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Chapter 141 Dough

"It's made by adding white flour and water into dough." said Simao.

"I think your dough cannot be kneaded into paste. Now it's just mush. You'd better ask my mother to come, so as not to waste such good flour." Yang Bailin asked them for help without any hesitation.

Ersansimao was also afraid of wasting such good flour. If her grandmother knew that the three of them made so much flour for lunch at home, she would definitely take a rolling pin and run around the village three times without even taking a breath.

Ersanshimao: That scene is horrifying just thinking about it.

In this way, the three boys' lunch was solved without wasting flour.

The village chief, his wife, and Yang Bailin's mother came together to help them make the batter into dough dumplings. They also had another meal of the dough dumplings here. Because the quantity was too much, everyone was touching their stomachs.

The village chief’s wife said to the boys, “You don’t know how to cook. When your grandma and the others are not at home, you can come to our house to eat. Look how much flour we have made today. Your grandma will be heartbroken if she comes back and sees it.” She would feel sorry for those who were not from her family, let alone Old Lady Yang.

When she said she felt heartbroken, I didn't know whether she meant that Old Lady Yang felt sorry for the flour or that she felt sorry for her grandson not having food to eat.

They sat in Yang Dashan's house for a while and then left, while Yang Bailin stayed here to study with Ermao and the others, because it was quiet here and there were other people who were also studying together, which was better than being alone.

When Yang Dashan and his wife came back in the afternoon and learned about this, they couldn't help but feel guilty and distressed. They really forgot that their sons couldn't cook.

The children can do the housework and farm work at home, and they can cook porridge, but they really don’t know how to make steamed buns or stir-fry.

For dinner, I invited the village chief and his wife to come over for dinner, and also talked about Xiaocaoer and Qi Xingyun's plan to open a sweet potato workshop.

The couple also heard the conversation between Xiaocaoer and the others, and told them what they heard and remembered.

Even so, it was enough to surprise them.

The three little boys said: My sister is so awesome. She is going to do something good for the country and the people.

Several people from Changcun's family: Xiaocao'er is really a man who can do great things. He has a long-term vision. Fortunately, he followed the footsteps of Yang Dashan's family.

Yang Dashan: "Ermao, pack up, I will send you back to the school tomorrow. Oh no, to Zheng's house. Mr. Zheng has told Magistrate Tang to come to the house to teach you for a few days."

Yang Bolin: "Will County Magistrate Tang take us?"

"Yes, Mr. Zheng said that the teacher has been too tired recently and may not return to the school when the time comes. He cannot take care of everything. If he wants to go back, the soonest he can do so is after you finish your exams."

"Originally, the teacher came back to be an honored student. He only taught in the private school before. Now he comes home after school and takes care of us. It's really hard." Ermao said.

Sanmao: "We have to work harder too. If we pass the exam in one try, the teacher won't have to work so hard. At least he won't have to take care of the two of us."

Village chief: "Don't need to take you two? Who are you with? What are you going to do?"

Ermao: "I want to learn martial arts. Brother Xingyun said he would send me to the military camp when the time comes."

Sanmao: "I want to do business, and I will learn from Brother Hua Ming for a while."

The village chief was hit by 10,000 points of critical strike. Look how different other people's ambitions are. Our family has only one goal, which is to support Lin Ge'er's education. We never asked other children what they wanted to do, and other children did not show any talents other than farming.

The village chief couldn't help but look at Yang Dashan: "Do you agree that the two of them don't continue to study?"

Yang Dashan: "They had discussed this two years ago. If they hadn't been forced to learn a few more words, they would have stopped going long ago."

Yang Dashan was in a dilemma and said to the village chief: How can I decide for them? They have already discussed and decided on it themselves. These two are still willing to study, but they are still being pressured by Damao and Xiaocaoer.

Finally, Mr. Zheng set a goal for them: if you pass the examination to become a tongsheng, you can go into business or join the army, but it would be better to pass the examination to become a xiucai, because your opportunities for behavior and promotion will be different if you have a meritorious title or not.

In order to have more skills, they gritted their teeth and tried harder.

So Yang Bailin has seen Ermao and Sanmao working so hard and making amazing progress over this period of time. It turns out that it’s not that they can’t learn, but that they don’t want to learn.

On his way home, Yang Bolin thought about the changes in the village over the past two years and said to the village chief, "Grandpa, Uncle Dashan's family is really a world apart now compared to a few years ago. When did our village's clan school start accepting students?

By then, we will try to make sure all the children in the village can read and write. It doesn’t matter if they don’t have talent, as hard work can make up for lack of talent. It’s always good to learn more.”

Yes, when I opened the furniture workshop two years ago, I said I wanted to open a clan school. Now the school has basically been built, except for equipment such as tables, chairs and benches, and more importantly, teachers.

"About the master, Uncle Dashan will take us to the Zheng residence tomorrow. Grandpa, do you want to go with us and ask Mr. Zheng or the county magistrate if they have any candidates to recommend?"

The village chief nodded and said, "Well, OK, I'll go with him tomorrow and ask him for advice."

The village is very busy at this time of year, with people returning home from work or from farming, all with smiles on their faces.

Many people in the village have built new houses. Although they are not big brick and tile houses, at least there are no shabby thatched houses anymore.

In the past, when it rained, it rained heavily outside and drizzled inside. I didn’t dare to cook porridge on rainy days, for fear that the more I drank, the more porridge I would have.

Now most people in the village have jobs, either working in furniture workshops or embroidery workshops, and they earn a lot of money every month. Plus, God has been very kind to them in the past two years, with no natural disasters and high-yield grain varieties. So every household has surplus food and money, so they are all smiling.

Yang Bailin is a man of good character. In the past few years, he was the only child in the village who studied outside. The whole family tightened their belts to support him. All the good things were given to him first. His grandfather was the top leader in the village, so no one dared to go against his words.

Not only is Yang Bailin neither arrogant nor impatient, he is also polite to the old men and women in the village. He also goes to the fields to help during the busy farming season when he comes back from vacation. He is not like the scholars who look down on their country folk like those seen on TV.