charming and harmful

On Saturday morning, since it takes 4 hours to travel from school to Dashan, the students who participated in the activity had to gather at the school at 5 o'clock.This activity is only aimed at a few key classes, coupled with the winter climate and the mountain environment, there are only about 30 people who signed up, and most of them are boys.Most of them are aimed at applying for extra points for social practice experience in foreign universities.

Under the orange lights of the playground, the students had already arrived one after another. Qingye was carrying a backpack and was next to Bailizhan.Teng Tiao is too old to join the team, so it is the head teacher of other classes who is in charge of organizing and directing.When the time came, two buses arrived at the school gate on time, and the teachers who led the team directed the students to pack up and set off.

The two buses were driving on the street in the cold night, Qingye looked out the window in the darkness and couldn't see any scenery, so he just tilted his head and leaned on Baili Zhan's shoulder to catch his sleep, but Baili Zhan pushed him away.

However, no matter how many times he pushed it away, Qing Ye would continue to stick to him, his face was incomparably thick, Baili Zhan finally gave up, and leaned his head on the back of the seat to rest.

A long route, with a long four hours.

Baili Zhan woke up when the bright light passed through his eyelids. There was a lot of fog outside the car window, but he could already vaguely see the majestic mountains in front of him. It was obvious that they had already entered the mountains.

Baili Zhan's left shoulder was numb. When he looked sideways, Qingye was still sleeping comfortably, so he had to gently push him awake.

The school bus drove to the end of the road and stopped in an open space. Lianquan Village was deep in the mountains, and there was only a mountain road to go from here.

A group of people packed their bags, carried gifts on their backs, and headed for the rugged mountain road.

The mountain road twisted and spread, and after walking for nearly an hour, I finally saw the figure of Lianquan Village.Lianquan Village is a very small village with only dozens of households and less than a hundred people in the village. Scattered adobe tile houses are scattered at the foot of the mountain between two big mountains.

The villagers seemed to know that there would be students coming today, and they all stood at the largest mountain pass in the village and looked out.The teachers first went forward to communicate with the person in charge of the village. Qing Ye looked around and found that the village was indeed almost full of elderly people in their sixtieth year, plus some children.Under the leadership of the teachers, they began to distribute gifts to the old people.

The old people were very happy, with smiles all over their faces, and they were reluctant to leave even after receiving the gifts. It may be that there are rarely so many guests in this deep mountain, or seeing the energetic students think of their days outside. child.

Qingye had just finished distributing a plush quilt and a bag of oatmeal to an old man, when an old lady next to him suddenly squeezed in front of him, holding a banana covered with black spots, and went straight to his hand hand over.The old woman was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, her gray silver hair was hidden under an old military cap, her sun-tanned face was covered with wrinkles, but her eyes were piercing, staring eagerly at Qingye.Infected by her gaze, Qingye stretched out his hand to pick it up, but was blocked by Bailizhan next to him.

After Baili Zhan pressed Qing Ye's hand down, he gently pushed back the old woman's hand holding the banana, "Grandma, thank you, you can eat." He handed it over, but was finally rejected by Baili Zhan, and handed a bag of whole grain powder and some warm clothes to her mother-in-law.

After the old lady finally left, Qing Ye blushed and walked behind Baili Zhan, "I...I took it because she wanted to give it to me, not because she wanted to eat..."

Baili Zhan turned to look at his embarrassed face, chuckled, "I know."

"You...you are laughing at me."

"I do not have."

"You have it!" Qingye threw his head on Baili Zhan's back angrily.

After distributing the gifts to the old people, the teacher in charge of the team directed the students to stand in groups, each group of 6 people, and began to assign tasks.The few girls were divided into one group, and their main task was to chat with the old people, while the boys each had their own tasks.

Qingye Bailizhan and his team were first assigned the task of carrying water. Yes, Qingye had already "pleased" the squad leader before the event. No matter what the task was, he and Baili Zhan were in the same group.

There is a small mountain spring in Lianquan Village, called Lianquan, which is the origin of the name of the village. It supplies water for the whole village, but Lianquan is located on the mountainside of a mountain, two kilometers away from the village, and the mountain road is difficult. Old people have to spend an hour or two every day fetching water.

The six people in the group carried buckets and basins from the old people's homes one after another, and then headed towards the halfway up the mountain.After the dense fog dissipated, wisps of pale golden sunlight sprinkled on the mountain road, it was a rare sunny day.But after all, there was light snow, the grass was wet and the mountain road was muddy. Their shoes and trousers quickly became bad. Fortunately, they were all boys, and they didn’t mind too much. They were young and strong, and they arrived at the mouth of the mountain in just 15 minutes. .

I saw a clear spring flowing out from a gap, forming a small pool on the ground. The water in the pool was clear and bright, the pebbles were shining in it, and the surface of the pool was sparkling. Qingye couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.Thinking of the saying in the book, "The spring is like a deep dew, the taste is sweet, and the entrance is like a triple burner. The cheeks are cool. Tongle Ancient Garden is refreshing, and it’s okay to be tired of drinking at night." He couldn’t help being moved, and immediately took off his gloves and took a small handful to taste. After drinking it, it was cool, but very sweet, and it tasted completely different from the tap water at home. He reached out to hold it again, but Baili Zhan grabbed his wrist.

"Don't drink it, be careful of stomach pain if it's cold."

"But it's really delicious, why don't you try it." Qingye said to him.

