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Section 116: A visit to Fangcao - the way home

Seeing that they were all silent, Elder Dong could not help but sigh secretly, knowing that these people had not yet put down their arrogance. Although traditional scholars had no value to the Senate other than literacy, they still held the position of benchmark in terms of social atmosphere.

value. If these people can be transformed, they will have a better effect on the influence of the Senate on the overall society - not to mention that there is indeed a lack of enough educated people now.

However, the change of thinking does not happen overnight. Mr. Dong did not have much hope for their change at first. He just laughed and dealt with it.

Today is the weekend for Australians. Children who live locally can also go home from school at this time - because there is only one day off a week, it is especially precious. At the gate of the Fangcaodi school, there are some parents preparing to take their children home. There are

Families called for a large group of slaves and maidservants to come. Some even prepared sedan chairs, and the richer ones even used horse-drawn carriages.

Since the educational purpose of Fangcaodi is to eliminate the family background of students, students are required to wear uniforms and have uniform supplies for school and daily life. There are also regulations on student pick-up and drop-off: only one person per student is allowed to pick up and drop off students.

We have to wait at a place about 100 meters away from the school gate.

Ordinary people and children of naturalized civilian families are not so delicate: they have to walk to and from school by themselves or take public carriages or trains. Most of the people who can come to pick up their children are middle-class and above families in the county, and quite a few of them know Liu Dalin and others.

, came over to say hello one after another. Huang Bingkun found that many of them were children of wealthy families in the county. When he inquired about it, he found that not only the children of concubines came to study, but also the most important eldest son's direct grandchildren in the family - it seemed that the county

The situation here has changed drastically a long time ago, and I am really ignorant.

I saw groups of students, led by the monitors of each internal affairs class, filing out of each teaching building, neatly walking out of the school gate before dispersing. The school gate suddenly became a noisy mess, and the rules that were usually under control were

The well-behaved children started chasing each other like monkeys out of their cages. They talked and laughed. The entire gate of Fangcaodi was noisy.

Huang Bingkun planned to go home with Huang Ping, so that he could chat more with Huang Ping on the way. Especially the girl who hugged Huang Ping. This was a major matter related to the honor of men and women - what's the point of hugging and hugging in public? He

He was thinking that if he really likes that boy Huang Ping, he might as well get married to the other girl. He is already fifteen anyway. It is quite difficult to get a wife in Lingao. He really needs to be able to get a wife by himself.

, but it would save him the trouble of marrying Huang Ping - it would also be easier to win him over.

While thinking about it, suddenly two of the children at the door ran out: the older boy pulled his sister. He broke away from his friends and trotted to Liu Dalin's wheelchair. He bowed to Liu Dalin respectfully: "Master,

Hello."

"Okay, okay." Liu Dalin chuckled and looked at the brother and sister standing in front of him. "No gifts, no gifts." Then he asked them about their life and study in school, knowing the results of the latest annual selection evaluation.

At that time, the two brothers and sisters had risen dozens of places in the overall rankings of their respective grades, and now they have entered the top 300 selection groups of this grade.

This selection group is not trivial. The top 300 students in the annual evaluation of each grade in Fangcaodi are members of the selection group. Members of the selection group can not only enjoy scholarships, but also have the opportunity to challenge and be further selected to enter the fast class group.

Once you enter the fast-track group, as long as you are not eliminated by the exam, you will be guaranteed to enter the middle school as a full scholarship student in the future. You will be a proper future "elite". Not only every student knows this, but also their parents.

He is very clear about the difference. Huang Bingkun also learned from Huang Ping that the school has such a system and that many students never go home on rest days and study hard day and night in order to qualify for the selection group of this grade.

Even if you study hard like this, you have to be in the top 300 with an average of thousands of students in each grade. You can imagine the difficulty. Therefore, every grade evaluation will cause a wave of emotions among the students.

.Huang Ping's results were far out of the top 1,000, and he had long since given up thinking about it.

I didn’t expect the two children of the Liu family to be so outstanding! Huang Bingkun couldn’t help but be in awe, they really come from a scholarly family!

Liu Dalin seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "These are a pair of grandchildren of Butler Zhao in my house. Now they have entered an Australian school and are very successful - I didn't expect them to be educated."

"Haha, my family comes from a scholarly family, and even the servants' children can be nurtured so well." Wang Ci hurriedly came to join in the fun.

These words were regarded as compliments by the scholars. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the brother and sister not only did not salute and express their thanks, but instead showed displeasure on their faces.

Liu Dalin was kind-hearted and quickly came out to smooth things over. He changed the subject and asked Butler Zhao's grandson who was ranked first in the overall evaluation of the first grade of high school this year.

"It's a girl this year," he said. "My name is Dai Yan."

