"He seemed to be crying."

Tang Qinqin whispered to Song Yuanze's ear and said.

I didn't notice that the ears she had just come into close contact with instantly turned red.

Song Yuanze blinked a little uncomfortably, his heart was like a deer crashing, and his heart was beating loudly.

"What do you look at me, let you see the village chief!" After realizing it, he felt the scorching gaze that had been falling on him, Tang Qinqin was ashamed and annoyed, and glared at him angrily.

The villagers who heard the loudspeaker came to the village one after another to gather.

How to distribute the items is the business of the village chief, and it is difficult for "outsiders" to interfere, so the two of them stand aside with the truck driver and act as mascots, only waiting for the village chief to finish his speech and then work part-time porters to move the items on the truck.

The little old man looked very slippery, but his prestige in the village was not small, he only coughed lightly with his hands behind his back, and the chattering and lively discussion meeting below came to an abrupt end, and they all looked up obediently and looked forward.

After briefly explaining the situation, the little old man waved his hand to signal the meeting to end, and the old people lined up in an orderly manner.

The mascot trio was amazed to watch.

Tang Qinqin noticed that although these left-behind old people looked relatively thin and dressed in ordinary clothes, they were all very energetic, even if they were physically disabled, they all had a happy smile on their faces.

Well? Was their arrival so happy for these old people, or was it the wrong way to open it?

I know with my toes that this full spirit is not condensed in a moment.

This can only show that even if this is a village that lacks the vitality of young people, even if it is far behind the living standard of the fast-growing town, and even if there are still all kinds of deficiencies here, the old people in this village, their spiritual life is rich, they have vitality, energy, faith, and their existence has broken the inherent impression of the three of them on the elderly left behind in the countryside.

I couldn't help but look at the little old man who was looking proud at the moment, I really couldn't see that under the appearance of this "greedy money", there was actually a lot of ability, and he was a popular one.

Song Yuanze stood aside, the old people in front of him made him feel familiar and friendly, and after observing with doubts for a while, he finally understood where this strange familiarity came from.

These old people are most likely their senior comrades-in-arms, and most of them still retain the memories and habits of the army green that was once full of blood and glory.

The backbone that can't be bent even if the years go by, the clear and sharp eyes, and the inadvertently revealed standing posture......

He couldn't help but look back and find the figure of the village chief.

This seemingly thin and thin little old man is actually not simple.

A few frolicking children ran over and watched the bustle with wide eyes and curiosity.

They are also thin, but they are much plump compared to these old people.

It's clear that they're a bunch of naughty bags that have been made in heaven and earth, and they've been taken care of more.

However, Tang Qinqin subconsciously looked at his mobile phone, and looked up at the bright-eyed child beside him suspiciously.

"Hey, kids, are you on school holidays?"

The reason why school-age children who are just going to school do not appear in class, Tang Qinqin first thought of this.

The little boy, who was as tall as Tang Qinqin's waist, blinked innocently at Tang Qinqin and did not speak.

He was a good and obedient boy, and the village chief's uncle could say that he couldn't talk to strangers.

Although this sister in front of her is very beautiful and doesn't look like a bad person.

Tang Qinqin also seemed to be blessed to realize the problem, so he gave up continuing to "embarras" the children, and instead pulled Song Yuanze to find the village chief.

After listening to the inquiry, the little old man squinted his eyes to hide the cunning streamer under his eyes.

However, Song Yuanze saw his small movements and emotions clearly.

He stood beside Tang Qinqin quietly, and most of his eyes were on his girlfriend, looking very harmless.

The little old man quietly glanced at him a few times suspiciously, but he didn't find anything wrong, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, could it be that the sharp gaze that could almost see through people's hearts just now was really not the kid in front of him?

"Actually, there are few dolls in the village who go to school." The little old man's expression was depressed, "The parents of the dolls went to work outside, and few of them were taken with them, and some of them were more fortunate to stay, and they could still follow their grandparents, grandparents, and some could only adapt to independent life as soon as possible, or the big ones took the small ones and depended on each other." ”

As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve where there were no tears.

Tang Qinqin and Song Yuanze couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

This little old man!

"Those who can go to school are all from better families, but you have also seen that in our ravine, the living conditions are like this, how many families can have good conditions? Most of the dolls did not have the opportunity to go to school, or were forced to drop out after a few years of schooling......"

"Now the oldest dolls left behind in the village are twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest is just over one year old, oh, the tall male doll over there is the one-year-old doll's own brother, his parents have gone out to work, he has to take care of his younger brother, and the little sister who has just been weaned."

"In fact, every day, there is a literacy class composed of old men and old ladies who take turns to teach them, after all, knowledge is power, and dolls are the hope of the future. That's all we can do......"

Tang Qinqin, who was sour in his heart, unconsciously reddened his eyes.

Xu is has already invested in his true feelings, and the village chief has really joined the red-eyed team, and even inexplicably, Tang and Song saw that his back had been straight, and they were also slightly hunched.

Even if he had already guessed that the little old man in front of him wanted to play the emotional card to get their wool, the truth was indeed as he said, Tang Qinqin could see the expectation and loss in the eyes of the children around him when the village chief talked about going to school.

As for the little old man's appearance of a wealthy philistine, Tang Qinqin simply couldn't see it, and even faintly felt a little cute in it.

This bad old man is actually just for the benefit of the children in the village.

Although the state and all sectors of society have many support measures and welfare subsidies for the left-behind elderly and children, there are indeed some remote and information-blocked places in our vast territory, where development is lagging behind and educational conditions are backward.

Even the children in Dashan Village who can go to school have to travel long distances every day to study at the only school in the town.

In that school, there were only five or six teachers, including the principal.

The left-behind old people in Dashan Village did not accept their fate, followed the little old man village chief to tinker with handicrafts, with their own efforts, they have supported three school-age dolls to go to the classroom to study, although compared to the number of remaining dolls in the village, but after all, they saw hope.