Teacher, she snatched my milk tea! + Extra
Chapter 37
Everyone is very curious about the chairman and the propaganda minister. Hearing him mention it, the fire of gossip was burning in his eyes. He was about to ask for more gossip, but Chen Lian quickly interrupted with a smile, "Senior, stop joking , so many of our female compatriots will live here for a few days, senior, can you find a place for us?"
Fang Mingzhi stroked the stubble on his chin and said in thought, "There are so many people, we can only find the village head and ask him to arrange for you to stay at the homes of various village households."
It was the time of the national migration during the Chinese New Year, but the young people in the village who went out to work were unwilling to come back, so many houses were empty.
Ji Xiran, Wen Xinyan, Qi Zhiying and Zhutang were assigned to a mother-in-law's house. When they went over to disturb them with their suitcases, they saw a hunchbacked grandmother wearing navy blue clothes and a little girl with two braids. Leaning under an old pine tree.
The village chief must have told the old and the young that they would come to stay here. Seeing them, the little girl timidly hid behind her grandma, and mumbled, "Grandma, the sisters are here."
"Hey, good." Granny is getting old, her eyes are not clear enough, she didn't see them clearly until they got close, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and she enthusiastically pulled them into the house built with thatch.
Grandma is a native of the village. In the early years, in order to raise children, she carried coal for others on the mountain road for money. When she got old, she was left with illnesses all over her body, and her waist could not be straightened no matter what.The little girl is six and a half years old this year. Her father went to the city to do construction and rarely returned home. When her mother was working in a plastic weaving factory, she accidentally got her hand caught in an industrial fan. She lost a lot of blood and passed away just three months ago.
Grandma went to boil water and cook for them. I don't know if it's because they lived in a place where dead people lived. The bed and house smelled musty. Zhu Tang and Qi Zhiying held their breath and didn't really want to live here.
Ji Xiran is also very remorseful in her heart, you said she was kicked in the head by a donkey, isn't it good to eat and drink spicy food at home, she has to go to this place to suffer.
When the three of them looked around aimlessly, Wen Xinyan sat on a small stool made of tree stumps with her six and a half year old girl in her arms, and asked her slowly.
How old are you, do you go to school, can you sing?
Her voice is very gentle, and her expression is extremely gentle.It was the bone-crushing tenderness when she smiled at her before.
The little girl was very shy, and at first she shrank and bowed her head and dared not speak, but Wen Xinyan coaxed her patiently, took out the dried meat, melon seeds and sugar stuffed in at some time from the pocket of her cotton-padded jacket, touched her head, and coaxed her gently she.
After a while, the little girl fell in love with her very much. She hugged her neck and did not let go, while reciting digital poems with her in a childish voice.
Once going two or three miles, there are four or five houses in Yancun.There are six or seven pavilions with eighty or ninety flowers.
Ji Xiran watched them silently, and Zhu Tang and Qi Zhiying, who were still whispering, also slowly shut up.The three of them stood for a while before Qi Zhiying said with emotion, "Wen Xinyan deserves to be the famous beauty in the school who is a iceberg when she doesn't smile, and a snow lotus when she smiles. She is so gentle and considerate, I don't know who will be taken advantage of in the future."
Yes, I don't know who will be cheaper in the future.
Chapter 30
In the early years, there was a big debate about whether to take care of and help the poor.
Some people think that what we said at the beginning is to get rich first and then get rich later, and since we have said it, we must do it.
Some people think that the reason why the poor are poor is because they are lazy and lazy, because they have bad habits, because they are pedantic in thinking, so they deserve what they deserve. people.
Ji Xiran used to think that the latter point of view was correct. The reason why the poor are poor is because they have bad habits, because they have the original sin of being poor.
But when he really went to such a small mountain village and really experienced their life, Ji Xiran couldn't say such words.
People who stand in the perspective of God will always easily tell others what is wrong.
It's like a blind person who doesn't understand why people spend money to light lamps.
A person who can spend hundreds of dollars to drink morning tea will not understand why someone can risk their lives to gather herbs on a cliff hundreds of meters high for a few hundred dollars.
Ji Xiran had just stayed in Songzhang Village for one night, and was shocked by the life here.
For example, the grandma's family they were staying with ate coarse salt that had been sun-dried from the top of the mountain. The family had no money to buy rice and vegetables, so they exchanged wild vegetables for bran with others, and ate dried toon in spring The leaves of the tree are eaten with vegetables.
It was the first time for Ji Xiran to eat this kind of vegetable. The rough bran, in the rural areas a little north, was used to feed the pigs after threshing millet.
People here survive by eating this.
Grandma's family has no money to install electric lights, no candles, only a kerosene lamp made from a broken bowl.But a few people consciously went to bed early at night in order to save money for grandma.
Qi Zhiying and Zhu Tang hated being upright, and they obviously disliked it so much that they fell asleep as soon as their heads touched the bed.
Ji Xiran felt a little queasy with his book on his pillow, and couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning several times.
She thought about a lot of things in a daze, but felt like she wasn't thinking about anything. Even though her body was on the bed, her soul didn't seem to be her own anymore, and she didn't know where she flew to.
Early the next morning, she got up from bed, yawning profusely.The dark circles under her eyes are so heavy that people think she came to cosplay a giant panda.
Seeing her like this, Chen Lian asked worriedly, "Xixi, are you not used to life here?"
"No, it's just that I was a little chuang last night." Ji Xiran waved his hands, not wanting to make himself a drag.
Chen Lian sighed and patted her face, "Don't force yourself too much, your body is the most important thing."
"Minister, I should give this to you." Ji Xiran looked at Chen Lian's bloodshot eyes, "If you stay up late, you will die suddenly!"
"Okay, okay, let's be bastards against mung beans, don't talk about anyone."
Chen Lian surrendered and led them to join Fang Mingzhi and his group of boys. We all went to the dilapidated classroom closest to the village. It was almost New Year's Eve, and there was no holiday there yet.
The children in Songzhang Village can only go to the sixth grade at most. There are no guidance books here, or even books. Most of the children's knowledge comes from their teachers.
The more things are missing, the more precious they are. The children here like to read, so even if the country stipulates a winter vacation, as long as the school starts, they will come to school no matter it is windy or snowing.
Fang Mingzhi divided them into two groups and brought them into the classroom. One group taught the older children who were already sensible, and the other group taught the five or six-year-old children who knew nothing.
Many people who come here have never taught others, especially Yi Mo, who was ignorant in high school, dyed her hair, got tattoos, smoked and drank, got into fights, threatened others, all the things that bad students would do, She cleaned everything, so when she stood on the three-foot podium made of yellow clay, facing many children staring at her with clear eyes, seeing their clean eyes and red faces, she My eye sockets felt a little hot for some reason.
After standing on the stage for a long time, I choked up and said, "I'm not a good student. When you grow up, don't imitate me. You must study hard, you know?"
Ji Xiran was sitting at the bottom, not knowing what kind of person she was before, but seeing her crying so badly, she felt that she must be a soft-hearted girl.
She taught Chinese to the third-grade children by herself, and took them to learn the lesson "Painting Carambola".
She had just finished reading that carambola might be a five-pointed star, when a child with frostbite on her face weakly raised her hand and asked, "Teacher, what is carambola, is it a peach? But how could a peach be a five-pointed star?" ?”
Ji Xiran was questioned, she had cut carambola herself, she understood the reason, but the children here have never seen anything, how could they understand?
The thirst for knowledge in the eyes of the girl with chilblain was so strong, it somehow reminded her of Wen Xinyan.
One evening self-study in the first year of high school, when she was helping the class teacher to sort out the files of all the students in the class, she accidentally saw that her file said, Jinyu County.
It is one of the well-known impoverished counties in the country. The entire county is surrounded by mountains, and 90.00% of the people in the county live below food and clothing.When she and her mother passed by on a trip, they had seen how hard the lives of the people there were.
The three-year-old child wanted to eat snacks and the family couldn't afford them, so she had to follow a couple and pick up the fruit stones they threw away.
