"Drinking is natural, right? Can you practice this kind of thing?"

"Why can't you? Drink slowly. When you get used to drinking, the amount will rise. Give Xiaohui a steamed bun and lie down for a while after eating."

"It's okay, it's not too much, it's just a little choking. The alcohol is really strong." Zhang Yanhui took a spoon and drank a few sips of sauerkraut soup: "Wife, don't move, I'll just drink some sauerkraut soup."

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay."

"No matter what they are, let's eat ours. The sauerkraut feels so delicious. I can't stew it at home. It's even better if I add some blood sausage." Sun Hongye pulled Wang Jiahui.

"Blood sausage, no, then you have to wait for a day to kill a pig to get blood. Where can I buy that game?" The aunt also drank and slowly walked around with her aunt San.

"Is there anything sold in the city?"

"If you have it in the city, can you compare it? There are everything in the city."

"The market sells it doesn't taste delicious. The Lord said it's not clean and I won't let me buy it." Tang Jing stared at her son with one eye and hurriedly had a meal.

It is not easy to be a mother with a baby. Eating is like fighting, and it is hard to eat and sleep well.

"Where do you want to buy it? Now you are not allowed to kill pigs yourself. You can go to the slaughterhouse in a unified way. You can't even get some blood if you want to get some blood."

"That is to say, the slaughterhouse is buried, and there are so many kills in a day. Who can do it carefully for you?"

"That's right, it's actually not hygienic, it's just to collect money. Just like a car, all kinds of taxes and fees are not enough, and you have to check once a year and then charge it again."

"Erming, is Xiaohui's words true?" Uncle Fourth asked in a low voice. He was younger, not as deep as the old man.

"Absolutely." Zhang Yanming nodded with a smile: "There are loans there, and not all their own money."

"Then you are amazing, my god, how much does that take? How many sacks do you need?"

"The second branch is really good, it's completely good." The old man nodded.

"It will work in the future. How bad is your elder brother and second brother? In a few years, the elder brother will have to be a general star."

Zhang Yanjun gao and met with the old man: "You can do it with Yanwu and Yanbing. In the future, you will be a material for studying in college."

"We have to go to the city. This is the case with our generation. You can't tie it to the ground if you are a child." The old man said thoughtfully.

"What is Yanwu doing in the county? He won't come home before this?" Zhang Yanming asked his third uncle.

"I'm working for someone, and I'm with a few classmates, saying I want to earn tuition. I don't want to call me and I don't listen. Now I'm old and I'm not convinced."

"Yanwu is a good boy and sensible." Uncle Nodded: "Now it seems that he is better than Yanbing."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Yanbing was a little dissatisfied.

"You are just smart, and you don't think so well about Yanwu. Yanwu knows how to make money, what else can you do besides reaching out with me?"

"Aren't I still young? When I grow up, how can I not spend money on you if I make money?"

"How much does a year in high school cost now?" Zhang Yanming looked at Zhang Yanhui who was drinking soup with his head down and asked Zhang Yanbing.

"Oh," Zhang Yanbing sighed first: "Tui, book fees, miscellaneous classes, accommodation fees, canteens, school uniforms and luggage. Anyway, I feel that the school is a bottomless pit and will never be filled. It's just a different way of asking for money."

"Speak well." Uncle Fourth slapped Zhang Yanbing.

"I get more than 5,000 yuan a year, and with some pocket money, I'm still saving a lot of money. My sister doesn't want to study because it's too expensive, so she said she doesn't want to study or take the exam when she comes back."

"The city is more expensive." Zhang Yanliang said: "My classmates would go to the city to study. The school selection fee is 7,000 or 8,000 yuan. Plus this fee and that fee, it will be less than 10,000 yuan a year."

"How is Xiaolan studying?"

"My sister is better at studying than me. Actually, I shouldn't stop studying anymore. If my sister finishes going to school, she will definitely get into a good university."

"Is it so expensive to go to school now?" Zhang Yanjun was a little surprised. The tuition fees for brothers and others at school meant it, and they basically didn't charge much money.

"Now, it takes more than 1,000 or 2,000 yuan to go to elementary school a year, and 3,000 yuan to get the foundation for junior high school. I don't know what it is like to go to college. That's also necessary. You have to pay for it if you don't go to school. If you don't go to school, you will plant the earth."

The fourth uncle took a steamed bun and took a bite: "How many people in the village, Yan Liang and the others don't regret it now? If they gritted their teeth and studied, wouldn't they all go to the city now?"

Zhang Yanliang laughed: "That's not just gritting his teeth. It's not enough for me to read all three of us. I don't think it's enough to smash my dad's bone marrow. I feel that our countryside is still reliable for being a soldier and entering the city."

"No, now, wherever you come from and go to the army, you have long ignored your household registration. Besides, you didn't even study and went to the city. What can you do? You can't see the blind man looking for work on the street? At least there is still a piece of land to plant."

The uncle knows more about the affairs in the army and has the right to speak.

"How many companies can afford this?" Zhang Yanjun was still shocked. It was really a bit exciting.

Now the farmers have a lot of plans and a bumper harvest without disasters and dangers. They only earn one or two thousand yuan a year, and they have to pay a bunch of taxes and fees for what they want to leave. If they don’t do it well, they will have to be reversed.

There are only a few people who can go to the city to work. Even if they go to the city to work during the slack season, they can’t make much money. It’s awesome to have dozens of dollars a day, but they can still get it every day.

"Jiebei, which one of the students at home is not a debt."

Uncle San sighed: "At least I don't have to go out to borrow this. I owe it to the eldest and fourth brothers. Otherwise, Yanwu wouldn't be so anxious to make money. How could he not delay his studies?"

"There are two high schools at home. It's too difficult for you to watch that day." Uncle Fourth shook his head.

"Hongye, how does our primary and junior high school charge for it?" Zhang Yanming looked up and asked Sun Hongye.

"Ah? I don't know. They are all handed over to the local education committee. We just subsidize some private wages based on the number of people."

"You still want to not charge? No, don't do it randomly. This is also a kind of elimination. Do you understand? I've gone up to the city and there are still people in the countryside? Who farms? It's not that simple."

Zhang Yanjun glanced at Zhang Yanming: "Don't want to mix everything up. You can build more schools and let your children go to school. I don't think you should care about private ones. There must be someone who is fake."

"No," Sun Hongye listened carefully this time and immediately responded: "We have tours and visits to the school from time to time. The teachers who work are registered, and the money is not included in the public account."

Private teachers should be a great title, but no one pays attention to it, let alone pays attention to it.

The proportion of private teachers in the city is not high, but in the vast rural areas, it can be said that the entire basic education is basically supported by private teachers.

Many people devote their lives in obscurity, lacking food and clothing, and relying on planting places to support their lives. Many people cannot get their salary in a year and are owed for various reasons, sometimes for several years.

The above has adjusted several times and has also been transferred to a few batches, but how many of the people who have been transferred to a regular school are private teachers? Who are they? And the quota and proportion, haha.

Who could imagine that the general salary in the city is 700 to 800,000, and so many people still receive 1150 yuan a month and insist on being in education positions.

Even later, the per capita income was 3,000 or 5,000 yuan, and there were still so many private teachers with monthly salary of less than 500 yuan, and they also had to bring their own teaching aids.
Chapter completed!