I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 102 Day One
Song Yangyang sat on the stool in the courtyard dam, pursed his lips and remained silent.

She calmed down, of course she knew that her emotions were a little out of control just now, and she spoke a little harshly.

She turned her head and glanced in the direction of the room, but she couldn't move her legs to bow her head to admit her mistake, because that little girl was really stupid, and she was right!

Confused, she wanted to chat with her companion, but her companion was helping the old woman cook in the kitchen.

She sighed, and was about to go out to look for her classmates when she saw a bamboo sticking into the yard.

Then I saw the old man carrying bamboo.

The bamboo was quite heavy, and even if the second half of it was dragged on the ground to remove some weight, it still bent the old man's waist.

"College student, Yuewa has troubled you with education!"

Seeing Song Yangyang sitting alone, the old man who thought he had finished his homework put the bamboo down and said with a smile.

Song Yangyang's face burned, he glanced at the room guilty, and quickly changed the subject: "Grandpa, what are you doing with this bamboo?"

The old man went to the bottom of the wall and took out an iron box, and smiled, "You have come all the way to help us do things and help us educate our children. Three years of fresh bamboo, I will make two bamboo coffee tables for you to take back."

Song Yangyang asked in surprise, "You know how to do this?"

The old man bent down and took out a chopping knife from the box, and shook it with a smile, "When I was young, I was also a famous bamboo craftsman!"

As he spoke, he saw that he was holding the knife in one hand and holding the bamboo in the other. When the knife went down, the moso bamboo with the thick mouth of the bowl was split open.

"Snapped".

With a crisp sound, the bamboo roots split open immediately.

The chopping knife clamped in the gap of the bamboo is pushed down, and the bamboo joints are opened in response to the sound, which is called "the momentum is like a broken bamboo".

All of a sudden, the fragrance of bamboo is everywhere.

After several times of splitting, a long bamboo quickly turned into a field of bamboo slices of uniform thickness.

The old man smiled and explained to Song Yangyang who was fascinated: "This is the first step. The next step is to peel off the bamboo strips. The bamboo skin is green bamboo strips, and the bamboo heart is yellow bamboo strips. The green bamboo strips are tough enough to be woven into silk. The yellow strips are not strong enough, so they can only be used to make large items."

As he spoke, he picked up a smaller and more curved bamboo knife from the iron box. The bamboo knife moved forward and backward freely, and the bamboo slices turned into layers of bamboo strips, each piece was as thin as a piece of paper.

"This strip is not usable yet, it needs to be scraped clean."

The old man took the initiative to explain, and began to scrape the bamboo strips, scraping off the burrs and edges of each bamboo strip, and repairing it so that the top and bottom are the same width.

Song Yangyang looked at it quietly, the smooth and long strips were swaying back and forth between the old man's fingers, trembling slightly, it was a bit like a graceful dancing girl.

Looking at an ordinary bamboo, in the hands of the old man, it has turned into a light and dancing strip so quickly, and will continue to be turned into a table and chair. Song Yangyang admires this transformation of decay into magic craft.

Her expression froze suddenly, yes, truly powerful people should have this ability.

If all of them are students who are talented and self-taught, why do we need teachers like her?

Shouldn't the meaning of the teacher's existence be to make those students who are not so good become good?
The old man didn't see Song Yangyang's expression, and said with a smile: "When my granddaughter was half a year old, the fucking old man went out to work. We don't have much education, and we can't teach her anything. She just plays around all day long. Very naughty in study."

"Before, her mother, the old man, came back for the Chinese New Year, so she could teach Ha'er her homework. When Le Hui heard that you were coming, she was so happy that she didn't fall asleep for several days. Her dream has come true these days!"

Song Yangyang suddenly had a sore nose, turned around and rushed into the room.

The old man who just turned his back to her and was fiddling with the strips was still talking to himself, "My granddaughter, please worry about it. You should be beaten and scolded. We must not say anything."

Song Yangyang ran into the room and looked at the sad little girl who was still clutching the hem of her clothes and sitting beside the bed, tears flowed out of her eyes immediately, how could she say such a thing!
She walked over, looked at the little girl who stubbornly turned away from her, and said softly, "I'm sorry, it's the big sister who is wrong, and the big sister will never get angry with you again. Can you forgive the big sister?"

The little girl's body was no longer tense, but she still lowered her head and did not speak.

