After my bestie became famous, I also became famous

After hearing what Guo Fu said, Aunt Du and the village chief looked at each other in bewilderment.

Aunt Du rubbed her hands in shame and asked with a smile: "You mean, children can't be beaten all the time?"

Guo Fu: Uh...is that what I mean?

Gu Cun chuckled: "In our country, it has been said since ancient times that filial sons are born under the stick.

But times have changed.

Today's children can see the outside world through their mobile phones without leaving their homes.

You can also travel in different game worlds.

As a parent, the most important thing is guidance.

We are all ordinary people, so how can we expect our children to become successful one day? "

The village chief clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Mr. Gu is right.

My child, you have your own path to follow and your own life.

Aunt Du, we just need to intervene appropriately, and we can't suppress him all the time.

If the child is a spring, and you keep pressing on him, and then one day you let go, what will happen to the spring? "

One child answered quickly: "It will bounce!"

Another child: "You're wrong. The spring will just lie there and not move."

"I'll get you a spring to try."

"Just try it!"

Aunt Du just nodded.

She had only been to school for a few days, so she could only partially understand what was said.

Anyway, what the big shot from the city said was that you shouldn't beat and scold Zhuzi all the time, as it would be bad for him in the long run.

She can't do anything that is not good for the child.

"I understand. I will talk to him nicely in the future and won't hit him for no reason."

Zhuzi happened to come back with Liu Ke at this time.

I just heard my mom say this.

He excitedly ran behind Aunt Du and lay directly on her back.

He staggered after being pushed by Aunt Du.

Aunt Du raised her hand and slapped him on the butt.

"Hey, didn't you say you wouldn't hit me anymore? Why did you hit my butt again? It hurts so much."

Zhuzi covered his butt and cried out a few times.

Aunt Du smiled awkwardly twice, stood up and took him away.

"We'll go back first. Zhuzi hasn't finished writing yet. Let's ask Zhuzi's father to bring some home-cooked food to the guests in the city tomorrow."

"My dad's pies are delicious!"

Gu Cun hummed: "Thank you."

Then he looked at the pillar and said, "Go back and do your homework well. Even if you like playing football, you have to become a star who knows a lot of people."

Liu Zhu responded loudly: "I understand, Grandpa Gu, you should eat more."

Gu Cun smiled and raised his hand, patting his arm: "Okay."

After Zhuzi left, the children gradually dispersed.

Only the village chief, Gu Cun, Guo Fu and Liu Junran were left at the table.

The village chief then spoke slowly: "Mr. Gu, this time you chose our village to build a school. Our village is really blessed.

Over the years, I also know that the world outside has changed dramatically.

But we are just ordinary people, leading ordinary lives.

My only wish now is to give my children a bright future.

The former primary school in the village was built with the money I earned from collecting scraps when I was young.

It is this school that has taught many children to read.

But gradually, it no longer worked.

To open a school, the first thing to do is to hire teachers.

We are in a small mountain village in a remote area, so there is no teacher willing to come here.

Later, the last teacher in the school also left.

The children in the village can only walk to another school."

The village chief said this with a bitter look on his face.

He picked up the cup on the table and took a gulp of the white wine.

Only then did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

“That school is no longer viable.

In the past two years, all the teachers who should have left have left.

No one can stay in one place and suffer forever.

We can all understand.

But children can't do that. To them, teachers are guides.

They are the ones who teach them about the world.

Teach them people with clear cognition.

Now children from several large villages around here go to school.”

The village chief was a little incoherent.

But Gu Cun also understood.

There are few teachers and not many students.

But the children are of different ages.

We can't all take classes in the same class.

As he was talking, the village chief grabbed his hand and said, "Brother Gu, you don't know how long we have been waiting for this day.

There is a school in Wangjia Village, but it is too far from us.

Not to mention the other villages.

It would take several hours just to walk there.

Now several surrounding villages have heard that a new school is going to be built in our village.

The children were all very happy.”

"Hmm..." Gu Cun raised his hand and patted his hand gently a few times: "Are there any children in the surrounding villages going to high school now?"

The village chief thought for a moment and then said wait a moment.

Then he took out his cell phone and sent a message to someone unknown.

“Let me talk about our village first, and then I’ll ask about the others, I’m not sure about the details.

There are six or seven children in preschool classes in our village.

There were about ten elementary school students, ranging from first to sixth grade.

Three of them are in junior high school, at the No. 1 Middle School in Bidian Town, which is more than 20 kilometers away from our town.

A high school student in the county."

Upon hearing this, Gu Cun frowned.

According to previous data, there are children under the age of eighteen in the village.

Excluding the children who could not go to school, there were thirty or forty of them in total.

How come there are only three students who go on to junior high school?

"That high school kid..."

"That kid is really good. He's in the top high school in our county. I heard he even got a scholarship a few days ago."

Speaking of this child, the village chief was so proud.

Even his chest was straightened up a lot.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, his dark face had a slight blush on it.

"This child is the first one in our village to be admitted to the No. 1 high school, and the first one to receive a scholarship."

Liu Junran laughed in silence: "Village Chief, you seem to have a special feeling for this child. Is he your relative?"

The village chief waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, it can be considered as such."

When talking about this child, he seems to have endless things to say.

“This child has a hard life.

When he was three or four years old, his parents were working at a construction site outside. No one knew what happened, but they both passed away.

No body was found.

The workers only sent back two boxes of ashes.

The two old men couldn't bear the blow and followed him.

He has no relatives and grew up eating food from many families.

I have been very sensible since I was a child, and I often go to help other people's families.

The village is full of simple farmers, so it’s just a matter of making an extra living, right?

Going to school has always been my job to find a solution.

After entering junior high school, all tuition and miscellaneous fees are free, and the school also pays for meals.

Just some pocket money for daily life and buying some clothes.

It doesn't cost much money.

Not to mention going to high school, I got a scholarship.

A few days ago, when he came back from vacation, he told me that there was a milk tea shop where he could do some part-time work on Sundays.

He said that I don’t need to give him pocket money anymore.”

The village chief looked proud and couldn't help but pick up the cup and take another big sip of wine: "Hahahaha, who would have thought that this child would be the most competitive."