Wang Yong worked hard, and the soup dumplings that he had worked so hard to make had just been freshly baked, and before he could taste it, he was squeezed out of the kitchen by Da Zhuang and Zhang Mei, who had gone home, and his daughter-in-law Yuanyuan.

Then Wang Yong could only stand at the door of the kitchen with great anger and helplessness and shouted: "Leave some for me, don't eat it all!" ”

"What's left for you? What did you kid get to eat again? ”

Wang Yong didn't have to look back to know that it was the uncle who came, and there was another person's footsteps.

"Hehe, I smell it like crab, and the smell of meat and noodles."

"Wow, godmother, your nose has caught up with the dog's nose!"

Wang Yong turned around and looked at his godmother and uncle with a newspaper in his hand with a look of surprise. But as soon as he finished saying this, he provoked a scolding from the uncle.

"You bastard, what an adult, why can't you even say a word!"

"Ah, blame me, blame me, my mouth is bald, and it's smooth!"

Wang Yong also understood that he had indeed said the wrong thing in what he said just now. raised his eyes and cautiously glanced at his godmother, and only when he saw her kind appearance with a smile on her face, did he put his heart in his stomach.

"I mean, you're too used to him, aren't you? Look at how old you are, and it's not a shame to not do business all day. Don't you know, when we came over this morning, this kid was still stupidly sleeping! If it weren't for so many people coming along, I'd have to help him have a long memory. ”

After speaking, the uncle glared at Wang Yong with Yan zhòng's dissatisfaction in his eyes. Looking at the meaning, those who are eager to try it seem to really plan to come up and perform the inhumane "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" on themselves.

This morning's move Kang Long regretted it, but Wang Yong remembered it vividly, and when he thought of it, he trembled and was furious. Uncle was too ruthless, he didn't spare his hand at all, the big slap was not good. My ass hurt again.

"Godmother, hurry up and eat soup dumplings, it's so delicious."

Zhang Mei and her daughter-in-law appeared at the door of the kitchen, one holding a plate, and there was a broken soup bag on the plate, and the thick fragrance kept hitting people's noses, causing the uncle to clench his hands for a while and then let go.

Okay, it turns out that the uncle didn't want to torture himself, but he couldn't stand being seduced by this soup dumpling he made! Thinking of this, Wang Yong tried his best to suppress the urge in his heart to run back to the house and turn out the camera to record it for him.

I didn't expect the uncle to be so cute. It's like a gluttonous child, who wants to eat but can't wipe his face, just waiting for someone to open his mouth to let him!

"Uncle is also here! Uncle come on, this soup dumpling is delicious, and at this moment, Brother Zhuang has eaten three. I don't know how his mouth looks like it, and he is not afraid of being hot at all. ”

Yuanyuan saw that the uncle was also there, and hurriedly invited the uncle. At the same time, Zhang Mei had already turned around and entered the kitchen, and after a while, she came out with two plates filled with soup dumplings and chopsticks.

"Godmother. Uncle, you hurry up and taste it, I don't know how this kid made it, this taste is much better than the so-called authentic xiaolong we ate in Tianhai. ”

This time. Uncle is still holding his mouth hard.

"Yes, just this kid? It's two and a half days of hot sex to do anything, and you say that he has this talent, so learn from your Uncle Zhang. People are masters, ordinary people have this opportunity, so they have to go to the temple to burn incense and kowtow to thank the Buddha? But what about this kid? ”

After all, the uncle's hands are not idle. Reaching out to take the plate in Zhang Mei's hand. As soon as his hand stretched out, he saw the newspaper in his hand, and remembered that he had come over to find Wang Yong on business.

"Newspaper, yours! Take a look! Don't always know how to cherish blessings, what kind of life do you see the children in the mountains? ”

After speaking, seeing that Wang Yong was still standing there stupidly without speaking, and did not reach out to take the newspaper, the uncle's eyes widened, and he took a few steps forward and stuffed the newspaper into Wang Yong's arms.

"Uncle, you're talking about the incident organized by the Municipal Youth League Committee, right? My sister and I were also trying to talk to Wang Yong about this. ”

Yuanyuan was very reluctant to put down her chopsticks, and said to her uncle with a stern face. This made Wang Yong a little curious, his daughter-in-law is usually very rare!

His daughter-in-law is a wide-hearted person, and she is a chronic child, no matter what time she is always smiling, this appearance is very rare.

Thinking of this, Wang Yong raised his noble hand and grabbed the newspaper that was forced into his arms by the uncle, and while secretly complaining, he was very curious to see what was written in it, so that his daughter-in-law paid so much attention to it.

"Who still reads newspapers these days? The things in this can't be fake, how can it be real on the Internet? ”

"What are you muttering?"

I don't know if Wang Yong's muttering voice is a little louder, or if the uncle has recently achieved great cultivation in his divine skills, rejuvenated himself, and his hearing has increased greatly, so he actually let him hear it.

"No, I didn't say anything, you should eat it quickly, this soup bag has to be eaten while it is hot, and the taste will be worse if it is cold."

Seeing that the uncle was not angry at himself, he lowered his head and began to compete with the soup dumpling, Wang Yong wiped the sweat on his forehead with a weak heart, which caused his daughter-in-law and Zhang Mei to "giggle" chuckles.

