Everyone entered the courtyard and looked at it for a long time before asking, this can't be an elementary school, right? There was a wooden flagpole in the middle of the courtyard, and there was no flag hanging on it. It's just three dilapidated houses, leaking air everywhere, don't think about desks or anything, just a few earthen platforms.

Yang Ping walked a few steps to the middle-aged man and greeted him with a smile: "Hello, we are here to deliver something, and we don't want to alarm others, so we chose to come over during the winter vacation." What's your last name? ”

The middle-aged man was on crutches with one hand and pushing his glasses with the other, and a smile appeared on his dark and thin face: "Thank you, thank you." It's too difficult here. My surname is Wei, it's rare that you can come all the way over, this road is not easy to walk, come, come in and sit. I'll boil water for you. ”

Yang Ping hurriedly stopped him, the water here is so precious that the children have to walk several kilometers to bring water from home to class. But now it's winter vacation, and I can't see the children. He asked Mr. Wei not to be busy: "Mr. Wei, we all have water with us, so don't be busy." Su Cheng, let the brothers bring the boxes in. ”

The brothers moved a dozen boxes into the yard, and the female compatriots visited the elementary school. There was no place to sit, so they sat on the boxes.

Yang Ping moved over the box of mineral water and opened it, and each person handed out a bottle, opened it for Teacher Wei and handed it over: "Teacher Wei, you drink water, and you won't go home for the New Year?" ”

Teacher Wei took the mineral water, looked at it and said a word, and everyone's chattering voice suddenly quieted down: "Don't throw away the bottle after you drink it, the children can use this water to go to school when school starts." ”

Su Cheng swallowed and said with difficulty: "Teacher Wei, it's not so exaggerated, right?" We also saw other elementary schools along the way, which were a little shabby. It's not enough to carry water to school, is it? Have you been living on campus? ”

Teacher Wei's sincerity: "I'm alone." School is my home. I am in charge of the children's morning and evening meals. ”

"Two meals?" Liuli suddenly figured out the key to the problem. "Teacher Wei, sooner or later, what about noon? Eat at home? ”

Teacher Wei smiled and put the mineral water behind him: "The nearest child here is four or five miles away from the school, seven or eight miles away, how can he go." We don't eat at noon. ”

Is this still the 21st century that has arrived? Isn't Quan Guo already solved the basic wen full? There is also hope xiaoxue on TV, and it is not so exaggerated.

Su Cheng and the others were silent, Yang Ping stood up and opened the cardboard box under him, and took out a new schoolbag: "Teacher Wei." We also came here to put some thoughts, these fourteen cardboard boxes are full of scarves, woolen hats, school bags, study utensils and so on. Let's give it to your child when school starts. ”

Teacher Wei nodded, not too excited: "Well, thank you, in fact, there are still people who come to deliver things." I thank you for the children. ”

As he spoke, the dilapidated gate of the courtyard was pushed open again, and three children, two older children to be exact, entered. There is also a small child. The older girl was seven or eight years old, carrying a little boy who was more than two years old. Another boy, the size of a girl, carried a small aluminum pot in his hand. Cover with the lid.

The clothes of the two children are fairly clean, but their faces are dirty and muddy. The shoes are weird, all with their mouths open, showing their toes. It's minus a few degrees Celsius.

The boy shouted loudly from the door: "Teacher Wei, it's the New Year, grandma asked me to bring you some delicious food." As soon as he saw a bunch of people in the courtyard, he nervously closed his mouth.

Teacher Wei was excited, even more excited than seeing Yang Ping send more than a dozen boxes of supplies: "Ah Jia, little sister, why are you here, these seven or eight miles away." Walking a few steps on crutches, he took the small aluminum pot, "Look at your little faces are dirty, lie down in the puddle and drink water again, come and wipe it." ”

Su Min Xiaolu and several girls wiped the corners of their eyes, and hurriedly wiped their faces and hands for the children with sanitary napkins, and Xiaolu's nose twitched: "Don't you wear new shoes during the New Year?" ”

Ah Jia whispered: "We have it, we have to walk several miles of mountain roads, and we are reluctant to ......."

Ma Yanmei sniffed and asked Yang Ping: "Brother Yang, which box is in the shoes?" ”

Yang Ping pointed to the box beside Xu Feng, Xu Feng was right, immediately ripped off the tape, and hurriedly found shoes suitable for the two children.

Liuli and Yi Ping thought he was slow, squeezed him away, looked for it by himself, and took out two pairs of shoes after a while. Turn around and crouch down in front of the child to change the child's shoes.

The little sister tightened her feet and retracted her feet, nervous: "Auntie, my feet are dirty......"

Liuli sobbed and laughed again: "Call sister, it's okay, sister rinses and wipes clean for you with water." ”

Yi Ping took the mineral water and unscrewed the lid and complained: "Brother Yang, you don't buy some socks either......"

Yang Ping rolled his eyes: "It's good that a man can think so much." ”

The two children still refused, and Ajia's tears were about to come out: "Water, water......"

Yang Ping saw it, squatted down and took out a tissue: "Go, Yi Ping, don't waste the water, Ah Jia, can I wipe it with a tissue?" Without waiting for the child to agree, Yang Ping took off Ah Jia's shoes, wiped the black mud on his feet, and repaired the crack slightly, the hole was still there, and the inside was already good. It's the same with the little sister, who puts on new shoes for the children. Xiaolu and Su Min took out scarves and woolen hats and put them on. Ma Yanmei took out mineral water for the children to drink.

