On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Nan Yi climbed up a tallow tree, sat on a branch, took a pen and paper, looked at the entire Wenchang area, and drew a simple topographic map.

After he finished drawing, he drew a mark at a certain location and then got down from the tree.

"Uncle Xian, I took a look and found that this is the most suitable place to build a primary school. No matter where you are in the brigade, it is not too far from this location. Moreover, it is also relatively far from the center of the village, so teaching will not be greatly affected."

"Nanyi, do you plan to build a junior primary school or a complete primary school?"

"Of course, after primary school, I hope this school is different from other primary schools. Children are allowed to go to school at the age of five, early childhood education is provided first, and they enter primary school courses at the age of seven.

In addition to the three courses of mathematics, Chinese, and ideological and moral character, courses in English, music, physical education, labor skills, farming, computers, and martial arts are also offered.

The other subjects are compulsory, with computers and martial arts as minor subjects. It is up to the children to decide whether they want to study or not."

“Although I don’t understand much of these other things, it’s always good to learn more; but when it comes to farming and sending children to school, isn’t it just to get them out of farming? Why do we need to teach them this?

Besides, do I still need to learn this?

Which kid in the brigade didn't grow up helping work in the fields?"

Xian Yaodong offers farming courses to Nanyi, which is really incomprehensible.

"This farming is different from farming. Although I call it farming, I don't mean just working in the field like we used to do. The course I want to teach should be called agriculture to be more precise.

We used to farm and knew when to plant rice and when to harvest. But why do we do this at this time and not in other months? How many people in the brigade know?

Isn't it based on the traditions left behind by the past and the teachings of the agricultural technicians at the agricultural technology station?

Children from the brigade will basically not stay at home and work in farming.

But just because they don't work in farming doesn't mean they don't know how to work in farming. Since they come from a farming background, they have to look like farmers. How can they do it if they don't know how to work in farming?

In addition, I also want to let the children suffer some hardships and let them know how hard it is to farm, so that they will study hard in order not to farm."

Nan Yi rubbed his hands, took out a pack of unopened cigarettes, opened it from the bottom, took out one and gave it to Xian Yaodong, and then took another one for himself.

"Uncle Xian, have you ever seen a place where there is no distinction between people of different grades?"

"No, the rice vines have to be divided into three, let alone people." Xian Yaodong said without hesitation.

"Yes, nothing is equal to everyone.

Look at this tree. The roots are thick and the top is thin. Doesn't it want to grow to be as thick as the top?

It wants to, but it can't.

Because only when it grows like this, it can better receive light and absorb nutrients from the ground, and it can survive.

The same goes for people, how much reward God bestows on everyone, some people will get more if their life is good, and some people will get less if their life is not good.

A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and a mouse's son can make holes.

In this unequal society, what are the children of Wenchangwei?

They are the sons of mice, they are the daughters of mice. You don’t want to see that they can only dig holes or repair the earth in the future, right?

In the past, when there was a shortage of supplies, the country would make a scissor gap to ensure the city's supply. Now when it comes to economic development, the country has no money and local governments have no money. Where do you think the funds for development come from?

Don't even think about it, just wait and see. In addition to paying the imperial rations, no matter what the name is, we have to pay an extra portion.

Uncle Xian, if you are prominent in front of others, you will suffer misfortunes behind others.

If children want to live a better life, they have to endure more hardships than others and suffer first."

Nan Yi put his hands behind his back, looked at the Shenzhen Bay not far away, and chanted: "No one asked anyone under the window for ten years, and once he became famous, he became famous all over the world. Four thousand and fifty will be the foundation, sixty will be the framework, and seventy will be the foundation."

Keep out the wind and rain, make the interior at 80, and enjoy the blessing at 90.

Starting from this year, anyone who is admitted to university will receive a reward of 5,000 yuan; those who are admitted to Shenzhen High School will receive 3,000 yuan, those who are admitted to public-funded technical secondary schools will receive 1,500 yuan, and those who are admitted to ordinary high schools will receive 1,000 yuan.

For other honors obtained in school, there will be rewards of different amounts. For specific details, you can discuss and come up with a charter.

The reward will be given in the name of the team, but the money will be paid by me personally."

"How can I ask you to pay? Let the brigade headquarters do it." When Xian Yaodong heard this, he hurriedly said: "If the brigade headquarters can't pay it, I should pay it. I am so good that my surname is Xian."

"Haha, Uncle Xian, although my surname is not Xian, I regard myself as a member of Wenchang. It doesn't matter if I pay. There is no need to argue about this matter. The money will be paid by me."

"That's not possible. Since you provided the money, you have to let the children remember your kindness. I have to let the children know that it was you who provided the money."

"Oh, you can tell them if you want, but not now, tell them in two years. Now, being too rich is not a good thing, and I don't want to be in the limelight."

Obviously, Nan Yi didn't want to be an unsung hero. He paid money just to make everyone remember his goodness. When he needs to hire people in the future, the people he rewards will come and work for him.

Even if Xian Yaodong didn't tell others that the money came from Nanyi, Nanyi would guide Xian Yaodong and tell him not to hold it back, but to tell everyone loudly despite his dissatisfaction.

Alas, Xian Yaodong is too well-informed and knowledgeable, which gives Nan Yi another opportunity to show off.

It's a pity that Nanyi has already thought about all the lines that will be used in the future. So, it's scrapped. I'll change it and use it in other places in the future.

"Okay, then tell them two years later. The brigade headquarters will bear this false reputation first."

"Come on, let's go over and take a look at this place. I'll tell you how this school should be built."

The two came to the place marked by Nan Yi, and Nan Yi pointedly began to describe his plan, "A large wall is built outside, and there are two gates at the front and back. The school is fully closed. Only teachers and students can enter, and parents cannot.

I received a notice from the school that I could not enter.

The wall, from here to there..." Nan Yi pointed to the distance, "The front half is a completely small area, and the back half, I plan to build a welfare home.

Family planning has become popular, but most families favor sons over daughters and hope to have a boy in the first child, and then a boy or girl in the second child.

What will they do if the country only allows one child, and the first child is a girl, or if the child is defective and they want to have more children?"

"This is not simple. We are fighting guerrillas. We go out to give birth and then come back after giving birth. The country can't strangle the children after they are born, right?"

"Well, what you are talking about is one possibility, and another possibility is that you throw away the child and pretend that you never gave birth.

A heartless person would just throw it into the grass on the side of the road or on a hillside, without caring about whether his or her child would survive; someone with a clear conscience might leave a token or note and throw it at someone else's door."

"You want to help the children? If we really implement family planning, how many people in the country will throw away their children? How many or not? It has to be tens of thousands. You can help with so many?"
Chapter completed!