My Genius Twins and Billionaire Wife

Gu man can't help but worry: "those children have broken their skin, the wound is bleeding, we have to deal with the wound! In case of tetanus? "

The village head waved his hand with a smile: "it's OK, our children in the countryside are not so delicate! And they're used to it. "

Li Zichen solemnly looked at the mud road and stone road on the ground: "this road has to be repaired."

"What did you say?" The village head didn't seem to understand Li Zichen.

Li Zichen shook his head: "nothing."

Gu man clenched her lips: "can you take me to see the schools and hospitals in the village?"

These are important places.

School is a place to educate children and give them knowledge.

Hospitals, places to deal with children's illness and injuries.

Village head: "hospital? There are so many hospitals in our small village! "

"There's always a clinic, isn't there?" Gu Zichen asked.

The village head shook his head again: "no, we don't have a clinic here, but there is one in the next village. If we get sick, we have to rush to the next village to see a doctor."

"How far is it?" Gu Zichen continued.

The village head thought, "about forty minutes' walk."

Gu man frowned: "forty minutes? What if you need to see a doctor immediately in case of an emergency

Hearing her question, the village head was silent.

The road is so far away, and the traffic here is not convenient.

It would be nice for the richest people in the village to have a cow in their home. They can't afford transportation.

If they really meet the situation mentioned by Gu Manman, they can only try their best to run to the health center, and there is no other way

It's just waiting.

Looking at the silent village head, Gu Manman also understood.

"There's always a school. Take me there."

She changed the subject.

The village head nodded: "OK, come with me here."

He took the lead and led Gu Manman to the school in the village.

"This is the school in our village."

It's a school, it's more like a utility room.

There are no windows in the wooden room, and I don't know how many years it has been. In the house, the wood is beginning to damp, covered with moss, and the whole house is crumbling and shaking.

They watched out for fear that the house would fall down.

But it's the best house in the village.

Other houses are either thatched or earthen. At least they are made of wood.

From the airy window, from the outside to the inside, the inside is even more crude.

There is no blackboard. There is a big black board on the wall in front of the stage.

There was a white haired woman standing on it. The woman was holding a white stone in her hand, which she didn't know. She held the heavy stone tightly in her hand.

She used the white stone to write on the black board, and tried her best to teach: "now Wang!"

She wrote a very small one, as if to save space.

And the board has been written all over the font, the font has not been wiped off, has been left on the black board.

Under the stage, a small room was full of children.

The children have no desks or chairs.

They sit on the ground one after another. The teacher writes with white stones on the stage. They use their fingers to learn how to write in the sand on the ground.

Because it's sand, it's easy to be knocked off.

There are so many people sitting in a room. When they accidentally touch the sand, the words they just wrote are gone.

When the word is gone, it can only be rewritten.

Even so, they haven't complained at all. They write it over and over again.

When the village head came into the house, the teacher stopped lecturing: "village head."

The village head nodded, "well."

Gu man man entered the house and squatted on one side, looking at the children who were writing seriously.

Even if the village head came in with people, it didn't attract their attention.

They are very serious about their study. They always look at the black board and write on the sand.

She can clearly see that every child's fingers here are stained.

Fingernail seam, is full of sand, looking at people heartache.

There are also some children who keep writing on the sand with their fingers scratched and bleeding. They have not given up yet and have been writing on the ground.

Gu man clenched her lips and gently grasped one of the children's hands.

"Don't write. Your hands are broken and bleeding..."

The child took off her hand: "no! It's not easy for me to come to this class. If I don't take this opportunity to learn more, I'll have to wait until the next time. "

She is listening to the misty: "what next time? What's so hard to come to a class? "At this time, the village head came up to her and explained to her, "well, the environment in our village is too poor and the conditions are not good. Most of the supporting teachers have run away, and no one wants to come here. And we can only do it by ourselves, so there is only one teacher in the village. "

He refers to the white haired teacher on the stage.

Female teachers look like they are in their sixties, but they are still supporting teaching in such an environment, which is really admirable.

"She is the only one here who has studied in the city for two years, so she became a teacher in our village. Because of physical reasons, and the classroom is so big, in order to ensure fairness, so that every child can go to class, we can only choose the way that children come to class in turn. "

The village head explained.

Because there are many children in the village, and the room is only so big, so only a group of children can come to class each time.

Children who have finished their classes have to wait for other children who have not finished their classes before they can continue to come to class.

So, generally, every child has to wait two or three days after class to continue.

And the teacher also up age, generally on an hour, will have to rest more than ten minutes.

So, in this way, the progress is very slow.

Moreover, female teachers have been studying for two years, so they have not learned much.

She can only teach her children what she has learned, and nothing else.

After listening to this, Gu finally understood why these children would rather have broken fingers than continue to practice writing.

She gritted her teeth. "In that case, why not build a big school and let all the children have the chance to go to school!"

"Well, we want to! But you can see the situation in our village. If we have such conditions, we certainly want every child to go to school! "

The village head sighed and said, "recently, Tang Xiaohong's physical condition is not very good. She is coughing every day. I ask her to have a rest, but she just wants to teach."

"At the beginning, she said that she would have three days' class and one day's rest, but she didn't abide by it. Every day in class for the children, in fact, she is really a big benefactor in our village! It's a great benefactor to the children

Tang Xiaohong is a white haired female teacher who has been lecturing on the stage.