In the evening, Chu Zhendong and Zhao Xiaohu drove the car back. Chen Tairan asked them if they had made any progress. The two laughed and said that their great uncle did live near Mingyun Temple in Nanhua Mountain, but he had a weird temperament and was not a good person.
He loves to live in the house and prefers to sleep in trees or caves. It really takes some effort to find him.
Chen Tairan was speechless for a while, but in order to learn his own skills, he had no choice but to endure it and continue looking tomorrow!
After a while, when Chen Tairan was about to go to sleep, Shuixuan suddenly called and said that the villagers were very happy after hearing the news, so they held a bonfire party and asked Chen Daengong to come.
Chen Tairan was very confused about this and asked Chu Zhendong and Zhao Xiaohu if they wanted to go.
"Go, why don't you go?" When Zhao Xiaohu heard that there was a lot of fun to be had, he immediately put on his clothes and prepared to go out.
"It's okay to go and have a look. It's hard to come here and relax properly." Chu Zhendong also smiled and began to fumble with his white shirt.
"Okay." Chen Tairan stood up, put on a T-shirt, grabbed the car keys and rushed downstairs.
The bonfire party was held in the mountains, and most of the children's parents lived in the nearby valley. According to Teacher Li, this place is called Shuluo Village. It is a bit poor, but the people are simple and every household helps each other, so it is prosperous.
harmonious.
Hearing this, Chen Tairan couldn't help but be a little curious about Teacher Li, because he didn't look like a Miao or a Tujia person. He had a bookish air all over his body and looked more like a Han urbanite.
After Chen Tairan raised this question, Teacher Li couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Chen really has a bright eye. Yes, I am Han nationality. My hometown is Shanghai and I just moved here eleven years ago."
"Oh? Why?" Chen Tairan asked with interest.
Teacher Li was silent for a moment and replied: "Because I am needed here, the children need me, and I also need them."
Someone couldn't help but feel in awe - although this statement sounded a bit false, especially like an official statement in a TV interview, Teacher Li was not bragging. He had really been working here for more than ten years.
A young man from a big city went to such a remote and impoverished mountainous area to devote himself to education. This is something worthy of admiration!
"Of course, we also need people like you, Mr. Chen, who are capable, have social wealth, and have a conscience to actively give back to the society." Teacher Li smiled slightly and gave Chen Tairan a compliment.
A certain person's face turned red, and he felt a little ashamed of what he said. After all, he was just throwing away money, and it was a one-time deal, and he didn't need to spend much time and energy on it. How could it be compared to someone who has been doing this for more than ten years?
All my youth is invested here - that is true love.
Just as he was talking, the villagers had already gathered around him. Most of them were Miao people, wearing bandanas and ethnic costumes. They looked very unique.
After Principal Ba's introduction, the villagers all knew that the young man wearing a T-shirt and jeans was Chen Engong, so they came up one by one to shake hands with Chen Tairan and salute.
Looking at these simple faces with happy smiles, Chen Tairan suddenly felt a little touched in his heart.
To be honest, 300,000 yuan is nothing to him. In today’s era, what can 300,000 yuan be used for? In Mr. Li’s hometown of Shanghai, it is estimated that he cannot even afford a toilet, but in this era
Here, it can play a huge role!
If more than a hundred children receive a good education, who dares to say that there will not be several or even dozens of scientists, entrepreneurs, doctors, teachers... or something else among them in the future.
How much social wealth can they create?
No one can explain this issue clearly, but one thing is certain: if there is no good education, then these assumptions are all nonsense! After the children finish primary school, they may not even be able to go to junior high school, so they have to go back to the village to help
Parents work, then marry and have children, and then let the children repeat their old ways.
After thinking too much, Chen Tairan also felt a little dazed. He suddenly smiled bitterly and secretly cursed himself for being such a pain in the ass.
If you are rich, you can help the world; if you are poor, you can be good to yourself. Since you don't have the memorial tablet of Master Confucius, don't think of yourself as a saint. It makes no sense. Taking care of yourself is the most important thing.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the bonfire party officially started. Piles of bright bonfires were lit one after another. Groups of Miao elders danced around the fires. Among them were many Miao girls, all wearing traditional costumes and wearing hats on their heads.
Wearing an exquisite silver crown, she sang and danced with a smile as bright as a flower.
When Zhao Xiaohu saw this formation, how could he miss the opportunity in vain? He just jumped up, no matter what they were dancing, he just squeezed in and twisted for fun. In short, wherever there were many girls, he would be there.
Not to mention, this guy is tall, and although he is not handsome in appearance, he has a strong and masculine look. Many girls like this type. Brother Xiaohu squeezes him here and there, and gets along quite well.
At the bonfire party, the most indispensable thing is wine. Chen Tairan and Chu Zhendong were both drunk heavily by the head of the local Miao family and Principal Ba and a group of people. Zhao Xiaohu could not escape and was surrounded by a group of girls holding wine glasses.
Good Bogu Soju is served one glass after another.
In front of the girls, Brother Xiaohu naturally cannot give in. He just drinks! He will die after drinking!
After drinking alcohol, many things will become different. Zhao Xiaohu felt that the girls around him were so beautiful. The more they looked at them, the more they liked them. They couldn’t stop!~
The girls convinced Zhao Xiaohu and started dancing around the fire again. I have to say that the folk dance is really beautiful and has a unique charm.
At some point, all the fires were extinguished, and the girls all put on long black dresses, dancing gracefully like a group of black butterflies fluttering in the fire.
"Boom!" A dull drum sound suddenly sounded. A young man held a long drum stick and beat the drum while letting out a low roar from his throat.
With the sound of the drum, several fires suddenly lit up, and a bright white figure floated out of the darkness, like a ray of light, illuminating people's eyes.
Chen Tairan's eyes lit up, and he felt like he was sober for a moment. Zhao Xiaohu, who had been drunk, suddenly sat up. Chu Zhendong has a strong restraint on women, and he couldn't help it at this moment.
Eyes wide open.
The figure was dressed in a long dress as pure white as feathers, with a silver crown shining brightly in the firelight. Her slender waist was like a willow branch in the wind, twisting gracefully and gracefully like a snow-white butterfly.
The girls in black skirts also joined in, surrounding the figures in white skirts like stars and the moon, just like the King of Butterflies playing with a group of small butterflies in the flowers. Every gesture and gesture naturally carries a thrilling charm!
