Biquge

Although he did not personally participate in this donation and scholarship activity in his hometown, Wang Yong has been paying attention to the progress of the matter and has taken the initiative to help Wang Qian solve many troubles.

This time, the Mid-Season Charity Fund donated three teaching buildings, six school canteens with restaurants, six microcomputer rooms, and six libraries for children in mountain schools.

The total investment is not much. Many material suppliers, especially local workers, take the initiative to pay for money or lose money, which makes the foundation's capital investment a lot less than the budget.

There are also local students and parents who will take the initiative to do volunteer work on the construction site whenever they have free time, which greatly shortens the construction period but reduces the wages.

About a week later, the general matter of this donation and scholarship activity was determined. The rest was left by the foundation staff to be responsible for supervising the construction and paying the corresponding funds. Wang Qian was relieved of this matter.

So, Wang Qian, who realized that she had done something great, left behind and ran to Banshan Village to harass Wang Yong, the second brother. When he came, Wang Yong's leisurely and comfortable life was over.

Every morning when I wake up, the girl will come over with the diligent Wenwen, who is so busy that she shouts and screams at the breakfast that Wang Yong wants to have the night before, regardless of the difference between men and women. She is swaying, and two big beauties rushed into Wang Yong's bedroom directly with the indulgence of her godmother and Yuanyuan with smiles.

Next was a big melee. Although Wang Yong won every time and successfully suppressed two girls who were disobedient to discipline, he was also frustrated and couldn't feel sleepy at all.

"No. If this continues, I will lose weight in two days!"

After another big melee, Wang Yong lay on the bed and said to his godmother who walked in to comfort him, "Wenwen's daughter, do you think you are so obedient child? But when you got with Wang Qian, look at how crazy you are? Don't you care?"

After hearing his son's dissatisfaction with him, Liu Hui was not dissatisfied with anything. She stood by the bed with a smile and looked at him, and then helped him tidy up the messy clothes and hair that were caused by the battle with the two demons Wang Qian and Wenwen.

"You! Get up and have dinner quickly. Wenwen specially bought you a hand-catch cake at the Xiaozhai Street at the entrance of the village today. It's still hot now! Pick it up and eat it quickly, don't let your daughter down."

"Really? My daughter is the most caring person. She knows to respect her godfather and doesn't love her in vain."

While talking, Wang Yong turned over and got up. He put on a pair of slippers and ran outside. It seemed that breakfast became really cold after a while.

When I arrived at the living room, I ignored my wife who was about to take Wenwen to school. Wang Qian, who was sitting on the sofa and sulking alone because she was defeated again, sat on the sofa, picked up the hand on it and grabbed the cake, and took a bite.

“Is it delicious?”

Wang Qian almost gritted her teeth and said this sentence, her hands stretched into the air. When she was about to grab one of Wang Yong's ears, she suddenly stopped. It was like a pause, and it was frozen in an instant.

Wang Yong didn't bother with her. Now he was all concerned about the cake in his hand and the bowl of tofu on the coffee table.

That bowl of tofu brain is really good. Although it is one dollar more expensive than other people's, it is definitely real. It is not adulterated and is deeply loved by all villagers in Banshan Village.

To this end, the street vendor Xiao and his wife from the mountainous area of ​​Guizhou, who made tofu brain, were also approved by the villagers' conference. They provided them with a free old yard for the villagers in the village, allowing them to make bean products in the village.

After every household in the village was not short of money, their requirements for dietary safety and taste became increasingly urgent.

There is no need to consider safety. Every family eats completely green and pollution-free super vegetables grown by themselves. Even most of the meat is provided by Wang Yong and comes directly from Uncle Bater's Ranch.

Apart from these, it will be difficult to make other things. You can’t make a special offer, right? For example, the fried dough sticks for breakfast and the northern specialties of tofu brain. You can’t eat fried dough sticks for drinking tofu brain to get up early. You can’t make a piece of land to grow soybeans and wheat?

But most villagers didn’t know that Wang Yong had this idea, but he later forgot it. Maybe he suddenly remembered this one day, so he would really choose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and specially contract a place to plant these villages without anything for the villagers!

The world of rich people is so willful!

After Wang Yong finished his last sip of tofu brain, put down the bowl, and swept a tissue to wipe his hands, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why haven't I heard the voice of my girl who made me feel troubled after so long? After repeated defeats, I can't bear the blow of failure. Do you plan to surrender? Shouldn't it?

