Chapter 57: Being a Stepmother 25
Ye Rong's face changed drastically. Who was trying to snatch something from her?
Ye Zhiqiu thought the voice sounded familiar, but she didn't say anything. She didn't want to give the things to Ye Rong, but she didn't need outsiders to make the decision for her.
Han Dalin stood up to check, and when he opened the door, he bumped into Han Xiaoqin who rushed in, followed by the panting village chief. Fearing that the village chief would fall, he quickly stepped forward to help him up. After all, it was not easy for a man in his fifties or sixties to run behind young people.
The village chief stopped to rest for a few seconds before thanking Han Dalin, but he didn't know that the other party helped him up only because he was worried that he would fall in his own yard and wouldn't be able to explain himself. No one wanted to get into trouble.
Without mentioning the identity of the village chief, just looking at the eight sons of the village chief, you can tell that he is not easy to mess with, so it is not too much to be careful. When he helped the village chief into the house, Han Xiaoqin had already pulled Ye Zhiqiu's arm for help.
"Sister Zhiqiu, you can't just give me the review materials. I want them. In case I don't pass this year, I can take the exam again next year." Han Xiaoqin hasn't received the admission letter yet. It's not that she is not anxious, but when Ye Zhiqiu passed the exam, she was the first person to get the review materials. She didn't expect that someone got there earlier than her.
She didn't know Ye Rong, but he had never appeared in the village, so she must have a bad relationship with Ye Zhiqiu. That's why she didn't feel embarrassed at all to poach him in front of him.
Ye Rong didn't know Han Xiaoqin either, but she could roughly guess her identity from the way she addressed him. Han Dalin didn't have a sister, not even a cousin, but she called Ye Zhiqiu sister-in-law because of her last name. She wouldn't lose if they were close, so what was there to be afraid of?
"You are late. I have already lent the review materials to others." Seeing that both of them were eagerly waiting for his answer, Ye Zhiqiu decided not to lend them to anyone. In the future, this set of books cannot be taken out, so just put it at the bottom of the space.
Han Xiaoqin wanted to ask who she lent the information to, but was stopped by the village chief: "Zhiqiu, it's okay to lend the information out. Before you go to school to register, can you please give Xiaoqin some extra lessons?"
Ye Rong's eyes lit up, but she was too embarrassed to ask for the same thing. She thought about it and finally decided not to ask. Even if Ye Zhiqiu was willing to help her with her lessons, she couldn't go back to the village to study every day since she lived in the city.
Forget it. No matter how good Ye Zhiqiu's academic performance is, she can't beat the teacher. She went to school and asked an experienced teacher to give her private lessons. She didn't believe that she would still fail the exam.
The sisters in the family are all equally intelligent, so it’s fine if they refuse to give me the review materials. Who knows who I lent the materials to, and I don’t know if it’s just an excuse. It’s hateful that she can’t tell it’s just an excuse even though she knows it’s just an excuse.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't know that Ye Rong guessed that she didn't want to borrow the money and made an excuse, and she blamed her in her heart. She was just thinking about how to reject the village chief's proposal without offending anyone.
It's not that she doesn't want to help, it's that she can't teach a student like Han Xiaoqin. She's not stupid, she studies hard, but she never gets the hang of it. She's afraid of being pissed off by such a student.
The village chief sensed something was wrong from Ye Zhiqiu's reluctance to speak, and wanted to add something else, but Ye Zhiqiu spoke first.
"It's the same if you teach one person or a group of people. If you want to teach, just borrow the school's place and anyone in the village who wants to learn can come and listen." Instead of getting frustrated by giving one-on-one tutoring and then blaming her for not working hard when Han Xiaoqin didn't do well in the exam, it would be better to teach more people.
As long as just one of them does well in the exam, it will prove that it is not her fault that she did not work hard, but that the students did not work hard. If they did not pass the exam, it cannot be blamed on her for not teaching hard.
The village chief was not satisfied with the result, but Han Dalin also agreed. There were also villagers who had heard that Ye Zhiqiu had been admitted to the university and came to watch the excitement. If he dared to oppose it in public, these people would dare to oppose him in person.
Forget it. Given the relationship between the two families, if Xiaoqin really wants to ask for advice in private, Ye Zhiqiu will definitely not refuse to tell her, so it’s not a disadvantage.
Forget it. As the village chief, he should also seek some benefits for everyone. If Ye Zhiqiu can really teach a few college students, the village will definitely get better and better in the future, and he, as the village chief, will also benefit from it.
The decision was made, and the village chief was quick to act. The next day, the village primary school's remedial classes started.
There are not many people in the village who are willing to attend the lectures. It’s not that they don’t know the benefits of getting into university, but no one attached importance to going to school in the early years. A group of young people got their elementary school diplomas by fooling around. It’s like listening to a mystery if they want to listen. They can’t understand and sit in the classroom feeling cold and sleepy. It’s better to go home and sleep.
Ye Zhiqiu was relieved to see the empty seats under the podium. The fewer people, the better. She didn't want to mislead the students. But she was slapped in the face the second time she taught the class. The educated youth in the village also wanted to attend the class after hearing the news.
"I have no objection, but I'm afraid the villagers will not agree. You can go find the village chief. If he agrees, there will be no problem." Ye Zhiqiu pushed the problem to the village chief.
Knowing that some of the educated youth would definitely make a difference after returning to the city, she did not think about making good friends in advance. It is best for people to interact with each other on an equal basis. Unequal interactions can only be superficial and will not become a help when they are really needed.
The village chief used to hate the educated youth, thinking they were not good at farming and were a nuisance in the village. Now that the policy has changed, he hopes that all the educated youth will be admitted to college and leave. With one less educated youth, the village will have one more acre of land and the villagers can get more food.
For such a good thing, he would not follow the example of other village heads who made things difficult for the educated youth and deliberately stopped them from returning to the city. It was harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself, and he did not know what those people were after.
It's not that they were just looking for the little money in the hands of the educated youth. Those who were really rich would have found ways to return to the city as soon as the policy was relaxed. They would not stay in the village waiting to take the college entrance examination.
The village chief nodded, and the educated youth who had not received the notice appeared in the classroom. In fact, there were a few educated youth who had received the notice, but the problem was that their schools were not as good as Ye Zhiqiu's, so everyone asked the village chief to allow them to attend the remedial class.
Ye Zhiqiu was taking extra classes here, but he had no idea what rumors were being spread about the Ye family outside.
Everyone said that she could have been admitted to a university in a big city through self-study. If she had been sent to school when she was young, her academic performance would have been better, and she might have been able to be admitted to the best university in Beijing.
As soon as this rumor came out, everyone believed it without a doubt. The more knowledgeable people were even slapping their thighs and saying it was a pity that Ye Zhiqiu almost got first place in the city. It was all the Ye family's fault that a city's top student was ruined.
When word got out, more people in Hanjia Village felt sorry for him. They all saw the news and photos of the number one scholar in the newspaper. If Ye Zhiqiu could really get the number one scholar title, the whole village would benefit from it, and the Ye family would be really hateful.
Not only did the people in Hanjia Village blame the Ye family, but the people in their own village, especially the dozen or so families with the surname Ye, blamed the Ye family for being mean to Ye Zhiqiu. If their relationship was better, not to mention that they could ask her for help in the future, they could also allow the children in Yejia Village to attend the cram school for free.
The Ye family also heard these words. They had no choice but to stay at home. People came to their door to talk about it. They were congratulating them, but in fact they were just looking at them for fun. They were all sarcastic and said that they had lost the big deal.