Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 32
"What else can I do?"

After hearing Yang Zhengdong's words, Wang Hao asked quickly.

"What do pigs eat?"

Yang Zhengdong looked at him and asked.

"Pigs eat pig food! Corn bran is mixed with grass, and some pig grass is mixed with it in summer. Isn't it always like this?"

Wang Hao can tell a lot about raising pigs. Almost everyone in his village has raised pigs, even if he hasn't raised them, he has seen them all.

"You are right or wrong. There is another thing in pig raising that can make pigs grow meat quickly. It only takes three months from piglets to slaughter. This thing is called feed!"

"feed?"

After listening to Yang Zhengdong's words, Wang Hao couldn't help frowning. He seemed to have never heard of this term. Could it be that it is used for raising pigs in the city?
If Yang Zhengdong knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh.

After all, the vision is limited in this era, and Mengxi Village is closed, so many things will be attributed to the city. The key is that the city does not raise pigs.

Thinking of a group of fat-headed and big-eared pigs strolling with cars on the city roads, the impact of this picture is too strong. The "urban management brigade" that has been famous on the Internet for decades may have to be transformed into a "pig driving brigade".

"Yes, I have a feed formula here. As long as you configure the feed according to the formula and use them to feed pigs, I believe you can achieve what I said, and you can grow to two hundred catties in three months!"

Yang Zhengdong thought about talking to Wang Hao.

"Then, then I will use it! Zhengdong, where is the recipe?"

Wang Hao asked anxiously, as if he couldn't wait to get the formula quickly and prepare the feed.

"Don't worry, the recipe is in my head. You go to my house at night, and I'll write it out for you. But before I give this recipe to you, there are some things that need to be clarified. I just want to talk to you at night."

"it is good!"

After Yang Zhengdong separated from Wang Hao, he continued to go to Wang Xiaoru's house. It took him an hour to travel several hundred meters, and it was past five o'clock when he arrived at Wang Xiaoru's house.

With his height, Wang Xiaoru's house can now be seen from the outside of the yard, two dilapidated stone houses.

This is when Wang Gensheng returned to the village for the second time, the old branch secretary gave him an unoccupied house and simply tidied it up.

There is only a wooden fence at the gate of the courtyard, which is made up of small trees on the mountain, and it is also the kind to guard against gentlemen but not villains.

The windows are just two holes hung with straw curtains, without window frames or glass, and the door is just a few broken old wooden boards.

If it wasn't for Wang Gensheng's willingness to do it, he would be very kind to Wang Xiaoru. Yang Zhengdong felt that this kind of home didn't feel like a home.

Although he feels uncomfortable, Yang Zhengdong has nothing to do now, after all, his ability alone is limited.

And poverty is a common phenomenon in Mengxi Village, even in his family, it is slightly stronger than here.

Without the bonus from the police last time, let alone free breakfast, his own breakfast might be a problem.

He is anxious to change all this, but he also knows that nothing will happen overnight.

In fact, China in the 21st century in the previous life is still constantly promoting targeted poverty alleviation and increasing assistance and support to rural areas, especially poor rural areas, so that many villages like Mengxi Village can be lifted out of poverty step by step.

Huaxia here in Blue Star is more difficult in comparison, but he also believes that with the development of the economy, as long as everyone's awareness can be improved and their desire to get rid of poverty exceeds the past, then one day they will be able to get rid of this poverty.

And Yang Zhengdong, whether as a teacher or as a villager in Mengxi Village, will do his best to help here.

Today he decided to give Wang Hao the pig feed formula because of this intention.

More people have more power, getting rich first leads to getting richer later, and gradually eliminating the gap between rich and poor. This is also the established strategy of the great man in the previous life, and Yang Zhengdong deeply understands it.

In fact, no matter what your consciousness is, no matter what your knowledge is, or your personality and other reasons, there are thousands of ways to get rich, and one of them is always suitable.

But the premise is to do it, create opportunities for them to do it, and establish a supervision system.

There is a long way to go and a long way to go. Yang Zhengdong is not thinking of being a savior, but doing everything he can, preferably to influence the people around him, so that their fate can develop in a better direction. This may also be a teacher. occupational diseases.

Sure enough, Wang Xiaoru was at home. When Yang Zhengdong entered the yard, he saw her thin figure reading a book in the shade against the wall.

Seeing Wang Xiaoru like this, Yang Zhengdong felt distressed but also very relieved.

I don't want to say whether this child is a monster or not, but this kind of maturity that does not meet the age group, and his love and desire for knowledge are what every teacher likes to see most.

For him, how to stimulate Wang Xiaoru's potential and help her establish correct values ​​is the most important job for him as a teacher at present.

Poverty changes a person, but never in only one direction.

In the final analysis, the direction of personal choice has changed. For example, some people choose to fight hard, and various struggle stories appear; some people choose to go astray, and there are many, many sighs.

As a teacher, teaching knowledge is one aspect, but it is also duty-bound to develop a correct outlook on life, the world, and values ​​(three views).