With questions, he turned his head and saw Wang Yong suddenly startled. God! What's wrong with this?

Wang Qian was staring at the newspaper on the other end of the coffee table without blinking, and at the same time, tears at the corners of her eyes were flowing down!

Wang Yong was feeling at a loss. He didn't know if it was because of his own reasons that made this great devil cry. When he ended, he saw the big title in the newspaper from the corner of his eyes:

I want to see what it looks like outside

Without looking at the content, just looking at the title and those pictures, Wang Yong knew what the content was written here. He also knew how Wang Qian, a tomboy, could cry so much.

Deep in Taixing Mountain, there is a school with only 22 students and two old teachers over 60 years old. The 60-kilometer winding mountain road makes the school almost isolated from the world.

The distance of 60 kilometers has turned this place and the outside world into one earth and one sky, and it has turned this place into two different places in the mountains and outside the mountains.

Because it is too remote, there is no internet here and there is not even a mobile phone signal, it almost makes people unable to believe that this is on the territory of China.

The road up the mountain was just built two years ago, and the road surface was quite flat. However, the mountain road was winding, and the road surface was only about two meters wide, and there were cliffs dozens of meters below.

There are no shuttle buses here. There are very few cars that dare to drive up. Everyone goes up and down the mountain, except for the only few agricultural tricycles. The most common ones are all kinds of motorcycles.

There are only dozens of households scattered on both sides of the winding mountain road. It is said that many young people here are moving out of the mountains now, and the rest are too poor or too old to move out. The children of these people are also left in this mountain.

This school has only 22 children from different sizes from nearby villages. From preschool to third grade, to fourth grade, you can go to a center nearest to study in the nearest school.

Because the school is too remote, no young teacher is willing to come here to teach, there are only two old teachers in the school who are over 60 years old. They have been rooted in the deep mountains all their lives and are still sticking to it without regrets.

Because there are not enough classrooms, all children sit in two classrooms to teach, two grades and one classroom. Generally, teachers teach one grade first, and the other grade do homework next to them. After finishing the lecture, they teach another grade.

The silly reporter also asked the two teachers, "Will attending classes like this affect the children's listening effect?" Wang Yong wanted to slap him in the face. Didn't you ask him knowingly?

The old teacher's answer was more of a helplessness: "They are all used to it."

Yes, in the opinion of the reporter from the city, something that he could not imagine was already used to by the children here.

Maybe this has been the case here since their parents and even earlier. The long time and isolation of the world are enough to make anyone get used to everything here, especially the children. Maybe in their hearts, they think that children outside the mountains also go to school in this way.

When the school was rebuilt two years ago, the superiors equipped it with a computer, which is definitely the most advanced equipment for this school.

Unfortunately, there is no Internet here, so this computer is almost a decoration. If the two teachers want to download any teaching materials, they have to run to the village more than 20 kilometers away.

A very cute third-grade Xiao boy told reporters that his favorite thing was to take science classes and he would become a scientist when he grew up. He said that besides the computer in the teacher's house, he had also seen other computers, but he had never been online and didn't know what was going on.

"There is no written in the book..." he said as he flipped through the science textbook in his hand.

The reporter took out his cell phone to take pictures of the children in the preschool class, but just took two photos. He was surrounded by the children with curiosity in his eyes. With the encouragement of the reporter, they reached out their hands and chaotic on the screen, chattering and discussing with their classmates. They were very excited and fresh.

These children have extremely limited understanding of the outside world, and schools may be where children know the outside world the most.

They are all accustomed to dividing the world into a mountain and a mountain as a boundary. On the mountain is above the school, through the winding mountain road, you will reach the countryside after passing a few hills.

Since the homes of these children are distributed in the surrounding mountains, they have to get up early every time they come to class, and climb half of the mountain in the wind and snow to get to the school located halfway up the mountain.

A ten-year-old friend named Tan Xuegang lives at the foot of the mountain. Every morning, he and his younger brother walked to school with their lunch rations. It took about two hours to get to school.

"Stop crying, people think I'm bullying you? Isn't there a phone call? You call, help them set up a network cable, or just connect the children with their families to move out. It's not better than the tears you cry?"

Seeing the girl crying so sadly, Wang Yong felt very distressed and quickly gave her advice while comforting her.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qianteng stood up. Before Wang Yong could react, he ran out with tears. It was not finished.

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Chapter completed!