"No hurry, there will be some to drink." Baili Zhan picked up the bucket to pick it up after finishing speaking, and glanced at Qingye again, "Put on the gloves."

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As Baili Zhan said, when it was lunch time, they boiled mountain spring water and made instant noodles.Although the old people in the village were very enthusiastic about entertaining them, they were really poor and lacked food, so they were declined by the teachers. They prepared several boxes of instant noodles for the students early.

The students had no objection either. They took their instant noodles and sat on the rocks that could be seen everywhere in the village to eat.Baili Zhan looked around and found that although the village was dilapidated, it was clean everywhere. There were not even gravels on the paths and ground. It seemed that the old people had prepared for their arrival early.

Qingye was holding a bowl of beef noodles with pickled peppers and was just halfway through eating when he suddenly found a small head protruding from the collapsed loess wall beside him. It was a little boy, about five or six years old, with some dirt on his swarthy face. Yuanyuan's eyes were staring at the instant noodles in Qingye's hand.

Didn't he eat it?Qingye raised the instant noodles in his hand to him, "Do you want to eat this?"

The little boy nodded immediately.

Qing Ye wanted to get him a bucket, but when he looked up, he found that the teachers had already removed the instant noodles, so he stood up and moved the instant noodles in his hand to the little boy, "Here, do you want to eat?"

The little boy stared at him blankly for a second, and immediately took it without hesitation.

"It might be a bit spicy, eat it slowly..." Before Qingye finished speaking, the little boy was already gasping for breath, scooping up the noodles in two or three strokes, and gurgling the soup all at once. drink up.After eating, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, handed the empty instant noodle bucket back to Qingye, said thank you in a low voice, then hurriedly turned and ran away.

"Wait a minute—" Qingye called to stop him.

The little boy turned back suspiciously, Qingye fumbled in his pocket, and grabbed a handful of candy, "Here, here you are." The little boy's eyes lit up immediately, and after taking it with both hands, he whispered thank you.Qingye patted his head happily. Although he didn't like candy himself, using candy to coax children was the most effective.

After lunch, Qingye and his team began to fetch water halfway up the mountain. They didn't fill the tanks of every household in the village until after 3 o'clock in the afternoon.Then I took another task, went to the mountain to cut dead wood branches, and prepared firewood for the old people to welcome the heavy snow.

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It was Qingye's first time to hold a hatchet, but he was no stranger to it. He chopped the dead branches with a crackling sound, and soon the ground was covered with branches as soon as he raised the knife.The branches that Baili Zhan had cut were arranged neatly and then bundled up, while Qing Ye's were thrown all over the ground, and Baili Zhan twisted his face before obediently going to the ground to sort out the dead branches.

The six people piled up in one place and couldn't cut much firewood, so they separated and agreed to meet at the foot of the hillside at 6 o'clock in the evening.

Qing Ye was halfway through tidying up, when he suddenly found a little hand in his pile of messy branches. He looked up and saw that it was the little boy who ate his instant noodles at noon.I saw the little boy's expression was shy, but his hands were moving quickly. Is this helping him?It seems that the candy at noon is very useful.

Qing Ye greeted with a smile, "Thank you, little brother, why are you here alone?"

"Her...sheep." The little boy said two words shyly, obviously a little cautious towards strangers.

"Sheep?" Qingye looked behind him curiously, "Where's your sheep?"

"Behind..." the little boy pointed his hand behind him.

Probably somewhere else on the hillside, Qingye couldn't see it anyway, so he asked him again, "Are you herding sheep by yourself?"

The little boy nodded.

"So powerful?" Kiyono was surprised, "How old are you?"

"Six..years old."

"I'll go!" Qingye instantly admired the little boy, and couldn't help but took out a handful of candies from his pocket, "Here you are, you are amazing."

The little boy happily took it, but both hands held Qing Ye's palm together with the candy.

"Huh?" Kiyono looked at him puzzled.

"Big Brother..." the little boy stammered, "Your gloves...are...beautiful..."

Qingye looked down at his leather gloves, "Do you like it?" Then he took it off without hesitation and gave it to this little boy who was the best in his heart.

The little boy happily took the gloves, said "thank you, brother", got up immediately, and ran away without a trace.

Qingye squatted on the ground in a daze for a few seconds, didn't this little boy come to help him pick up firewood?

Kiyono sighed, had no choice but to tie up the firewood himself, and then brandished the hatchet to attack the dead branches.

When the time was almost up, the six-person team brought their fruits of labor and rushed to the foot of the hillside to meet. Qingye’s harvest was not bad, he cut two large bundles, crossed them with a thick branch, and carried them on his shoulders. A bit of Yamano Chaifu's momentum.

The pity is his pair of white hands, the bare skin was reddened by the cold air in the mountains, and there were countless large and small scars drawn by dead branches and thatch.

Qingye was still showing off his achievements, but Bailizhan walked up to him, "Where are your gloves?"

"Ah? It was given to a little boy herding sheep." Qing Ye said.

Baili Zhan wanted to scold him but didn't know how to scold him, so he took off his gloves with a cold face and handed them to Qingye.

Qing Ye refused instead, "No, it's okay, you can wear it when it's so cold."

Baili Zhan ignored him, grabbed his wrist involuntarily, and forced him to put gloves on.

Qingye felt the warmth of the gloves wrapping his hands, looked at Baili Zhan's back in the twilight, and then smiled, the little boy is so good, he swore he would give him another one when he saw him holding candies.

The author has something to say: Welcome to continue watching at 10 o'clock tomorrow night -- "The Story of Dashan"