perfect character

Xie Lanlan's home is a long way from the school, and it takes more than half an hour to walk. Along the way, there are creeks, trails, and mountain roads.

The car cannot be driven, so it can only be carried by manpower.The guests and the staff divided the tasks and took turns carrying equipment weighing dozens of kilograms.The director made up his mind, and divided the group into two groups. One group stayed to film the school, and the other group went to Xie Lanlan's house.

Near dusk, the school bell echoed in the campus. The primary school did not have the habit of detention. The students packed their schoolbags and rushed out from the classroom. Suddenly, there were more strangers on the playground, and they were taking pictures of them with their cameras.

The old principal even took the microphone and asked reporters to interview him!

Are they going to be on TV?

For a while, the students chattered excitedly, and many of them quietly moved behind the principal to gesture, but were stopped by the teacher after they found out.

On the other side, the photography team has arrived at Xie Lanlan's home.

Xie Lanlan's family is really poor, so poor that when the staff opened the door, they could only think of four words to describe it-the family was barren.

The adobe house built on the hillside is empty, and the only thing that can be called an electrical appliance in the living room is the light bulb hanging from the old wooden table with long wires.

The family usually picks up vegetables on the small wooden table, and then eats standing or squatting.There is only one decent chair at home, which was brought back by Xie Lanlan from school when the school replaced the used stools.Now, this chair was moved out of the room by Xie Lanlan, she got stuck, and for a moment didn't know who to invite to sit down in this small group of people.

There is no place to entertain guests.Xie Lanlan's face was completely red.Fortunately, everyone was prepared in their hearts, and no one really came to be a guest.Regardless of how disgusted they are, under the camera, the other two guests still conscientiously showed emotions such as sympathy and regret.

Jiang Qiushi touched the top of her hair and said, "Lan Lan, can you introduce us to your family?"

Zhou Zhou stayed at the school to do interviews with teachers and principals, and Xie Lanlan's home interview task was handed over to Jiang Qiushi.

Xu Feibai wanted to fight.But who knows that everyone spends the same amount of time together, the little girl is so clinging to Jiang Qiu, she doesn't know where the relationship was cultivated.

He had no choice but to follow suit.

Seeing Jiang Qiushi's questioning, Xu Feibai laughed and said, "Student Xie Lanlan, it's okay, we can just stand. By the way, when will your parents come back?"

The female director wanted to gag him.

Jiang Qiushi looked up at him, signaling to shut up.

On the contrary, Xie Lanlan didn't feel anything, she obediently held Jiang Qiushi's hand, and said as she walked, "Dad usually comes back during the Chinese New Year, grandpa sleeps in the room, and grandma will come back from the field later."

While talking, Xie Lanlan pushed open a painted door and turned on the light.

There was only a bed and a small desk in the small room, and Jiang Qiushi asked patiently in a coaxing tone, "Lan Lan, whose room is this?"

It directly blocked the question that Xu Feibai still wanted to blurt out.

"It was us who slept." Xie Lanlan stood in front of the big bed, with several brand new pillows and rolled quilts on it. "My sister and I sleep here. And my brother."

She pointed to the beautiful quilts on the bed: "These are all sent by the village. A few quilts were sent over last month. The quilts we made before were not so good."

Jiang Qiushi asked softly, "What else did the village give away?"

"Return rice, noodles, and oil. Uncle Zhang comes to deliver them every month." Xie Lanlan said, "Originally the village gave chickens back, but grandma said she didn't have time to raise chickens, so she ate them."

The Uncle Zhang mentioned by Xie Lanlan is the grassroots cadre who is directly responsible for their family's poverty alleviation.

"After the things were delivered in the village, is there anything missing at home?"

"Sometimes, sometimes not." Xie Lanlan seems to have answered this question many times, "Grandma always said that there is still a TV set at home. I heard that Uncle Zhang wanted to give it to me, but grandma said she didn't want to. Electricity bills, so I didn’t install it. Grandma said she needed tables and stools, and Uncle Zhang said they would be delivered next week.”

"Then do you want a TV in your home?"

"Hmm... just a little thought."

Jiang Qiushi asked curiously: "A little bit? Why only a little bit?"

"I'm afraid that if the TV is installed, I will watch TV every day and don't want to read books." Xie Lanlan said, "Both Uncle Zhang and the principal told me that I must study."

The camera was running silently, filming this scene.When asked about this sentence, the photographer gave Xie Lanlan a big close-up.

The pain in the eyes of other guests was almost written on his face, so Jiang Qiushi had to soften his voice even more, squatting down and looking directly at the skinny little girl: "Good boy, the principal and Uncle Zhang are right, you What? Do you want to go to school?"

"Yes." Xie Lanlan replied without hesitation.

"If you think about it, then you must persevere." Jiang Qiushi looked directly at her with even more radiant eyes, "As long as you think about it, nothing is difficult."

Other guests followed suit.

"Yes, you must keep reading. Reading is the only way to change your destiny."

"If you have any problems, tell us, tell the village, you can't give up."

Even an introvert like Kong Xiang couldn't help saying: "Girls must study."

The little girl pursed her lips and nodded.

"My grandfather is in another room. I don't know if he is awake now. I'll go and see him."

