Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

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, because they have bad habits, because they are pedantic, so they deserve what they deserve. Why should the rich give the money they have exchanged for their wisdom and hard work 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 say what is wrong with others.

It's like a blind man who doesn't understand why people waste money lighting lamps.

A person who can spend hundreds of dollars to drink morning tea will not understand why someone can risk their lives to collect herbs on a cliff hundreds of meters high for a few dozen 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 lived with was eating coarse salt that had been sun-melted from the top of the mountain. The family had no money to buy rice and vegetables, so they exchanged the wild vegetables they picked for bran with others, and they ate dried toon trees in spring. Leaves, mixed vegetables to eat.

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 obviously hated 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 she felt like she was not thinking about anything. Even though her body was on the bed, her soul seemed not to be her own anymore, and she didn't know where it had flown.

The next morning she woke up with a yawn.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 last night I was a little reluctant." Ji Xiran waved his hand, 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, her The eye sockets feel 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.

She has always thought about Wen Xinyan's strengths for granted, but never thought about how much she has paid behind her back.

She didn't remember whether she answered the child's question or not. When her consciousness came back, get out of class was over. She went to a group of people and listened to them discuss their teaching experience all morning.

"I feel that I am being interrogated by the soul when I come here. It is too difficult for the children here. I really don't know what I was doing before."

Chen Lian shook his head and said to himself, "It's not easy for them to live, it's not easy..."

She was struggling in the dark. She thought she had suffered enough, but she never thought that there were people in this world who had a harder life than her. She was just feeling uncomfortable, but the people here lived in poverty all their lives. fight.

The dozen or so people who came with them all gathered together to explain how happy their life is, how difficult it is, and how to cherish the present. Yan Xu stood looking at it from a distance, feeling a little ridiculous.

"At the end of the day, they still put themselves too high and always look at others with pity, but they don't know that she is just a passer-by in the lives of these children. What we think of as suffering may be just a little bit in the eyes of those children. It’s just a different kind of training.”

Wen Xinyan stood next to her and didn't speak to her. Fang Mingzhi, who was not far away from them, heard this, shook his head and smiled, "Some people always say that, and they clearly want people to understand that they are the ones who should cherish life and life. , and changed the location of the supporting education specially for this reason, the mouth is very poisonous."

Yan Xubai didn't respond with a glance.She thought that she deliberately changed the location of the teaching support to Guizhou, which no one knew, but he guessed it. Now she suspects that the damn fourth and sixth levels of support were created by this bastard in front of her.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, after class, a few people still went back to the grandma's house where they stayed yesterday.When I got there, I saw my grandma drying peppers.

Today's sun is very good, she came out tremblingly with a cane, and hung the shriveled peppers on the ashesed persimmon tree in front of the door.

Seeing the fiery red color of the peppers, she smiled contentedly, and when the six-year-old granddaughter ran up to her, she slowly hugged her, pointed to the pile of peppers and muttered, "Daughter, your daddy is the best!" I like to eat this, when he comes back, I will buy meat for my daughter, let's eat fried pork with chili, okay?"

"Okay." The little girl replied crisply. When she raised her head and saw Wen Xinyan coming, she ran over in surprise and hugged her waist, "Sister, you are back."

The two grandparents were very enthusiastic about them, and a few of them were embarrassed to eat for free, so they didn't let their grandma cook dinner for them, but wanted to be self-reliant.

But they were dumbfounded when they walked to the dark kitchen with the rice and wax they brought excitedly.

There are no modern kitchen utensils, only a pot and stove made of yellow mud and blackened by smoke and a bundle of firewood.

The few people looked at each other, looked at the wax in their hands, and were considering whether to swallow it raw. At the critical moment, Wen Xinyan rescued them in the form of a goddess, rolled up her sleeves and said softly, "I'll do it, you go out and wait." It's fine."

Wen Xinyan is indeed the No.1 woman that every man in the school wants to marry. In such a simple environment, she can still cook three dishes and one soup.

Qi Zhiying and Zhu Tang ate stir-fried sausages that were full of color and fragrance, and drank the hot chili and yellow flower egg soup that warmed their stomachs. Tears were about to flow down their throats, and they slurred their speech, "Woooooo... If I were a man, I would definitely marry you."

Even the grandmother praised her, "The cooking of the girl doll is delicious."

Wen Xinyan smiled embarrassedly, held the little girl in her arms and fed her.

Ji Xiran was only interested in seeing how good Wen Meiren is as a wife and mother, and when she realized it, she realized that the two wolves had almost eaten up the food.

Immediately, his hair exploded, "Qi Zhiying, Zhutang, are you two reincarnated from starvation?"

Zhu Tang didn't even raise his head, "Sisterhood is strong, and the price of food is higher. Who told you to stare at Wen Meiren just now when you didn't have a good meal. As the saying goes, you must be full if you are beautiful and delicious."

The old and the young don't understand what it means to be beautiful and delicious, but it's impossible for Qi Zhiying and Wen Xinyan to understand.Wen Xinyan fed the little girl in her arms with the same expression, while Qi Zhiying showed her an evil smile, and quietly whispered in her ear, "Old Ji, don't worry, let's see what the sisters give tonight." You create opportunities to let your raw rice be cooked into mature rice."

Ji Xiran blushed to the base of his neck in an instant, and steam was blowing out.

Ji Xiran died at the age of half a year.