The "school" in the village of Narin is just a name.

In fact, it is impossible in such a place, and the villagers do not have the money to build a school.

The so-called school in Narin Village is just three tiled houses that look good on the outside. But in Zuo Jian's view, these houses are basically no different from dilapidated houses, at least they were built in the 60s, and they are made of wood.

Compared with the modern reinforced concrete, these tiled houses in Nalin Village are really shabby and untouchable.

But in fact, this is already a very nice house in the village of Narin.

Faintly from the exterior wall, you can still see that there have been traces of simple repairs.

Uncle Niu took seven or eight children of different ages to clean in the room, since the last teacher to teach, quietly left, these tiled houses were still cleaned at first, but then as time slowly passed, gradually no one came to clean.

Today is obviously an extremely exciting and joyful day for these children.

Sanmaozi and Erya, the two children, were covered with dust on their faces, and the two little ones were obviously extremely happy and hardworking to be able to clean the school.

"Sanmaozai, Erya, you two come here."

When Mu Yanbing saw the appearance of these two children, he couldn't help but purse his lips and laugh, beckoning these two children to come over.

"Teacher Mu, what's wrong?"

Erya wiped a handful of sweat from her face, her little hands were already dirty, so when she wiped her face, she turned into a small flower face.

"Hehe, look at your appearance, you have all become little flower cats." Mu Yanbing took out a pack of tissues, took out one, gently and carefully wiped Erya's face clean, and touched her head, "Okay, you all go to rest, the teacher will clean up here." ”

"How's that going to work?" When Erya heard Mu Yanbing's words, she shook her head again and again, and said with a serious face: "School is a place for everyone to study, so everyone has the obligation and responsibility to keep this place clean and hygienic. ”

Hearing Erya's adult-like tone, Zuo Jian couldn't help laughing.

As the saying goes, the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, and there is nothing wrong with this saying. They are all the same age, but children in the city and children in the countryside cannot be compared.

At least, a child as old as Erya in the city often snuggles up to his parents at this age, and he wants whatever he wants. Few parents are willing to let them clean. And once the school is assigned the task of cleaning, wealthy parents will even pay for someone from a housekeeping company to do the cleaning.

Zuo Jian knows that there are many schools that are like this. If the child does not want to clean, he or she will pay a fixed amount of the school's sanitation fee every month, and then the school will hire someone from a housekeeping company to clean it.

"My sister is right." When Sanmaozi heard Erya's words, he nodded again and again.

"Okay, then the teacher will clean up with you." Mu Yanbing touched the heads of the two children and smiled.

Under such circumstances, Zuo Jian definitely couldn't turn around and leave.

So, Mu Yanbing, Zuo Jian and Uncle Niu took a group of small people to clean up carefully and seriously.

Of the three rooms, one of the larger ones, with a simple homemade blackboard hung inside, and the remaining two rooms, were living and cooking.

"These two rooms used to belong to the volunteer teachers."

Uncle Niu explained the role of the two houses, "The teacher basically lives in this room, the next room, and can cook, but in fact, the teachers who came to teach in the past are all young college students, and few of them can cook, basically, they all eat at the homes of the villagers." ”

"Every villager takes care of the teacher's food for a month, so on average, the whole village is eaten in a month, and the burden of each family is not heavy.

Hearing Uncle Niu's words, Mu Yanbing felt a little emotional.

What a down-to-earth, simple villager. It's so thoughtful to think about the volunteer teachers. However, I am afraid that the villagers will not appreciate the kindness of the former teachers, on the contrary, there may be some people who think that it is a matter of course for me to come to teach here and you take care of my food.

After Uncle Niu explained, he said to Mu Yanbing: "Teacher Mu, you will be like this in the future, you don't have to cook every day, when it's time to eat, you can just start eating from the village chief's house at the head of the village in order, and when you eat at my house, you will prove that you have eaten it all." He said with a hearty smile.