When he was a teacher in his previous life, he once met a student, a boy.His academic performance is really good. If he had the "eye of a famous teacher" back then, his aptitude would never be weaker than A-level.

With such a good grade, normally teachers and parents are obedient and obedient, wishing that the stars and the moon would be picked off for him.

But the child’s final fate was not good, because parents and teachers paid too much attention to grades, which made the child proud and paranoid. He felt that if his grades were good, there was nothing in the world that could not be solved by others.

He went to the best elementary school and the best junior high school, and his grades were the best among the best. He was once known as the "No. [-] seed" in their local area.

However, children in junior high school have not been cultivated with a good outlook on life, coupled with the agitation of adolescence, when they are unable to pursue a girl, their paranoid personality is aroused.

When that incident happened, Yang Zhengdong had only been teaching for two years. His colleague, the former head teacher of the boy, felt so guilty about this incident, felt that the training was negligent, so he voluntarily resigned from his position as a teacher, and was no longer the head teacher for the rest of his life.

His parents are kind-hearted ordinary workers. After the accident, the two felt that the sky was falling. They never imagined that their son, whom they were always proud of, would commit such a heinous crime.

They made a sign saying "We are sinners" and knelt outside the community for a month. After a month, they were in their 40s, but they looked like they were 70 years old, with white hair as old as a dying day.

Because the girl was a neighbor of Yang Zhengdong at the time, he knew the cause and effect of this incident very clearly, and it also had a great influence on Yang Zhengdong's later coaching career.

Every child is an angel, but this angel needs to receive systematic education in the later stage to complete the transformation.

Since then, he has remembered a word - moral education, especially for children with high IQ and good aptitude, they are talented but more prone to detours.

Therefore, Yang Zhengdong has paid special attention to the cultivation of his outlook on life for a long time, which is also the reason why he cares about Wang Xiaoru.

"Teacher Yang……"

Wang Xiaoru was surprised when she saw Yang Zhengdong, and then a surprised smile appeared on her face.

"Xiao Ru, are you reading again? The teacher came to see you, didn't you eat again today?"

Yang Zhengdong asked in a friendly tone, and even leaned over to touch her little head.

However, Wang Xiaoru's hair must have not been washed for a long time, and her hair is also messy. It seems that Wang Gen really didn't know much about taking care of his daughter in his life.

"Eat... eat it!"

Wang Xiaoru liked this feeling very much, but girls are always shy, Yang Zhengdong's intimacy made her blush, she quickly lowered her head and whispered.

"What are you eating? Steamed buns?"

"Um……"

Yang Zhengdong sighed, this child... really suffers too much.

"Let's go, go back with the teacher, the teacher will cook something delicious for you!"

Yang Zhengdong got up and held her hand, intending to take her back to his own home. A child who is not yet ten years old can't stand eating dry steamed buns every day.

"I won't go... I won't go, I promised my father that I will cook for him."

Wang Xiaoru lowered her head and whispered.

"You are too young, how can you cook? Can you let your father eat at the teacher's house too?"

Yang Zhengdong comforted him.

"Dad, I'm sorry, he... he's working very hard. I want him to have a hot meal. Dad should be very... very happy..."

Yang Zhengdong looked at the little girl who was only 1.2 meters tall, and his heart was filled with emotion, which almost made him cry.

She squeezed back hard, trying not to shed tears.

Take a deep breath, Wang Xiaoru is so sensible, who can say that her family is not warm, and the family relationship will be stronger and more precious in poverty.

"Then the teacher will visit your home first. I wonder if it's okay? You, the little master, shouldn't refuse, right?"

Yang Zhengdong wasn't sure if there was anything to eat in her house, so he wanted to go to the house to have a look.

"Inside...the house is a little messy..."

Wang Xiaoru blushed again.

"What's the matter? Don't forget that the teacher is a big man, and he is also a mess. It is you who go, I will hide all the stinky socks!"

Yang Zhengdong did not hesitate to demean himself, and was on the same front as her.

"No, teacher... the teacher is very clean..."

Wang Xiaoru lowered her head and whispered.

"Haha... let's go, I'll go and see your boudoir!"

Yang Zhengdong pulled Wang Xiaoru and walked towards the house.

The broken door squeaked open, Yang Zhengdong felt his eyes suddenly go dark, and it took him nearly a minute to recover, no wonder Wang Xiaoru was sitting in the yard reading a book, the room was really dark.

The furnishing of this room outside is very simple, there is only an old Eight Immortals table directly opposite the door, on which there are many baskets and pots.

The stove is on the left side of the door. It is an earthen stove. The chimney has a hole directly leading to the yard. There is a small iron pot on it with a straw woven lid on it.

The ground was relatively clean. Yang Zhengdong walked to the table of the Eight Immortals and opened a basket that was buckled together. Inside were more than a dozen dry and hard steamed buns, and there was another basket containing dried noodles. There is nothing else outside, not even a green vegetable.

He frowned, and dragged Wang Xiaoru into the room again. As soon as he lifted the curtain, he felt a few black shadows running out from under the bed, rushing towards them...

"I'll go, help!"

(End of this chapter)