Military Major's Divine Doctor Hot Wife

Song Yue stood at the door of the classroom. He couldn't believe his eyes.

There are rows of desks and stools in the classroom, all made of wood, which are very old.

The table is more than one meter long, and the stool is an ordinary bench.

On the roof, the wires were exposed directly, with solitary light bulbs hanging.

About to save electricity, or money, a classroom on a light bulb, now turned on, but the classroom is still dark.

There is also a musty smell that can't be dissipated.

The ground is directly soil, not even a brick, song Yue even saw some corners where there are weeds.

She couldn't imagine such a bad classroom.

Originally, she came to deliver things, do charity, or utilitarian heart in the majority. At this time, looking at the shabby classroom, as well as those ragged children, song Yue's heart really gave birth to a kind of helping heart.

She really didn't want to stay in such a place, so she took out her camera and kept taking pictures.

Shabby desks and stools, weeds in the corner, bare wires on the roof beam, solitary light bulbs.

And dim classrooms.

After that, he took pictures for each child, recorded videos of distributing books and stationery, and asked the children to take a few group photos with banners, so that they could write down their wishes. Song Yue planned to leave.

She's going to set up a charity fund, and then she'll have an official website.

These photos, wishes and videos will be put on the official website.

It took almost two hours to do these things.

At noon, smoke curled up in the village, and the smell of food wafted in the air.

The villagers warmly invited them to stay for lunch, but song Yue didn't agree. She couldn't get used to the food here.

Out of the village back to the car, song Yue just sighed: "I didn't expect, here is so poor."

Zhao Dazhi laughs: "in fact, this is not the poorest. The place we are going to be will be even poorer."

Song Yue a Leng, looked back at the direction of the eye mountain village, in the end did not say anything, just sighed.

Those people are really poor.

However, there is no way to do this. There are no profitable projects in the mountains, so young people will go out to work in order to make money, leaving behind the elderly and left behind children in a village.

But not all young people are willing to go out, and some still stay in the village to eat and die.

"Find a place to eat."

It took them about half an hour to find a restaurant that looked good for lunch.

Song Yue tasted a little, thought the taste was too general, did not eat much.

When she saw that Zhao Dazhi and others didn't dislike it, she ordered more meat dishes to make them eat well.

In the afternoon, they went to the two poor mountain villages marked on the map, sent things, took videos and photos, and let the children write down their wishes.

But after that, it was late and it rained heavily.

For the sake of safety, Zhao Dazhi proposes to rest in the village.

The village head was very enthusiastic and made room for them.

Song Yue sleeps in the inner room, while Zhao Dazhi and others sleep in the outer room, so they can take care of each other.

Unable to leave, song Yue holds an umbrella and takes a camera to shoot a little rain.

The mountain village is poor and dilapidated. When it rains, it looks especially miserable.

Many houses still have rain leaks.

Song Yue took a lot of photos and was taking a camera when he saw a very thin child.