After Song Wufu left, Song An whispered: "Grandpa, our village doesn't even have a boys' school. Uncle Wufu actually wants to set up a girls' school in our ancestral hall. I'm afraid the villagers won't agree..."
The old village chief took the melon seeds peeled by his grandson and threw them into his mouth one by one: "The Song family is not the Song family before, and the Song family Ao is not the Song family Ao before. This matter is not as difficult as you think.
manage."
Song An clapped his hands: "So, the girls' school can be successfully opened? That's great!"
The old village chief became interested: "Where is the best place?"
Song An beamed with joy and said: "Once the women's school opens, Sister Lian and Rong (his cousin) will be able to study in the future. In the future, if I marry a wife and have a daughter, if I am raised well from a young age, maybe she will become a great talent!"
Although Song An has never studied and is not interested in studying, he respects scholars very much. Whenever Song Qingshan comes home for a few vacations, he will always pester them to tell them the stories he read in the books.
"You brat, your hair hasn't even grown yet, but you're still thinking about marrying a wife and having a daughter." The old village chief slapped the back of his grandson's head and teased him, but did not refute his words.
Song An said proudly: "There is a saying about preparing for a rainy day, and that's what I am! It's a good thing to be able to study, otherwise those families who want to send their children to advance at the expense of others will be full of food."
It makes no sense that if a man can read it, the girl will have to be blind.
But this matter is difficult to handle. If a man can study hard and take the imperial examination to bring glory to his family, what can a girl do if her family spends a lot of money on studying?
I'm afraid that once a girls' school is opened, not many families in the village will be willing to let their girls attend it, right?
As soon as Song Wufu got home, he didn't even bother to eat, so he asked Song Jin and Song Yin to go from door to door and notify everyone to gather at the entrance of the ancestral hall when the sun went down. There were important matters to discuss.
Zhang Xiaomei asked curiously: "You are so impatient, what big deal do you want to discuss?"
Song Wufu put it off: "Why are you asking so many questions? You'll find out in the evening."
Zhang Xiaomei pouted: "Look at what you can do, I want to see what the big deal is!"
On the other hand, Song Xixi saw the old man's movements and knew that the old village chief had no objection to this matter. She couldn't help but feel relieved, and she felt a little more confident about opening a girls' school in the ancestral hall.
Song Wufu has been the village chief for several months, and this is the first time he has hosted a gathering. Not only the Song family is curious, but the villagers are also very curious.
So they finished work early in the afternoon, had dinner early, and waited at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
The Song family's dinner was half an hour earlier. As soon as the dishes were put down, the whole family headed to the ancestral hall. Song Xixi also called Ya'er and asked her to show her face in front of the villagers.
In the future, Ya'er will live in the village for a long time, and she must be allowed to adapt to and integrate here in advance.
The entrance to the ancestral hall was bustling with people, both old and young.
Seeing Song Wufu walking at the front, several villagers couldn't help but came over curiously and asked: "Village Chief, what is the big deal that you want to call everyone here to discuss!"
Song Wufu glanced at the crowd and shook his head: "We'll wait until everyone is here. Find a place to sit down. I'm afraid we won't be able to reach a conclusion after a while."
After hearing what he said, the villagers became even more curious, and reluctantly approached Zhang Xiaomei and the others to inquire.
Seeing their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, they didn't know it. Everyone's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and they all speculated on why they should be so cautious about important matters. There were even a dozen people who got together to make a bet. The bet was quite big. It was a goose that had just been hatched by their own family.
Seedling.
Not long after, the old village chief and the remaining households arrived.
Following Song Wufu's greeting, everyone found a place to sit down and waited for Song Wufu to speak.
This time, Song Wufu changed his direct attitude in front of the old village chief and talked about the rise and fall of the Daojin clan over the past several hundred years, starting from the first generation ancestor of Song Jia'ao.
These are all old words, and even the eight-year-old children in the village have heard them countless times. However, everyone still respected them and did not interrupt Song Wufu's long speech impatiently.
On the other hand, this was the first time that Song Xixi heard about the Song family history, and it was also the first time that she learned that the ancestor of the Song family was a prince during the founding of the previous dynasty. Later, he fell into trouble and became a big trouble, and finally lived in the original Song family.
Ao.
Just when Song Wufu was about to run dry, the conversation suddenly changed to the main topic: "There is a saying that 'the father will only encourage one person, and the mother will only encourage the whole family'. This is not entirely correct, but it shows that the woman is knowledgeable.
, how important it is to a family!”
The villagers have all heard this saying, and they couldn't help but nod in approval.
"...Looking at all the big families, there are countless scholars, and the women are well-educated and well-educated, and are praised by the world. Who here doesn't want to see his family prosper?"
The more Song Wufu talked, the more excited he became, as if he saw the glorious future of the Song family: "As you know, my family has found high-yielding potatoes. The yield per mu is five times greater than that of rice! There are also green and red peppers and Chaotian peppers.
With all this, why worry about the Song family not rising!"
These words greatly inspired the villagers present and inspired everyone's silent ambition:
"That's right, our Song family also had great achievements in our ancestors. For these hundreds of years, we have been living in poverty and have no future. We are the ones who have failed our ancestors!"
"As the village chief said, we have potatoes, green and red peppers, and if we take out any of them, our Song family will rise!"
"Yes, as long as we can form a rope like when we were escaping, and don't hold each other back, we will be able to restore the Song family's former glory sooner or later!"
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Song Xixi's ears were filled with all kinds of offensive remarks, and she couldn't help but secretly admire her grandfather's eloquence.
In his previous life, my grandfather was a sales elite!
Seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited as they talked, each one talking about himself to the point of tears, Song Wufu shouted and interrupted them: "Now there is not even a scholar in our village, and all the literate people in the village can't even slap them together."
, even if we are brilliant tomorrow, the real big family will only laugh at us for being weak-minded, unable to stand on the stage, and even our ancestors will be humiliated!"
As soon as these words came out, the villagers all changed their expressions, as if their throats were pinched by invisible hands, unable to utter a single word of rebuttal.