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Although he did not personally participate in the donation and education activities in his hometown, Wang Yong has been paying attention to the progress of the matter, and from time to time he took the initiative to stand up and help Wang Qian settle a lot of troubles.

This time, the Mid-Levels Charity Foundation donated three school buildings, six school cafeterias with cafeterias, six computer labs, and six libraries for the children in the mountain schools.

The total investment is not much, and many material suppliers, especially local workers, take the initiative to supply without money or at a loss, so that the Foundation's capital investment is a large part less than the budget.

There are also those parents of local students, as long as they have free time, they will take the initiative to volunteer on the construction site, which greatly shortens the construction period but reduces the salary a lot.

About a week later, the general affairs of this donation and education activity have been decided, and all that remains is for the foundation personnel to leave a few responsible for supervising the construction and paying the corresponding amount, and Wang Qian was freed from this matter.

So, Wang Qian, who felt that she had done another great deed, threw down her subordinates and ran to Banshan Village to harass Wang Yong, the second brother. With his arrival, Wang Yong's leisurely and comfortable good days are over.

Every morning, this girl took the diligent Wenwen and ran over with the breakfast that Wang Yong wanted to eat the night before, completely ignoring the difference between men and women, showing her teeth and claws, and the two beauties rushed directly into Wang Yong's bedroom with the connivance of her godmother and Yuanyuan with a smile.

What followed was a big scuffle, although Wang Yong won the victory every time, and Shun Lì suppressed the two girls who disobeyed discipline, but because of this, he couldn't get a little sleepy at all.

"No, I shouldn't lose weight in two days if I go on like this!"

After another big scuffle, Wang Yong lay on the bed on his back and said to his godmother who walked in to comfort him. "Wenwen's daughter, what kind of child do you think you usually have? But when you get together with Wang Qian, what kind of crazy have you become? You don't care, do you? ”

Listening to his son's dissatisfied muttering with himself, Liu Hui was not dissatisfied, stood by the bed with a smile and looked at him, and then helped him tidy up his clothes and hair that were messy because of the battle with Wang Qian and Wenwen.

"You! Hurry up and eat, Wenwen specially bought you a finger cake in the village snack street today, and it's still hot! Hurry up and eat it, don't let down your daughter's heart. ”

"Really? It's still my daughter's most intimate, I know that I respect my godfather, and I usually don't hurt her in vain. ”

As he spoke. Wang Yong rolled over and got up, put on a pair of slippers and ran outside, as if breakfast was really cold after a while.

When I got to the living room, I didn't pay attention to my daughter-in-law who was about to take Wenwen to school, and Wang Qian, who was sitting on the sofa because she was sulking alone because she was defeated again, sat on the sofa, picked up the finger cake on it, and took a bite.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Wang Qian almost gritted her teeth and spit out this sentence, and her hand was stretched out in the air. When he was about to pinch one of Wang Yong's ears, he suddenly stopped, as if he had paused, and it was frozen in an instant.

Wang Yong didn't care what happened to her. Now his mind is on the cake in his hand and the bowl of tofu brain on the coffee table.

That bowl of tofu brain is really good, although it is one dollar more expensive than others, but it is definitely real. It is not adulterated at all, and it is deeply liked by all the villagers in Banshan Village.

For this reason, the young couple from the mountainous area of Guizhou who made tofu brains were also told by the villagers' assembly. In the village, they were provided with a villager's old yard for free, and they were allowed to make soy products in the village.

After every household in the village is not short of money, the requirements for food safety and taste become more and more urgent.

Safety is not a consideration, the food is completely green and without any pollution of super vegetables grown by the family, and even most of the meat is provided by Wang Yong directly from Uncle Battle's ranch.

Anything else is hard to get along. You can't just get a special supply for everything, right? For example, the fritters and tofu brain that I ate for breakfast are northern specialty snacks. You can't just get up early to drink tofu brain and eat fritters, so you can get a piece of land to grow soybeans and wheat, right?

It's just that most of the villagers don't know that Wang Yong really had this idea, but he forgot about it later. Maybe he suddenly remembered this stubble that day, and he would really choose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and contract a special place to plant these things in the village for the people in the village!

The world of rich people is so capricious!

After Wang Yong drank the last mouthful of tofu brain, put down the bowl, and wiped his hands with a tissue, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why haven't you heard the voice of your noisy girl who gives her a headache for so long? After repeated defeats and battles, you can't bear the blow of defeat, are you going to give in and admit defeat? Shouldn't it?

