“Today, I heard the children say that you taught them to read a book and also some words. That is why I thought of inviting you to teach the children in our village to learn some words,” saying that, Yang Zhu gave Ning Meng Yao an expectant gaze.
Ning Meng Yao became stunned. So that was why… When she taught those children how to read words, she was only doing it because of some interest. Now, the village head wanted her to teach the village children some words. That…
“Village Head, I…”
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“Girl, is there any problem?”
Ning Meng Yao felt a little helpless, “I’m afraid I might tarry their future.”
“You don’t have to worry. We only want them to know more words and we have no intention of letting them join the examination. Having an additional skill means having more future opportunities to make a living,” Yang Zhu replied once he heard Ning Meng Yao’s concern.
Ning Meng Yao pondered over it and finally nodded her head in agreement, “If the villagers agree to let me teach them, then I am willing to. I can only teach them how to read and write, as well as how to count, but that will not be enough if they want to pass the imperial examination.”
Ning Meng Yao had her own reasons to agree. When she came to this village, she had wanted an opportunity to blend with the villager but the opportunity never came. This was the best opportunity for her even though it would waste much of her time.
There was a smile on Yang Zhu’s wrinkled face and he nodded repeatedly, “Good, good, then I will thank you on behalf of the village children.” He proceeded to bow but Ning Meng Yao quickly helped him up.
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“Village Head, are you doing this to put me in a difficult position? You are an elder, how can you be giving me a bow?” Ning Meng Yao frowned at him.
“Hehe, alright, then you can just skip the formalities and call me Uncle,” Yang Zhu said buoyantly.
“Okay, Uncle.”
“Ai, I will tell this news to the rest.” After saying this, he jolted out the door happily, leaving Yang Le Le to stay at Ning Meng Yao’s place.
“Yao Yao, my father has always been like this so you shouldn’t mind him,” Yang Le Le rubbed her nose as she said awkwardly.
Ning Meng Yao lightly shook her head, “It’s alright, it is good that White Mountain Village has a village head like him.”
Yang Le Le’s face became happy. She was always happier to hear someone praise her father rather than her, but then she thought of something and frowned slightly.
“Yao Yao, do you know why everyone knew you taught the children some words?” Yang Le Le suddenly opened her mouth.
Ning Meng Yao was confused and asked, “Why?”
“It’s because of Yang Xiu Er,” Yang Le Le said unhappily.
Why was she not surprised? “Her? What did she do?”
Since Ning Meng Yao had asked, Yang Le Le told her what Yang Xiu Er did.
Ning Meng Yao let out a scornful smile. Yang Xiu Er was that sort of person. In this short period of knowing her, Ning Meng Yao already knew what sort of person she was. That was why she was not upset when such a thing happened. Yang Xiu Er did a good job because she was now able to assimilate faster into the village.
“Oh right, Yao Yao, how much do you plan on charging?” Yang Le Le thought out of the blue. Her father had forgotten to ask before he ran out. He really was a helpless man.
“I don’t plan on charging any fee, I’m only teaching them words leisurely, and I’m not lacking in a small amount of money,” Ning Meng Yao lightly shook her head. She had no need to rely on charging a fee to feed herself, but that amount was precious to the villagers. It might even be enough for them to feed themselves for as long as a month.
The gaze Yang Le Le directed at Ning Meng Yao was a bit complex. She knew Ning Meng Yao well, but seeing her like this made Yang Le Le feel ashamed.
“Yao Yao, it’s good that I’m able to know you.”
“I want to go to the town tomorrow morning; do you want to come along with me?” Ning Meng Yao looked at Yang Le Le and asked. She remembered that Yang Le Le’s embroidery work was likely completed.
Yang Le Le nodded her head, “I want to go. My embroidery work is all done and I want to sell it to buy some supplies home. Yao Yao, can you help me with some flower patterns when we’re back?”
“You can take your work here anytime. And before I forget, is there a carpenter in the village?” Ning Meng Yao suddenly thought that the number of chairs and tables she had in the house would not be enough. Before she could start teaching, she would need to start with the preparations first.
“There is! Follow me!”
The two of them walked to the village, but they did not see anyone until they arrived in front of Yang Le Le’s house. There were many people crowding inside and they were discussing the matter of Ning Meng Yao agreeing to teach the children.
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