Why it never ends

Chapter 1054 Experience
"What can you teach them here?" Welsing said softly, "The history taught in the common language is useless outside the classroom."

"Yes, there are," Bo Heng said, "Once you have mastered the common language, you can go to the city to be an apprentice. Generally speaking, being able to speak the language of the third district is the minimum requirement, and being able to speak the common language is a big plus—"

"Are there many?" Hesta asked. "The last people to go to the city?"

"…Not many, but there are some." Bo Heng led a few people to continue walking forward. "After all, they were born and raised here, and their relatives and friends are all in the mountains. It is human nature that they don't want to be too far away from home."

"Then why teach the common language?" said Welsing.

Hesta's gaze turned slightly towards Velsin - she vaguely felt that Velsin's question contained some sarcasm and sabotage.

Victoria took over the conversation at the right time: "You have a university here, right? Is it nearby?"

"It's quite far, beyond walking distance," Bo Heng said, "I can't go there today. If you are interested, you can stay a few more days and I will take you around."

"No, I'm just asking. It's just disturbing you to walk around." Victoria said with a smile, "Do people with the ability of mercury needle like you and Eunice also receive education with ordinary people?"

"That won't work. We have to separate them," Bo Heng replied, "otherwise, accidents are likely to happen."

"We also need to set up a reserve base." Hesta looked at Victoria, "After all, there will be a lot of extra training missions."

Victoria nodded repeatedly, and then quickly moved a few steps towards Bo Heng: "...Can you take us to visit that?"

Bo Heng laughed awkwardly again: "...I can't answer right away, wait for me to ask."

"Ask your teacher?" Hesta looked at him.

"Ah."

"What's his name?"

"Aji." Boheng replied, "He will return to the settlement this afternoon. He wants to see you at dinner time--"

"Forget it," Welsing said with a smile, "I'm not interested in meeting the old man."

Bo Heng immediately turned to Victoria and Hesta: "What about you?"

"Okay." Hesta said, "You arrange it."

The group continued walking along the corridor. After learning about the backgrounds of the students here, Hesta quickly recognized some mothers, daughters, and sisters from the crowd. They often sat together, sharing the same set of paper and pens. Some pairs of mothers, daughters, and sisters looked very similar. At first glance, it looked like slices of the same person at different ages were displayed in the same time and space.

At the end of the corridor, there are two non-silent study rooms. At both ends of the study room, there are three rows of metal bookshelves, which are filled with many large books. An administrator is checking the books with a list.

Some five or six-year-old girls were playing with building blocks, and their mothers, who were seventeen or eighteen or thirty-five or thirty-six, sat in groups of two or three at a low table not far from them, with many notes and color-printed books spread out on the table. A few elderly women sat by the window with their eyes squinting, wearing narrow and thick glasses, knitting blankets.

Sometimes the children would throw balls or building blocks near the adults, and they would dive into the arms of their elders like fish, and then quickly slip away like loaches before being caught. The entire study room was filled with children's laughter, screams, and adults' light or heavy conversations, but no one seemed to be disturbed.

Hesta stood at the door and watched for a while, until a few women who were studying came out and asked her what was going on, she shook her head and smiled and left. Boheng had already taken Victoria and the others to another open space behind the middle school, where they were being demolished, and the sound of sledgehammers hitting the wall could be heard from afar.

When everyone entered the house, Victoria realized that the demolition work was almost finished. Apart from a few load-bearing columns and some construction waste that had not yet been removed, there was nothing in the room, only the floor was still covered with mottled colors that had become darker and lighter due to weathering.

"This was originally a nursery," Bo Heng said, "We take in orphans and abandoned babies from the neighborhood."

"…Then why tear it down?" Victoria walked to the center of the house and turned back, "You don't want to take it now?"

"Accept." Bo Heng frowned, "...There was something wrong with the way we raised him before. We plan to correct it."

"What's the problem?" Hesta's voice came from the door. "How do I correct it?"

"We originally wanted to practice socialized upbringing," Boheng also walked to the center of the room, his hand pointing from one end of the room to the other. "Originally, from here to here, it was a rest room for children under three years old. We placed a crib or child bed every 1.5 meters, and followed strict disinfection principles in the daily care process to ensure that every child can eat healthy meals and drink clean water... Every nurse who comes in and out of here is healthy, but the children are still constantly sick and have fevers. They get better after being given antibiotics, but they will fall ill again quickly once the antibiotics are stopped."

Bo Heng turned around and said, "I really don't understand why."

"Has anyone been here to check it out?" Victoria asked.

"Yes," Bo Heng replied. "A very famous pediatrician came here last week. He suggested that we implement stricter disinfection and isolation measures, especially to prevent nurses from directly touching children. Even the healthiest adults can carry bacteria and viruses."

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"...Is that the only reason?" Hesta frowned slightly. "I saw that the children in the school were quite energetic just now. There's no reason why the physical fitness of the children would be so different just because they are so far away from each other?"

"Perhaps young children are always more vulnerable..."

"Have you asked Ms. Pacat?" Hesta asked suddenly.

"Who?"

"The old lady on our farm," Hesta said, "lives in Ms. Zuby's house. She is an expert in children's education and should be very experienced in this area."

"Her?" Bo Heng showed a surprised expression, "I thought she was just an old lady living with her daughter in her old age!"

Hesta took out her cell phone, glanced at the screen and quickly put it back in her pocket.

"I'll write her an email when we get back to the room and have internet access," Hesta said. "Do you have any relevant medical records? Can you give them to me?"

"Yes, I have saved it electronically," Bo Heng said, "I'll give it to you tonight."

Hesta nodded, then took out a memo and quickly wrote something on it.

Versin glanced at Hesta: "Why are you so interested in these things?"

"It's always a good idea to gain experience," Hesta put away his pen, "You never know when it might come in handy."