Han Ziran wanted to set up a school, so Xiao Zhen naturally supported it unconditionally.

Therefore, after the two of them returned home, they planned to tell their parents. Unexpectedly, the Xiao family collectively opposed it.

The wedding had to be held for three consecutive days, so the Xiao family still didn't use the meal at home that night.

After returning from dinner, the whole family sat beside the stove roasting sweet potatoes. Uncle Xiao smoked a cigarette and Taotao played with the wooden horse toy Xiao Zhenxin made for him. Xiao Hua and Xiao Nian, father and son, Xiao

My sister-in-law and Qi Qi both sat quietly.

Aunt Xiao served everyone tea and sat down.

"Running a school is a big deal, and the money spent in it is a bottomless pit. At your age, you finally have some savings. If you spend it all on the school, what will you do in the future?" Uncle Xiao thought more far-sightedly: "Even if it is a blessing.

Regarding future generations, you must first ensure that you can live well."

"Azhen, Ziran, you have to listen to your dad on this matter." Aunt Xiao also said beside her. She is a woman who doesn't understand this. She has always supported what Azhen wants to do, but it will cost a lot of money.

The amount of money makes my heart hurt.

"I support dad's statement." Xiao Hua also said.

Xiao Nian and Qiyue were juniors, so they didn't say anything.

Xiao Zhen looked at Han Ziran. He must do what Ziran had decided to do. Besides, since setting up a school would benefit future generations, there was no way he would not do it. Now, it all depends on how he convinces his family.

Han Ziran smiled. Against the background of the firewood, his smile looked extremely warm. It was not alienated like before, but very down-to-earth: "Father, mother, don't worry, we didn't pay for this money ourselves.

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"Then who will come out?" Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao asked in unison.

The others looked at him curiously, even Xiao Zhen was extremely curious.

Han Ziran smiled and said: "A few days ago, I wrote to a few friends in Beijing and explained to them the situation of our school. They were all willing to donate to build the school."

The word "donation?" is very new to the Xiao family.

"Uncle," Xiao Nian asked, "If we build this school, will all the money come from your friends? You don't have to pay it back?"

"Yes. That's what I mean." Han Ziran nodded.

"Brother-in-law, what do your friends do?" Xiao Hua knew that his sister and brother-in-law had some connections in the capital, but building a school still cost several hundred taels of silver. That was a lot of money. How could anyone understand?

The wonderful thing is that it is given to others.

When Han Ziran saw his wife looking at him with a clear look, the smile in his eyes deepened: "They are all in business and don't care about these hundreds of taels of silver."

Xiao Zhen knew that the friend her husband mentioned was the eldest brother of the Han family. Of course, every letter and every letter was fake. Ziran just borrowed this name, and they had to come up with the money themselves. In fact, they had the most.

Even though both of them have left the capital now, Xi Ya will still ask the shadow guard to give her the monthly income from Ke Shang Ju, but she will never look at it.

"How could such a good thing happen?" Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao couldn't believe it. These days, someone would actually give money to others.

Seeing the doubtful expressions on his parents' faces, Xiao Zhen said: "Mom and dad, in the capital, it is very common to do good deeds like Shi Yibu Zhi and start a school. What's more, most of the friends Ziran knows are great philanthropists. They

When I heard that none of the children here could study, I thought of ways to help them."

"Then, can our Taotao go to school?" Qi Qie, who never spoke much, asked timidly.

"Of course you can." Xiao Zhen said with a smile. Taotao follows Ziran to the school every day, but nowadays children study one day and lose three days. When the school is built, they will have to study hard every day.

During the past few days of the first month, the village has been very lively, with a lot of interactions between relatives and all kinds of new faces all the time.

Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran simply basked in the sun in the yard of their home, or visited the school. There were some younger students playing in the school every day, and the older students would come back to play here after going up the mountain to cut firewood.

The oldest of these children who go up the mountain to chop firewood is only eight years old. The straw sandals on their feet are worn out, but they don't feel any pain. They must be used to it. Some children come from the fields and wear trousers.

The bottom half was full of mud, and he said he was going to buy rice straw for the fields.

