Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Li was discussing the opening time of the oil press with the old man in the house. He had already heard the laughter of several people outside.

The village head said, "I don't know who this child takes after. She's kind to everyone she loves, but when it comes to hurting someone, her heart is as hard as iron. Look at Sanzhu. He spoke to her with a smug look on his face, but she ignored him. She's a stubborn girl."

The old patriarch glanced at his son and said, "Then don't make her sad. People are all made of flesh and blood. Only if sincerity is rewarded with sincerity, then this child will be a thousand-mile horse that can pull a harness."

Song Jinxiu entered the main hall and saw the old patriarch was there too. Her face immediately fell and she said aggrievedly, "Great Grandfather, Second Grandfather, I was bullied today. Ahem..."

The old patriarch was shocked. He had been keeping an eye on this child since she became the head of the family, and he had never seen her like this.

The village head was also taken aback, then he slammed the table and asked, "Who was it? Did that blind person bully you?"

Song Jinxiu pouted and told about her experience at the county magistrate's house in a wronged manner.

The village head heaved a sigh of relief, then sighed helplessly, "Hey! Girl, we are ordinary people. Sometimes we have to swallow our anger. As for people, there are many things in this life that we have to compromise for. After all, we are the ones asking others to do things for us."

The old patriarch also sighed, "They didn't hit us, they didn't harm us, that's good. Be patient and you'll have peace; take a step back and you'll have a broader horizon. When you're not as good as others, you have to be tolerant."

Song Jinxiu thought to herself: But I don’t want to endure it anymore.

After being wronged, she just complained and acted coquettishly in front of her elders and then got over it. Then she started to talk about serious matters.

"Second Grandpa, let's hold a village meeting tonight."

The head of the village asked nervously, "What are you going to do? Girl, if we really suffer a great injustice, Second Grandpa will be the first one to disagree. Even if it means risking my life, I will seek justice for you.

But isn't it okay? Let alone a few scoldings, even a couple of slaps, as long as it doesn't break any arms or legs, just bear it. Ah, good boy, Second Grandpa knows you're wronged, but we can't beat them, so just bear it, okay? "

Song Jinxiu was speechless.

"I'm not doing this for my own business."

The old patriarch pushed the washed apricots toward her and asked, "Oh? What do you want to do, girl?"

Song Jinxiu picked a big, red apricot, broke it open, and threw half of it into her mouth. As she ate, she said, "I want to organize night classes for the villagers."

"Don't throw away the apricot kernels."

Li Zheng hurriedly stopped her from throwing the apricot kernels, took them and put them in a wicker frame on the side.

Every year he would collect apricot kernels, take out the almonds inside, and then soak them in clean water for a day and a night, rinsing and changing the water several times to remove the bitterness, and then soaking them in salt water. It would become an excellent dish to go with wine.

The village head hurriedly asked, "What kind of night class is this?"

Song Jinxiu said, "I want to start a literacy campaign for the villagers."

"What?" The village head said he didn't understand.

The old patriarch seemed to be thinking about something, but his two small eyes were bright and reserved, waiting for Song Jinxiu to explain.

Song Jinxiu asked, "There are probably about 700 to 800 people in our Songjia Village, right?"

The village head said: "Our Song family is a large clan. Including the few families that have come from outside, there are a total of 689 people."

Song Jinxiu nodded. "There are nearly 700 people. Are there 100 who can read? No, right?"

The village head said, "Not even a hundred. Our village is pretty good, with about fifty or so people who can read."

Song Jinxiu glanced at the village head, which made him feel uneasy.

This girl. What's that look?

Am I wrong? More than fifty is really good. If Linhe Village can have ten of them, their ancestors would be very lucky.

Song Jinxiu said, "Whether it's the development of the oil press workshop, Jinfang's toiletries workshop, or my brother and Fuquan's Three Heroes Winery, they all require people who can read and do math."

If in the future we, the people of Songjia Village, leave Songjia Village and go to the provincial capital or the capital, will we still be in the dark and not be able to tell whether the value on a banknote is one hundred taels or one thousand taels?

"To achieve development and prosperity, literacy is an urgent issue that needs to be addressed. Therefore, I want to open a night school. I mentioned this when the private school was established."

The village head was stunned. He thought the kid was just talking, but he didn't expect him to be serious.

night school?

How to do it?

The old patriarch glanced at his son, sighed, and said, "Tell me, girl, what do you need us to do?"

Song Jinxiu said, "Second Grandpa, please call a meeting. I'll talk about this."

"Oh," the village head agreed, then turned back to look at his father and called out, "Dad?"

The old patriarch waved his hand and said, "Strike the gong."

“Ding ding ding… Ding ding ding…”

When the gong sounds, it is either the village head or the old clan leader.

But this time the villagers guessed wrong.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Song Jinxiu stood on a big stone mill with a gong in her hand. Who made her short?

"My dear uncles, brothers, aunts, grandparents, it's getting dark. In order not to delay everyone's meal and sleep, I will only say three things today."

"First, starting tomorrow, everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, can go to the private school at the hour of Xu to learn to read for one hour."

"Ah? Xiu girl, are you talking about us adults learning to read? We're not taking the imperial examinations, so what does it matter whether we can read or not?"

"That's right. I've lived most of my life, and it's fine if I can't read. Why bother learning some stupid characters? Isn't it better to just hug my wife and go to bed early?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Song Jinxiu's face suddenly turned cold. Looking at San Laizi, who was laughing even louder because he was making everyone laugh, she said coldly:

"Shut up,"

She suddenly shouted, with a sharp tone in her voice, which frightened everyone.

The three scoundrels all opened their mouths, looking at a loss.

Song Jinxiu said in a deep voice, "Uncle Lai Zi, I'm only thirteen. Behind you is your daughter, only nine years old, and in front of you is Xiangcao, twelve. Look around you. There are so many of your nieces, granddaughters, and younger sisters who haven't even come out yet. I advise you to stop saying these dirty words in front of your younger generations, or you'll embarrass your elders."

San Laizi was so embarrassed and angry that he was embarrassed.

"Hey, Sanya, what's wrong with you today? Uncle used to be like this, and no one said anything. Aren't you being a little too nosy?"

"That's right. You paid for the private school, and everyone is grateful to you, but you can't be arrogant just because of this little achievement."

Song Jinxiu glanced at the person who was speaking, glanced at the people who were joining in the commotion, and then looked at the person who was unhappy but kept silent.

Aunt Cuihua snorted coldly, "You guys are so careless. No one cares if you go back home and spout shit. But when you talk on the street, you should be more careful about what you say. Did Xiu-ya-chan say something wrong?"

The second aunt said: "You can also pay for a private school, you can also be arrogant, but you can't do it yourself, so don't say anything sarcastic. It's really good for you, and you are full of chili powder.

Song Jinxiu looked at Aunt Cuihua and Second Aunt and nodded slightly, then she struck the gong.

"Ding..." Everyone fell silent.

Song Jinxiu admired in her heart that this gong was really useful.