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"Song Liang, the teacher in the city is here, come out quickly!" The village chief stood at the door and shouted. The people in the village never close the door if there is someone in the house during the day, but only lock the door at night. However, when someone comes to the family, it is a welcome and polite thing to go out to greet you. That's why the village chief stood at the door and shouted, asking Song Liang to come out to greet him.

After a while, a thin black man came out on crutches, looking at the brightly dressed people outside, and for a while he didn't even know how to put his hands and feet.

The village chief asked Song Liang to stand at the door and talk to Luo Ya, and he carried the sweet potato into the house first, and then the village chief's hearty smile sounded inside: "Auntie! The teacher from the city is here and wants to meet you. ”

Song Liang looked at Luo Ya nervously, then pulled his chapped lips and smiled: "Teacher, what is the matter with you coming to my house?" ”

Luo Ya smiled: "Big brother, don't be nervous. We just wanted to take some pictures and raise more donations to build Hope Primary School. ”

Although Song Liang did not go to school, he heard from the people in the village that the only way out if he wanted to leave this poor place was to go to school. So no matter how poor he was, he sent his children to school. Moreover, the village chief said before that the school that the teachers in the city want to build does not charge tuition: "Teacher, does our school not charge tuition?"

Luo Ya nodded: "That's right, as long as you have a proof of poverty, you can skip tuition." ”

Song Liang's eyes immediately lit up: "Okay!" Teacher, shoot whatever you want! I absolutely cooperate! "If the child can go to school for free, he can let the child go to school all the time, even if he doesn't have enough food and clothing. As long as the child doesn't live his own life in the future, it is worth it no matter how much he pays.

Luo Ya nodded, and then followed Song Liang into his house with the camera. As soon as I entered, I saw the village chief helping a trembling old lady to walk out slowly, and when I saw Luo Yali, I said: "Auntie, this is the teacher from the city, called Luo Ya." ”

The old lady's eyes were also not good, and she could barely see the outline of the person in front of her by squinting her eyes, and stretched out her hand to Luo Ya.

Luo Ya took a step forward and held her dry hands: "Hello, aunt! My name is Loya. ”

The old lady nodded hurriedly, and then squinted her eyes and looked at Luo Ya carefully: "Teacher in the city, thank you." My grandson...... My grandson is a good baby, and he can study well. The teacher in the village used to say that he could go to university! ”

Luo Ya followed her words and said, "Let's build a school here, as long as your grandson studies hard, he will definitely be admitted to university." ”

The old lady smiled with a wrinkled face, nodded again and again, but kept holding Luo Ya's hand and refused to let go tightly. Luo Ya was not a little impatient, held the old lady's hand, and kept listening to her say how good her grandson was, and said that the family was too poor and wronged her grandson. Then when it came to his old tears, the village chief looked at it and gave Song Liang a look. Song Liang leaned over, took the old lady's hand, and then comforted her: "The teacher in the city is in trouble, we can't delay others."

When the old lady heard this, she immediately let go of her hand, and then she was a little flustered: "I ...... Isn't that a bad thing for me? Teacher from the city, don't be angry, I'm ...... It's ......"

"Auntie, it's okay." Luo Ya smiled, thinking that her eyes were not good, so she said again: "I'm happy to chat with my aunt." But I do want to shoot something now, and I'll talk to my aunt next time. ”

The old lady nodded hurriedly, with a big smile on her face, and then watched Luo Ya suddenly take out a black bucket, which frightened her by taking a step back and muttering, "This ...... Why do the teachers from this city still have guns? ”

The village chief sighed, then pulled the old lady and began to say that it was a photographic thing. As soon as the old lady heard that it was a photographic thing, she immediately began to laugh, and her smiling face stiffened and refused to put it down. When she first married the old man, she went to the city to find a photo studio to take pictures, which was the only time in her life that she took pictures. The photographer at the time kept telling her: laugh! And smile without showing your teeth. Later, when she returned to the village, she said these words to the girls who had never taken pictures, but she was envied for a long time.

Luo Ya looked at the old lady's face stiffened, how weird the smile looked, and said in a loud voice: "Relax, auntie, relax." ”

The old lady saw that Luo Ya was young and probably didn't know how to take pictures, so she patted her hand: "Girl, I have taken pictures before, and my comrades said that I should keep smiling." After saying that, he smiled even brighter at the dark camera.

Luo Ya smiled helplessly, but she no longer asked her not to laugh, just when she was tired, she turned the camera to another place, and the old lady could take a rest. In this way, I recorded a day at Song Liang's house. At the last moment, Song Liang's children were out of school and were running back with a load of pigweed.

Song Liang stood at the door on crutches, looking at his son who was running back, his eyes were full of hope. Children are the future, this sentence gave Luo Ya a deeper understanding.

At this time, Wang Dong also followed, took a cursory look at what Luo Ya had taken, and glanced at her silently. Seeing his expression, Luo Ya didn't know the bottom of her heart, so she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Not satisfied? ”

Wang Dong shook his head and sighed: "You can be a teacher yourself, you don't need to be my assistant." ”

Luo Ya rolled her eyes: "It's obviously praising me, but she still has a black face, which scares me!" Luo Ya snatched the photographer, but she couldn't hide the joy on her face. Wang Dong has been in this industry for a long time, and Luo Ya is still very happy to be praised by him.

