An aunt nearby scolded the leper's wife and said, "Bah, it's really bad luck to meet your family. No matter what they do, they always ask for money. Do you have any shame?"

The lair's wife snapped back, "What do you know? Our family has had a conflict with Zhou Rongrong, so who else could it be if not her?"

The village chief is a man and it is not appropriate for him to get involved in this woman's affairs, but now this man is bullying Zhou Rongrong.

If he didn't come to help, his wife wouldn't let him sleep in bed when he returned home.

He quickly tried to smooth things over: "I say, don't be so unreasonable. You will go to jail for slandering someone without any evidence."

The bald wife shrank her neck, thought for a moment, and then stiffened her neck and said, "It's her, it must be her." Anyway, I have never heard of anyone going to jail for slandering someone.

Seeing that this man was really unreasonable, the village chief came to Zhou Rongrong and said, "Rongrong, look at this?"

Zhou Rongrong thought about it carefully and said to the village chief that she had handled it cleanly and there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Send her to the town to find the government office now. Maybe I can ask someone to go to the county as well."

Then a man came out.

"Madam Zhou, I'll help you take her there. You're too lazy to make such a trip."

"Thank you very much."

Several men came together, tied her up and took her away no matter how she struggled.

Seeing the person being taken away, Zhou Rongrong could finally breathe a sigh of relief. It was not because she was scared, but because of the noise.

The village chief dispersed the crowd of onlookers and muttered, "I don't know where this leper has gone. He hasn't been seen for several days. Did he really run away?"

Zhou Rongrong asked: "Who knows?"

The man who sent the lair's wife to town also brought the children back to Zhou Rongrong. Zhou Rongrong hurriedly thanked him several times.

The man waved his hand and said, "Don't be so polite. If it weren't for Madam Zhou asking us to work, our lives would have been miserable. By the way, the mayor said to lock her up for a few days to make her behave herself. Laizi's parents are honest people and they probably won't cause trouble for Madam Zhou. Let's go, Madam Zhou."

"Thank you very much, big brother. Take care. Thank you very much today."

The children in the car heard what happened at home, and they all clenched their fists. Erbao said angrily.

"It's really unreasonable to slander others at will. If I were here, I would definitely punch her."

Zhou Rongrong pointed at his small fist and said, "Your fist is not even as big as a bun?"

Erbao was unhappy: "Mom, what's wrong with my fist? After all, I am your apprentice. If I am not good, it's because you didn't teach me well."

"Hey, you're itching, aren't you?"

As he said this, he pinched Erbao's ear, and Erbao screamed in pain. Sibao jumped beside him and clapped his hands happily.

"My second brother got beaten. My second brother got beaten."

I couldn’t really grab Erbao’s ears, so I just grabbed him for a while, then rushed into the house with Sibao in my arms. The remaining three boys chased after me, screaming.

The Zhou residence was bustling with activity. After playing with the children for a while, Zhou Rongrong was about to start teaching the people in the workshop, this time bringing Sibao with her.

She discovered that Mr. Zhuang gave Sibao very little homework, and Sibao usually finished it while Dabao was taking extra lessons, so he could put his knowledge into practice.

In this case, Zhou Rongrong discussed with Sibao that Sibao would take the class for those aunts and sisters who could not read a word or only knew their names, and Sibao could also ask his own younger sisters to come and take the class together.

Zhou Rongrong found that the child seemed to have no sisters to play with except his brothers, so Zhou Rongrong arranged such work for Sibao to do, one to consolidate the knowledge Sibao had learned, and the other to let Sibao have more contact with people.

Zhou Rongrong discovered that Sibao's talents were friendliness and sweetness. This girl had a harmless face and a very sweet mouth. If she wanted to coax people, she could really coax them into a state of confusion.

If you do business in the future, you must take Sibao with you. Otherwise, if you don’t want to, Zhou Rongrong thought that you should make a sesame dumpling with a black core. It is white on the outside and will always be white as long as it is not bitten. Once it is bitten, the black core will flow out.

This character is really cool. As for people who can read, such as Jiang Manman, Zhou Rongrong has a separate class for them.

Recently, Zhou Rongrong also assigned Jiang Manman to work as an assistant to three team leaders. Although they say she is an assistant, she actually wants Jiang Manman to learn.

Everyone knew that Jiang Manman had signed a death contract with Zhou Rongrong, and the three of them also taught her diligently.

What Zhou Rongrong is teaching today is bookkeeping. According to the Da Zhou account book, the bookkeeping method is to record it on a daily basis. How much is spent today, how much is earned, remember each item one by one, and then calculate the total ledger.

Zhou Rongrong found this very troublesome, so she used a piece of wood to measure and drew a grid with charcoal. She then wrote down the number of pills, expenditure, income, and summary with charcoal, and marked the year, month, and day. This was a simple account book.

Zhou Rongrong showed it to everyone and explained while pointing at each grid.

"Look, the first part is the year, month and day, and the next part represents the income and expenditure for the day. Here is the number of pills and today's expenditure, here is the income, and here is whether it is a profit or loss today.

This is a monthly account form. You can fill it in by yourself. For example, if your group produced a total of 100 pills today, then write 100 pills. The income and expenditure should be written according to the actual amount. In this way, you don’t need to look through the daily account book. You only need to look at the daily account book. Do you understand?"

Jiang Manman said: "I understand."

Here Zhou Rongrong is still teaching bookkeeping in detail, explaining the differences between each bookkeeping method.

As for Dabao, no one was learning in the workshop anymore. So many people went directly outside the house. Zhou Rongrong took out a blackboard and some white chalk from the space, but she only dared to give one to Sibao each time.

No one was surprised that there was such a thing. Miss Zhou had all kinds of good things. Even Sibao thought it was a new thing in the county.

Sibao held a book of Hundred Family Surnames in his hand and began to teach each person character by character. If someone's surname was the same character, Sibao would write that person's name.

These people sat on small stools and used the tree branches to draw on the ground, following Sibao's strokes. Even those who had children at home were brought here to listen to Sibao's class.

Sibao taught carefully, imitating Mr. Zhuang's way, with his hands behind his back, and looked around to see if anyone was not learning seriously. If he saw that someone was not writing well, he would give some guidance.

Many people were learning Chinese characters for the first time. When they saw their names were written like this, they were so excited that they almost cried. They respectfully called Sibao "Sir".

It made Sibao's tail soar to the sky.

Everyone in the mountain village is happy and harmonious, but the bald wife who is being controlled in the town is not so lucky. The food she eats is not as good as pig food. It smells rotten and has a sour and stinky smell. But people are made of iron and food is made of steel. They will be hungry after every meal.

Even though she was disgusted by her hunger, she still had to eat, crying while eating. The prison boss knew her, and everyone knew her husband. She had caused a lot of trouble and had been in prison for only a few days. Now he heard that she couldn't be found, so he said something.

"Your man must have run away. With him being like that, that's really not okay, auntie. Wouldn't you feel more relieved if he ran away?"

The jailer has good intentions. After all, if there is a scoundrel like this in a family, the whole family will be in trouble. Wouldn't it be a good thing if this guy disappeared?

The lair's wife doesn't think so. She thinks her husband is a good one. Even if he scolds her, beats her, and doesn't give her a good meal, a man in the family must have someone to support him, right?

The lecherous wife said, "What do you know? Who wouldn't be bullied if there was no man in the family?"

The prison boss was too lazy to care about her and just gave her a cold look and left.

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