Chapter 332 Young Master
The village chief's eyes twitched.
"Isn't he too young? I'm afraid he can't control the students."
The village chief still wants to hire a more experienced teacher.
For Lai Fu, since the village chief didn't know his origins, he didn't dare to think about the remnants of the traitors.
It would be risky for such a dangerous person to be a teacher in Qinghewan.
Su Chengmin raised his eyes, glanced at the village chief and said, "If you can't control me, I'll beat you up."
village head:"......"
Tong Huaqiong said, "Village head, we can't find a suitable teacher now anyway. County Magistrate Liu will come to attend the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow, and the head of the village and other village heads will also come. If we don't have a teacher by then, it will be embarrassing for us."
"Let Lai Fu try. Don't underestimate Lai Fu. He is a student like Jing Zhe, but he didn't continue to take the imperial examination because his family was poor. The education provided by the students in our village is enough."
Su Chengmin corrected: "Aunt Tong, I am a scholar."
Gu Jingzhe was so frightened that he wanted to salute Su Chengmin.
He and Su Chengmin slept in the same room. He had long seen that Su Chengmin was a warrior and thought he was not very literate.
I didn't expect that he was a scholar at such a young age.
The village chief glanced at Su Chengmin and thought to himself, who is he trying to fool? How can someone so young be a scholar?
However, in order to ensure that Su Chengmin does not let down, the village chief still wants to test Su Chengmin's knowledge.
The village chief doesn't understand, but he can judge from the handwriting.
If the handwriting is not good enough, then forget it.
At the strong request of the village chief, Gu Jingzhe brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone and spread them in front of Su Chengmin.
Su Chengmin picked up his pen and started writing.
Although the village chief didn't understand what Su Chengmin wrote, he realized from Gu Jingzhe's astonished look that Su Chengmin must be very knowledgeable.
Moreover, the handwriting is not bad. Although it is not as good as the one on the Spring Festival couplets written by Gu Jingzhe during the Chinese New Year, it is also very good.
The village chief looked at Tong Huaqiong and said, "Okay, Master, let Lai Fu take over first."
"Your legs?" Gu Jingzhe said worriedly.
"Teacher, you can also sit down to attend class." Su Chengmin said.
So Su Chengmin became the teacher of Qinghewan rural private school.
In order not to arouse the curiosity and doubts of the villagers, the village chief temporarily concealed the fact that Su Chengmin was the teacher, and only told the outside world that a new teacher had been found.
And he is a young and promising teacher.
This aroused the curiosity of the villagers even more. They could not get any information from the village chief, so they all ran to Tong Huaqiong's house to find out who the teacher was.
Tong Huaqiong kept the answer in suspense and refused to reveal anything.
The night before class started, Gu Taohua came back from town and handed Su Chengmin a new dress.
Su Chengmin was puzzled, and Gu Taohua said unhappily: "You are a teacher now, you should dress more modestly, don't embarrass our family."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The village chief got up early in the morning on August 18th.
He asked the villagers to clean the Liu Family Ancestral Hall again and hung a thousand firecrackers at the entrance of the hall. After doing all this, he ran to Tong Huaqiong's house to remind Su Chengmin of precautions.
"Laifu, you can't let me down."
"The children of our village are temporarily entrusted to you. You will have to work hard these days. Once you find a suitable teacher, you will be able to relax."
The village chief Liu Tielian didn't really believe that Su Chengmin could teach the children in the village well, and at most he could just teach them a few words to get by.
If we want to promote Qinghewan's education and produce more talented students in the village, we need professional teachers.
The village chief only hoped that Su Chengmin would not embarrass himself in front of County Magistrate Liu and other village chiefs.
The opening of a private school in the village is a big event.
Everyone in the village stopped what they were doing.
After breakfast, Tong Huaqiong and other villagers rushed to the ancestral hall.
Fortunately, the customs in Qinghewan are not so rigid that women cannot step into the ancestral hall, otherwise Tong Huaqiong would not agree to temporarily place the private school in the ancestral hall.
Gu Jingzhe asked for leave and invited Master Su to the scene.
The classroom in the ancestral hall was cleaned tidy, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the children from the village were sitting upright inside.
Maner, Xiaolong and Yaozu sat in the first row.
Maner, wearing red clothes, stood out among the group of boys.
"We all have to work, why should Maner study?"
"My grandmother said that girls who study are not good girls and will not be able to get married in the future."
"My grandfather said that if my brother fails to pass the exam to become a scholar, it will be Maner's fault for breaking the rules."
The girl in the village saw Maner through the window, her eyes full of jealousy and hatred.
Chunni, who was carrying pig grass, scolded the girls who talked about Maner behind her back, "Why are you angry that Maner can study? If you have the ability, you can also get in? If you can't get in, then don't talk about her behind her back."
The girls in the village were scolded by Chunni and fell silent.
They were afraid that their complaints about Man'er would reach Tong Dajiao's ears, and that Tong Dajiao would get angry and kick them out of the private school.
Maner turned around and smiled at Chunni, and Chunni also smiled at Maner.
Maner told her that she would teach her after she learned to read.
Although Chunni couldn't go to a private school, she still wanted to learn to read.
Chunni's envious eyes swept across Maner and soon fell on her younger brother Chunwang.
Chunwang was carrying a new school bag made of freshly torn cloth, sitting in the classroom with his eyes darting around, and it was obvious that he was not able to concentrate on his studies.
Yesterday, grandma Luo made new rules for the family. Except for Chunwang, everyone else had to eat porridge and tighten their belts to save money to support Chunwang.
All the produce from the fields and the wages earned by Chunni and Cao were used to support Chunwang's studies.
"Mrs. Dashu, Mr. Li is not coming. Which teacher did you hire as the new teacher?" an old lady asked Tong Huaqiong happily.
Her grandson was sitting in the classroom at that moment, and she was very concerned about who the new teacher was.
Widow Tong was really capable. She hired a new teacher in just two days.
This is what they call money makes the world go round. Oh, that's not right. If you have money you don't have to worry about your master running away.
Not only this lady cared about who the teacher was, but everyone who had children attending private school cared.
After all, only a good teacher can bring out good students.
Otherwise, why would the wealthy families in Pingchuan County send their children to study at Wanliu Academy in the capital? It is because the teachers of Wanliu Academy are famous all over the world.
There was no way a remote mountain village in Qinghewan could invite a world-famous teacher. Everyone would be satisfied if they could invite a scholar.
Tong Huaqiong raised her chin, pointed to the classroom door and said with a smile: "Here, the teacher is here."
Everyone looked in the direction Tong Huaqiong pointed.
Then they all frowned.
Let a coachman teach the child.
Isn't Widow Tong just kidding?
Since you can't hire a teacher, don't make big promises. You can even postpone the start of the class and wait until a suitable teacher comes.
If we fool people like this, won’t we be leading the children in the village astray?
"Dashu Niang, what do you mean? We have already paid our tuition and even sold two chickens for our grandson. Now you let Lai Fu teach everyone. Isn't that nonsense?" The old lady put her hands on her hips and looked down.
She even wanted to go into the classroom and take her grandson away.
Tong Huaqiong said: "Don't underestimate Jiang Fu, he is very capable."
Even though Tong Huaqiong said this, the aunties and wives surrounding her still didn't believe it.
Some people even clamored to quit practicing and stop chanting.