Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 454 Strong Faculty

In the Delica van, Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling, holding maps in their hands, looked out the window at Comrade Jiang Shan, who was leaning on the truck window and pointing and waving.

After a while, after handing over two more cigarettes, Jiangshan and the truck driver said goodbye to each other with a smile.

"Okay, collect all the maps."

Jiangshan returned to the car and started it again.

Jiang Zhuangzhuang: "Have you asked everything clearly?"

"of course,"

Jiang Shan waved his hand forward and said, "Guangde County, go ahead!"

……

Shiting Village, Guangde County, Anhui Province.

Several days of rain and snow had ruined the country roads beyond recognition.

But even so, children from the surrounding villages still came to school, one step at a time.

In the classroom, cold raindrops were dripping.

The children's chairs were arranged in a haphazard manner to avoid the main areas where rain leaks.

Li Jin, who was on the podium, finished writing the last line of math problems and turned to the students and said:

"Homework for the third and fourth graders has been left. If anyone has questions they don't understand, go ask the teacher next door."

After saying that, Teacher Li, looking pale, walked out, holding his stomach.

"Teacher Li,"

Zhu Fangcao, who was sitting near the classroom door, looked at the teacher worriedly:

"Teacher Li, are you okay?"

"fine,"

Li Jin, who was usually quiet, smiled despite the pain:
"The teacher's old problem has come back, but it will be fine after a while."

Li Jin is an honest man. After graduating from a normal school, he returned to the town and became a middle school teacher.

After that, he was seconded to Shiting Village Primary School and was never transferred back.

I can only go back to town and reunite with my lover during the winter and summer vacations.

A few years ago, I was thinking about using my connections to transfer back to my original unit, but after being criticized several times because of my background, I no longer had this idea.

The trend has eased somewhat in the past two years.

But Teacher Li, who had developed feelings for Siting Village, had no intention of leaving.

"Students, this is your last semester at Siting Village Primary School,"

At this moment, Teacher Li walked into another classroom:
"Let's work hard so that we can all go to the middle school in town.

Then I went to high school and then to college..."

This semester, Teacher Li opened a separate classroom for nine fifth-grade students.

The main purpose is to provide graduating children with more quiet space to study.

He knew that as soon as the children in the village got out of school, there would be a lot of work waiting for them.

"Even if you study hard, the teacher still says the same thing,"

Li Jin looked at Zhu Xiaojun, the student with the best grades in the class:
"If your parents want to stop you from studying, tell the teacher. I will work with the village chief to do the work..."

At this point, Li Jin in front of the blackboard suddenly stopped talking.

Looking at the beads of sweat on the teacher's face, the monitor Zhu Yan quickly stood up and asked, "Teacher Li, what's wrong with you?"

"Need I ask? It must be my stomach problem coming back again."

Zhu Xiaojun, the eldest child in the family, rushed forward upon seeing this.

He held up Teacher Li, who was sweating from the pain.

Half an hour later, in a mud house at the edge of the classroom.

Teacher Li, who was curled up in bed, finally recovered.

"I don't think this will work,"

The old village chief Zhu Qianjin tapped his pipe on his shoe and said, "We still have to send you to the hospital in town."

Zhu Quanneng, the youngest son of the village chief, is an expert tractor operator in the village.

He is a hardworking and righteous person.

He is more enthusiastic than his father and wants to get involved in everything.

The only thing I don’t like is going to school.

Until one day, I saw some comrades from the Youth League Society arguing over a set of college entrance examination review materials.

Only then did I have the idea of ​​taking the college entrance examination.

For this reason, Zhu Quanneng has been going to school quite often recently.

After all, this is the only place where there are teachers.

"Teacher Li, you're right to listen to my dad,"

At this moment, he also followed suit and advised: "I will help you pack up and send you back in the afternoon."

"Don't rush back,"

Li Jin waved his hands weakly: "Didn't the village head say that the new teacher will be here soon? I will just hold on for a few more days."

"No, you can't afford to delay this illness."

How could the old village chief believe the township head's words?
"Besides, it won't be long before the school holidays. Even if he sends a teacher down, it will definitely be after the Chinese New Year."

"Then I can't leave."

Although Mr. Li is an honest person, he is meticulous about his work:
"If I leave, what will happen to the children's final exams?"

The old village chief was about to say something else when he caught a glimpse of the children crowding at the window.

"Well, then hurry up and take the exam,"

Zhu Qianjin sighed: "After the exam, let Quanneng take you back."

……

After coming out of the school, Zhu Qianjin, with his hands in his sleeves, hunched his neck and frowned all the way.

"Now, the teacher who was supposed to come didn't come, and now even the only teacher is leaving."

"Dad, what did you say to the village chief?"

"Just tell the truth, what else can I say," Zhu Qianjin muttered:
"I told him a long time ago that if a new teacher wasn't sent, Teacher Li would definitely collapse. See, I was right."

As the father and son were talking, a whirring sound suddenly came from the front.

It comes in waves and sounds strangely loud.

"Almighty,"

Zhu Qianjin suddenly stopped and asked, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard."

"What's this noise?"

Zhu Quanneng pricked up his ears: "It seems to be... the sound of a car engine."

"Comrades, fellow countrymen,"

Suddenly, a young female comrade appeared at the intersection ahead.

Ding Lingling waved her hand and called out almost every name she could: "Uncle, Grandpa, is Shiting Village nearby?"

"Ok?"

Zhu Qianjin and his son stretched their heads at the same time and carefully looked at the female comrade who suddenly appeared in front of them.

"You're looking for Siting Village?"

The old village chief suddenly had a very wonderful premonition: "This is it!"

"Here it is,"

Ding Lingling's face was obviously relieved: "How do I get to Siting Village Primary School?"

"oops,"

Zhu Qianjin and his son slapped their thighs at the same time: "The village head is still reliable at critical moments."

"That's right," Zhu Quanneng grinned and said, "Dad, now Teacher Li can finally go back to recuperate."

"Girl, I am the head of this village,"

Zhu Qianjin ignored his son. His eyes were only on Ding Lingling at the intersection:
"Don't worry, I'll take you to Siting Village Primary School right away, but... why didn't you bring your luggage?"

"My luggage is in the car,"

After Ding Lingling had figured out the way forward, she thought of the way back:

"Comrade village chief, our car is stuck in the mud. Could you please help push it?"

"Your car?" Zhu Quanneng was visibly stunned: "You...what kind of car do you have?"

Could it be that this girl rode her bicycle all the way here?

That's not true. A bicycle can get stuck in the mud.

While Zhu Quanneng was thinking, his father had already taken a step towards the girl.

At this moment, Jiang Shan and Jiang Zhuangzhuang, who had tried for a long time to get the wheel out without success, were leaning against the car smoking.

When they saw Ding Lingling leading Zhu Qianjin and his son to appear, the two of them rushed over enthusiastically as if they were meeting their family.

Looking at Jiang Shan and Jiang Zhuangzhuang who were smiling in front of them, the old village chief and his son looked as if they had seen a ghost.

What does it mean?
Nowadays, when a primary school teacher is sent by the higher-ups, he or she will be escorted by a special car?

Or……?
"You guys?" Before he could say anything, his son spoke up: "You guys are all together?"

"Yes," Jiang Shan nodded: "We are from the same unit."

The old village chief: "We all have to go to Siting Village Primary School?"

"Yes, old comrade,"

Jiang Shan looked into the distance and said, "Could it be that we have already arrived?"

"You guessed right," Ding Lingling said with a smile, "The village ahead is Siting Village, and this old comrade is the village chief of Siting Village."

"Oh, it's the village chief."

Jiang Shan quickly extended his hand and said with a smile: "Comrade Village Chief, we will trouble you in the next few days."

"What's the trouble?"

Zhu Qianjin couldn't stop smiling: "We have been looking forward to seeing you for a long time."

Jiang Shan, Jiang Zhuangzhuang, Ding Lingling: "..."

"Quick, all-powerful," the old village chief said excitedly, "Let's help push the car out quickly."

After all, it is because of reform and opening up that the teaching staff provided to their village by the organization has become stronger.

"okay!"

Zhu Quanneng was overjoyed and felt like he had endless energy.

A few people shouted one, two, three loud voices and pushed the van stuck in the mud out.

"That's the one on the front left, do you see it?" Zhu Quanneng, who was sitting in the van, was extremely excited.

"oh,"

Jiang Shan saw it and turned the steering wheel to the left: "So this is the Siting Village Primary School."

"It's not easy,"

Ding Lingling was almost falling apart after such a bumpy ride: "We are finally here."

"yes,"

The old village chief also sighed: "You are finally here."

When a light yellow van slowly drove into the school.

The children in the two classrooms looked out the window together.

One of them couldn't help it and simply squeezed towards the window.

At this time, the old village chief sitting in the car was reading a letter of introduction.

It was only then that he realized: "So you are not the teachers sent by the higher-ups, oh~"

"It's over now,"

Zhu Quanneng, who was so happy for nothing, looked disappointed and said, "It seems that Teacher Li can't go back to see the doctor again."

"how?"

Jiang Shan, who was not welcomed by the local people, seemed to have heard something: "Is the teacher of this primary school sick?"

"It has been ill for a long time," the old village chief sighed. "There is only one primary school in this area.