"It's the Chinese New Year, but these children still have to work in the fields. It's hard work." Han Ziran looked at the children who were playing happily: "They are now at the age when they want to learn. If they study hard, they will be good in the future.

He will become the pillar of our great nation."

"No matter how hard you work, you still have to do the work you have to do. This is the countryside. For such a big person, their parents are counting on them to help the family with some work." Xiao Zhen looked up at Ziran and said with a smile, "Tell the city

The school is the same, so it is said that the children of the poor should go home early. In fact, it is not difficult for us to run a school. The difficult thing is how to make the parents of the children willingly send their children to school."

"I've already thought about it."

"Tell me quickly."

"Parents don't let their children go to school. Firstly, they don't know enough and think that studying is a waste of time. Secondly, it's also because of the busy farming period. We just need to avoid the busy farming time period and tell them that as long as their children reach three

If you are one month old, you can get a set of school uniforms, and after half a year, you can get a set of school uniforms and a pair of shoes."

Xiao Zhen: ""It's indeed a good idea. Children from poor families don't have anything new to wear all year round. Children who have been in school for three months can receive school uniforms. This is good news for everyone.

Fifteen years later, the construction of the school began. Most of the people from the surrounding villages came to see the wood that was carried from the town. They all exclaimed, how much money would it cost to have so much wood?

ah.

Suddenly, more and more people came to Xiao's house, and everyone at home said that Han Ziran was really amazing, and he could actually get the old man from Beijing to come here to donate money to the school.

At this time, I don’t know who said: “Uncle Han, your name seems to be the same as the Prime Minister who just retired and returned home?”

Xiao Zhen looked over and saw that the person speaking was a young man, about twenty-five or six years old. He said with interest: "It seems that he is also called Han Zi or something."

"This Prime Minister Han is already in his 70s and 80s, can he compare with our Master Han?"

"I'm not talking about age, but name. I just can't remember what Mr. Han's name is. Maybe it's exactly the same name."

"I heard that Prime Minister Han has done a lot of good things for us people."

"What's the use? It won't benefit Wu Yue at all."

"That's right. You said that our officials in Wuyue don't know what they are doing. There are so many officials coming and going, but they haven't done anything beneficial to the people."

"Shhh, don't say this too much. If it reaches the ears of the official, you will be in trouble."

Xiao Zhen really wanted to hear those people talk about the Prime Minister, but he suddenly pulled the topic away. He couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. Looking at Han Ziran, he actually stood by and listened with interest.

But it's no wonder that they don't know the Prime Minister's name and age. After all, the capital is too far away from here, not to mention that common people are not allowed to discuss government affairs. The common people only know Prime Minister Han, and it is normal not to know his name.

In the evening, Xiao Zhen was filling the wooden bucket behind the screen with water to take a bath. He saw Zi Ran drawing something on the wall with gray charcoal. When he got closer, he saw that it was a construction drawing of a house. The drawing looked really similar.

"Are there three schools in total?" Xiao Zhen looked at the rooms painted on the wall, "How many children can sit in one room?"

"Twenty, maybe."

Xiao Zhen looked at her husband in embarrassment: "I'm afraid we don't have so many children in our three villages. Shouldn't the main hall next to it be vacant?"

Han Ziran tapped his wife's forehead with one hand: "You don't have to study in the main room next to it. One room can be used as a martial arts room, and the other one will also be useful. A child who only knows how to study is not good."

Xiao Zhen nodded, and what he said was right: "It seems that you will be very busy in the next few days. Old man, you really can't take any time off. I'm going to take a bath first."

"Old man?" Han Ziran raised his eyebrows and looked at his wife: "Am I that old?"

"I'm not old, you are like a jade tree in the wind now, you are so beautiful and graceful. When you go out, the little girls will look at you."

Han Ziran was amused by Xiao Zhen's words.

When Xiao Zhen came out from the shower, she saw her husband still looking at the school picture. She couldn't help but smile and shook her head and went to bed. She didn't want to lie down until she saw her husband taking off his clothes and lying down.

"I thought you were going to see the light of day."

Han Ziran hugged his wife into his arms, kissed her forehead and said, "Being able to hold you is the most important thing."
Chapter completed!