Turning his head with doubts, Wang Yong was immediately shocked. Oh my God! What's going on?

Wang Qian's eyes were staring at the newspaper on the other end of the coffee table in a daze, and at the same time, tears were flowing down from the corners of her eyes!

Wang Yongzheng felt at a loss, and didn't know if it was because of his own reasons that this big demon king was made to cry, and when this was going to end, he saw the big headline in the newspaper out of the corner of his eye:

I want to see what it's like out there

You don't need to look at the content, just look at the title and those pictures, Wang Yong knows what is written here. also knows how Wang Qian, a female man, can cry so much.

There is such a school in the depths of Tai*Xing*Mountain, which has only 22 students and two old teachers who are over sixty years old. Sixty kilometers of winding mountain roads have left the school virtually isolated.

The distance of 60 kilometers makes this place and the outside world become one earth and one sky, and this place becomes two different places in the mountains and outside the mountains.

Because it is so remote, there is no internet, not even a mobile phone signal, and it is almost impossible to believe that this is the land of China.

The road up the mountain was just built two years ago, and the road surface is quite smooth, but the mountain road is winding, and the road surface is only about two meters wide. Below are all cliffs of several tens of meters.

There are no shuttle buses here, and few cars dare to drive up, except for a few agricultural tricycles, the most people go up and down the mountain are all kinds of motorcycles.

There are only a few dozen homes scattered on both sides of the winding road, and it is said that many young people have moved out of the mountain now, and the rest are too poor or too old to move. And the children of these people were also left in this mountain.

The school consists of only 22 children of all sizes from nearby villages, from preschool to third grade, and by the fourth grade they can board at the nearest central primary school.

Because the school is so remote, there are no young teachers who want to teach here. There are only two old teachers in the school who have passed the age of sixtieth birthday and have been rooted in the depths of the mountains all their lives, and they still stick to it without regrets.

Because there were not enough classrooms, all the children sat in two separate classrooms, one for each grade level. Generally, the teacher teaches one grade first, and the other grade writes homework next to it, and then teaches the other age after the lecture.

The stupid reporter also asked the two teachers, "Will this affect the children's listening to the class?" Seeing this, Wang Yong wanted to slap him, didn't you ask knowingly?

The old teacher's answer was more of a helplessness: "They are all used to it." ”

yes, something that the reporter from the city didn't think would have dared to imagine. For the children here, they are already used to it.

Maybe it's been like this since their parents or even earlier. The long hours and isolation are enough for anyone to get used to the place, especially the children. Maybe in their hearts, they think that the children outside the mountain also go to school like this.

When the school was renovated the year before last, the superior provided a computer. This is definitely the most advanced equipment in this elementary school.

Unfortunately, there is no internet here, so this computer is almost a decoration. If the two teachers wanted to download any teaching materials, they had to go to the countryside more than 20 kilometers away.

A very cute third-grade boy told reporters. What he likes most is to take science classes and become a scientist when he grows up. He said he had seen other computers besides the one in the teacher's room. I've never been on the Internet, and I don't know what's going on.

"There is no ...... written in the book," he said, flipping through the Science textbook in his hand.

The reporter took out his mobile phone to take pictures of those preschool children, and as soon as he took two photos, he was surrounded by these curious children, and with the encouragement of the reporter, they stretched out their little hands on the screen for a while, chattering and discussing with their classmates, which was very exciting and fresh.

These children have extremely limited knowledge of the outside world, and school may be the place where children learn the most about the outside world.

They are all accustomed to a school as a boundary, dividing the world into mountains and mountains. The hill is above the school, and the winding mountain road leads to Guò, and you will reach the village after a few hills.

Since these children's homes are scattered in the surrounding mountains, they have to get up early every time they come to class, and climb half a mountain in the wind and snow to get to the school located halfway up the mountainside.

A ten-year-old child named Tan Xuegang lives at the foot of the mountain. Every morning at 6 a.m., he and his brother walked to school with their lunch rations, which took about two hours to get to school.

"Don't cry, people will see it and think I'm bullying you? Isn't there a phone on it? Wouldn't it be better for you to call, or to help them set up the network cable, or simply to relocate those children and their families? ”

Seeing her sister crying so sadly, Wang Yong was very distressed, and hurriedly gave her ideas while comforting her.

As a result, as soon as he finished saying this, Wang Qianteng stood up immediately, and before Wang Yong could react, he wiped his tears and ran out. (My novel "The Little Farmer Returning to My Hometown" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued......)