Chapter 20 Female Zhuge

Houshan Village is located close to the mountains and its folk customs are simple. Since there is nothing much to do except farm work on weekdays, the villagers like to get together and chat in their free time. Especially in summer evenings like this, the villagers like to go outside to enjoy the cool weather after dinner. Plus chatter.

"Have you heard that the second son of Bai Xiucai's family donated the money lost by the Liu family to the village to set up a school? Although Bai Yihong doesn't talk much on weekdays, he really thinks about our village and the children in the village. "An old lady whose teeth had fallen out and her mouth was deflated, chirped, speaking very eloquently.

"Why haven't you heard about it? I also heard that Bai Yihong is very sensible. In order to live in harmony with the Liu family, they said that the money was not counted as a donation from his family, but from the Liu family. They also contributed extra money to build tables and chairs for the school. He truly deserves to be the son of a scholar, and the Liu family cannot compare with him in this regard." A middle-aged man said that he admired Bai Yihong very much.

"Isn't that right? People say it's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Our village must be harmonious and we don't want to make trouble for others." Another woman curled her lips and said, but everyone else knew that she couldn't stand Liu San. daughter in law.

Everyone was talking in a hurry, and a young man hid not far away and listened for a long time, and then ran home quickly.

"What? The second brother donated all his money? He's burning so much money!" After hearing what the third grandson Bai Zehong said, Mrs. Bai Liu, the old lady of the Bai family, made her face twitch.

Mr. Bai looked displeased, coughed and said, "How many times have I told you, don't imitate country women's patois."

Those who are more attentive will find that the Bai family is different from other villagers in the village. Even Bai Yihong, who has never read a book, speaks Mandarin, unlike the villagers who like to say "What?", "What's wrong" and other dialects. Because Mr. Bai attaches great importance to dignity and says that the Bai family is a scholarly family, his family members are not allowed to speak local dialects.

Mrs. Bai Liu rolled her eyes, still thinking about the money that Bai Yihong didn't ask for. She stared at Bai Zehong and asked, "Xiaosan, did you hear clearly? Is this half-money?"

Bai Zehong is the son of Bai Yibo and Wang. He ranks third among the Bai family's grandchildren, so he is always called "Little San" on weekdays.

Bai Zehong pursed his lips unhappily, "If you don't believe me, go and listen to it yourself. Can I hear it wrong with my sharp ears?"

Bai Liu glanced at the old man secretly. She also wanted to go out and listen, but the old man didn't allow it. What could she do?

Mr. Bai took a few sips of tea, thought for a while and said: "What do you know? Yihong is giving face to our old Bai family! Now if anyone in the village doesn't praise him, you will only focus on the money. That money is not He donated it." Whether he wants to get the money or not is another matter. The old man is a smart man, so he didn't say the next words.

Bai Yibo and Wang looked at each other. They were both very angry because the old man praised Bai Yihong. They were about to express their objections when they heard the old man say: "It's a great thing to have a school in the village. Boss, you don't have anywhere to sit. It’s better to teach in the village.”

When Bai Yibo heard this, he became anxious and jumped up from his stool. He no longer looked like a scholar at all, but looked like a village ruffian.

"Dad, what are you talking about? What's the point of me teaching those little kids in the village? It's going to delay me from studying to get a reputation. Besides, I can't afford to lose that person by teaching in a place where birds don't shit. Woolen cloth!"

The old man also thought about the fact that "there is no oil and water", but it's not okay for the boss to just eat and drink at home all the time, right? And I haven’t had any fame in these years, so why not earn a steady income? Also, what Bai Yibo said about "a place where birds don't poop" made him very unhappy. This is his hometown, how could he say such a thing.

"Am I still in charge of this family? If you don't want to teach in a school, just work in the fields and get your own food. I can't afford to support a idle guy like you!" The old man said with a serious face.

Mrs. Wang hurriedly winked at Bai Yibo. Bai Yibo rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, don't be angry. I met a classmate a few days ago. He is now sitting in a restaurant of a wealthy family in Beiyu City. He said it was that family." My relative also wants to be a teacher, and he plans to recommend me to do it. You think I can’t miss such a great thing by becoming a school teacher, right?”

The old man hesitated after hearing this. The rich families in Beiyu City were incomparable to the landowners in the countryside. "Let's take a look first and then talk."

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Lin Ping'er was in a particularly good mood today. When she went out, she was asked about the head of the family's visit to the village chief's house. She answered as her daughter told her. As a result, word spread in the village before evening. She had not even gone out. Several women came to talk to her specifically, and they kept praising her and Bai Yihong for doing great things for the village.

Lin Ping'er glanced at the closed door and window of her daughter's room, and felt more and more that her daughter was smart and capable. The money that was originally not available could enhance the reputation of the Bai family, and she also did a good thing for the village. Her daughter could really be called a "daughter." Zhuge".

In the next few days, people in the village praised Bai Yihong's family to the sky. Many people also imitated Bai Yihong's actions and took the initiative to donate money, materials, or manpower to the school. The village chief was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. I even felt that it was all Bai Yihong's credit, and praised Bai Yihong again in front of the elders.

At the same time, things were not going well for the Liu family. Old Mrs. Liu was very stingy and was not willing to give up the half-money. She originally wanted to fool her, but now everyone in the village knew it. She couldn't help but give it up, but She wasn't willing to take it out, so why should she pay for it to give the Bai family a good reputation?

It wasn't until the village chief came to visit for the third time that Mrs. Liu finally handed over the money with resentment. There were already some gossips in the village, saying that the Liu family relied on people's money, and that the Liu family was selfish and did not support the village's school. The village chief even hinted that if the Liu family did not pay the money, the children of the Liu family would not be able to study in the school if it was opened in the future.

The old man of the Liu family hurriedly scolded the old woman for being embarrassed and broke a cigarette pole. Only then did the old lady Liu take out the money.

During this time, Bai Ruozhu was eating and drinking well at home to keep fit. When she woke up, she went to the village for a walk and exercise. She also listened to the news from the outside. It was just as she planned, and a smile appeared on her lips. .

As she walked, she saw a group of children gathering together in the distance. Probably because she was pregnant, Bai Ruozhu suddenly became interested in the children. She walked over, holding her big belly, and saw a group of children. The child was bullying a five or six year old boy.

"Little mute, be silly and play in the mud. Little mute, go home stupidly!" Several children clapped their hands and shouted, as if they made up the jingle themselves, but the child who was beaten had mud all over his face, but did not cry. No fuss, no expression even visible.

Bai Ruozhu saw the child's face clearly and was shocked. That wasn't...