In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 640 The Changes in the Kindergarten That Yu Dawei Was Unaware Of

"Alright, the principal is in Class 2, you can go in." After letting the two in, Aunt Zhao closed the large blue horizontal iron gate again, glanced at the white sedan next to the gate, and her eyes showed great envy.

The teachers and other staff working in the kindergarten all envied Director Han, whose husband was not only wealthy but also supported her in everything she did.

A few friends from Kyoto came to visit and said they wanted to go on a trip. My husband immediately hired two bodyguards to escort them there for several days.

Aunt Zhao watched as the father and son walked away. She went into the pavilion and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost ten o'clock, and she had to go to the canteen to prepare food for the children.

She was a very important figure in the kindergarten, not only as the gatekeeper but also as the head chef and the head of the logistics team.

“Your mother is inside teaching English to the children.” Yu Dawei led his eldest son to the kindergarten’s Class 2, stretched out his hands to lift his son up so that he could see his mother through the small, square, transparent window at the door.

"Wow! There are so many more small tables and chairs in the room, and so many more people." Yu Muyu leaned out of the window, her hands gripping the glass to look inside.

"Are there many people?" Yu Dawei also looked up and saw that there seemed to be quite a few children in the room.

"Yes, ten, fifteen, twenty-five, thirty-two, my goodness, thirty-two people! Back then, there were less than twenty people in a class. How come there are so many little kids?" Yu Muyu exclaimed in amazement, her mouth agape. Fine droplets of water condensed from the little guy's breath on the windowpane.

"Maybe all the kids in the village have come to kindergarten too," Yu Dawei said casually after thinking for a moment. Then he suddenly realized something and smiled at Xiao Muyu, "You're calling her a little kid, aren't you a little kid too?"

"Uh, I'm older than them!"

While the father and son were talking outside the door, Han Jingfan from Class 2 was teaching the children simple English words using white cardboard cards.

Whether it's pronunciation or guiding sentence construction, Han Jingfan demonstrated remarkable skill.

Her English was taught to her by He Huihui. Although it didn't reach the level of the CET-4 or CET-6 in later generations, it was still enough to teach children some simple words and sentences, as well as some popular English nursery rhymes.

For example, the popular song "Jingle Bells" is sung by almost every child in the senior class.

While Han Jingfan was teaching elephants, she suddenly noticed several children looking towards the door. She followed their gaze and saw a father and son with their faces close together, smiling happily at her.

Han Jingfan smiled, then remembered that she was still in class, so she pointed eastward, indicating that the two of them should go to her office to wait for her.

Yu Dawei, standing at the door, understood immediately: "Let's go, your mom's busy right now. Let's just take a quick look and wait outside."

"But Mom pointed east, doesn't that mean go to the office?" Yu Muyu was full of questions. When she was studying here, every time she looked for her mother, she would make this gesture, telling him to go to the office and wait.

“There’s another main gate to the east, have you forgotten? Besides, your mother and I have been on the same wavelength for so many years, you can’t go wrong by listening to me.” Yu Dawei spoke with certainty, he didn’t want to lose face in front of his son.

"Well... alright then." Seeing her father's firm expression, Yu Muyu didn't insist anymore. After all, her father and mother did have a great understanding in life; one would reach out and the other would know what to take.

Ten minutes later, Han Jingfan stood speechlessly at the doorway, watching the bored father and son by the flower bed.

During recess, cheerful music plays through a loudspeaker, and four young female teachers come out and lead the children in jumping and skipping around the playground.

Taking advantage of the break between classes, Yu Muyu secretly mingled into the group of kids, standing out from the crowd.

When did you get back?

"We arrived in the oil city yesterday, took care of things at the gas station, and are rushing back today without stopping." Yu Dawei accompanied Han Jingfan as they walked along the edge of the small playground.

It's called a playground, but it's really just ordinary land, except there aren't any large stones. When the kids are playing wildly, you can even see dust flying everywhere.

In the distance, there was a newly built two-story house. I didn't know what it was used for. The exterior was painted with various colors, making it look very dazzling.

