Chapter 33
Shi Zhou asked: "There is a village school in the market below the mountain. If you don't feel ashamed, I can send you to study with those three-year-olds."

Tong Laoshi hurriedly asked: "I don't think it's embarrassing, but what about the work in the hospital?"

Shi Zhou said: "You study for half a day in the morning and continue to work in the clinic in the afternoon. There are not many patients in the morning, and most of them come after lunch. Even if there are, Dr. Zhen and I can handle them."

Tong Laoshi sat up at once, the injury on his body made him gasp, he stuttered and asked, "Really? Yes, does it cost a lot of money?"

Shi Zhou stared sleepily, "I can lend you the tuition fee first, and deduct it from your monthly money. I'll take care of the enrollment."

Tong Laoshi burst into tears, "Thank you, my boss, I don't have parents, and you will be my parents from now on!"

Shi Zhou disliked him: "I don't have a son as old as you."

Tong Laoshi was still very moved: "My boss..."

The school at the foot of the mountain was led by Zhao Cong and gathered several local gentry to donate money and school fields, and it was specially set up for the poor children of the local area.

Shi Zhou had seen children leaving school at the market before, so he inquired carefully.

No wonder Zhao Cong has prestige in the local area. Even if Zhao Xiaowu gets into trouble in the Zhao family, the villagers are still willing to protect Zhao Cong. It turns out that he has indeed done a lot of good things for the people.

After Zhen Youfu heard about it, he smacked his lips, "Fortunately, the old lady Zhao's medical expenses were confiscated first. For Tong Laoshi to go to school, it is safest to find Zhao Lizheng!"

After Zhao Cong heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "It's a pity, the child should have gone long ago, but Doctor Han was not in good health at that time and couldn't take care of it. I mentioned it to Ms. Han several times. , Miss Han was also busy at that time... Sigh!"

Shi Zhou said: "It's not too late now, he doesn't feel ashamed to go to school with the three-year-old."

Zhao Cong shook his head and sighed: "It's not about this, it's because the village school will soon be closed."

Shi Zhou was taken aback: "Why? There are quite a few children in Dayoushan, and they all have to go to school."

Zhao Cong sighed louder, "There are fewer and fewer children in the village school now, and the clan families with conditions have opened their own private schools. Most villagers think that inheriting the family business does not need to be literate, and it is enough to be able to settle accounts. As for the examination of merit It's said that being a high official will lose your head, isn't that the case with Hai Dahong's family?"

Shi Zhou: "It seems that the negative influence of the Hai family is quite large..."

"That's not true. Tong Laoshi is the only one who has volunteered to go to school for so many years. If everyone has the consciousness of being a doctor and sends their children to school, the village school will definitely be able to continue. But now there are only seven students in the village school." , can’t gather ten students, and the other families are unwilling to continue. This year, I’m afraid it will be the last year.”

Shi Zhou was taken aback, "The village school can't continue?"

Tong honestly didn't learn?

Zhao Cong replied: "After I fought with them last year, they reluctantly agreed to last another year. As a result, there are only seven children now, and all those who enrolled before have dropped out. Sigh!"

It's like Tong Laoshi was born at the wrong time, but at the time when Shi Zhou was going to send him to school, the village school couldn't survive.

After Shi Zhou was silent for a while, he asked, "Wouldn't the village school not have to be banned if there are ten students in the village school?"

Zhao Cong nodded: "At that time, people from several villages got together and said so."

Shi Zhou stood up and said, "I'll join the other two students!"

She agreed to Tong Laoshi, Tong Laoshi was so happy at the time, she couldn't break her promise.

So Shi Zhou found Butcher Yuan's house that night.

Butcher Yuan scratched his head, embarrassed to directly refuse, and just said: "You don't need to know how to kill a pig, as long as you have strength and know how to hold a knife."

Shi Zhou: "Do you know why Xiaohu became like this? In the final analysis, it's because he didn't go to school. At his age, it's too early to learn how to kill pigs, so he has nothing to do all day long and can only make fun for himself."

"Besides, why don't you need to read and write when killing pigs? Your father is a butcher, and it's your son's turn. Don't you let him be a big butcher? If you kill a pig a day, you can't let your son kill pigs for three days a day." Sell?"

Butcher Yuan sneered: "Mr. Shi, you may not know that in this market, one pig per day is as high as the sky. If there are too many pigs, they can't be sold."

Shi Zhou, "That's because you can't read!"

Butcher Yuan: "...I can't sell pork, what does that have to do with literacy?"

"Of course it has something to do with it. Your uncle's family is literate, and their business is getting bigger and bigger every year. Why? That's because they are literate and know how to think. In addition to things, there is also an attitude and a way to sell things. You said Dayou The mountains can’t be sold, so where do the restaurants and restaurants outside Dayou Mountain get their meat?”

"Then I'm a butcher, people ignore me..."

"So you are illiterate, so you don't know how to get people to talk to you. If your son can read, read books, and chat, you will know what to talk about. You said that if the boss is happy to run a business, is it possible to do business?" Is it yours?"

Butcher Yuan stared blankly at Shi Zhou, and then at his mother-in-law. The mother-in-law moved her lips. She didn't understand anything, and she couldn't read words either.

Butcher Yuan said: "Okay, it seems to make sense. It's just that Xiaohu is so old, so he won't be accepted if he goes to the school again?"

Shi Zhou patted his thigh, "The apprentice in the medical center is as big as a little tiger, so he will go too. It would be nice to have two older schoolchildren as companions!"

Before Butcher Yuan could speak, Shi Zhou stood up and said, "Then it's settled. By the way, do you know any other children who haven't attended school?"

Butcher Yuan: "I, I, I..."

Mother-in-law: "The son of Orion's family is six years old this year, and he hasn't been to school yet!"

Shi Zhou: "How can this be done? It's a waste of time, I'll go find Uncle Orion!"

Shi Zhou knocked on the door of Orion's house, and Uncle Orion scratched his head, "We don't want to be rich, we just live an ordinary life. When he grows up, I will teach him to hunt, as long as he doesn't starve to death."

Shi Zhou: "The little tiger from the butcher's family just has nothing to do, so he got into trouble on the street and got his brains smashed out. Now Butcher Yuan is so regretful that he should have sent Xiaohu to the village school. He has already decided to send Xiaohu to the village school. I think he You did the right thing. Your family is close neighbors to me, and you often take care of the business of the medical center. In order to prevent your little fist from getting mixed up with bad kids and failing to learn, I came to remind you!"

Orion was shocked: "... Butcher Yuan wants to send Yuan Xiaohu to the village school?"

"It's absolutely true, I saw him take Yuan Xiaohu to the village school with my own eyes, and he even reported his name!"

Orion hesitated, but Butcher Yuan's family was the most famous diehard in Dayou Mountain, and firmly believed that studying was useless, so their family really wanted to send Yuan Xiaohu to the village school?
Shi Zhou's forehead was dripping with sweat. She admitted that she was exaggerating a little, but Yuan Xiaohu must be going to school.

If Orion doesn't send Little Fist to the village school, she will fool around a few more times.

So she repeated the same trick: "Uncle Orion, hunting is not about strength, but skill. You hunt two pheasants a day, have you ever thought about letting Little Fist kill eight pheasants a day?"

(End of this chapter)

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