Several children laughed and said, "We have to walk for an hour to go to school and study at the elementary school on the mountain opposite."

Then point to a mountain in the distance.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the other side was pitch black, with no light at all, unlike the residents.

However, the place they are now is almost pitch black.

There are many abandoned old houses in the village, even those left behind are all elderly and children. Now it’s dark, I don’t do anything and just go to bed to avoid turning on the light and asking for electricity bills.

"Then are there many people in your school?" Jiang Xiaoxuan asked again.

"There are more than 100 people in our school, who are on the same side as the villages there, and the villages there are all She (she) tribes." Zhang Wei, who is relatively old, replied.

Sun Ji'an and Jiang Xiaoxuan were both surprised and asked unconsciously: "She people?"

They didn't expect that there was a village with young people here.

Even Zhou Heng had heard of it before and had never been here, nor did he know that they were next to each other.

Zhang Feng said: "Actually, it's still very far away, there are a few mountains."

In the past decade, there have been fewer and fewer children. In order to save teaching staff, schools have been merged everywhere, and Shiquan Village is no exception.

Originally, I wanted to join the town, but considering that some villages farther away do not have schools, one is still preserved here, but the road is far away and there are very few children.

Except for the old principal and several elderly permanent teachers, many of the rest of the school are teaching teachers.

After chatting casually, the chicken was almost roasted. Jiang Xiaoxuan took it himself and focused on the roasting. The roasting was burnt and shiny. From time to time, a few drops of oil dripped onto the fire, making a "sizzling" sound.

Then she took it farther away from the fire. When it was not hot, she tore off a chicken leg and handed it to the youngest little girl: "Give it, take it."

The little girl's eyes were shining and she swallowed, but she still shook her hands behind her and shook her head with a smile.

"It's okay, sister, please take it." Jiang Xiaoxuan smiled gently.

Zhou Heng reminded her: "She can't call you sister."

Jiang Xiaoxuan whispered: "Then let her continue."

"I said it was useless, but Zhang Feng said it was useful."

So, after the elder Zhang Feng spoke, the little girl took over the chicken leg.

First of all, she didn't eat it herself, but let her brother, who was two years older than her, taste it.

Jiang Xiaoxuan had already tore off another chicken leg, handed it over, and said, "I don't need to divide that one, there is still here."

Since someone has taken the chicken leg before, it is easy to give the second chicken leg.

Then, Jiang Xiaoxuan tore off another part with wings and half of the chicken breasts, and reached out to the oldest child: "Come on, little brother, you are older, and you won't have your chicken legs, don't be angry."

The rest of the place was just a little bit of fun. Originally, this one was just to pass the time to eat and have fun.

The three children all had a happy meal and thought it was really delicious! It was better than grandparents.

A gust of wind blew, causing flames to rush around, and the flames swayed on everyone's face, reflecting their greasy mouths and happy smiles.

The little girl Zhang Qin said to Jiang Xiaoxuan while eating chicken legs: "Sister, you look like our teacher, both of whom are as white and as beautiful as our teacher. Our teacher is very good at singing, drawing, and dancing."

Zhang Feng corrected her next to her: "Qinqin, you have to call your aunt, not your sister."

The little girl's eyes were filled with a little confusion. Is she so young and beautiful, and she is going to be an aunt?

Jiang Xiaoxuan turned around and said to Zhou Heng: "You always say that the conditions here are not good, so please don't come. Look, there are still young female teaching teachers here!"

Zhou Heng nodded and agreed: "Yeah, you're right!"

Of course you are happy!

At this time, Sun Ji'an and Zhang Feng were talking about something. Zhou Heng was a little bored, so he asked Jiang Xiaoxuan: "Hey, what did you just take? Let me see it?"

Jiang Xiaoxuan knew that he was afraid that he would dance with Shahua and looked too silly, so she laughed at him, took out the camera, and turned on the playback.

Zhou Heng really felt that he was also quite silly, and he had such a joy to have with a bird, so tsk.

Who said that after raising a pet, pets or shoveling poops will always be crazy?

Then he said, "Hey, when I go back, I'll take a photo with Dog, right? Big Yellow Dog has so many fans now, and many people like it. I have to take more videos of it."

Big yellow dogs are often on camera, sometimes rolling in the grass, sometimes swimming in the water, real dogs can even occasionally carry fish, and their skills are envied by many people.

