I am a farmer in the countryside, and I became famous by teaching cute babies Chinese culture

"Teacher Gu, what are you... talking about?"

Gu Qing realized that the village chief's hearing might not be very good, so he smiled and repeated his words without caring:

"Village Chief, I have no problem with that. I agree."

The village chief thought for two seconds and asked, "Have you really thought it through, Teacher Gu?"

This is not the village chief's nagging. This matter may not be as simple as the young female teacher thinks...

Visiting to help the poor is not just about handing money directly to people, there are many things to pay attention to.

If you go there directly, some people who are shy may refuse you directly, and some people may even complain that the monthly poverty alleviation amount is too small.

If this happened to an ordinary person, it would probably be enough of a headache. It would be the same for several village cadres, let alone a young man like Gu Qing.

Gu Qing smiled casually as usual. She knew the worries in the village chief's heart, but she was not too worried. Since the village chief and the village committee were busy and asked her for help, she would still help out because of her care over the past month.

Although he has made great contributions to this village, just giving some talents to the children in the school is already a great merit.

But the surrounding villagers and the village committee were just as nice to her.

A few months ago, when she was tidying up her residence and wanted to renovate it into a back garden, the village committee found countless workers to help her with the chores.

Although there were countless strange and bizarre civil engineering props in his system warehouse, Gu Qing still did not refuse the help of the village committee.

After all, I will be lying here for a long time in the future. It is said that there is love only when there is something. It is good to have more interactions with people around. At least it will be beneficial rather than harmful to Gu Qing's life here.

Gu Qing handled neighborhood relations very well.

She also kept this in mind, so it was time for Gu Qing to help.

Under the complicated gaze of Village Chief Guan, Gu Qing and he walked into the office.

Principal Guan nags a few more times, confirming once again that Gu Qing is indeed serious, and then he takes out a list that he has compiled.

Among them is a list of poor households in the village.

He then looked at Gu Qing for a second, paused and said slowly:

"Teacher Gu, if there is nothing else, you can go back first and come over tomorrow."

Gu Qing took the list and looked at it carefully. It detailed the home addresses of the poor households, their current poverty situation, and the family’s personnel situation...it was very detailed.

The list was drawn in a table with a ruler, and the words in the table were handwritten in a ballpoint pen. The handwriting was very careful and vigorous, and it looked like it had been written for a long time.

Gu Qing didn’t have time to look at it carefully. He folded it and carefully put it into the system warehouse.

Of course, from the village chief’s perspective, Gu Qing simply put the list into his handbag.

Gu Qing understood the village chief's intention in doing this, which was to let him know in advance the situation of the people he needed help with.

Village Chief Guan nodded solemnly once again. When Gu Qing was about to turn around, he thought for a moment and whispered:

"Thank you."

Gu Qing nodded silently, raised his hand over his shoulder and waved.

Left the office.

She admitted that the usually strict village chief Guan had been very good to her, at least much better than Gu Qing had imagined.

Based on this alone, Gu Qing thought to himself that he had to get this thing done.

On the other side of the campus.

on the stadium.

Bai Minglun did dozens of standard pull-ups on the pull-up bar.

The sun shines over the lush green grass of the football field.

At this moment, at the edge of the playground, a half-grown child was squatting in the shadows, with his little head buried between his arms.

His shoulders twitched from time to time, but Bai Minglun didn't notice that he was practicing by himself in the live broadcast room.

The child continued to cry, and in the end he simply looked at the school fence for a moment...

A few minutes later, Bai Minglun changed his posture and glanced over the guardrail, but there was nothing there.

In the office at this time.

Zhao Yiyi was still flipping through the students' drawings one by one.

Sometimes she smiled with satisfaction, and sometimes when she saw a certain painting, she would be speechless and then frown.

The comments in the live broadcast room were also often silent.

Finally, in Zhao Yiyi's silence, Gu Qing opened the office door.

Holding two cups of milk tea that he got from somewhere, he placed one of them next to Zhao Yiyi.

Sat at his workstation.

Looking at Zhao Yiyi who was a little wilted, Gu Qing poked her with his backhand. Zhao Yiyi moved to the side, and Gu Qing moved closer and also looked at the painting on the table.

Some of them have planes, tanks and other things drawn on them, things that they should draw at their age, but these look like they were drawn by little boys.

Some of the paintings feature fairies in tiny skirts, and the paper is all pink, which looks very cute.

Gu Qingxin said that since she had nothing to do, it would be interesting to take a look at the paintings drawn by these little kids.

Gu Qing and Zhao Yiyi commented on them one by one. This time, after Gu Qing appeared in the live broadcast room, he paid special attention to the gifts in the room.

Eh? She was a little surprised that Li Hengjue didn't show up today.

She actually felt a little...? Lost?

Then Gu Qing immediately became alert. How could she have such an idea? If she had such an idea, wouldn't she become a so-called "bad woman"! ?

The next second, Gu Qing accidentally glanced at the stack of drawing paper that Zhao Yiyi had placed beside her. She asked with some confusion:

"Yiyi, what is this?"

Zhao Yiyi turned her head, took a look, and said softly:

"Sister Gu Qing, these paintings...are not very good..."

Gu Qing took the paintings with some doubts, and then fell into silence.

......

At the same time in City A.

Li Hengjue returned to his residence. The moment he entered the door, he was petrified.

Looking at my good sister Li Qingyuan who was lying on the sofa with her legs crossed, she was now gracefully wearing a short-sleeved hot shirt and a thin blanket covering her lower abdomen.

She was looking at her phone with a smile on her face at this moment, and the smile on her lips never faded.

Li Hengjue carefully put away the motorcycle helmet in his hand and laughed loudly:

"Li Qingyuan! Why are you here? How the hell did you get up here?"

Li Qingyuan was startled by the sudden noise and almost threw her phone away.

She was so angry that she grabbed a Q-version motorcycle-shaped pillow on the sofa and threw it directly at Li Hengjue:

"Get lost! You have no manners, why don't you knock before entering?!"

Li Hengjue was so angry that he shivered. He held on to the shoe cabinet beside him to avoid falling down. The veins on his head jumped and he shouted loudly towards the stairs not far away:

“Peppa, Peppa!!!”