit in the yard, roast a fire, and boil tea. You can put a casserole on it and enjoy the freedom of hot pot.

Song Ning had fried a lot of hot pot base before, so that if one day she didn't feel like cooking, she could just make a pot and start eating. Even if she was not good at cooking like Qingshuang, she would not have to worry about not having a good meal.

In Dongli Kingdom, people still eat hotpot a lot in winter, but most of them are just boiled meat and fish slices in water and eaten without too many fancy dishes.

When Song Ning was frying the hot pot base, he sent a portion to the shopkeeper Liu of Zui Xiang Ju. As a result, the next day, shopkeeper Liu came in a hurry.

It was still the old method, the recipe was handed over and the dividend contract was signed. Song Ning could hardly remember how many dividend contracts his family had, and he had to open the small treasury to count them from time to time.

Counting contracts, counting silver, there is nothing more enjoyable than doing this.

Today, Xu was not busy in the workshop, so she came here to work. Although there was basically nothing to do at home on weekdays, Xu was a worrier and always had a lot of worries on her mind.

Seeing them coming back, he stood up and asked, "Sir, Madam, would you like some more soup? I'll get you some bowls and chopsticks."

Song Ning quickly stopped her, "No, you guys eat yours, don't worry about us, we are all full."

"Okay!" Xu nodded, but she still asked Yangyang, "Young Master Yangyang, do you want to eat some more?"

"Okay, okay!" Yangyang accepted all offers. As soon as he entered the yard, he smelled the aroma of the hot pot soup base. Even though he had already eaten his fill at Master Liu's house, now smelling this aroma, he felt that he could eat a little more.

Song Ning held his forehead in silence, wondering how this kid could eat so much.

She reminded him, "Yangyang, just eat a little. Don't eat too much, okay? It will make you feel uncomfortable if you eat too much."

"I understand, mother. I'll just eat a little." Yangyang nodded seriously in agreement.

After Xu brought out the dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen, the little guy squeezed in between Mudun and Chen Xiaobao and sat down. He skillfully ate the meat slices and blanched the vegetables, and he enjoyed his meal very much.

Song Ning stopped and watched for a while. It turned out that she had told the kid to eat only a little, and he agreed, but he never did it!

I hope he doesn't eat too much.