In this almost isolated place, every household's house is made of adobe walls and thatched roofs, and this school,

But it uses red bricks for the walls and cement for the roof.

The playground is spacious and shaded by green trees.

In the center of the playground, a red flag flutters in the wind on a stainless steel flagpole.

Chen Fan walked into the classroom with the help of Chen Qingxuan and Chen Aijun. The classroom had brand new cement floors and brand new desks.

Just then, the primary school’s only teacher and principal came over with a look of gratitude on his face.

"Our school used to have mud walls and thatched roofs. When I first arrived, the mud walls had already cracked in several places, and the thatched roof started leaking when it rained.

As time went by, classrooms began to collapse one by one. Finally, only one classroom remained, which was also shaky. Dozens of students from grades one to three were gathered together in one class to attend classes.

At that time, there were no desks or stools.

The children took two stones to use as stools and placed a wooden board on their knees as a table.

The playground outside was muddy. The flagpole was made of several long wooden sticks tied together with straw ropes. It would be blown down by the wind if the weather was bad.

I have applied for grants many times and have heard that grants are coming, but I have never seen any.

I went to their house many times in person, but I didn't even get to meet the main leader.

Finally, we met. They said that educational resources should be tilted towards the city because there are more children in the city.

As for my school, there are not even a hundred students in grades one to three combined. There is no need to waste resources.

They suggested that these children go to schools in the city.

However, it is at least ten kilometers from here to the outside of the mountain. You say, the oldest of these children is only seven or eight years old. How can these children go to school outside the mountain?

Later, Lao Hu and his group arrived and settled down on the top of the mountain. Our villagers saw that they were lonely and helpless, and someone in their family had just passed away.

So the villagers did their best to help them build houses, reclaim wasteland, and help them settle down in the mountains...

We thought they were refugees from other poorer areas, but unexpectedly, they told us later that they had found a charity foundation for us, which was willing to donate a primary school to our village.

A year ago, the construction team entered the village and worked for a month before building this brand new primary school.

They all say that the school was built by a public welfare foundation, but we all know that it was their own money, and the village has always regarded them as benefactors!

As he spoke, the principal turned and looked at Lao Hu and the others beside Chen Fan, his voice choked with sobs and his eyes full of gratitude.

Lao Hu and the others blushed and scratched their heads, wanting to explain themselves, but nothing came out.

They just turned to look at Chen Fan,

Chen Fan's pale face became even redder, and his eyes were also red.

His body was trembling slightly.

He understood.

He understood.

He was confused at first, because Lao Hu and his companions clearly had hundreds of thousands of US dollars on them. If converted into Daxia currency, it would be millions.

With these millions, they are not rich, but it is enough for them to live a wealthy life.

But,

Why do they still live in houses with adobe walls and thatched roofs, leading a shabby and poor life?

turn out to be,

All their money was used to build primary schools. All their money was donated.

How ironic!

The principal of the primary school went to the higher authorities many times and applied for subsidies many times, but he always heard that the subsidies had arrived, but there was no sign of them in the village.

And his former brothers, members of the Khun Sa Group, notorious drug traffickers,

He donated all his money to the village.

They themselves live in thatched huts and make a living by reclaiming wasteland.

The softest part of Chen Fan's heart was deeply touched.

A sense of pride rose in his heart.

These are all his brothers, these are Chen Fan’s brothers.

He walked forward and gave Lao Hu and the others a hug one by one.

He looked at them with red eyes: "You are all my pride. I, Chen Fan, am blessed to have brothers like you! This... is the biggest surprise you have given me... Even if I leave this world like this in the next moment, I feel that I have no regrets!"

"Master...it's our blessing to be able to follow you!"

"Yes, Master. Without you, we would be like maggots struggling in a cesspool. Only by following you can we truly feel what it feels like to be a human being!"

"Master, thank you!"

“………”

When Lao Hu and the others spoke, their voices were choked with sobs.

"you……….."

Chen Fan gently patted a few people on the shoulders. At this moment, he felt mixed emotions. Perhaps nothing could compare to the satisfaction of shouldering a mission, stepping into the darkness, and while completing the mission, saving a group of believers who longed for salvation!

Chen Fan, