Zhang's lame old mother raised her head and asked in a wooden voice: "Secretary Qiao, is the renovation of the dilapidated house you said true?" ”

Qiao Xi replied with a smile: "Auntie, it's true." Our country will get better and better, and the difficulties of the difficult groups will be solved. ”

The old mother's eyes turned red, and her lips pursed: "I met a good era, I met a good village secretary, I want to live well......"

Her staggering steps farther and farther away, her cloudy eyes becoming more and more determined, this seventy-year-old man had lost faith in life. Her son is dead, her granddaughter is only five years old, and she is full of confusion about the future. But hearing Qiao Xi's government support policies suddenly gave her the motivation to live.

The people around him gradually dispersed, and there were still seven or eight people left who were Zhang Shouye who worked as masons here to help build the school.

Zhang Shouye shouted at everyone, "What are you still doing, hurry up and work to build the school as soon as possible." ”

He has a very strong rejection of Qiao Xi, he also hopes that the whole village can live well, and he is happy that this policy of benefiting the people has been implemented in the village, but this is all promoted by Qiao Xi, he is unhappy, he feels that he has been the village chief for so many years and has been slapped in the face by a newcomer.

Qiao Xi found Zhang Shouye to inquire about the construction of the school, Zhang Shouye lowered his head and was busy with the work in his hand for a while, before he looked up and said casually: "We still have thirty or forty children in the village, most of them are under the age of twelve, and they are a little older and have been taken to the city to work. So we just need to build a classroom, a cafeteria for the children to cook, and a yard for them to use as a playground. The buildings are also cement brick houses, which are plastered with white lime, and can generally be built in about a month. ”

Qiao Xi also understands this truth, these thirty or forty children can only be in one classroom, the age is different, the teacher needs to teach according to the person, it is impossible to divide them into kindergarten, primary school, junior high school so many classes to teach.

The selection of teachers also needs to be considered by Qiao Xi, it is difficult to invite teachers outside, life in the village is too hard, and the children go to school together, which increases the pressure on teachers.

Qiao Xi went back to the village committee, and on the way to see the situation of the next piece of wheat field, after one night, the lodging condition of the wheat improved, and after a few more pesticides, the wheat could be cured.

She pinched an ear of wheat and looked at it, and broke open the outer husk, which was full and green, and it was expected to be ripe in another week.

A few children made a fire on the side of the road, and they were burning ears of wheat to eat, and their mouths were full of black.

Qiao Xi walked over, and the children stood up vigilantly, she rummaged through her pockets, took out a few candies from them, spread her hands and stretched them out.

She has low blood sugar and often has candy in her pocket, and as soon as she feels unwell, she quickly eats one.

A few children hesitated to come over and take candy, but she quickly took her hand back and said with a smile: "If you want to eat candy, put out the fire on the ground, and promise not to set fire to the ears of wheat here in the future." ”

The wheat is almost ripe, and once it causes a fire is very terrible, these children have no sense of danger, and no one tells them, she can understand. This also made her more desperate to let them enter the school and have a clear understanding of the world.

The children looked at each other a few times, then kicked the fire on the ground a few times, and the fire was extinguished.

Qiao Xi went over to check it, and then smiled and gave them the candy in his hand.

The children bounced away, and on the road they started to fight with each other again.

Qiao Xi smiled, what she did was for these children, hoping that they could grow up healthily, have correct life values, and be able to carry the banner of the motherland's construction in the future.

When I arrived at the village committee, Chen Feng, who had gone to the town to copy leaflets, had already returned, and several stacks of leaflets were placed on the table.

Chen Feng rode his bicycle back and forth between the town and the village, tired and sweaty, poured two glasses of water in a row, and when he saw Qiao Xi coming in, he quickly took out the money from his pocket, "Secretary Qiao, this is the money left after copying, and I will return it to you now." ”

Qiao Xi put the money in his pocket, thought for a while and said, "Chen Feng, you are a little tired, and you will send the leaflets door to door, so that everyone can understand the national poverty alleviation policy." ”

Chen Feng was not ambiguous at all, picked up a stack of leaflets and walked out of the door.

