Gu Manman couldn't help but worry: "These children have all broken skin, and the wounds have to be treated if they have bleeding! What if tetanus is done like this?"

The village chief smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, our children in the countryside are not that delicate! And they are all used to it."

Li Zichen looked at the mud and stone roads on the ground solemnly: "All this roads need to be built."

"What did you say?" The village chief seemed not to understand Li Zichen's words.

Li Zichen shook his head: "It's okay."

Gu Manman pursed her lips: "Can you take me to see the schools and hospitals in the village?"

These are all important places.

Schools, education and knowledge are provided to children.

Hospitals, places where children are sick and injured.

The village chief paused: "Hospital? There is such a hospital in our small village!"

"Then there are always health centers?" Gu Zichen asked.

The village chief shook his head again: "No, we don't have a health center here, but there is one in the village next door. If we get sick, we have to rush to the village next door to see a doctor."

"How far is it?" Gu Zichen continued to ask.

The village chief thought for a while: "It's probably forty minutes to walk."

Gu Manman frowned: "Forty minutes? What if you need to seek medical treatment immediately when you encounter an emergency?"

Hearing her question, the village chief fell silent.

The journey is so far, and the transportation here is not convenient.

It would be nice if the richest man in the village had a cow at home, and it was impossible to afford transportation.

If they really encounter what Gu Manman said, then they can only try their best to go to the health center, and there is no other way...

I can only wait.

Looking at the silent village chief, Gu Manman could understand.

"There will be a school, take me over and have a look."

She changed the subject.

The village chief nodded repeatedly: "Okay, come with me here."

He walked in front and led Gu Manman and the other two to the village school.

“This is the school in our village.”

It is better to say it is a utility room than to say it is a school.

There were no windows in the wooden room, and in the house for many years, the wood began to become wet and covered with moss. The whole house was shaking and shaking constantly.

They were watching outside, fearing that the house would fall.

However, this is also the best house in the village.

Other houses are either thatched houses or earthen houses, and at least they are wooden houses here.

Looking from the airy window from the inside, it is even more simple.

There was no blackboard, and there was a large black wooden board hanging on the wall in front of the stage.

Above was a white-haired woman, holding a white stone of unknown origin in her hand, and a heavy 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, Wang, wang!"

She wrote the words very small, which seemed to be saving space.

The wooden board is full of fonts, and the font has not been wiped off and has always been left on the black wooden board.

Below the audience, a small room was filled with children.

The children had no desks and chairs.

They sat on the ground one after another, and the teacher wrote with white stones on the stage, so they used their fingers to learn from the teacher writing on the sand on the ground.

Because it is sandy, it is easy to get knocked off.

There were so many people sitting in a room. When they accidentally hit the sand, the words they just wrote disappeared again.

The words are gone and can only be rewrite.

Despite this, they did not complain at all, and wrote it over and over again.

The village chief walked into the house and the teacher stopped giving lectures: "Village chief."

The village chief nodded, "Yes."

Gu Manman entered the house and squatted aside to watch the children who were writing seriously.

Even if the village chief brought the people in, they did not attract their attention.

They were very serious about studying, looking at the black wooden boards and then writing words on the sand.

She could clearly see that every child's fingers here were stained.

There is even more sandy soil in the cracks in the nails, which makes people feel distressed.

Some children kept writing their fingers on the sand, and they were cut and bleeding. They had not given up and kept sliding on the ground and writing.

Gu Manman pursed her lips and couldn't help but gently hold one of the children's hand.

"Stop writing, your hands are broken and bleeding..."

The child broke free from her hand: "No! I finally came to the class for a while. If I didn't take this opportunity to learn more, I would have to wait until the next time."

She was confused: "What next time? What can I finally come to class?"

At this time, the village chief walked to her and explained to her: "It's true that the environment in our village is too poor and the conditions are not good. The general teaching teachers have gone away, and no one is willing to come here to teach. We can only go to our own people, so there is only one teacher in the village."

He refers to the white-haired teacher on the stage.

The female teacher looks like she is in her sixties, but she is still teaching in such an environment, which is indeed admirable.

"She is the only one here who has been studying in the city for two years, so she became a teacher in our village. Because of her physical reasons, the classroom is so big. In order to ensure fairness and allow every child to attend classes, we can only choose the way for children to take turns to attend classes."

The village chief explained.

Because there are many children in the village and the room is only so big, so only one group of children can come to class at a time.

After the child, the child has to wait for other children who have not finished class to finish the class before continuing to schedule the class.

Therefore, usually every child has to wait two or three days before continuing to attend class after finishing class.

The teacher is older, and usually takes more than ten minutes of rest for an hour.

So, after this, the progress is also very slow.

Moreover, the female teacher has been studying for two years and has not learned much.

She could only teach her children everything she had learned, and there was no more of everything else.

After listening to this, Gu Manman finally understood why these children would rather continue to practice writing if their fingers were broken.

She gritted her teeth, "Since that's the case, why not build a university and then give all children the opportunity to go to school!"

"Oh, we think so too! But you have also seen the situation in our village. If we have this condition, 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 is not very good. She is coughing every day. I ask her to rest, but she just wants to teach a class."

"At the beginning, she clearly agreed to attend three days of classes and take a day off, but she didn't abide by it. She taught the children every day. In fact, she is really the benefactor of our village! She is also the benefactor of the children!"
Chapter completed!