A few children laughed and said, "We had to walk an hour to school to the elementary school on the opposite hill." ”

Then he pointed towards a mountain in the distance.

By this time it was already completely dark, and the other side of the area was pitch black, and there was no light at all, not like there were any residents.

However, as far as they were now, it was almost completely dark.

There are many abandoned old houses in the village, even if they are left behind, they are all old people and children, and now they don't do anything when it's dark, and they go to sleep directly, so as not to turn on the lights and ask for electricity.

"Then are there many people in your school?" Jiang Xiaoxuan asked again.

"There are more than 100 people in our school, and we are in the same school as the village over there, and the village there is all of the She (she) ethnic group. Zhang Wei, the relatively oldest, replied.

Sun Ji'an and Jiang Xiaoxuan were very surprised, and unconsciously asked: "She tribe?"

They didn't expect that there was still a village with few people.

Even Zhou Heng had only heard of it before, and he hadn't been here, and he didn't know that they were next to each other.

Zhang Feng said: "Actually, it's still far away, separated by a few mountains. ”

In the past ten years, there have been fewer and fewer children, and in order to save teachers, schools are being merged in various places, and Shiquan Village is no exception.

Originally, it was going to be merged into the town, but considering that some villages further away did not have schools, there was still one here, but the road was far away, and there were few children.

In addition to the old principal and a few old resident teachers, many of the rest are volunteer teachers.

chatted casually, the chicken was almost roasted, Jiang Xiaoxuan took it over and roasted it in a few places, and it was grilled until it was buttery and shiny, and from time to time a few drops of oil dripped onto the fire, making a "sizzling" sound.

Then she took it away from the fire, and when it was not hot, she tore off a chicken leg and handed it to the youngest little girl: "Here, take it." ”

The little girl's eyes sparkled and she swallowed, but she still withdrew her hands behind her back and shook her head with a grin.

"It's okay, my sister invited you to eat, take it. Jiang Xiaoxuan smiled very softly.

Zhou Heng reminded her: "She can't call you sister." ”

Jiang Xiaoxuan whispered: "Then you let her continue." ”

"I said it was useless, but Zhang Feng said it was useful. ”

So, under the opening of Zhang Feng's elder, the little girl took over the chicken legs.

She didn't eat it herself, but let her brother, who was two years older than her, taste it first.

Jiang Xiaoxuan had already torn off another chicken leg, handed it over, and said, "That one doesn't need to be divided, there is still one here." ”

Since the previous chicken leg had already been taken, the second chicken leg was easy to give.

Then, Jiang Xiaoxuan tore off another part with wings and half of the chicken breast, and stretched out her hand to the eldest child: "Come, little brother, you are bigger, and the chicken leg will not be yours, don't be angry." ”

In the rest of the place, a few of them tore and ate without a pair, and this was originally to pass the time to eat and play.

The three children were very happy to eat and thought it was really delicious, better than the grandparents.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the flames from side to side, and the firelight swayed across everyone's faces, reflecting their greasy mouths and happy smiles.

The little girl Zhang Qin said to Jiang Xiaoxuan while eating chicken legs: "Sister, you look like our volunteer teacher, they are both the same white and beautiful, our volunteer teacher is very good at singing, painting, and dancing." ”

Zhang Feng corrected her beside him: "Qinqin, you have to call aunt, you can't call sister." ”

The little girl was a little dazed in her eyes, she was going to be an aunt when she was so young and beautiful?

Jiang Xiaoxuan turned back to Zhou Heng and said, "You always say that the conditions here are not good, let me not come, you see, there are still young female volunteer teachers here!"

Zhou Heng nodded in agreement: "Mmmm, you're right!"

Of course, if you're happy!

At this time, Sun Ji'an and Zhang Feng were chatting about something, and Zhou Heng was a little bored, so he asked Jiang Xiaoxuan: "Eh, what did you just shoot?

Jiang Xiaoxuan knew that he was afraid that he would dance with the sand sculpture, it would look too sandy, so he laughed at him, took out the camera, and turned on the playback.

Zhou Heng really felt that he was also quite a sand sculpture, and he was so happy with a bird, tsk.

Who said that after having a pet, a pet or a shoveler will always be crazy?

Then he said, "Eh, go back and take a picture with the dog, right? The big yellow dog has so many fans now, and many people like it." Take a video of it. ”

The big yellow dog is often on the camera, sometimes he rolls in the grass, sometimes, he goes to swim in the water, the real dog planing, and even occasionally he can catch a fish, which makes many people envious.

Maybe in the video, some fans are collecting it for him, right?

In fact, after the big yellow dog is washed, its fur is fluffy, and its appearance is also very high.

It would be nice to have a video like this with it when I went back.

"Okay, no problem, as long as you can play it. "Jiang Xiaoxuan's filming is no problem, provided that Zhou Heng can act.

Shots like this are always natural only when they are taken secretly, which makes her very catchy.

Then the video was watched, the day was over, the chicken was eaten, and the time was checked, it was not yet eight o'clock......

Time flies really slowly in the mountains.

Jiang Xiaoxuan looked at Zhou Heng and said, "Boss Zhou, let's have a song?"

She was referring to the harmonica.