The five people were waiting outside the door, and they could hear the voice of the little girl and the old man talking inside, accompanied by the old man's violent coughing.

After a while, Xie Lanlan came out, she went to the kitchen to pour a bowl of water, and said to Jiang Qiushi a little embarrassedly: "Grandpa woke up, I asked him, and he said it was okay to shoot."

"Then let's bother the old man."

When everyone went in, Xie Lanlan was holding water and slowly feeding the old man.

As soon as I entered the room, there was a pungent smell. I can’t tell how long the smells have been mixed together, like the sour smell of not taking a bath for a long time, mixed with some rotten, rotten smell unique to the elderly. .

Xu Feibai couldn't hold it back, and took a few steps back and waited at the door. Kong Xiang also endured and endured, and quietly took out the wet tissue in the small bag to cover his mouth and nose.

Even the cameraman brother and the director couldn't help but stay away.

This made Jiang Qiushi, who stood still and didn't retreat or even continued to move forward, was extraordinarily vigorous.

The smell came from the thin old man on the bed. He sat up and leaned against the edge of the bed. He looked like there was only a handful of bones left in his body, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken.

The mattress on the lower body looked flat as if it didn't cover anything.

The principal mentioned before that it was Xie Lanlan's grandfather who did not agree with her continuing to study and wanted the child to work part-time to earn money.Originally, the guests wanted to persuade him after meeting, but seeing the old man like this, they couldn't say what to persuade him.

Jiang Qiushi followed behind Xie Lanlan, also squatting down, watching the old man finish drinking the water, and turned his cloudy eyes.

"Hello, are you Xie Lanlan's grandfather?" Jiang Qiushi asked proactively.

Because he was talking to the old man, his voice was amplified a little.

The old man nodded slowly.

"That's right. We are reporters and staff from the TV station. We want to take a picture of your home, can you?" He amplified his voice and spoke slowly word by word.

As they got closer, the smell became more pronounced. Jiang Qiushi acted as if he hadn't smelled it, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued to perform his job of interviewing.

The photographer moved a little further away, intending to take a full-body shot, secretly admiring Jiang Qiushi.

Not to mention him, the other two guests and the director looked at Jiang Qiushi's patient figure with admiration.

"I came to shoot today, one is to see if the poverty alleviation work is done well, and if there is anything missing, you can tell us."

The old man's voice was low and hoarse: "There's nothing missing, it's our family that's suffering."

His eyes seemed to be unable to see light, and when he was speaking, a few tears leaked from the corners of his eyes and flowed down his cheeks like dead tree bark.Xie Lanlan habitually picked up the towel beside the bed and wiped his face.

"Old man, no one is born with a hard life. Now everyone wants to live a good life, get rid of poverty, get rid of poverty..."

According to the requirements in the script, Jiang Qiushi changed his words and briefly explained the matters of poverty alleviation.

"...In short, the country and the government want people to live well."

"The second thing is about your children going to school. We heard from the teacher before that the family wants Xie Lanlan to work after graduation, right?"

The old man became short of breath, and even spoke more fluently: "A girl can read whatever book, and go to work as soon as she can read. There are so many children in the family." He gestured a number as he spoke, "Everyone She needs to eat and read, so where can she pay for it? There is no money for her to read."

"Now Lan Lan is in elementary school, which belongs to the stage of compulsory education. Junior high school is also compulsory education, especially in your family's situation, no money is required."

"She doesn't need money to go to school, but she always needs money to eat. She is the eldest sister, and she has to provide for the younger siblings." The old man struggled to speak, stopping and stopping every sentence, and it took a long time to finish.

"Now that Lan Lan is so old, no one will want to work part-time. Besides, she can't make much money in a month. When she graduates from university, she can make more money..."

……

Xie Lanlan, who was discussed by them, was indifferent and said, "Grandpa, you guys talk first, I'm going to cook now."

Kong Xiang hesitated for a few seconds between staying and following the past, and said, "I'll be with you, can you cook for me?"

Xie Lanlan did not have the right to refuse.

She nodded and agreed.

Seeing Xie Lanlan leave, Jiang Qiushi changed the subject.

He knew that the persuasion he just said was of no use. What he could say and do, the poverty alleviation cadres would only say more, not less.

He held the old man's skinny hand and said in a low voice, "Grandpa Lanlan, if it's about money, I will pay for Xie Lanlan's tuition and living expenses in the future. As long as she is allowed to continue studying, I will solve the money issue for her."

"You, what kind of money do you pay?" The old man waved his hand slowly, "In the past... some people said to donate money to us, to send girls to school, and...to give three hundred a month. Only after donating... It's only been three months, so I won't donate."

"No. If you don't worry, I'll write a letter. If I don't send the money, you can talk about her part-time job, okay?"

……

After leaving the room, the director sighed: "Brother Qiushi, we know you have good intentions, but..."

Donating money is not a matter of casual donations, and there are many things where the favor of the mistress fights the hatred of the mistress.Besides, Jiang Qiushi rushed to donate money like this, and it could easily be regarded as hype when it was broadcast.

Jiang Qiushi also sighed: "When the time comes, cut out what I said later, don't broadcast it, I will donate in private, you can supervise me."

He can be indifferent to everything about himself, but it is always difficult to stand by and watch the misery of others.