There were originally two teachers, but now only Teacher Li is left. Unfortunately, Teacher Li’s stomach problem has recurred recently…”

"So," Jiang Shan understood, "you have been waiting for a new teacher to take over?"

"That's right," Zhu Quanneng reported truthfully:
"She almost fainted from the pain but she still refused to leave. She insisted that she would not leave until the children finished their exams."

Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling, who were looking at the primary school in front of them, turned their heads together after hearing this.

"No matter how hard life is, we must not make children suffer. This is what Teacher Li often says, comrade reporter,"

The old village chief, who already knew the identities of these three people, suddenly grabbed Jiangshan's hand:

"It's not easy for you to come here, we will definitely cooperate with you if you want to find out anything.

When you go back, you must report the situation of our village to your superiors..."

"Don't worry, this is exactly what we do," Jiang Shan agreed without saying a word.

"But now,"

Jiangshan looked at the two generals beside him:

"Old village chief, you helped us push the car out before, and now it's time for us to help you."

"right,"

Ding Lingling, who received the signal, put on an expression as if she was about to be executed:

"Village head, where is the teacher Li you mentioned? Let him go back to see a doctor and we will take his place in the class."

"you?"

The old village chief looked them up and down and asked: "You guys still have classes?"

"Don't underestimate us,"

Jiang Zhuangzhuang pushed open the car door and said, "I'm a junior college student, so teaching a few math problems is no problem for me."

When the three new comrades heard that the school was in trouble, they were ready to roll up their sleeves.

But when they walked into the classroom one by one, they were still stunned by the scene before them.

"Why does this classroom not feel much warmer than outside?"

Ding Lingling, wearing a cotton coat and a scarf, looked at the tables and chairs scattered around the room and asked, "What is this...?"

"It just stopped raining," Village Chief Zhu quickly moved a broken desk in front of him.

"The children haven't had time to straighten their desks yet."

"Is it raining in the classroom?"

"It's been leaking for years, and it can't be fixed no matter how hard we try."

While the adults were talking, the children had already arranged the tables and chairs as neatly as they thought possible.

"Then let's do this..."

Looking at the questions left on the blackboard, Jiang Shan gave the instructions:

"You two should get familiar with the situation with your classmates first. I'll go over to see the teacher."

"Okay, go and do your thing."

"Just leave it to us."

Both were born as journalists, and what Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling are best at is chatting and dealing with people.

As for the children from the village in front of me, there is no need to worry about them.

……

In a mud house with walls covered with newspapers.

I don’t know if it’s because of its small size, but Jiangshan felt a little warm when he just entered the room.

Teacher Li Jin, who had been lying on the bed, now struggled to sit up.

When he looked at Jiangshan with surprise, he received a smile from him:
"You must be Teacher Li, hello," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "I am a reporter from Oriental Metropolis Daily..."

More than 20 minutes later, when Jiangshan closed his notebook and followed the old village chief into the classroom again.

The aroma of malted milk that hit us directly raised the temperature in the classroom by several degrees.

Zhu Quanneng, holding a kettle in his hand, was happily busy adding hot water to the children's lunch boxes.

It turned out that this was the students' lunch time.

Looking at the children's lunch boxes, there are only a few cold steamed buns, salted vegetables, and cornmeal cakes...

Ding Lingling turned around and got into the car and carried down two buckets of malted milk.

At this moment, I looked at the fragrant malted milk in the lunch box and porcelain bowl.

When the elementary school students saw this thing for the first time, they were reluctant to drink it for a while.

Until one of the children took the lead and took a sip: "Oh, it's so sweet."

Then they quickly held the cup with both hands and started drinking.

"Slow down, be careful not to burn yourself,"

Ding Lingling really looked like a teacher at this moment: "Students at the back, don't be anxious. Wait until it's mixed well before drinking..."

Listening to the sound of spoons hitting lunch boxes in the classroom.

Jiang Shan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Quick, make a cup for Teacher Li. I'll drive him to town later..."

At this moment, he had to find a phone quickly, as the BMW advertisement was already in sight.

And at this moment in the Pujiang City Light Industry Bureau.

Facing the annual summaries on the table, Section Chief Han happily said to Xu Muchun:

"At yesterday's summary meeting, the leaders of the White Rabbit Candy Factory, White Cat Washing Powder, and China Pencil Factory all expressed their gratitude to you!"

"Where's Jiangshan?"

Director Xu asked without even looking up: "Why didn't you notify him to come to the meeting?"

"I have informed you, but... Section Chief Jiang doesn't seem to be in Pujiang."

"Not in Pujiang? Did he go to Yanjing again?"

"I didn't go to Yanjing," Chief Han paused for a few seconds and thought:
"We went to a place called...Siting Village."

"where?"

Hearing this, Xu Muchun finally raised his head: "Where is Jiangshan?"

(End of this chapter)