Knowing that it would be boring to come here, Zhou Heng also brought the harmonica. That's the good thing about a small instrument, if it's a guitar or a piano, you don't have to play it.

Zhou Heng looked at the dark surroundings and said, "Isn't this okay? I can't bear to disturb the silence of the night here!"

"Go! You're still sour, hurry up, or I'll ......" Jiang Xiaoxuan's hands were about to reach out to him, looking like I was going to ice your neck with cold hands.

It made the three children laugh.

They don't see adults very much, and no matter what adults do, it's very interesting to them.

For the harmonica, they are also looking forward to it.

Zhou Heng went to the stream next to him to wash his hands, dried them by the fire, took out the piano, and asked the children, "What do you want to hear?"

A few children looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, a picture of wanting to discuss, but after thinking for a while, they didn't come up with anything famous, so they said: "Whatever, you can blow anything." ”

Zhou Heng teased them: "What kind of song is it, why haven't I heard it?"

The children laughed.

Zhou Heng thought about it and played a song "Picking Up a Dollar". This is the song he learned in elementary school, and it used to be a penny, but now it has become a dollar.

"I was on the side of the road, and I picked up a dollar,

Put it in the hands of the policeman's uncle,

Uncle took the money and nodded at me,

I said happily, goodbye, uncle. ”

The song was very simple, and the children heard it, and they followed him to beat the beat, and whispered to each other. Anyone can tell that these children enjoy spending time with adults, even if they are not adults in their family.

In fact, they have not seen the real road yet, and many things only exist in their imagination.

Zhou Heng then blew a few more children's songs that he could remember, and since the children had to get up for school in the morning tomorrow, tonight's activity ended here.

After extinguishing the fire, they also went to get ready to rest.

……

Early the next morning, before it was very light, the three children got up, ate a simple breakfast made by their grandmother, put on their school bags and walked outside.

Because he slept too early last night, it didn't take long for Zhou Heng and a few people to get up.

I'll be going to their town later, but it's still early.

Originally, I planned to have breakfast in the town by the way, but Zhang Yunxi was embarrassed to hear that yesterday's chicken was eaten by the children, so he insisted on making them breakfast at home.

Although the conditions were not good, they couldn't refuse, so they had to agree.

While waiting for breakfast, a few people had nothing to do, just wandering around in the open space outside the village, breathing the essence of the mountain top in the morning, feeling that this place was really suitable for cultivating immortals, and the oxygen content was too much.

Jiang Xiaoxuan walked in front of Zhou Heng, bowed down, and said, "Come, I'll carry you." ”

It's just too idle.

Zhou Heng hit her: "You don't have to bow, I can come up too." ”

Unlike her, every time she has to bow up, she has to bend her legs a little before she can get up, or she has to run and rush up.

Jiang Xiaoxuan patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be verbose, I think you can hold on for a few minutes." ”

Zhou Heng leaned on her back.

Jiang Xiaoxuan's "see if you can hold on for a few minutes" is well-founded - she is shorter than him, so if she doesn't hold his legs, he will have to hook his legs upwards to avoid dragging them to the ground.

For Zhou Heng, this is a bit like a dwarf version of pull-up movements, plus when she walks, she is bumpy and bumpy, so it is really difficult to persevere.

But in the end, she was still distressed and afraid that she would be crushed, and Zhou Heng was defeated, and he was still panting, more tired than carrying someone on his back.

"Okay, it's my turn!hahaha......" Jiang Xiaoxuan was extremely happy, and immediately moved her body to warm up.

Zhou Heng was old-fashioned, his back was slightly bowed, his legs were bent, one in front of the other, and the lower coil was steady, waiting for the impact of Jiang Xiaoxuan rushing up after running.

As a lone dog, Sun Ji'an simply felt that he had been hit by a critical attack, and turned his face to the side, not looking.

Even Zhang Feng, who is already a father, can't stand it anymore.

Sun Ji'an pointed to some trees next to him that had lost their leaves, and said, "Those are all planted, right? ”

He could see that the village had been slightly planned before, otherwise there would not have been such a neat and artificial tree planting.

Because there are only a few dozen of them, they are not large natural forests.

Zhang Feng replied to him: "It was the ginkgo tree planted in the village a few years ago, wasn't it expensive to sell ginkgo biloba before, so it was planted, but then it was worthless, and these trees were thrown here, no one cared, and no one came to collect how many white fruits they bear every year." ”

Ginkgo biloba is a very long-lived tree, it grows very slowly, after planting, it takes ten years to flower, another ten years to bear the initial fruit, and another twenty years before it begins to really bear a lot of fruit.

Ginkgo trees can live for more than a thousand years.

These trees now bear fruit every year and are planted very early.

Not only the ginkgo tree, but all kinds of trees in front of and behind the mountain are basically deserted, and the ginkgo is not worth much now, and it is difficult to get out here, so no one takes it seriously.

Sun Ji'an looked at these trees and felt like looking at money, but it was a pity that it was not money.

After breakfast, the group headed for the town.

After breakfast at home, the village chief came here to wait for them and set off together. There are some processes that can be handled face-to-face by village chiefs together, saving time.

The village chief is still quite enthusiastic.