By about four o'clock in the afternoon, Canglong's body had regained its color, and a layer of black herbs was attached to the wound. After eating two roasted sweet potatoes, Canglong felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot.
The simple house made people feel very warm. Canglong walked to the door and opened the latch. He was greeted by a gust of cold wind. He stepped across the wooden threshold and looked at the greenery outside. He took a deep breath and felt
What he received was a breath of fresh air without any impurities. He believed that this was the best air he had ever breathed in his life.
"Why did you come out? Your fever hasn't gone away yet." Mr. Hu, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, was carrying a bundle of firewood with some herbs on his back. When he saw Canglong coming out, there was worry on his face.
He put down the firewood, walked over and looked at Cang Long's face, then picked up his left wrist and took the pulse. After a while, his face showed surprise again: "The pulse is stable, I'm really surprised, you
How can you be in such good health? I really wonder what you ate growing up."
"I grew up eating." Canglong showed a faint smile.
"Your clothes are hanging outside. I have baked them for you. They should be dry now. Put on your clothes and go for a walk. Breathe some fresh air, which will help your body recover." After taking the pulse, Mr. Hu, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, was not there.
Worried about his health, he walked over and picked up the firewood and gathered the herbs.
"I'm here to help you!" As he said that, Canglong walked over and was ready to help.
But Old Chinese Medicine Doctor Hu smiled and shook his head: "No, I can do it on my own. By the way, when I came back just now, I met Teacher Xiao Liu. She seemed to be very worried about you. She is your savior. Go and fight her.
Say hello."
"Okay." Canglong nodded, but as soon as he reached the door, he turned back and asked, "Where is the school?"
"You go, the people in the village will tell you." Mr. Hu, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor, said as he finished his duties.
After leaving the house of old Chinese medicine doctor Hu, Canglong walked towards the village according to his own judgment. Along the way, the people in the village looked at him strangely. They were obviously surprised as to why he recovered so quickly. No need for Canglong to ask, the people in the village
Everyone seemed to know where he wanted to go, and he pointed the way to Canglong speaking Mandarin mixed with Dongning's local dialect.
Although Canglong is proficient in the languages of various countries, and even some ancient characters, he seems to understand the dialect. If it were not for looking at their body movements, Canglong would not know what they are talking about. If there is a question posed to Canglong
When asked in front of him what is the most difficult language in the world to learn, Canglong would definitely say Chinese.
Because almost every place in this country has a different dialect.
Arriving at the entrance of the village, Canglong finally found what the villagers called a school. What surprised him was, could this be considered a school?
The whole school is not much bigger than the wooden house of Mr. Hu, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor. There is the sound of childish reading inside. If it weren't for the big characters on the wall outside the door, Canglong would think that this is a private house.
This school may be the only earthen building in the village. There are some table labels rubbed out by time on the rough walls. The walls are earthy yellow and made of mud and stones. There is no sign of modern cement. It looks like
But very solid.
There was a piece of iron hanging on a beam at the door of the only classroom in the school. An old man walked over with a hammer and struck it, making a heavy but pleasant sound.
After the old man finished knocking, a pleasant female voice came from the classroom: "get out of class is over!"
"stand up."
"Thank you, teacher!"
Then a group of children ran out of the classroom with happy expressions on their faces. When they saw Cang Long standing at the school gate, they all showed surprise, and then started talking in dialect. Although they didn't understand, they
Cang Long could roughly understand that they were surprised why their illness healed so quickly.
A few minutes later, he saw the purpose of his trip, Teacher Liu. She was holding some homework books and teaching materials. She looked like she was only in her twenties, but her delicate face made people a little surprised.
, her dress may be the only thing that exudes a modern atmosphere in this almost isolated village.
But the smile on her face was like a sunflower, exuding sunshine and happiness, pure and simple.
"Why don't you go home?" Teacher Xiao Liu was surprised that all the students were blocking the door. In the past, they would have been eager to go home for dinner after school.
The students did not answer her. Following their gazes, Teacher Xiao Liu saw Cang Long standing at the door, and his eyes immediately revealed a bit of surprise.
"Are you recovered?" Looking at the pale Cang Long, Teacher Xiao Liu looked a little worried.
"Oh...Okay, okay!" Canglong was suddenly at a loss when asked this question, but his eyes did not leave the teacher, causing Teacher Xiao Liu to dodge his eyes.
"Teacher Xiao Liu is blushing again!" the children said unscrupulously.
"Hurry up and go home for dinner." Teacher Xiao Liu said sternly.
But the students didn't care. When they left school, they shouted "oh, oh" from time to time, with childish happiness in their voices.
Canglong felt rude, so he looked away. Seeing that the students had left, he walked to Teacher Xiao Liu and solemnly said: "Thank you for saving me."
