Lin Ping, who was originally planning to persuade Liu Xiangqian, never expected that he would be silent by Liu Xiangqian, who was ten years younger than him. Although Liu Xiangqian was a mountain child, he was obviously a smart child.

Just like Liu Xiangqian's deadly three-company, Lin Ping now has no money and cannot exchange the knowledge he has learned for material wealth. He was inexplicably involved in this poor mountainous area being the principal. A college student does not work in the city to make money and instead goes to teach in a poor mountain valley. Naturally, many people will not understand and will be questioned by them with prejudice.

Lin Ping pondered for a while and said slowly: "Do you only have money in your eyes?"

"Otherwise?" Liu Xiangqian bent down and gently touched the pig's back. "Isn't studying just to make money? But... it's too long and wasteful of time. Six years, three years, three years and three years... I can't see the future."

Liu Xiang's tone of the first and second half of the words was a little dull, and Lin Ping was shocked when he said it from a young man.

How to say it? Is the people in the mountains short-sighted? Is this young man eager to achieve success?

Lin Ping believes that none of them is. Liu Xiangqian said this at the age of fourteen, completely because of real life. When most urban children spend their parents' money carefree while enjoying their youth, Liu Xiangqian already understands the importance of money. Such children are more able to make a name for themselves, but if they lack the right guidance, they are more likely to take the wrong path.

"Liu Xiangqian," Lin Ping put his hands on Liu Xiangqian's shoulder and looked at Liu Xiangqian's eyes, "You are right. Money has a very important position in today's society. It is a very amazing thing to realize the importance of money at your age. I believe that you will be able to make a lot of money in the future and live a life several times better than you are now. However, what I want to tell you is, first, learning knowledge can broaden your horizons, improve your money-making efficiency and the height of accumulating wealth..."

Lin Ping patted the pig that was eating, and the pig shook its tail impatiently.

"How much can this pig be sold for? 1,000 yuan? 2,000 yuan? Can you raise these four pigs in six months and exchange for 10,000 yuan?"

Liu Xiangqian shook his head: "If you can't change that much, you can only exchange for six or seven thousand yuan."

"What about deducting costs? Pig money, feed money, vaccine money, and your labor costs, can you make 2,000 yuan?"

"Teacher, stop talking. I don't need anything else except buying pigs. I feed my own food. My pig is healthy and does not need to be vaccinated. I don't need to do anything except feeding at designated locations. There is no artificial or manual work. I can earn three or four thousand yuan if I deduct the pig's money when I sell it." Liu Xiangqian said impatiently.

Lin Ping was stunned by Liu Xiangqian again. He suddenly felt that a cow played the piano, but he was unwilling to give up his preaching. He pointed to the sky and continued to persuade: "Have you ever seen a plane? You have worked hard to raise pigs for six months and can only earn three or four thousand, but with the knowledge that building an airplane in six months can sell hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars, and even the most basic aircraft workers can get tens of thousands of dollars a month..."

"Teacher, go, I just want to raise pigs, I don't want to hear what you are talking about raising planes. I don't have that great ability. I just want to raise more and more pigs. Teacher, what are you talking about? You college student, you go build planes, it's tens of thousands a month." Liu Xiangqian gave Lin Ping a blank look, "Let's go, listen to you talking here, my pigs don't like to eat anymore."

fail.

A sense of powerlessness surged in my heart. Lin Ping was autistic by Liu Xiangqian and had no idea what to say.

At this time, Ma Zhongguo and Xiangqian's mother walked out of the room. Ma Zhongguo saw Lin Ping's frown and desperate expression at a glance. Although it was expected, he was still inexplicably happy to see this confident college student at the beginning.

The two walked out of the Liu family's door, and their deep frustration made Lin Ping wilt like frost-beating eggplant. He looked back at the Liu family's door, unwilling to admit defeat, and did not want such a smart child to waste his talent in vain, but he didn't know what to do.

Ma Zhongguo led the donkey and followed Lin Ping, who was pushing the bicycle, and asked, "Are you talking about the big story with the child?"

Lin Ping paused for a moment and didn't say anything.

"Oh, you college students from the city like to tell people the big truths." Ma Zhongguo sat on a donkey cart and lit a dry tobacco. "When I was young, I was like you. I spoke big truths and kept silent. It was useless. No one likes to listen to them. Cats were annoyed by cats, and dogs were disgusted by dogs. People in the mountains didn't like to listen to them. They were simple and liked real and stupid things, which was boring."

Lin Ping stopped and thought about it. This is the situation. Whoever listens to such things is annoyed.

Ma Zhongguo took two sips of dry tobacco and said sadly: "Everyone understands the great principles, but what's the use? We still can't live a good life."

When Lin Ping heard Ma Zhongguo's words, he was shocked and murmured to himself: "Yes, why did I tell my children the big truths as I talked about?"

Ma Zhongguo smiled slightly: "Actually, this is normal for us. Teachers, sometimes they can't help but not talk about some big principles."

Doudou!

Suddenly, a car horn sounded, and Lin Ping raised his head in surprise and saw a small truck appear in front of him.

In this remote and backward mountainous area where motorcycles are not visible, you can suddenly see a small four-wheeled truck, which is as surprised as seeing aliens.

Ma Zhongguo and Lin Ping quickly went to the side to make way for the small truck. The small truck drove in front of the two and stopped. The truck driver poked his head out: "Oh, Teacher Ma!"

Lin Ping looked at Ma Zhongguo in confusion, and Ma Zhongguo smiled and explained, "A student of mine."

"What are you doing?" Lin Ping asked.

The truck driver rushed to answer, "Here are you?"

Ma Zhongguo replied in favor of Lin Ping: "This is the new Principal Lin Lin, a college student, sent by the state to teach and help poverty alleviation."

The truck driver quickly got out of the car and grabbed Lin Ping's hand: "College students, it's amazing, it's even more amazing to come to this place to teach. I know, this is called education poverty alleviation! That's a good thing that benefits all the best."

Lin Ping suddenly felt a little shy and a little overwhelmed. This was the second person he met in this mountainous area who truly respected him.

"Then what are you doing?" asked the truck driver.

"Oh," Ma Zhongguo sighed, "Isn't this the child of Liu Zhuang's family? I dropped out of school and didn't want to go to school anymore. I persuaded him several times but it didn't work. The new teacher Lin also wanted the child to go back to school to study, so we both came together to persuade him, but it still didn't work."

"Liu Zhuang's child? That Liu...Liu Xiangqian?" said the truck driver, "Isn't that child quite smart? Didn't he return it to me last time I came to collect pigs?"

"I can't go to school anymore, I don't want to go to school anymore. I have been dropping out of school for several months, and no one can tell me." Ma Zhongguo said helplessly.

"How can this be done?" said the truck driver with regret, and then said, "In this way, don't rush to leave. Go back with me. I'll help you persuade me."

Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Can it work?" Lin Ping asked uncertainly.
Chapter completed!