Text Text_Chapter 922 The countryside with difficult conditions

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Gu Manman couldn't help but be a little worried: "Those children have broken their skin, and their wounds are bleeding and they have to deal with their wounds!" What if you get tetanus? ”

The village chief smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, our children in the countryside are not so delicate!" And they're all used to it. ”

Li Zichen looked solemnly at the mud road and stone road on the ground: "This road has to be repaired." ”

"What did you say?" The village chief didn't seem to understand Li Zichen's words.

Li Zichen shook his head: "It's okay." ”

Gu Manman pursed her lips: "Can you take me to see the school and hospital in the village?" ”

These are the more important places.

School, a place to educate children and give them knowledge.

Hospitals, where children are treated for illnesses and injuries.

The village chief paused: "Hospital? We have such a hospital in this small village! ”

"Then there's always a health center, right?" Gu Zichen asked.

The village chief shook his head again: "No, we don't have a health center here, but there is one in the next village, if we get sick, we have to rush to the next village to see a doctor." ”

"How far?" Gu Zichen continued to ask.

The village chief thought for a moment: "It's about a forty-minute walk." ”

Gu Manman's brows tightened: "Forty minutes? What if you have an emergency and need immediate medical attention? ”

Hearing her question, the village chief fell silent.

It's so far away, and it's not easy to get around.

It would be nice for the richest man in the village to have a cow at home, and it would be impossible to buy a means of transportation.

If they really encountered the situation that Gu Manman said, then they could only try their best to run to the health center, and there was no other way......

You can only wait.

Looking at the silent village chief, Gu Manman could be regarded as understanding.

"There's always a school, take me there."

She changed the subject.

The village chief nodded again and again: "Okay, follow me here." ”

He walked ahead and led Gu Manman and the three to the village school.

"This is the school in our village."

It's more like a school than a utility room.

There are no windows in the wooden room, and I don't know how many years the house has been, the wood has begun to damp, and it is covered with moss, and the whole house is crumbling and shaking.

They watched from the outside, fearing that the house would fall.

However, this is also the best house in the village.

The other houses are either thatched or mud houses, but at least they are wooden houses.

Looking from the outside through the airy windows, the inside is even more shabby.

There was no blackboard, and there was a large black wooden board hanging on the wall in front of the table.

There was a gray-haired woman standing on it, and the woman was holding a white stone of unknown meaning in her hand, and the heavy piece was tightly held in her hand.

She used white stones to write on black wooden boards, and tried her best to teach: "At this time, the word Wang, ang! ”

She writes a very small one, as if to save space.

The board was already full of fonts, and the fonts had not been wiped off, and remained on the black boards.

Offstage, a small room was crowded with children.

The children had no desks and no chairs.

They sat on the ground one after another, and the teacher wrote on the stage with white stones, and they used their fingers to learn the teacher's writing on the sand on the ground.

Because it's sandy, it's easy to get touched.

There were so many people sitting in a room again, and when I accidentally touched the sand, the words I had just written were gone.

If the word is gone, it can only be rewritten.

Despite this, they did not complain at all, writing over and over again.

The village chief walked into the house, and the teacher stopped lecturing: "Village chief." ”

The village chief bowed, "Hmm." ”

Gu Manman entered the house and squatted aside to look at the children who were writing seriously.

Even if the village chief walked in with people, it didn't attract their attention.

They were very serious about their studies, looking at the black planks all the time, and then writing on the sand.

She could clearly see that every child's fingers were dirty.

In the cracks of the nails, there is a lot of sand, which makes people feel distressed when they look at it.

There are also some children whose fingers keep writing on the sand, all scratched and bleeding, and they have not given up yet, and have been sliding on the ground to write.

Gu Manman pursed her lips and couldn't help but gently hold the hand of one of the children.

"Don't write, your hands are all broken and bleeding......"

The child broke free of her hand: "No! I finally came to the next class, and if I didn't take advantage of this opportunity to learn more, I would have to wait until the next time. ”

She was listening in the clouds: "What's next?" What is it that makes it so hard to come to a class? ”

At this time, the village chief walked up to her side and explained to her: "That's the case, the environment in our village is too poor, the conditions are not good, the general volunteer teachers have run away, and no one wants to come here to teach." And we can only go to it ourselves, so there is only one teacher in the village. ”

He was referring to the gray-haired teacher on the stage.

The female teacher looks to be in her sixties, but she is still teaching in such an environment, which is really admirable.

"She was the only one of us who had been in the city for two years, so she became a teacher in our village. Because of physical reasons, and the size of the classroom, in order to ensure fairness and allow every child to attend class, we can only choose the method of children taking turns to attend class. ”

The village chief explained.

Because there are a lot of children in the village, and the room is only so big, only one group of children can come to class at a time.

Children who finish attending classes will have to wait for other children who have not attended classes before they can continue to be in line.

Therefore, in general, every child has to wait for two or three days after the class before continuing the class.

And the teacher is also old, usually for an hour, you have to rest for more than ten minutes.

So, in this way, the progress is also very slow.

And the female teacher has been in school for two years, so she hasn't learned much.

She can only teach her children everything she has learned, and nothing else.

After hearing this, Gu Manman was finally able to understand why these children would rather have broken fingers than continue to practice writing.

She gritted her teeth, "In that case, why not build a big school and then let all children have the opportunity to go to school!" ”

"Well, we want to too! But you can also see the situation in our village, if we have this condition, of course we want every child to go to school! ”

The village chief sighed lightly, a little worried: "Recently, Tang Xiaohong's physical condition is not very good, she is coughing every day, I let her rest and rest, but she just wants to come to teach." ”

"At the beginning, she clearly said that she would take three days of classes and one day off, but she didn't comply. She is teaching the children every day, and she is really a great benefactor in our village! It is also a great benefactor of children! ”

Tang Xiaohong is the white-haired female teacher who has been lecturing on the stage.