Taste the fruit core in your mouth for a while, and you will not lose it. You will carefully put the fruit core without pulp in your body pocket.Her mother told her at the time that the child was sensible, took the core back, smashed the kernels inside, and sold it for a few dollars.
Fang Mingzhi stroked the stubble on his chin and said in thought, "There are so many people, we can only find the village head and ask him to arrange for you to stay at the homes of various village households."
It was the time of the national migration during the Chinese New Year, but the young people in the village who went out to work were unwilling to come back, so many houses were empty.
Ji Xiran, Wen Xinyan, Qi Zhiying and Zhutang were assigned to a mother-in-law's house. When they went over to disturb them with their suitcases, they saw a hunchbacked grandmother wearing navy blue clothes and a little girl with two braids. Leaning under an old pine tree.
The village chief must have told the old and the young that they would come to stay here. Seeing them, the little girl timidly hid behind her grandma, and mumbled, "Grandma, the sisters are here."
"Hey, good." Granny is getting old, her eyes are not clear enough, she didn't see them clearly until they got close, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and she enthusiastically pulled them into the house built with thatch.
Grandma is a native of the village. In the early years, in order to raise children, she carried coal for others on the mountain road for money. When she got old, she was left with illnesses all over her body, and her waist could not be straightened no matter what.The little girl is six and a half years old this year. Her father went to the city to do construction and rarely returned home. When her mother was working in a plastic weaving factory, she accidentally got her hand caught in an industrial fan. She lost a lot of blood and passed away just three months ago.
Grandma went to boil water and cook for them. I don't know if it's because they lived in a place where dead people lived. The bed and house smelled musty. Zhu Tang and Qi Zhiying held their breath and didn't really want to live here.
Ji Xiran is also very remorseful in her heart, you said she was kicked in the head by a donkey, isn't it good to eat and drink spicy food at home, she has to go to this place to suffer.
When the three of them looked around aimlessly, Wen Xinyan sat on a small stool made of tree stumps with her six and a half year old girl in her arms, and asked her slowly.
How old are you, do you go to school, can you sing?
Her voice is very gentle, and her expression is extremely gentle.It was the bone-crushing tenderness when she smiled at her before.
The little girl was very shy, and at first she shrank and bowed her head and dared not speak, but Wen Xinyan coaxed her patiently, took out the dried meat, melon seeds and sugar stuffed in at some time from the pocket of her cotton-padded jacket, touched her head, and coaxed her gently she.
After a while, the little girl fell in love with her very much. She hugged her neck and did not let go, while reciting digital poems with her in a childish voice.
Once going two or three miles, there are four or five houses in Yancun.There are six or seven pavilions with eighty or ninety flowers.
Ji Xiran watched them silently, and Zhu Tang and Qi Zhiying, who were still whispering, also slowly shut up.The three of them stood for a while before Qi Zhiying said with emotion, "Wen Xinyan deserves to be the famous beauty in the school who is a iceberg when she doesn't smile, and a snow lotus when she smiles. She is so gentle and considerate, I don't know who will be taken advantage of in the future."
Yes, I don't know who will be cheaper in the future.
Chapter 30
In the early years, there was a big debate about whether to take care of and help the poor.
Some people think that what we said at the beginning is to get rich first and then get rich later, and since we have said it, we must do it.
Some people think that the reason why the poor are poor is because they are lazy and lazy, because they have bad habits, because they are pedantic in thinking, so they deserve what they deserve. people.
Ji Xiran used to think that the latter point of view was correct. The reason why the poor are poor is because they have bad habits, because they have the original sin of being poor.
But when he really went to such a small mountain village and really experienced their life, Ji Xiran couldn't say such words.
People who stand in the perspective of God will always easily tell others what is wrong.
It's like a blind person who doesn't understand why people spend money to light lamps.
A person who can spend hundreds of dollars to drink morning tea will not understand why someone can risk their lives to gather herbs on a cliff hundreds of meters high for a few hundred dollars.
Ji Xiran had just stayed in Songzhang Village for one night, and was shocked by the life here.
