Because there is no transportation in and out of the town, the resources he buys at one time are limited, including quilts.
Si Ran was sitting in the empty small classroom made of yellow earth. He put on a cotton-padded coat and the hat of the cotton-padded coat on his head. Then, he buried his face in his knees, planning to spend the night like this.
It was quite warm at the beginning, but as the night went on, it got colder and worse.
He was sleepy and cold. Even the windows in the classroom were broken in several places. The cold wind slipped into the classroom and pestered him like a devil.
How much he wanted to go back to his room and his warm bed, but when he thought that his bed was already occupied by a woman, he had to give up this idea.
This night is destined to be painful for Si Ran.
After struggling until dawn, I finally fell into a deep sleep.
The sky was getting dark, Wang Yue'er stretched out and got up, walked out of the room, the fresh air blew into her face, surrounded by mountains on all sides, but in front of her were endless vegetable fields. In the early morning, she finally got a clear view of this beautiful village.
Everything is the most primitive of human beings, including the housing, everything is so simple but real.
Wang Yuer was wearing a long coat. Fortunately, she listened to the person in charge and knew it was cold in the mountains, so she brought warmer clothes.
Maybe she got up a little early and the children didn't come to school.
However, many villagers are already carrying burdens and starting to work with hoes in hand.
Some water and fertilize the vegetable fields, while others go up the mountain to cut firewood and plant trees.
In short, looking at these scenes, Wang Yue'er kept smiling. All her worries seemed to be completely forgotten at this moment. Of course, she forced herself not to think about the wound. If she didn't think about it, it wouldn't hurt. Occasionally
Thinking about it still makes me miserable.
"Hey, when did a beautiful girl come to the village?" A villager looked at Wang Yuer.
Although Wang Yuer's dress is ordinary, it is still fashionable in such a mountain village.
"I'm afraid it's Teacher Siran's girlfriend who is here to see him. Look at her, she is standing at the door of Teacher Siran's room. She has obviously just woken up from Teacher Siran's room!" The villagers looked at Wang Yuer with honest but honest expressions.
A friendly smile.
Wang Yue'er waved her hands quickly. "No, I'm not Siran's girlfriend, I'm the new teacher!"
She quickly explained that it would be very embarrassing if she was misunderstood.
"It turns out to be a new teacher. It's great. The children have another teacher! I hope they can be successful in the future after learning the knowledge!" Several more people came and surrounded Wang Yue'er.
Most of them are elderly.
Most of the young people in the village went to work in the town, and those who stayed in the mountains were the elderly and children.
Wang Yue'er was infected by everyone's enthusiasm, and her whole body was boiling with excitement.
"Teacher, my family has made a lot of porridge today. Come to our house for breakfast and ask Teacher Siran to join us!"
"No, no, no, no, I'll make some food myself later!" Wang Yuer suddenly realized that she was no longer a young lady.
You have to do everything yourself to eat and use it.
"You want it, the extra rice I cooked was originally prepared for Teacher Si Ran!" This was a middle-aged woman in her fifties.
Her two little grandsons were very fond of it and learned a lot of words, which made the peasant woman very happy.
"Is Teacher Siran still sleeping? No, Teacher Siran usually gets up early!" Everyone tilted their heads and looked at Siran's dormitory.