"It's a girl?!" Everyone looked surprised. There was a female student in Fangcaodi. This was no longer impactful news to them, but she was the first one to stand out among more than a thousand first-year high school students.

It's actually a girl, which is too subversive to their outlook on life.

In their view, it is purely a transplantation of "overseas customs" for girls to study on a large scale. It is also a gift to girls. No one has ever thought that the first grade of high school will be ranked first in the overall assessment.

The name is actually a girl.

"That's Dai Yan!" The grandson of the Zhao family suddenly pointed behind them, "I saw her at the general evaluation meeting! She is so good at reading!"

Everyone turned their heads together and saw a teenage girl with short hair similar to that of a schoolgirl, wearing a dark blue school uniform from Fangcaodi, walking with her father who looked vicissitudes of life. The father of the child was wearing a patchwork jacket.

Wearing homespun clothes and trousers, and still wearing a bun, it was obvious at first glance that he was not a naturalized citizen. He also exuded a strong fishy smell of seafood, so he was probably a fisherman or someone who went to sea.

At first, when everyone saw that the girl had a good face and fair complexion, they thought she was a child from a middle-class family. They originally wanted to say hello and get to know her, but when they saw that she was a poor and ignorant ordinary person, they suddenly lost interest in talking to her.

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Huang Bingkun came to Huang Ping in Wuweixianchen. Huang Ping didn't seem to be very grateful to the second young master for waiting for him to go home in person. Instead, he showed a reserved expression on his face. Huang Bingkun asked him to salute the members of the visiting group, and he also had a look on his face.

Looking at the boss's reluctant expression, Huang Bingkun couldn't help but sigh in his heart - thinking back to the time when he went out to visit guests, Huang Ping's neatness in sending greetings was as if he was a different person.

As the scale of Fangcaodi School is getting larger and larger, more and more children are attending school. The Lingao City Railway has also been built to Fangcaodi, connecting the county seat and Bairen City. Because everyone in the inspection team lives in different places, they are on the platform.

After they broke up, Huang Bingkun volunteered to take Liu Dalin back. On the other hand, he had to go to a public transfer station outside the county town to get on a public carriage back to Huangjiazhai.

The platform was crowded with students lining up to take the bus home. When they saw Liu Dalin and his entourage approaching, the students on the platform automatically made way for them and allowed them to go to the front.

Liu Dalin praised the children for being sensible. One of the children replied: "The teachers have taught us to respect the old and love the young, and to help the disabled. Sir, you have bad legs and feet, so you should get on the bus first." Liu Dalin said.

Laughed loudly.

Woo - with the sound of the whistle, the iron train wheels started to roll, carrying a car full of people, blowing black smoke and marching along the railway in the direction of Lingao County. Members of the visiting group bought the last train

First-class tickets on the festival, so that you don't have to sit together with the former tenant farmers, long-term laborers, and other employees in the car in front.

Everyone followed Liu Dalin's lead and asked him to sit by the window so that he could look at the scenery along the way. Liu Dalin looked at the scenery beside the railway outside the window. In a daze, he could not remember what it was like before the Australians came. It seemed that Wen Lan

The smoking factories on the other side of the river seem to have been there since the beginning of time. There are also stretches of fertile farmland, and rows of houses in the villages newly built by Australians for their immigrants...

The farmers working in the fields and the lush growth indicate that this year will be another good year. Good times, Lingao seemed to have never had good years before the Australians came.

"It's so beautiful, but it's a pity-" Liu Dalin muttered.

"What are you sorry about, sir?" The questioner was the granddaughter of Butler Zhao of Liu Dalin's family.

What's a pity? Liu Dalin suddenly felt that he didn't know what to pity. He stroked the Zhao family's granddaughter's head and said after a long time: "This Lingao is so beautiful. It's a pity. My body is useless and there is no use for it."

The granddaughter of the Zhao family was very well-behaved and said: "Sir, what are you talking about? The chief teacher said that you are always the first Jinshi in the history of Lingao. As long as you can always go out and visit, you will be of great help to the people.

What are the benefits?”

Of course, these words contained elements of deliberate compliments from girls, but Liu Dalin also knew that the Australians really thought so: he was a well-known figure in the county, and as long as he often came out for activities, it would be equivalent to recognizing and supporting the Australian rule here.

It is an excellent subject to win the hearts and minds of the people.

He said with a smile: "It's an exaggeration, it's an exaggeration."

Huang Bingkun was sitting on the seat at the back of the carriage, whispering to Huang Ping.

He asked Huang Ping who the girl who hugged him was and how old she was and what she did at home. When Huang Ping heard this question, he immediately blushed and said coyly: "Master, why are you asking this?" (To be continued. If you like this

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