Chapter nine hundred and twentieth the village with difficult conditions
Gu Manman couldn't help but worry: "Those children have broken their skin. If the wounds bleed, they need to be treated! What should I do if I get tetanus?"
The village chief smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, our children in the countryside are not so delicate! And they are used to it."
Li Zichen looked solemnly at the dirt and stone roads on the ground: "These roads need to be repaired."
"What did you say?" The village chief seemed not to understand what Li Zichen said.
Li Zichen shook his head: "It's okay."
Gu Manman pursed her lips: "Can you take me to see the school and hospital in the village?"
These are all relatively important places.
School is a place to educate children and give them knowledge.
Hospital is a place where children are treated for illness and injuries.
The village chief paused: "Hospital? There is such a hospital in our small village!"
"Is there always a health center?" Gu Zichen asked.
The village chief shook his head again: "No, we don't have a health clinic here, but there is one in the next village. If we get sick, we have to rush to the next village to see a doctor."
"How far is it?" Gu Zichen continued to ask.
The village chief thought for a while: "It takes about forty minutes to walk."
Gu Manman frowned: "Forty minutes? What if you encounter an emergency and need immediate medical treatment?"
After hearing her question, the village chief fell silent.
The journey is so far, and the transportation here is not convenient.
It would be nice for the richest person in the village to have a cow at home, but it is impossible to afford transportation.
If they really encounter the situation Gu Manman said, then they can only try their best to run to the health center, there is no other way...
All we can do is wait.
Looking at the silent village chief, Gu Manman finally understood.
"There's always one in school, take me there and have a look."
She changed the subject.
The village chief nodded repeatedly: "Okay, follow me here."
He walked in front and led Gu Manman and the three of them to the village school.
"This is our village school."
It's better to say it's a school than a utility room.
There were no windows in the wooden room, and the wood in the house, which was unknown for how many years, had begun to become damp and covered with moss. The whole house was crumbling and shaking constantly.
They looked outside, afraid that the house would fall down.
However, this is considered the best house in the village.
The other houses are either thatched houses or mud houses, but here at least they are wooden houses.
Looking inside from the outside through the ventilated window, the inside is even more shabby.
There is no blackboard, just a large black wooden board hanging on the wall in front of the stage.
There was a white-haired woman standing on it. The woman was holding an unknown white stone in her hand. The thick piece was tightly held in her hand.
She used white stones to write on the black wooden board and tried her best to teach: "At this time, the word 王, wang!"
She wrote the words very small, as if to save space.
The wooden board is already covered with fonts, and the fonts have not been wiped off. They have always remained on the black wooden board.
Offstage, a small room was filled with children.
The children have no desks or chairs.
They sat on the floor one after another. The teacher wrote on the white stone on the stage, and they used their fingers to learn from the teacher's writing on the sand on the ground.
Because it is sandy ground, it is easily knocked off.
There were so many people sitting in the same room. When I accidentally touched the sand, the words I just wrote were lost again.
If the words are gone, it can only be rewritten.
Despite this, they did not complain at all and wrote over and over again.
The village chief walked into the house, and the teacher stopped teaching: "Village Chief."
The village chief nodded, "Yeah."
Gu Manman entered the house and squatted aside to watch the children who were writing seriously.
Even if the village chief came with people, he didn't attract their attention.
They were very serious about their studies, always looking at the black board and writing on the sand.
She could clearly see that every child's fingers here were stained.
There is a lot of sand between the nails, which makes people feel distressed just looking at it.
Some children kept writing on the sand with their fingers until they were scratched and bleeding. They did not give up yet and kept sliding on the ground to write.
Gu Manman pursed her lips and couldn't help but gently hold the hand of one of the children.
"Stop writing, your hands are broken and bleeding..."
The child broke free from her hand: "No! It's hard for me to come to class once. If I don't take this opportunity to learn more, I will have to wait until the next time."
She listened in confusion: "What next time? Why did you finally come to class?"
At this time, the village chief walked up to her and explained to her: "It's like this, the environment in our village is too bad, the conditions are not good, the ordinary teaching teachers have run away, and no one is willing to come here to support teaching. And we
You can only go to school by yourself, so there is only one teacher in the village."
He was referring to the white-haired teacher on the stage.
The female teacher looks to be in her sixties, but she is still teaching in such an environment, which is really admirable.
"She is the only one here who has gone to school in the city for two years, so she serves as a teacher in our village. Due to physical reasons, and the classroom is so big, in order to ensure fairness, every child can go to school.
When it comes to class, we can only choose the method where the children come to class in turns."
The village chief explained.
Because there are many children in the village, and the room is only so big, only one group of children can come to class at a time.
Children who have finished their classes have to wait for other children who have not attended classes to finish their classes before they can continue to be scheduled to come to class.
Therefore, generally every child has to wait two or three days after finishing class before continuing class.
Teachers are also getting older, so they usually take a ten-minute break after teaching for an hour.
Therefore, the progress is very slow.
Moreover, the female teacher has only been in school for two years and has not learned much.
She could only teach her children everything she had learned, and there was nothing else left.
After hearing this, Gu Manman was finally able to understand why these children would rather continue to practice writing even if their fingers were broken.
She gritted her teeth and said, "In that case, why not build a big school so that all children can have the opportunity to go to school!"
"Oh, we want to, too! But you have also seen the situation in our village. If we have the conditions, of course we want every child to go to school!"
The village chief sighed lightly, feeling a little sad: "Recently, Tang Xiaohong's physical condition has not been very good. She has been coughing every day. I asked her to rest, but she just came to teach."
"At the beginning, she made it clear that she would have three days of classes and one day off, but she didn't abide by it. She taught the children every day. In fact, she is really a great benefactor in our village! She is also a great benefactor to the children.
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Tang Xiaohong is the white-haired female teacher who has been giving lectures on the stage.