For example, the grandma's family they were staying with ate coarse salt that had been sun-dried from the top of the mountain. The family had no money to buy rice and vegetables, so they exchanged wild vegetables for bran with others, and ate dried toon in spring The leaves of the tree are eaten with vegetables.
It was the first time for Ji Xiran to eat this kind of vegetable. The rough bran, in the rural areas a little north, was used to feed the pigs after threshing millet.
People here survive by eating this.
Grandma's family has no money to install electric lights, no candles, only a kerosene lamp made from a broken bowl.But a few people consciously went to bed early at night in order to save money for grandma.
Qi Zhiying and Zhu Tang hated being upright, and they obviously disliked it so much that they fell asleep as soon as their heads touched the bed.
Ji Xiran felt a little queasy with his book on his pillow, and couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning several times.
She thought about a lot of things in a daze, but felt like she wasn't thinking about anything. Even though her body was on the bed, her soul didn't seem to be her own anymore, and she didn't know where she flew to.
Early the next morning, she got up from bed, yawning profusely.The dark circles under her eyes are so heavy that people think she came to cosplay a giant panda.
Seeing her like this, Chen Lian asked worriedly, "Xixi, are you not used to life here?"
"No, it's just that I was a little chuang last night." Ji Xiran waved his hands, not wanting to make himself a drag.
Chen Lian sighed and patted her face, "Don't force yourself too much, your body is the most important thing."
"Minister, I should give this to you." Ji Xiran looked at Chen Lian's bloodshot eyes, "If you stay up late, you will die suddenly!"
"Okay, okay, let's be bastards against mung beans, don't talk about anyone."
Chen Lian surrendered and led them to join Fang Mingzhi and his group of boys. We all went to the dilapidated classroom closest to the village. It was almost New Year's Eve, and there was no holiday there yet.
The children in Songzhang Village can only go to the sixth grade at most. There are no guidance books here, or even books. Most of the children's knowledge comes from their teachers.
The more things are missing, the more precious they are. The children here like to read, so even if the country stipulates a winter vacation, as long as the school starts, they will come to school no matter it is windy or snowing.
Fang Mingzhi divided them into two groups and brought them into the classroom. One group taught the older children who were already sensible, and the other group taught the five or six-year-old children who knew nothing.
Many people who come here have never taught others, especially Yi Mo, who was ignorant in high school, dyed her hair, got tattoos, smoked and drank, got into fights, threatened others, all the things that bad students would do, She cleaned everything, so when she stood on the three-foot podium made of yellow clay, facing many children staring at her with clear eyes, seeing their clean eyes and red faces, she My eye sockets felt a little hot for some reason.
After standing on the stage for a long time, I choked up and said, "I'm not a good student. When you grow up, don't imitate me. You must study hard, you know?"
Ji Xiran was sitting at the bottom, not knowing what kind of person she was before, but seeing her crying so badly, she felt that she must be a soft-hearted girl.
She taught Chinese to the third-grade children by herself, and took them to learn the lesson "Painting Carambola".
She had just finished reading that carambola might be a five-pointed star, when a child with frostbite on her face weakly raised her hand and asked, "Teacher, what is carambola, is it a peach? But how could a peach be a five-pointed star?" ?”
Ji Xiran was questioned, she had cut carambola herself, she understood the reason, but the children here have never seen anything, how could they understand?
The thirst for knowledge in the eyes of the girl with chilblain was so strong, it somehow reminded her of Wen Xinyan.
One evening self-study in the first year of high school, when she was helping the class teacher to sort out the files of all the students in the class, she accidentally saw that her file said, Jinyu County.
It is one of the well-known impoverished counties in the country. The entire county is surrounded by mountains, and 90.00% of the people in the county live below food and clothing.When she and her mother passed by on a trip, they had seen how hard the lives of the people there were.
The three-year-old child wanted to eat snacks and the family couldn't afford them, so she had to follow a couple and pick up the fruit stones they threw away.
Taste the fruit core in your mouth for a while, and you will not lose it. You will carefully put the fruit core without pulp in your body pocket.Her mother told her at the time that the child was sensible, took the core back, smashed the kernels inside, and sold it for a few dollars.
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