"Tonight, it's my house for dinner!" The village chief happily came over: "My daughter-in-law stewed an old hen at home and made up for the teachers." ”

Hearing that the village chief stewed a hen, Wang Dong's face stiffened, and then Mo Sheng, who was squatting on the side as his back, suddenly asked quietly: "That...... Excuse me, how many children do you have? ”

The village chief looked proud: "My family has three sons!" His daughter-in-law gave birth to three big fat boys in one go, and she became famous in the village.

So Mo Sheng was depressed, if there were so many children and the food was delicious, how could they bear to eat more! Mo Sheng, Wang Dong and the bodyguard Yi all turned their heads to look at Luo Ya tacitly, and the eyes were full of pitifulness, and Luo Ya turned his head and pretended not to see it.

When they arrived at the village chief's house, it was as they expected. The children lay on the edge of the kitchen door, secretly watching the food on the table and swallowing. The village chief's daughter-in-law rushed several times, but the child couldn't suppress the gluttony and still slipped back to smell it. Fortunately, there were still sweet potatoes on the table, and the three big men ate a basket of sweet potatoes, and only Ah Ruo and Xiaoyuan ate some old hens.

The village chief looked at them in wonder, and thought: Sure enough, they are from the city, and they like to eat some sweet potatoes or something, and they are panicked with the old hen fat. If Mo Sheng and Wang Dong knew the village chief's thoughts, they would probably hug each other and cry bitterly. Looking at the longing eyes of those children, you can eat it?

When Loya and the others left the table, the children rushed up to the kitchen with the food in their arms. The village chief insisted on walking back to Dr. Song's house with them, discussing with Wang Dong about Hope Primary School all the way. Wang Dong also received news from several other groups, and Luo Ya listened to it and immediately felt that she was still lucky.

Although Taoyuan Village is poor, it values children very much, and realizes that only knowledge can change fate. But this is not the case in other villages. The conditions in those villages may be slightly better than those in Taoyuan Village, and there are more fields. So for them, it is better to spend that money to go to school, than to work at home and start working in the field early. They didn't know how much work they had done in the past, so that the village would take them and go door-to-door to publicize the importance of going to school for their children.

Luo Ya thought that the people in the village usually respected them very much, and when she heard that they were willing to substitute for the class, she immediately arranged a classroom, and immediately felt that she was really lucky. The village chief sent them back to Dr. Song's house, and then praised Dr. Song as the village chief and encouraged them to keep up their efforts.

Not long after the village chief left, the sky suddenly began to fall with snowflakes, and after a while they stopped, but the sky suddenly became cold. Mo Sheng's frozen mouth was blue, Luo Ya burned the kang hot, and then took out all the things that were heated by solar energy. Loya and the others got into the hot bed, but it didn't seem so cold.

Poor Mo Sheng, who lives in Dr. Song's son's room, has no kang or anything to keep warm, and he can't cover it up when he is shrunk in the quilt for a long time, and in the end, he even has no intuition when his toes are frozen.

In the middle of the night, Dr. Song was worried that Mo Sheng would be too cold, so he went to his room to have a look. Noticing that he had an abnormal flush on his face, he was immediately shaken awake. Mo Sheng opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly felt a splitting headache, and looked at the figures in front of him becoming two.

As soon as Dr. Song touched his quilt, his brows furrowed suddenly, and he directly lifted Mo Sheng out of the quilt, then wrapped him in the quilt and dragged him out of his room with half a hug.

Luo Ya was sleeping soundly when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, so she shivered and put on her clothes and got out of the bed. As soon as I opened the door, I was taken aback.

Doctor Song helped Mo Sheng, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were half-closed: "Teacher Luo, Teacher Mo is frostbitten, and he can't stay in that room." ”

Luo Ya asked Doctor Song to help him in quickly, and then moved Ah Ruo to the side, leaving him with a place. Dr. Song quickly put him on the bed and stuffed him into the bed.

"Teacher Luo, I'll go get some medicine for Teacher Mo." After Dr. Song finished speaking, he quickly left the room.

Listening to Mo Sheng's unconscious shouting of water, Luo Ya hurriedly poured out the water in the thermos cup and poured some for Mo Sheng. Mo Sheng's mouth was full of dry skin, and as soon as he touched the water, he immediately swallowed it. Luo Ya gave her a few more glasses, and he relaxed his brows, as if he was a little more comfortable.

Doctor Song had already brought the medicine, Luo Ya helped him let Mo Sheng take the medicine, and then covered him with the quilt, watched him slowly sweat, yawned himself, and went back to his bed to sleep.

Early the next morning, Luo Ya got up on time, touched Mo Sheng's forehead, and found that he didn't have a fever anymore. Luo Ya breathed a sigh of relief, fed him some more water, pressed her quilt on him again, and left with Aro and them.

Mo Sheng felt in a trance, as if someone gently touched his forehead, fed him water, and finally covered him with a quilt. The quilt is fragrant, and the person who covers him with the quilt is so gentle. After a night's discomfort, as if it was all of a sudden, Mo Sheng stretched his brows and fell asleep quietly. It's a good feeling to be cared for like this...... As before, that man had treated him so gently before he left him.

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