The General’s Little Peasant Wife

As long as they don't quarrel with Sister Mengyao, she won't be angry, and even if they quarrel she can't do anything, she just lets go of what is in her hand to watch them play in the yard and sometimes play games with them.

“Yes, Sister Mengyao also taught us to write, we will all write our own names.” The dog doll stared at Yang Xiu-er's dissatisfaction and said: “I forbid you to denigrate Sister Mengyao like this. ”

Speaking of literacy, every child present said it, and some children carried three scriptures on the spot.

Now there were some villagers who didn't believe it, all said that children wouldn't lie, so many children now say that, and the people behind the children's backs had to learn something in the classroom at first, but they didn't go to school, that's only one possibility, that's what Ning Mengyao teaches.

Then I thought that the image of Ning Mengyao in everyone's heart gradually changed, and some thought she was a good girl.

Yang Xiu-er leaned in Ro's arms and heard the children's words. It was a little embarrassing to know that if he continued to defame Ning Mengyao now, no one would believe him.

I can't help but resent Yang Lele. She is all this girl. If it weren't for her, how could she not get off the stage now?

“Xiu 'er, don't insult others like this in the future. It's not good. ”

“Exactly. ”

“People are willing to teach you that it's human, and it's natural to not want to. ”

Everyone said that Yang Xiu-er's face was purple for a while. It was ugly.

Seeing Yang Xiu 'er's embarrassing appearance, Yang Le snorted, turned away, and the dog dolls jumped to play by the river with their little buddies.

After everyone left, Yang Xiu-er couldn't pretend either. He raised his head from Roche's arms and looked a little grumpy: “I thought it would make Ning Mengyao's reputation worse in our village, who knows how it happened to be awkward. ”

“Take your time.” Roche patted her daughter on the shoulder, soothing, he said.

Just an orphan girl, no matter how good she is, where can she go? Why don't you let them squeeze and squeeze?

After Yang Lele came home, thinking of the dog dolls and what they said, he consulted with his father: “Daddy Yao can read, can you ask her to teach our village children to read? ”

“This... will she?” The school is very high, their village is not so wealthy, many children in the village miss school do not have this opportunity, it would be great if Ning Mengyao could promise to help teach the children.

Yang Lele hey smiled: “Yao Yao, she taught the dog dolls to write, study, that means she's nice, you can definitely agree, then I'll ask, if she agrees, Dad, you go to her yourself. What do you say? ”

“It's not okay, or I'll go myself, which is more sincere.” Yang Zhu thought about it and shook his head to reject Yang Lele's words.

Since they want to ask Ning Mengyao to teach their village children to read, they have to ask him to do so in person, so that they can be more sincere, otherwise what if other children think they have no sincerity and disagree?

He wanted Ning Mengyao to teach the children to read, but he didn't mean to let the children refer to it. As long as they could read, one more way out would be fine, at least they wouldn't have to rely on God to eat like them.

“Well, let's go together in the afternoon, and I want to go and play with her.” Yang Lexiao smiled and said.

She enjoys hanging out with Ning Mengyao and is very comfortable with her.

In the afternoon, Yang Zhu went with Yang Lele to Ning Mengyao's house with some gourmet fruit grown in the ground.

Seeing Yang Lele and Yang Zhu come over, Ning Mengyao put down what was in his hand and walked over to the past: “What brings you here, Chief? ”

When she came here to settle down, Yang Zhu helped her a lot. She was very respectful to this old man.

“Ma'am, my uncle is here today to ask you something.” Yang Zhu looked at Ning Mengyao's voice slightly trembling, which made Ning Mengyao even stranger, turning to see Yang Lele, who gave her an innocent look.

“Mayor, what can I do for you? ”