Zhang Shouye came back from outside and frowned, "What are you holding here?" ”

Chen Feng explained: "It was Secretary Qiao who asked me to go to the county to copy the leaflets, and I have to send them door-to-door now. ”

Zhang Shouye picked up a leaflet and looked at it, the analysis of the policies benefiting the people was clear, whether it was cremation or agricultural cooperative medicine, it was a policy that he did not implement, looking at the above analysis, Zhang Shouye's face was ugly, and he felt that it was because he prevented the development of the whole village.

He muttered, and when he entered the village committee, he said to Qiao Xi: "Secretary Qiao, did you ask Xiao Chen to copy these leaflets?" Aren't you wasting money? Half of the people in our village don't know how to read, who do you give the leaflets to? ”

"Old village chief, isn't there anyone else who can understand?" Qiao Xi turned his head and told Chen Feng to say: "When handing out leaflets to everyone, let them circulate it among themselves, and let the literate people tell the illiterate people." It's about their daily lives, and I think everyone will read it carefully. ”

Zhang Shouye looked at the two stacks of village leaflets on the table, and wanted to say something with a gloomy face, Chen Feng, who was standing at the door, said: "Old village chief, the money for this copy was paid by Secretary Qiao himself, and he didn't spend the money in the village." ”

Zhang Shouye hummed sullenly, sat on the chair and lit the eye bag pot, and sucked hard.

Zhang Shouye's words just now reminded Qiao Xi, she thought about it, turned on the village loudspeaker at a table, and began to broadcast.

The common people may not be literate, but she is literate, she can read to them, and patiently explained the contents of the leaflet several times.

As Qiao Xi thought, the leaflets sent out are closely related to his own life, and there are indeed many people who are illiterate, but they will go to other people to ask, plus Qiao Xi has broadcast it several times in a row, and the whole village is talking about the policy of benefiting the people on the leaflet.

At about eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Xi returned to her residence, Qian Xifeng was waiting for her at the door of her house, followed by a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man with glasses.

"Secretary Qiao, this is my nephew Ma Changfeng." Qian Xifeng glanced at Ma Changfeng as he introduced.

She and Ma Changfeng were carrying things in their hands, including noodles, peanut oil and spices, which Qiao Xi dragged her to buy.

Ma Changfeng walked over with a smile and laughed: "Secretary Qiao, it's great to see you, my aunt praised you at home, saying that you used to graduate from a famous university, so I have time to learn more from you." ”

Qiao Xi responded politely, opened the lock with the key, invited the two people to walk in, put the things in their hands in the kitchen, and led them into the back room.

"Sit down!" She went to pour two glasses of water, turned her head to look at Qian Xifeng, who was a little restrained, and said, "Sister Qian, is there something wrong with you coming here?" ”

Qian Xifeng glanced at Ma Changfeng a few times, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Secretary Qiao, I won't hide it from you, I'm here for my nephew." Isn't there a school under construction in our village? I listened to the village chief's tone, and the teacher who taught would be selected from the village. My nephew has also studied for a few years, and he has been working in a large company in the city before, so he has some knowledge, do you think he can come to the school to teach? ”

Ma Changfeng straightened up a few points on the chair, unbuttoned one of the buttons of his shirt, and cleared his throat, "I also think it's still possible to teach some little kids." ”

This kind of indifferent attitude made Qiao Xi a little displeased, and frowned and asked, "Mr. Ma, what is your academic background?" ”

Ma Changfeng hesitated and said with a smile: "I went to junior high school, if it weren't for the urgent matter at home, I would have graduated from college by now." Later, I worked in a large company in the city, which was also self-taught, and I sat as a sales manager, and my ability was still very good......"

When Ma Changfeng was still praising himself proudly, Qiao Xi had already interrupted him impatiently.

"I'm sorry, but you're not a good fit to be a teacher at our school!"

The culture of junior high school, or the sales work she does, is full of exaggeration, how can she put her child in his hands?

What she needs is a teacher who loves her children, teaches them knowledge, and teaches them how to behave.