"There's no need to thank me for your effort." Teacher Xiao Liu blushed, but she didn't dare to look at Canglong because she found that the man she caught fishing was so handsome and had an elegant aura about him.
His face was cold, but she seemed to be able to feel his hot heart.
So the two of them immediately fell silent, and suddenly they didn't know what to say. After a long time, they both said in unison: "Go out for a walk?"
"Okay!" The two were embarrassed for a while, and finally nodded at the same time. Then Teacher Xiao Liu put the textbooks and homework books in his hands back into his simple room, and then the two left the school and walked towards the village.
Along the way, everyone in the village greeted Teacher Xiao Liu enthusiastically, but she never felt tired of responding. From Teacher Xiao Liu's mouth, she learned that this village is located in the most remote mountainous area of Dongning. There is no road in, only
A winding mountain road leads here.
To go to the village market, you have to walk more than ten miles of mountain roads. In the past, children in the village had to walk more than ten miles to go to school. They would get up early in the morning and go home very late at night. If for some reason
Things were delayed and I couldn't come back until very late.
When she came here three years ago, she originally wanted to find a piece of pure land outside the city and wash away the mundane filth in the city. But when she felt the enthusiasm here, she saw the children in the village getting up early every day to go to work for ten days.
When she was going to school in a village a few miles away, she was determined to do something for the village.
So Niujiamiao Primary School was established. The school was built by young adults and some elderly people in the village who had not gone out to work. It took less than two months. This school does not have any school qualifications and does not occupy any government
A school with limited resources is a window for children in Niujiamiao Village to seek knowledge and a source of happiness.
Just like this mountain village that is almost isolated from the world, no one knows.
Although Teacher Xiao Liu is not paid, with the help of the villagers, Teacher Xiao Liu has no problem with food and accommodation. Although there are only a dozen children in this school, Teacher Xiao Liu feels very happy, not only
Because of the simplicity of the villagers and the longing eyes of the children.
"My only purpose here is because I can feel happiness and the children's happiness. This is what they need most and what I need most!" Teacher Xiao Liu said with a smile.
Canglong felt deeply. He is also a teacher, but he has never felt the greatness of the teaching profession like today. She is like a flower in the mountains, blooming in the hearts of children and villagers, and nourishing this profession.
What grows a flower is not money, only a simple "happiness"
He suddenly thought of Class 9 and the students of No. 1 Middle School. Have they ever felt happy in the process of studying? Maybe this is what he should do next.
Teacher Xiao Liu is a happy person, and she also infects the people around her. Even Cang Long, who is so hard-hearted, feels like being melted, and can't help but follow her rhythm, with a bit of unbearable sadness on his face.
Smiling, at this moment he even had the intention to stay in this small mountain village and teach regardless of the prosperity of the world.
But in the end, he gave up the idea. Teacher Xiao Liu could only do this, but with his ability, he could do things that were more beneficial to staying in this mountain village and teaching.
This is not to say that Canglong is so great. On the contrary, Canglong feels that he may never be as good as the teacher in this small mountain village.
Afterwards, the two chatted about many things. Canglong even told Teacher Xiao Liu that he was also a teacher, but he taught high school, so the two exchanged many topics and even left each other's phone numbers.
"It's a pity that mobile phones don't work in the mountains." Teacher Xiao Liu felt helpless for a while, "Every time I report that my family is safe, I always go to the countryside to buy stationery and then make a phone call."
"Are your school's funds tight?" Canglong suddenly asked.
"What, you want to fund us? It seems like you are a rich man." Teacher Xiao Liu looked at him and smiled, "Don't worry, Niujiamiao Village does not need any funds. In several other villages, some supporting teachers are very
Unsustainable..."
After that, Teacher Xiao Liu talked about the situation in other mountain villages. In fact, the children in some mountain villages are more difficult than Niujiamiao Village.
"Our family situation is good, and I am an only child, but more volunteer teachers are different. Although they are not volunteer teachers for money, they also have to live, they also have parents, and they will also start a family and start a business in the future, so compared with them
"I'm very lucky." Teacher Xiao Liu always expressed satisfaction and even a bit of worry in his words.
"Supporting education?" Canglong was very surprised, so Teacher Xiao Liu explained it again. She was even a little surprised that Canglong was a teacher, how could he not know what support teaching was.
But before that, Canglong really didn't know about the special profession of volunteer teaching, but after hearing Teacher Xiao Liu's explanation, he understood that volunteer teaching refers to people who do not have a teaching qualification certificate and volunteer to teach children in remote mountainous areas.
Counseling.
The largest group of volunteer teachers are college students, followed by some educated people who take the initiative to run schools in mountainous areas. The difficult volunteer teaching mentioned by Teacher Xiao Liu is the second type...