Inside the kindergarten grounds, there is a small wooden backboard, made entirely of wood, with a wooden box underneath containing several weighted stones. The two backboards were made by Yu Dawei and Duan Dahai a few years ago, and they are still intact, which makes him quite proud.

Apart from this, there were no other recreational props on the playground.

“The kindergarten playground is a bit monotonous. Someday I’ll donate some children’s play equipment to your kindergarten, like plastic slides, seesaws, rocking chairs and the like,” Yu Dawei said with a smile, his gaze returning to his wife’s face as he stood beside Han Jingfan.

"That would be wonderful! Thank you so much, Mr. Yu, for your generosity. You're so kind." Han Jingfan smiled and gave Yu Dawei a thumbs up. "By the way, could you also do something for the tutoring center next door? I don't have high requirements, just some horizontal bars or parallel bars would be fine."

"Sigh, Director Han, you're going a bit too far. It feels like you're blatantly ripping me off." Yu Dawei rolled his eyes. "With so many kids here, how can you not make some money?"

"All the money we earn goes to the children." Han Jingfan lowered her head and started counting on her fingers to calculate the expenses for her husband. "The children need meat for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, right? And we can't just eat pork. We have to alternate between beef and lamb, as well as fruit, milk and things like that."

"Besides this, the kindergarten also spent a lot of money building a dormitory last year."

"Wait! Dormitories?" Yu Dawei looked completely bewildered. "Why would a kindergarten need dormitories?"

“Two years ago, some parents from the village sent their children here, but the journey was too far, taking two or three hours round trip. I told you about this before.” Han Jingfan tried to help Yu Dawei recall.

“Oh! I think you told me that your home is in Hanjiagang. But isn’t it closer to the next town? Why not just send the child there?” As Yu Dawei spoke, he looked up to find the dormitory, and then his gaze settled on the dazzling house.

"That's the dormitory?" Yu Dawei pointed.

“Yes, it was built before He Huihui left. A large portion of the money earned from the kindergarten and tutoring classes was invested in this dormitory,” Han Jingfan explained.

"Sigh, the cost of doing this is too high." Yu Dawei put his hands on his hips, suddenly realizing that he hadn't seen his wife bring any money home in all these years. He turned to look at her and had a moment of realization. "My dear wife, all these years, you and He Huihui haven't bought up this place and the place next door, have you?"

Yu Dawei had reason to be suspicious. After all, would a landlord let you build whatever you want in a rented house? Besides, he would have to ask the landlord to run around dealing with some of the procedural issues.

Besides, no one would be foolish enough to build their own house on someone else's rented property, except themselves.

"Yes, all the money I've earned over the years has been spent on the kindergarten and the tutoring center next door," Han Jingfan admitted.

Yu Dawei was completely bewildered and almost fainted. No wonder Xiao Fan always seemed hesitant and reluctant when he mentioned moving to the city, saying she would wait until both kindergarten and tutoring were stable.

It turns out the two of them invested so much.

"Just the two of you? Brother Duan's wife and Sister-in-law Xu Guiling weren't involved, were they?" Yu Dawei asked again.

"Um..." Han Jingfan smiled shyly. When she met Yu Dawei's gaze, her eyes darted away for a moment, but she finally nodded. "Sister-in-law Xu Guiling also invested a portion, as did Brother Duan's wife. However, Brother Duan's wife only contributed money and did not participate in the management of the park."

“Yes, that’s her personality.” Yu Dawei nodded. “I didn’t expect you and He Huihui to have gotten into such a big mess. I was wondering why He Huihui, who is so busy, would still call you so often at night.”

"Alright, I'm planning to tidy up the old village house today. Should I go back to stay there tonight?" Yu Dawei asked.

"Okay, I'll tell Sister Guiling in a bit."

The two strolled around the park, stopping frequently. Yu Dawei was usually too busy with his own affairs to learn about the kindergarten and tutoring center, so he took this opportunity to inquire about them.

There are three senior classes and two junior classes in the kindergarten. There are a total of eight kindergarten teachers in the kindergarten, including Sister Guiling and my wife.

In addition to the kindergarten teachers, there is also a cleaning lady and Aunt Zhao who manages logistics and cooking.