Wang Yong glared at the two gloating guys, opened the newspaper, and read it out as he read it.

"The official seal of the neighborhood committee has become a universal seal!"

"Not this version!"

"Not this!"

"That's not right!"

Uncle, Zhang Mei, and daughter-in-law Yuanyuan shouted in unison. At the same time, they all looked at Wang Yong with unkind eyes, which means that if you play treasure again, don't blame us for a joint attack on you?

"Oh, how do I know what you want me to see? I thought you were going to discuss with me the legality of the official seal of the neighborhood committee. ”

Seeing that the three of them were all shut at the same time, and there were signs of moving towards their own position, Wang Yong muttered aggrievedly while hurriedly flipping through the newspaper, and at the same time, he didn't have time to read out the headline of the black spot on it.

"A call from the depths of the mountains!"

This time, no one needed to remind him at all, and Wang Yong also knew that what they wanted to read was this article.

Because a picture under the main headline in the newspaper caught Wang Yong's gaze tightly the moment he saw it.

It was a child sitting on a shabby desk, let's call it that, because Wang Yong really couldn't imagine how there was such a desk now, or that it shouldn't be called a desk.

The style of the desk is the same as the one Wang Yong used when he was a child, it is the old-fashioned wooden double desk, which is the old-fashioned desk that was often marked out by everyone when he was a child.

It's just that. Even the desk that Wang Yong used nearly twenty years ago was much better than the one in the photo. At least the desk he used wouldn't worry about falling apart at any moment, and the bottom of the desk wouldn't even have the bottom plate so broken.

There was no flat place on the table, so much so that the children who used it had to use a thick textbook underneath it, and then put the homework book on the textbook to write smoothly.

Two of the four legs of the desk, apparently broken, had been replaced with two wooden sticks the thickness of an adult's wrist that had not even been peeled off the skin, which were very incongruous with the other two legs.

The stool on which the child was sitting in the photo made Wang Yong's eyes sour immediately after looking at it. Not to mention that all chairs with adjustable backrests are now used in Mid-Levels schools, and children are no longer allowed to sit on stools. Even if you still use a stool, and there is no school that uses such a shoddy stool?

Four sticks of varying thickness, the thickest being as thick as an adult's wrist and the thinnest being a little thicker than a thumb. A piece of plywood that I don't know where to find is used as a stool surface, and I am afraid that even the children in the kindergarten will not be able to see it by hand.

The child in the photo, although his hair was messy, his little face was as if he hadn't been properly washed for a few days, and the clothes on his body were also tattered, but the straight little waist and the serious expression on his face, as well as the pencil in his hand that was barely grasped in his hand, touched Wang Yong at once, and he couldn't wait to read the whole article seriously.

This is what it looks like in a mountainous primary school deep in the mountains of the Manchu Autonomous County in the northernmost part of the port city. In other parts of the city, computer education has been universalized in primary schools, but children here can only look at what a computer looks like on TV or in newspapers, and many children can only imagine what it looks like in their minds.

This county, which covers an area of more than 3,000 square kilometers and is surrounded by mountains, has a total population of just over 500,000. It is distributed in eleven towns and fourteen townships.

It belongs to the east end of the Yanshan Mountain Range, the terrain is saddle-shaped, and there is the main peak of the capital mountain of the highest peak of the port city, with an altitude of 1,846 meters.

There are several rivers in the territory. The amount of water is quite abundant. At the same time, there is the largest reservoir in the port city, Taolinkou Reservoir, which is also the largest source of drinking water in the city.

The prefecture is rich in forest resources and natural resources. However, due to the inconvenience of transportation and the lack of effective development, many villagers living in mountainous areas are still living in poverty.

This is the case of the primary school reported in the newspaper, although with the help of the state and the support of the county, the school has built five brick houses for teaching, but other supporting facilities are extremely lacking.

There weren't enough desks, chairs and benches, so I had to make up the numbers with old desks that were fifty or sixty years old, and they were all of the same size from the first grade to the sixth grade. Sixth-graders are holding back, and first-graders are keeping their feet on the ground and not reaching the table.

There are hardly any physical education, music teaching equipment, and there is a lack of adequate teachers. Even a few tape recorders were old items from other schools in the county, and every now and then there would be a strike.

When the school was newly built, a room was reserved for children's music classrooms, and there were some broken drums and gongs, and the only good instruments were an electronic piano donated by a well-wisher not long ago, and a recorder that was enough for each student in a class.

Sports equipment is even more miserable, and the only thing that can become sports equipment is a basketball. This basketball was brought over by a teacher at the school from a relative's house, and was bought for his six-year-old child to play.

Since most of the students here are far away from home, they eat in the school at noon, but the school kitchen cannot be called a kitchen, but a pot table that is almost open-air, and the teacher cooks and cooks for the students in shifts.

The worst thing is the library, because there is not enough house, the library does not even have a separate place, so it can only be moved to the teacher's office. Even so, there aren't many decent books here. In addition to a few newspapers and a few impurities ordered by the school, there are only some extracurricular reading materials contributed by the teachers themselves. (Want to know more exciting developments in "Returning Little Farmer"?) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select Add Friends to add an official account, search for "Qidianzhongwenwang", follow the official account, and never miss every update! (To be continued......)

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