The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Cai Yue sighed again, and said in a familiar tone, "Don't bully the poor boy."

After that, he shook his head and turned back to the lecture hall.

Fan Yilin was a little confused. For the next half day, he looked at Cai Yue from time to time, trying to see his old appearance through these eyes, but only saw a small bean sitting upright at the desk, Listening to Mr.'s lectures with a straight posture, even reading and talking are tender and tender.

Fan Yilin wanted to slap himself, but he felt that he was fooled by Cai Yue. After the afternoon class was over, he wanted to talk to Cai Yue again.

Who would have known that this kid immediately sorted out the books, picked up his bag, left the county school without looking back, and went home.

After listening to Cai Yue's experience this day, Zheng Quanshui and Gao Zi laughed while holding their stomachs.

On the other hand, Shao Qingyuan frowned silently. Seeing that Cai Yue was almost finished, he let him go back to rest.

Zheng Quanshui and Gao Zi still didn't know what to do, and wanted to hear more, so they hugged him and left.

Being held in their arms for a long time, the four quickly left the flower hall.

As soon as they left, the flower hall fell silent.

Shao Qingyuan sneered, "A county school doesn't even have thirty students, yet it can be divided into three factions."

What these students lack is not only knowledge, but also other aspects of moral education.

Even Cai Yue knows, don't bully the poor, but the county school expresses the word 'poor' in every corner from top to bottom.

Gu Yundong nodded in agreement, sat beside him, took a sip of water and asked, "When do you plan to rectify the county school?"

Shao Qingyuan, "Wait until the county school's decree comes to the door again."

It's just that he didn't expect this teaching ordinance to be so casual. Just after he finished speaking here, the next morning, when he just went to the yamen, the teaching oracle from the county school came over with a bitter face.

As soon as he arrived, he began to complain about his hardships and cry of poverty, saying that he had thought of many ways during this period of time, but he only raised twenty taels of silver, not even enough to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone for all the students.

Not to mention, I haven't seen him for a few days, this teaching really looks haggard and thin.

Shao Qingyuan admitted that he did his best to do things, but the way he did things was really uncomplimentable.

The teachings are miserable. It seems that without the blessing of money, the county school will not be able to go on, and those students will not be able to study. falling behind.

Shao Qingyuan saw that he was about to cry while talking, so he could only rub his forehead, stood up and walked out of the desk, saying, "Okay, I understand, I'll go to the county school now. "

The teaching was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, a light flashed on his face, "Sir, you mean, you mean..."

Only then he frowned again, wouldn't it be enough to give money? Why go to county school?

But it doesn't matter, as long as the adults are willing to take care of it. When he sees the difficulty of the county school students, he will allocate money.

The teaching hurriedly led the way in front, and Shao Qingyuan asked Shao Wen to follow.

The county school was not far away, and the three of them walked directly there.

When they arrived at the county school, the concierge had sharp eyes and hurried back to find Liu Xun and Cao Master and the others.

When Shao Qingyuan entered the door, he saw the two of them greet him.