After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

Wangjia Village.

Wang Youde, the village head of Wangjia Village, was looking forward to it a lot. He sat at the head of the village every day and waited for Zhu Jiangjiang to come over. Today, he finally saw a horse-drawn carriage entering the village.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, Wang Youde pulled the curtain of the carriage, "Little village head, I hope you are here, the tree is sprouting, I'll show you there."

Wang Youde was impatient, so he took Zhu Jiangjiang, Wu Jinping and Qin Feng in the car to the village without saying a word.

Wu Jinping held the encyclopedia of agricultural affairs in Zhu Jiangjiang's study in his hand, turned to a certain page, and waited for a while to read and study.

As for Qin Feng, he came here entirely to protect Wu Jinping, he was not interested in farming.

The seeds distributed to Wangjia Village are jackfruit, which is a product that is completely absent in this era. It is the first time to plant it, and the villagers are inevitably worried.

And according to the report Zhu Jiangjiang gave them, when it was cold, the saplings had to be taken care of to grow.

The weather is getting colder, and if Zhu Jiangjiang doesn't come again, they don't know what to do.

Wang Youde led several people to the first farmland at the back of the village. The farmland was divided into several small fields, and jackfruit seeds were distributed and cultivated in them.

When Zhu Jiangjiang gave Wang Youde the seeds, they were still in the form of fruits, but now they have sprouted and are as tall as a palm.

From the soft ground under the feet and the pond with rotten leaves outside the cultivated land, it can be seen that the people of Wangjia Village are cultivating these seeds with great care.

"Little village head, take a look, how are you doing?" Wang Youde asked expectantly.

After comparing the patterns in the book with the reality, Wu Jinping spoke first: "Cunchang Wang has a heart, the seeds have been cultivated well, and the saplings are very strong."

He followed Zhu Jiangjiang to nearly ten villages, and he was able to see by himself.

"Really?"

"Mr. Wu is right, Village Chief Wang has worked hard." Zhu Jiangjiang, who was robbed of his job, could only agree with him.

"What about winter? Do you want to cover the saplings with something?"

Wu Jinping couldn't answer this question, so he looked at Zhu Jiangjiang with Wang Youde.

Qin Feng is already quite proficient with pen and paper on the ground, which is convenient for Wu Jinping to take notes.

"For the time being, there is no need to take something special to cover it. When it is cold, just mix the fertilizer and plant ash in the pond and sprinkle it on, which can also keep the saplings warm."

Zhu Jiangjiang squatted on the ground, stroking the tender and whitish saplings, and talked.

"If unfortunately it snows or rains for too long and you find that the leaves are curled, just spread some dry straw when pouring."

The crops in the fields will be harvested in half a month, and there will be as much straw as they need.

"Oh..." Wang Youde nodded earnestly, and then urged the villagers behind him: "Everyone listen to it together, if there are too many people, you won't be distracted."

This is a precious thing that can make their village rich, and there can be no mistakes.

The people in Wangjia Village nodded one after another, and everyone listened very seriously.

After Zhu Jiangjiang patiently answered all the questions about jackfruit planting in Wangjiacun, Wang Youde invited them to go home to drink water and rest.

After sitting down, she told the villagers about the second thing that happened today.

I saw Zhu Jiangjiang took out another piece of paper, unfolded it, and said unhurriedly, "Major Wang, according to the information that everyone registered for me during the last food exchange, there are 23 boys and girls under the age of ten in your village. Right?"

"It seems so."

Wang Youde frowned, and did a simple calculation, it was about this number, "Little village chief, what do you mean by asking this?"

"It's like this." Zhu Jiangjiang took the paper back again. It was her big data, so I can't leave it to them this time.

"I plan to build a rural private school this winter. The school will start in the spring of next year. I hope that the 23 children under the age of ten in Wangjia Village can go to school."

"What?!"

Zhu Jiangjiang suddenly threw such a big news to everyone, and everyone in Wangjia Village was stunned.

People in the city don't dare to think about going to a private school, and they don't even dare to think about it. Zhu Jiangjiang can talk about it so easily?

"This, how is this possible!"

"It's nothing impossible. I've already taken a good look at the school site, and I can start working after I finish my work." Zhu Jiangjiang didn't react as much as they did. She and Wu Jinping seemed much calmer.

In fact, Wu Jinping was not so calm at first, he even objected.

But Zhu Jiangjiang's eloquence is really good. He couldn't talk to her and was persuaded by her, so it's no surprise now.

It takes ten years to grow a tree and a hundred years to grow a person. This sentence is really good!

"This, how is this possible!"

The people in Wangjia Village still couldn't believe it. To them, this was simply a fantasy.

They never imagined that the opportunity to read and write fell on their heads so easily.

The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, and then a heated discussion broke out.

"If there is a chance to study, I will give Yao'er a chance to study."

"Who isn't? I'm still waiting for my baby to shine."

"It's so kind of you, there are boys at home, unlike me, what's the use of having girls..."

The responses of the villagers can be said to be different, but there is one point that Zhu Jiangjiang needs to emphasize again.

"Auntie, girls can go too!"

Didn't she just say that there are 23 men and women?Didn't they listen?

The people in Wangjia Village listened to her, but they didn't agree with her statement, "Little village chief, you are joking, how can a girl go to such a place, isn't this making trouble."

"Why not? My Xiaoyu is a girl. I will let her go to school, and other girls can do the same!" Zhu Jiangjiang looked at everyone seriously.

The villagers lowered their voices frightened by her serious appearance, and no one objected to her any more.

But it can be seen from their reaction that they still stick to their ideas.

Zhu Jiangjiang could only resort to that method again, "If you don't let the girls in the village go, then I will refuse to accept the children in your village, neither male nor female."

With the experience of the previous villages, this sentence is indeed the most useful.

As soon as these words came out, Village Chief Wang immediately jumped out to smooth things over, saying that everyone would go!

"How much money does it cost to go to school?" One person asked weakly, as if afraid of hearing the astronomical figures that would follow.

"No money, you just need to prepare food for the children."

Zhu Jiangjiang really stirred up a thousand waves with his words, and everyone in Wangjia Village listened to it, and once again set off a frenzy of discussion.

"What? No money? How is this possible!"

"Yeah, great!"

Zhu Jiangjiang's decision to make it free is after careful consideration.

The children she recruited were from the villages that helped her grow fruits and vegetables. When the fruits and vegetables were ripe and harvested, she would be the biggest beneficiary. If she used some money to build a school, it would not be a problem at all.

Moreover, the children have to bring their own rice to school, and the people in the cafeteria are only responsible for cooking and serving the dishes.

As for pens, inks, papers and inkstones, the yamen received two carts of pens and inks donated by the Ming family last time, and she had asked Zhu Lin to come over.

Of course, he borrowed Wu Jinping's face.

In this way, most of the places that need to spend money are concentrated on the building facilities of the school. The buildings belong to her, and she should spend money.

As for the teachers in the school...

Mingyao was one of them. In order to repay Zhu Jiangjiang and her dream of a girl going to a private school, she readily agreed.

The remaining male gentlemen, if nothing else happens, are either Zhu Qingran or Zhou Liang.

It depends on who of the two of them fails the exam, she must find a way to lure them to the school as teachers!