Su Cheng and the others were so depressed that they smoked in the corner of the yard, which was too much for everyone to bear, and when to wash their hands with mineral water, it would become "why not eat minced meat".

Sorghum quietly lifted the lid of the pot to see what the children brought, well, it's not bad, there is meat and eggs, in the end it's the New Year.

Yi Ping was even more ruthless, grabbing Xiaojun to take the children into the city, saying that he wanted to buy a few sets of clothes for the New Year. At this moment, Su Mei responded enthusiastically, grabbed his brothers and scraped together more than 200,000 cash, and drove a six-wheeled Hummer into the city.

The school was much quieter all of a sudden, and Brother Yang Ping moved the boxes into the classroom and sat and chatted with Teacher Wei.

Su Cheng wanted to know why the children couldn't guarantee lunch, and Teacher Wei explained: "It's still poor, and the other is that there is generally no way to get into the car here, and there is really no condition to prepare food for the children." It's just that caring workers generally can't get here, even if they come and bring a bunch of new school bags, it doesn't make much sense. We have a very strange phenomenon here. It's the rags that the children are wearing. I can't get enough to eat. But everyone has a new school bag. It's easy to give love for a while, but it's hard to persevere. ”

Yang Ping nodded, sent a circle of cigarettes, lit it himself, took a slow breath, slowly exhaled it, and considered: "Well, Mr. Wei." It's a dilapidated house. I see that there are no windows and doors, the roof is leaking, how do the children spend the winter? ”

Xiao Zeng patted the cardboard box and was arrogant: "Brother Yang, why don't we rebuild this place and build a beautiful primary school." ”

"That's fine, but the meaning is like that school bag, it's nothing more than the children dressed in tatters, carrying groundwater, and hungry every day. Carrying a new school bag, sitting in a beautiful new classroom. And it's easy for you to renovate this elementary school. There are so many schools like this in the Southwest, can you build them? "Yang Ping is thinking about something deeper.

Xiao Zeng pouted and disdainfully: "Brother Yang, you are inconsistent, you still tell me the story of throwing starfish in Xishan." I'm also able to help one of them, at least for the kids here. ”

Yang Ping smiled: "Yes, it's my image." I was wondering if I could build a long-term stable program to help these children, not only here, but as much as possible. ”

Su Cheng slapped his thigh: "Oh, I understand, Brother Yang, that's what you did as a charitable foundation." Don't say anything else, I'll take care of all your formalities when you go back, and I'll count me as a part of this foundation. ”

Gao Liang frowned: "I think we should find a way to build a urinal road here first, and don't ask for any asphalt road, at least a gravel road that cars can walk." ”

Now Teacher Wei smiled: "Hehe, thank you, the idea is very good, it's too unrealistic." Do you know why you chose this place to be a school? This place is the most central part of the village. Moreover, the villagers here are often just one family in a mountain col, and it is worthwhile to build roads in the township. Let's build a new residential area for everyone, it is difficult to leave the homeland, and no one will move out. Is there a road in every col? It's also a matter of concept, the young ones go out to work, and the older ones take care of their children at home. Children have to take the big ones with the small ones when they go to school, and they go out every day when it's still dark, and they can't get to school until dawn. I won't tell you a lot of tragic things. ”

Yang Ping comforted Sorghum: "It's good to have ideas, in fact, you can see it, sometimes a hundred points of kindness may not play a hundred points of effect." For example, here, if you want to spend a hundred dollars here, you have to pay a few hundred dollars more in labor. So if you want to really improve, you must have a systematic management system, how about it? Interested in joining the Foundation? ”

The brothers responded enthusiastically, and Xiao Wu asked how much he wanted to donate, and he immediately transferred money. Yang Ping smiled: "You don't need to donate, my foundation is non-public." I need your collective efforts to help make money, my foundation's capital verification will not be less than 200 million, I hope you can help the foundation to invest, to achieve the expected annual return of the foundation. ”

Yang Ping stood up and took a few steps: "I will set up a council in the southwest, and the candidates have been decided." We have a lot of people in China, so it's a big deal to do a lunch project to ensure that the children in the places involved can have a hot lunch. ”

At noon, I cooked with Mr. Wei here, and I ate a lot of food in the car, which was basically cooked food, and my brothers were happy and had a few drinks with Mr. Wei.

In the afternoon, Yi Ping and a female general came back, the six-wheeled Hummer was stuffed to the brim, and the children came back from sitting on the girls' laps together, so you can imagine how many things they bought. There were also two pork fans and two rolls of beef felt on the roof!

The fawn proudly jumped out of the car to show off that she bought the boiled meat.

Yang Ping sighed: "Do you know why bacon is loved here?" It's because there is no condition to eat fresh meat every day, and the school doesn't even have electricity, let alone a refrigerator, what should I do with this meat? Waiting for long hair? ”

Xiaolu was hit, pouting and feeling depressed, Ma Jiuxing hurriedly enlightened: "It's okay, Lulu, aren't we going to send Xiaomei and Ajia back in a while?" Let's divide the meat into small pieces of one or two catties, and the people passing by will not be finished together. ”

Only then did the fawn turn his worries into joy. (To be continued......)

PS: One change at eight o'clock in the evening, thank you for your support. The number 250 is not only unpleasant but also unlucky, and I have been reviewed twice in a row. Alas.