Farmer's Home

Chapter 899 Teaching People to Write
When Saffron arrived at night, she discussed with Hong Yu the idea that suddenly came to her mind during the day.

"Hong Yu, I'm thinking of setting up a private school in our village, only accepting children under the age of ten, and let them learn some basic knowledge here."

This will not only teach the children some basic things, but also will not delay them from going to school in the town.Just go straight to town when you're old enough.

"A private school in the village, do you think someone will come?" Hong Yu asked uncertainly looking at the saffron.

"I don't know, it counts as many as you come, as long as they are willing to learn, we will charge anyway, and the people in our village, I decided not to charge them any fees. Let them go back to eat at noon.

I think that if the children from the surrounding villages also come, we don’t need tuition or anything, we just charge them for a little pen and ink.

If at noon, they can eat here even if they are far away from home, we can make lunch for them, and those who are close to home can go home to eat. "

After Hong Yu heard this, he was not very willing. If Honghua had to be busy with cooking at noon, he didn't want to make Honghua suffer because of this, let alone she had to look after the children.

"We don't need the money, but I think it's better not to cook lunch. If you cook again, do you want your legs?" Hong Yu said, looking at the saffron.

"Either let our mother go and cook. If we really run a private school, I'll just go there and teach them how to write." Saffron thought for a while and looked at Hong Yu and said.

"Hehe..." Hong Yu laughed unkindly after hearing this, did Honghua teach them how to write?

It's not that Honghua can't write. She can write with the charcoal pen very straightly, but after picking up the brush, she can write those words that only she can bear.

What's more, there are still a lot of characters that she doesn't know how to write, even if she can, he doesn't know what to write anyway, but every time Saffron finishes writing, she tells him that the characters she wrote are called simplified characters.

Hong Yu has never heard of simplified Chinese or not. Anyway, he doesn't understand or recognize it.But there is one thing he is sure of, that is, if Saffron is allowed to teach these children in the past, it is estimated that when they go to school, even a gentleman will go crazy.

"Hong Yu, what are you laughing at? Tell me, is this feasible or not?"

Saffron didn't know at all what was going on in Hong Yu's mind, and asked anxiously looking at him.

"Your ideas are pretty good, but you go to the school to teach them to write, I don't think it will work, who knows what you write?

When the time comes for them to grow up and go to school in town, won't those gentlemen go crazy? "Hong Yu smiled directly and told Saffron what he really thought in his heart.

"You...huh!" Saffron choked on hearing his words.

"Didn't I tell you? The characters I wrote are called simplified characters, which are simpler and easier to recognize than yours."

Hong Yu was afraid that the saffron would be hit, so he followed her words and said, "Well, well, simplified characters, you are right! But you teach them to write with a brush, do you think you can do it?"

"..."

Saffron drooped her head and said, "No way!"

If she uses a charcoal brush to teach them it’s okay, but if she uses a brush, she doesn’t think it’s okay, let alone others!Her calligraphy is similar to that of a dog.

Saffron thought for a while, looked at Hong Yu and said, "Either I go to the town and discuss it with Moyu, let him teach, or help find a gentleman."

Hong Yu: "..."

(End of this chapter)