Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

A picture emerged in the head of the village.

"Will this day really come?"

Lin nodded affirmatively: "There will be such a day, and it won't be too late."

A teacher's monthly salary is about two taels of silver, which is not a lot, but not a little either.

Farmers can only save a little over one or two taels of silver after working hard for a whole year. If they encounter a disaster year, they will not be able to harvest anything, and their accumulated wealth will be wiped out.

If the village has an industry that can make money, the most appropriate option would be for the village to pay for a teacher.

Although Xiahe Village currently does not have the ability to make money, Lin believes that as long as everyone works together, life will get better and better.

If Jingwen's mother says it's possible, then it will definitely be possible.

The village head couldn't help rubbing his hands: "What should I do?"

I have never touched any money in my life.

Lin smiled and said, "You don't have to do anything now. Just write a lease document and let my family rent the village's threshing ground for three days."

"Okay, okay, I'll go back and write it."

The village head went back happily, no longer caring about whether to collect the money or not.

As long as the children in the village can go to school, these are all small matters.

"You..." Old Mrs. Cui's face was full of pain. She just said two words, quickly covered her mouth, slapped her thigh, and simply went back to the house.

Out of sight out of mind.

The head of the village said that it would be given to them for free, but Lin was so eager to give them money.

I haven't earned any money yet, but I've already spent three hundred coins.

Old Mrs. Cui felt that she needed to lie down on the kang and relax.

Xiaowu's eyes sparkled: "Aunt San, can we go to school too?"

Xiaowu's little hands were covered with a layer of dust, and the gaps between his nails were full of yellow mud. He was so nervous that he clutched the corner of his clothes, leaving an obvious dirty mark.

"Of course. From now on, Third Aunt will send you to school, and the same goes for Lidong."

"Bang--"

There was a crisp sound, followed by a short exclamation.

Lidong hurriedly squatted down and picked up the pottery bowl that had fallen to the ground.

She just heard something. Third Aunt seemed to be telling her to go to school too.

Xiao Qi yelled, "Why is Fourth Sister so careless?"

The ceramic bowl, which was originally chipped, was now broken into two pieces. Lidong held the broken bowl and looked at his aunt anxiously.

"It's okay, it needs to be replenished anyway." Lin embraced Lidong and touched her hair.

"...Aunt San, you just said..." Lidong asked in a low voice, his small face, which was the size of a palm, turned red.

She had never heard that girls could go to school, so her third aunt must have said it casually.

But Lidong couldn't help but look forward to it. If possible, she wanted to learn a few words.

Lin looked at the children and said seriously, "When conditions improve in the future, I will send you all to school, including you."

This time the children heard clearly what Aunt San said. They looked at each other and felt like they were dreaming.

"How can a school accept girls?" Old Man Cui said as he passed by. "With so many children at home, it would cost so much to send them all to school. If we want to study, sending just one child is enough."

Old man Cui's light words brought the children back to reality from their dreams.

Grandpa was right. The family simply didn’t have that much money to let them all go to school.

"Aunt San, I don't like studying. I won't go." Silang spoke decisively, shaking his head like a rattle.

"...I'm also a bit stupid, so let Xiaoqi go." Xiaowu took a step back.

Erlang said slowly, "Xiao Qi goes to school during the day and comes back to teach us at night, so he has all the tuition fees left."