Chapter 115: Huaping Village

So, under the leadership of Village Chief Ma, the group came to a house in the middle of the village.

It's a bit inappropriate to say it's a house.

Because the building in front of me is already in disrepair at first glance, and even the gate is already dilapidated and cannot be closed, so it can only be erected diagonally to the side.

After entering the gate, there is a classroom in a room directly opposite the house, and more than a dozen students are sitting in it.

There are also two relatively low buildings next to it, one that can be seen as the teacher's office, and the other that looks like a kitchen.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuo looked at Village Chief Ma and asked:

"Our school looks like it's not too young, right?"

Village Chief Ma smiled bitterly:

"It's not short, it's very long!

This was originally the ancestral hall of our village, and now it has a history of nearly 100 years.

When we first started the school, we couldn't find a suitable place and didn't have the money to build a new house, so we arranged it here. ”

Sun Xiaoyu couldn't help frowning when he heard this:

"Almost a hundred years? It's all a dilapidated house now!

Can the children be safed from their classes here? ”

Village Chief Ma sighed helplessly:

"Well, you can only pay attention to safety as much as possible. Generally, when it is rainy and windy, schools are closed to avoid accidents. Generally speaking, it's fine. ”

Listening to Village Chief Ma's helpless words. Zhao Zhuo and Sun Xiaoyu have mixed tastes in their hearts.

Zhao Zhuo suddenly asked:

"Village Chief Ma, can we go into the classroom and have a look?"

Village Chief Ma nodded:

"No problem. Let's go, I'll take you inside. ”

With that, the three of them walked in.

The classroom is not small, but there are only a dozen students and a teacher sitting in it.

What's even more surprising is that the dozen or so students also seem to be of different ages.

The eldest one is obviously in his teens, while the younger one is only seven or eight years old.

Zhao Zhuo couldn't help asking:

"Village Chief Ma, the students are so old, how did they go to class together?"

Before Village Chief Ma could speak, the teacher on the side noticed Zhao Zhuo and Sun Xiaoyu, and walked over and replied:

"We divide the students into different age groups and then have separate classes.

For example, I was just teaching math to these three students in the sixth grade, and after the lecture, I assigned the practice problems, and then went to the first and second grades next to me to give the text. ”

After the teacher answered Zhao Zhuo's doubts, Village Chief Ma introduced:

"This is the only teacher in our school, Mr. Qi."

Hearing Teacher Qi's introduction, Sun Xiaoyu asked with a little surprise:

"You mean you're the only teacher in our school?"

Teacher Qi nodded helplessly:

"Yes, I'm alone, I've been teaching here for several years.

Because we are not recognized as a village-run primary school, there is no salary, and few people can persevere. ”

It turned out that this Teacher Qi was actually voluntary labor in class, and he had no money at all!

Hearing this, Sun Xiaoyu frowned:

"Then why not let the kids go to the school in town? I remember that every town in Zhushan County has a primary school and a junior high school. ”

When Teacher Qi heard this question, he subconsciously looked outside, and then said with a wry smile:

"The location of our Huaping Village is so remote that even if the children go to the nearest town, they have to walk for three hours on the mountain road, which is not realistic at all.

On the one hand, I have classes close to home, and on the other hand, I can cook a meal at noon, so that the burden on the children's family is less. ”

It turned out that the kitchen next to the classroom was the place where Teacher Qi used to cook for the children.

Teacher Qi's words are not an exaggeration at all.

After all, one less mouth to eat at home can save a lot of food.

When Zhao Zhuo heard this, he couldn't help but ask:

"Then Mr. Qi, what is your usual source of income?"

Teacher Qi replied lightly:

"In addition to classes, I still have a few acres of land to grow a lot of food. Coupled with the vegetable garden next to the classroom, as well as some subsidies from the village and donations from the villagers, it can almost be maintained anyway. ”

Village Chief Ma sighed and added:

"Teacher Qi can be said to have broken his heart for the sake of these children in our village. So much so that people who are almost forty years old now can't even find a wife. ”

Teacher Qi waved his hand when he heard this:

"My own problems are okay, mainly because the school conditions are too difficult, and many families do not send their children to school in order to have an extra labor force.

You see, there are only a dozen people sitting in such a large classroom.

If you add up all the school-age students in our village, there must be thirty or forty people!

In other words, at least two-thirds of students don't have the opportunity to go to school at all. ”

The more Mr. Qi spoke, the more excited he became, and even some danced.

In fact, this is the true portrayal of many poor areas.

The poorer the place, the less education is valued.

On the other hand, the less education is valued, the poorer it becomes, and this is an unsolvable cycle.

And the reason why Mr. Qi is so excited is because he saw this truth. He didn't do anything for himself, all for the children of Huaping Village.

Listening to the descriptions of Teacher Qi and Village Chief Ma, Zhao Zhuo and Sun Xiaoyu couldn't help but fall into silence.

Zhao Zhuo hadn't learned about such a thing before, so he was a little shocked.

Although Sun Xiaoyu has been in contact with many poor villages before, it is also rare to encounter something as difficult as Huaping Village.

Therefore, when the two of them looked at such a scene, they couldn't help but ponder silently.

After being silent for a while, Zhao Zhuo suddenly raised his head:

"Teacher Qi, what are you eating at noon today?"

Hearing this, Teacher Qi was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhao Zhuo to ask such a question.

Then he replied:

"As usual, potatoes and pickles."

Huaping Village is located deep in the mountains, and potatoes are the main crop, and they are also the staple food that people here eat at every meal.

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"When we came, we brought a lot of food, and I asked the children to give a share and stop cooking at noon.

Let's find a place, sit down and have a good chat, and see how we can solve the problems faced by the school. ”

Sun Xiaoyu also nodded and agreed:

"Yes, at least we have to change the learning environment for the children, and we can't keep teaching in such a safe place. Also, bring the children who work at home back to the classroom.

If Huaping Village continues like this, the children's education will not be able to keep up, and the poverty situation will only continue. ”

Hearing the words of the two, Teacher Qi and Village Chief Ma glanced at each other, and they both saw a huge surprise in each other's eyes.