"Forget it, Uncle Niu." Mu Yanbing smiled slightly and said euphemistically: "I can cook by myself." All you need to do is give me some food and food. ”

"No, I can't. How can this be. ”

When Uncle Niu heard this, he shook his head again and again and refused, and said with a serious face: "You teach these children to read and write, and you have to correct homework every day, which is very hard, and if you cook by yourself, it will be too tiring." You don't have to say no. ”

"This ......" Mu Yanbing hesitated, nodded, and said, "Okay." ”

"That's good." Zuo Jian interjected and said: "Girl, if you want to cook by yourself, make a meal occasionally, for example, when you are not busy, if you don't want to do it, go to the villager's house to have a meal." ”

"Well, that's a good idea." Uncle Niu nodded again and again. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and from Zuo Jian's words, he heard some meanings, that is, Zuo Jian also agreed with Mu Yanbing staying here.

Like the village chief, after seeing Zuo Jian yesterday, Uncle Niu saw the intimacy between the two, and he also secretly beat the drum in his heart, guessing that these two people were a couple.

In this way, once Zuo Jian came, he would definitely not agree to Mu Yanbing staying here.

But I didn't expect that now listening to the meaning of Zuo Jian's words, I actually agreed.

Since then, for Zuo Jian, Uncle Niu's heart is suddenly full of goodwill and respect, at least in his opinion, if he has such a beautiful girlfriend, he will definitely be reluctant to let her stay in such a place where birds don't.

In fact, after a brief chat with Mu Yanbing just now, Zuo Jian knew in his heart that if he persuaded Mu Yanbing now, it would be a little difficult for her to dispel this idea.

In that case, it would be better to let her try for a while.

Only if she thinks in her heart that she can't hold on anymore, she will leave here.

And I, during this time, had to stay here with her for a few days for the time being.

The three rooms that are not too big, with the efforts of a group of people, were quickly cleaned.

Standing in front of the simple blackboard, looking at the neatly seated children sitting neatly below, and the children with brand-new textbooks on the table in front of him, Mu Yanbing suddenly entered the role of a teacher.

"Hello students, in the first class today, let's introduce ourselves to each other."

Mu Yanbing turned around on the blackboard, wrote his name in a dignified manner, pointed to the words on the blackboard, and said, "The teacher will introduce me first, my name is Mu Yanbing, and you can call me Teacher Mu in the future." As she spoke, she pointed to Sanmaozi and said, "Sanmaozai, you come up to introduce yourself, and then write your name on the blackboard like the teacher." Remember, it's your name. ”

"Yes, Mr. Mu."

Sanmaozi was the first to be named by Mu Yanbing, his naïve face looked a little nervous, with Mu Yanbing's encouragement, he stood in front of the blackboard, and said to the children below: "Hello everyone, my name is Wang Sanmao, and I am 11 years old this year." ”

"Well, that's good."

A smile appeared on Mu Yanbing's face, and he encouraged him and said, "Your name, can you write it?" ”

"Yes, I've learned it before."

Wang Sanmao's face showed a trace of pride, turned around and took the chalk, and wrote the three words Wang Sanmao crookedly on the blackboard.

"Very good, Wang Sanmao did a great job!" Mu Yanbing said, took out a pencil from his pocket, handed it to Wang Sanmao with a smile, and said, "Classmate Wang Sanmao, this is your reward." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Mu."

Wang Sanmao, who was encouraged, suddenly turned red with excitement, holding this beautiful pencil tightly in his hand, and returned to his seat triumphantly under the envious eyes of many children.

With Wang Sanmao's example, the rest of the children suddenly became emotional, raising their little hands one by one, vying to come on stage to introduce themselves.

Next, Mu Yanbing named one by one, and the children came to the stage one after another, introduced themselves, and then wrote down their names.

Basically, the names of these children in Narin Village are very simple, and the villagers of Narin Village have a limited level of education, so when they name their children, they will not give them those jerky names, and they are often named in the order in which they were born.

For example, Wang Erya is the second oldest in the family, and she is a girl, so her name is naturally Wang Erya.

Similarly, Wang Sanmao's name is also a truth.

And those very simple names such as Liu San and Zhao Si are very common.

Every child who wrote down his name on the blackboard received different rewards from Mu Yanbing, such as a beautiful pencil, a small eraser with a fragrance, and so on.

These learning utensils were all things that Mu Yanbing bought when he bought books at Xinhua Bookstore.

In the eyes of the children in the city, these things are naturally not good things, but for the children of Narin Village, who are very poor in culture and material, they are very precious and rare things.

Standing outside the room, smoking a cigarette quietly, looking at Zuo Jian, who was lecturing inside, Mu Yanbing was secretly thinking in his heart, perhaps, this girl is really suitable for being a teacher......