PFC Chapter 292 Chapter 1 Lesson
Chapter 292 Chapter 1 Lesson
Why does this full moon feel like it wants to be sold?
It's true that working at Shuxiangju means you don't have to worry about food and drink, so why would you want to be sold back?
She frowned. Now these two people couldn't be sold out...
She pulled He Yuanyuan over and whispered a few words to her. He Yuanyuan nodded and ordered people to tie the two men up like dumplings and throw them into the woodshed.
"Sandong, you go on these two purchases. The previous vegetable owner doesn't need to cooperate anymore. Manager He will go with you."
It was purely accidental that she came here today to encounter this matter. She mainly came here to scold the servants in the house for gossiping, but she didn't expect to discover these bad things.
"There have been some rumors about Shuxiangju recently. Manager He, have you found out who started them?"
He Yuanyuan nodded, took the booklet and began to call out names. The people whose names were called out immediately trembled like sieves.
"Spreading gossip about the master's family... Don't you want to live anymore?" Huanxi said coldly.
Those people immediately lowered their heads and shrunk their necks like quails.
"Half-year salary, do you have any objections?"
When they heard they wouldn't be kicked out, they immediately started to kowtow and apologize. Shuxiangju wouldn't be beaten or scolded, and could still eat and drink well. They couldn't even live that way if they weren't sold...
Huanxi stood up and said coldly to the people below:
"You are part of Shuxiangju. We share the same fate. Think about it, the master is being bullied, and you don't help cover it up, but spread gossip. Is this right? This is the first time, and I am not such a heartless person. But if you do it again, I will beat you to death with sticks!"
Everyone replied in unison:
"Yes……"
She was also tired, so she gave He Yuanyuan some instructions and returned to her own courtyard.
Yu Yan saw that she had not returned for a long time and was about to go out to look for her when she bumped into Huanxi who was coming towards her.
"Let's go to the village school."
Yu Yan nodded and followed. She went to the door of Zhao's house and called a bunch of children to follow her.
A group of people arrived at the village school. The sound of reading could be heard from the boys' school, while you could hear a pin drop from the girls' school.
Huanxi asked Yu Yan to wait here, and she went to the village chief's house to call the village chief to hold a meeting with everyone.
In just a cup of tea, the entrance of the village school was crowded with villagers.
When the villagers saw Yu Yan and a group of children, they knew what this was going to do. Some families without daughters went back on their own.
The village chief said:
"I've discussed this with Master Yu! The girls' school will start classes tomorrow morning! Those who registered before can come! If you've been there but don't want to register this time, then you can wait until the fall to enroll! By then, other girls will have learned a lot, so you can't blame others if you can't keep up!"
The world is most afraid of comparison. We can both be bad, and we can both be good. But we can never be good while I am bad.
The villagers thought the same thing. At first, they thought it was just a girl, why would she need to study? It was just a waste of food.
But other people's daughters are so polite, it would be embarrassing if my own daughters were not so good...
So after the meeting in the afternoon, several more people came to register for their own families, and there were about seventeen or eighteen girls in total.
The next morning, when Yu Yan took the children out, several girls from the village school had already gone there and were playing with stones at the door.
When he saw the teacher coming, he stood up stiffly and was too embarrassed to say hello.
"Hello, Master Yu~" Lu Qianqian performed a not-so-standard half-squat salute, and her soft and sticky voice reached everyone's ears.
Because Qianqian often went to play with Xiaopan, she became familiar with Yu Yan.
"Qianqian, let's go in."
Yu Yan walked into the room. Except for the few people from the Zhao family and Lu Qianqian who entered the classroom, the girls behind her were timid and did not dare to come in.
In fact, Yu Yan could also understand the inferiority complex of these girls. Not to mention the children of the Zhao family, even Lu Qianqian was dressed neatly and had a small silk flower decoration in her hair.
The clothes they wore were patched up with patches, and although they were clean, they were still inferior to others in terms of material possessions.
"Come in, it's cold outside." Yu Yan's tone was gentle, which could instantly make people let down their guard.
The girls came in one by one, but they didn't know where to sit.
Yu Yan distributed the seats according to their height. The girls ranged from four or five years old to teenagers.
It is no surprise that Lu Qianqian, Zhao Pan and Zhao Yin became deskmates.
Yu Yan distributed the sand table, picked up the chalk and wrote a big word on the blackboard.
People
"Does anyone recognize this word?"
Of course, the Zhao family's children recognized such a simple word, but none of them raised their hands.
My mother (my aunt) said that it’s not good to stand out too much.
Lu Qianqian raised her hand tremblingly and said weakly:
"Master, I recognize it. Is this the character for 'human'?"
Yu Yan smiled and said, "Yes, it's the word 'human'. What is 'human'?"
"The Chinese character '人' appears simple, yet it is not. The left stroke symbolizes each of us as individuals, while the right stroke represents spiritual support, signifying the interconnectedness and interdependence between people. The presence of the right stroke not only allows the character to stand firmly, but also implies that in interpersonal interactions, we need to learn to respect others..."
Yu Yan's voice was steady and powerful. In this first lesson, she did not talk about any nonsense, but taught the girls a truth.
Man is an independent individual.
Yu Yan also learned this principle from Huanxi. She also wanted to teach this principle to her children, so that they could become people like Huanxi.
The girls were still in shock until the end of the afternoon.
No wonder... No wonder the girls of the Zhao family have been transformed since they went to school. It turns out that they learned such profound principles.
"I've been in class for a day, but I still don't know your names. Come on, tell me, what are your names?"
The girls were no longer as reserved as they were in the morning and had become familiar with Yu Yan after a day of classes.
A younger girl stood up and said:
"Master, my mother gave me the name Zhang Xiaoyan."
"My name is Lu Xiaocao."
"My name is Liu Erya."
"Lu Fengfeng"
"Wang Xiaofang"
One person started, and the rest of the children quickly said their names.
Yu Yan wrote quickly on the blackboard, writing their names one by one.
By the time all the children had said their names, the blackboard was almost full.
She pointed out each of these names to the children, and the children opened their eyes wide and began to draw their own names in the sandbox.
In this way, the first thing the children did after returning home was to tell their parents that they had learned their own names.
"Are you tired, Yanyan? Today is the first day. You can only rest for two days in the next five days."
Yu Yan shook her head. When she was teaching these children, she was happier than the children themselves.
Teaching and educating people is much more comfortable than managing household chores in the inner house.