"Big sister has never been a teacher before, you have to allow big sister to make mistakes, right? Let's study and improve together, okay?"

The little girl turned her head and looked at her, "Really?"

"Really!" Song Yangyang nodded and stretched out his hand, "Let's pull the hook!"

The little girl said crisply and authentically: "Pull the hook and hang yourself, and you can't change it for 100 years!"

"So are we good friends again now?"

"Ok!"

"Let's finish the homework later, shall we?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily, "Okay!"

Song Yangyang smiled happily, and the little girl also laughed, and a big snot bubble came out of her smile!
"It's time to eat!"

Song Yangyang's companion came out of the kitchen with the dishes and shouted loudly.

At the dinner table, the little girl looked at the vegetable leaves that grandma put into her bowl, and frowned, "I won't eat it!"

Song Yangyang smiled and said, "We need to eat more vegetables. Only by eating vegetables can we have a balanced nutrition. The longer we grow, the more beautiful we will be!"

The little girl hesitated, picked up the vegetable leaves and stuffed them into her mouth.

The companion on the side looked at Song Yangyang questioningly, and Song Yangyang smiled and said, "Secret."

The old man chuckled, picked up his glass and took a sip.

After dinner, the big family didn't stay at home for long. After clearing the table, they went out together and walked towards the village committee.

When they got there, when it was almost dark, there were already many people standing in the brightly lit dam of the village committee.

Today is the first day of the event, and there are only two things arranged in the evening: a law popularization training and a drama performance.

The popularization of the law is some basic knowledge of civil law and criminal law that is closely related to the villagers, brought by the team of Shuzhou University.

The text of the law is boring, as are most law classes.

But fortunately, the person who designed this training also knew that the villagers in Hushan Village were not going to take the legal test, but just wanted to understand some basic knowledge.

Therefore, the whole training is mainly based on cases, the design is very attractive, and the explanation is very interesting.

Many staff members, including Huo Qianli, listened with gusto and each gained something.

The villagers were even more fascinated by what they heard. Those cases that were somewhat similar to their personal experience let them know without much effort. It turns out that the law is such a thing!
In this training, the content of domestic violence was also mentioned, but it was different from when Huo Qianli first arrived in Hushan Village and shouted angrily that domestic violence violated the law. The villagers' reactions were no longer so indifferent and indifferent.

It is unrealistic to expect them to change in an instant, but planting some seeds and making them more cautious when they really want to do it can be considered to have achieved the effect.

The drama was arranged by the team of Shuzhou Agricultural University. It designed a plot in which a big boss from the city came to the countryside to invest and build a factory. The conflict of cultures and the change of habits interspersed many vivid and ironic stories.

The villagers, who had almost never seen the drama live, laughed out loud. After laughing, they left some impressions in their minds. Recalling the experience of the day, from college students to villagers, everyone was thoughtful.

That night, Huo Qianli, members of the village committee, staff, and leading teachers escorted the villagers home separately. Naturally, the members of the village committee went home directly. It was already 09:30 when Huo Qianli and the staff returned to the village committee up.

Taking advantage of the time when hot water was delivered to several staff members living in the village committee, everyone held a brief meeting.

"I just observed it. Some families still have a lot of estrangement, but some families have gradually become harmonious."

"Yes, I was watching it just now. At least a lot of students no longer have the sense of alienation from being superior and have begun to integrate into the families where they live."

"Brother Huo still sees clearly. I feel that the situation will be much better after tomorrow!"

Huo Qianli smiled and waved his hands, "How can I be transparent, our college students are high-quality and adaptable. If according to our deduction, most families can reach a basic harmony tomorrow, then we will You just need to be optimistic that nothing will happen, and this event should be a complete success."

Everyone laughed and felt happy.

Those who come here, no matter which unit or department they come from, all have a mission. As long as this event is a complete success, it will inevitably be a big credit to go back.

A teacher adjusted his glasses, "It means that there is no wine at the moment, otherwise it is worth a drink!"

Huo Qianli turned around and went out. After a while, he brought a plastic bag from his office, which contained more than a dozen cans of beer, plus half a bag of salted peanuts, and said with a smile: "Don't drink too much, let's satisfy your cravings. In the end, it was a complete success. Let's work hard again." Congratulations!"

"Brother Huo, be careful!"

　Three more eight thousand six, and, writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)