Maybe some of the fans in the video were collected for him?

In fact, after washing the big yellow dog, its hair becomes fluffy and its appearance is also very good.

I would love to have a video like this with it when I go back.

"Okay, no problem, as long as you can perform it." Jiang Xiaoxuan's shooting is fine, provided that Zhou Heng can perform it.

A shot like this is always natural only when you take a secret shot, which makes her very catching chickens.

Then I watched the video, talked about it, and ate the chicken, and checked the time, it was not yet eight o'clock...

Time flies in the mountains very slowly.

Jiang Xiaoxuan looked at Zhou Heng and said, "Boss Zhou, can you make a comedy with a song?"

She refers to the harmonica.

Knowing that it would be boring to come here, Zhou Heng also brought the harmonica. This is the benefit of a small instrument. If it is a guitar or piano, there is nothing to play.

Zhou Heng looked around the dark and said, "Isn't that good? I can't bear to disturb the tranquility of the night here!"

"Go! You're still sore, hurry up, or I'll..." Jiang Xiaoxuan's hands were about to reach out to him, as if I was going to use my cold hands to ice your neck.

It made the three children laugh.

They who rarely see adults are very interesting to them no matter what adults do.

They also look forward to harmonica.

Zhou Heng went to the stream next to him to wash his hands, roasted it by the fire, took out the piano and asked the children: "What do you want to hear?"

Several children looked at each other and looked at you, looking at you, looking at you, but after thinking for a while, they didn't come up with any reason, so they said, "Whatever you want, you can do anything."

Zhou Heng teased them: "What kind of song is it? Why haven't I heard it?"

The children laughed out loud indeed.

Zhou Heng thought about it and played a song "Picking up a dollar". This is a song he learned in elementary school. It used to be a penny, but now it has become one dollar.

"I picked up a dollar on the side of the road.

Leave it to the police uncle,

Uncle took the money and pointed his head at me.

I said happily, goodbye uncle."

The song is very simple. The children heard it and followed him to beat it and whisper softly. Everyone could see that these children enjoyed the time they spent with adults, even if they were not their adults.

In fact, they have never seen the real road, and many things only exist in their imagination.

Zhou Heng then played a few more children's songs that he could think of. Since the children still have to get up to school tomorrow, the activity tonight will end here.

After extinguishing the fire, they also went to prepare for a rest.

...

Early the next morning, before dawn, the three children got up, ate the simple breakfast made by grandma, carried their schoolbags and walked outside.

Because I slept too early last night, not long after Zhou Heng and others got up as well.

Although I will go to their town later, it is still a little early now.

I originally planned to have breakfast in the town, but when Zhang Yunxi heard that the chicken was eaten by the children yesterday, he was embarrassed, so he insisted on making some breakfast for them at home.

Although the conditions were not good, they were in a good mood and could not refuse, so they had to agree.

During the breakfast time, a few people were doing nothing and wandered around the open space outside the village, breathing in the essence of the mountaintop in the morning. They felt that this place was so suitable for cultivating immortals and had too much oxygen content.

Jiang Xiaoxuan walked to Zhou Heng, bowed and said, "Come on, I'll carry you."

It's really too idle.

Zhou Heng hit her: "You don't have to bow, I can come up too."

Unlike her, she would bend her legs a little longer before she could get up, or she would run and rush up.

Jiang Xiaoxuan patted her shoulder and said, "Stop talking, I think you can hold on for a few minutes."

Zhou Heng lay on her back.

What Jiang Xiaoxuan said, "It depends on how many minutes you can hold on" is well-founded - she is shorter than him, so if she doesn't hold his legs, he has to hook his legs upwards to avoid dragging them to the ground.

For Zhou Heng, this is a bit like a dwarf pull-up movement, and she is always twitching when she walks, so it is really hard to stick to it.

But in the end, he was still worried and afraid of crushing her. Zhou Heng was defeated and was still breathing, which was even more tired than carrying someone on his back.

"Okay, it's my turn! Hahaha..." Jiang Xiaoxuan was extremely happy and immediately moved her body and warmed up.

Zhou Heng was always upright, bent his back slightly, his legs bent, one in front and one behind, and his lower plate was firmly steadily, waiting for Jiang Xiaoxuan to run up after running.

As an orphan dog, Sun Ji'an felt that he had been hit hard and turned his face to the side without looking.
To be continued...