Currently, this size is still quite competitive in the town, but this year there are significantly more children coming here, with the small class expanding from two to four.

There may be occasional scheduling conflicts for kindergarten teachers.

The children recruited are generally between 4 and 7 years old. If the children live near the town and do not need to stay overnight, the cost is about 15-30 yuan per month. This also includes the issue of whether or not they eat.

However, He Huihui and Han Jingfan had made very detailed arrangements beforehand, and no problems arose.

As for the tutoring classes, they mainly cater to students preparing for the high school entrance exam, covering topics such as exam knowledge points, mock exams, and extracurricular tutoring.

Another floor above the tutoring center is used for extracurricular classes, which are open to all ages. Anyone who wants to learn painting, music, chess, or martial arts can come here.

After He Huihui left, Han Jingfan couldn't find a suitable person to continue He Huihui's role, and she considered giving up the hobby class.

But after much deliberation, having been to the city and knowing the educational gap between rural and urban children, she couldn't bear to do it.

Ultimately, they hired several highly skilled professionals from the county at a high price to replace Huihui in the role.

There are retired art teachers, old men who play chess and Go in the town, and owners of Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) clubs in the county seat.

I teach one to two classes a week, about one to two hours each. I also do part-time work on weekends, which gives the children a chance to learn things they are interested in.

Even now, Yu Muyu is attending a Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) class in her hobby program, and she comes almost every week to learn Sanda techniques from the new middle-aged teacher.

After the children on the playground did some exercises, and seeing that they were about to go to eat, Yu Dawei and his son also had a meal with the teachers in the kindergarten cafeteria.

It wasn't exactly just passable; whatever the kids ate, the teachers ate too—cauliflower stir-fried with pork, sweet and sour pork, corn and pumpkin porridge.

However, the kindergarten teachers have to work harder, as they won't eat until the children have finished eating and returned to their beds to rest.

Yu Dawei was deeply moved when he saw that these kindergarten teachers not only did not feel tired, but were chatting and laughing while eating.

These young teachers weren't college graduates or anything; they all went to high school and then returned to their towns or villages, unsure of what to do next. One of them, a short-haired, pretty girl, was, according to her wife, her younger sister Yu Fang's high school classmate.

Later, Yu Fang introduced me to this place. There are special staff dormitories, which are located a bit further inside the children's dormitory.

Some of the kindergarten teachers were young girls who graduated from junior high school and whom He Huihui found in the town.

Yu Dawei could sense that these girls were very satisfied with their current jobs. After all, everyone in the town knew that she was a kindergarten teacher, which was practically the same as being a teacher and she was quite respected.

After a brief reunion at the kindergarten, Yu Dawei's wife continued to stay at her post, while he took the child back to the village to tidy up the houses in the front and back yards.

Before leaving, Han Jingfan also told them that there were only a few days left before the winter vacation, and she could take a break then and accompany the father and son to buy New Year's goods and celebrate the New Year.

Yu Dawei understands his wife and doesn't feel that he and the children are being neglected by her.

After all, there is only one kindergarten in the town. Some parents in the villages feel that their children can learn knowledge in the kindergarten, so they refuse to let their children have a holiday.

As a result, the summer and winter vacations cannot be compared with those of elementary and junior high school.

But the effort has paid off. Now, Director Han is well-known in the town and village, and even has an excellent reputation.

Of course, he heard all this from Sister-in-law Guiling.

"Dad, Mom told you that if we move, where will we move to?" Yu Muyu sat in the passenger seat of the car. She had overheard her mother mentioning it to her father during dinner earlier and couldn't help but ask.

“Going to the city is just a plan. Your mother and I are discussing its feasibility.” Yu Dawei turned his head and saw his eldest son frowning. He couldn’t help but continue to explain, “Don’t worry, if we really leave the village, we will notify you in advance and give you a chance to participate in the discussion.”

"Okay." Yu Muyu nodded. "Dad, what's the matter we need to discuss?"

"It's a way of saying it's a family-level meeting. You have the right to participate, so you should seriously consider it too."

"All right!"

(End of this chapter)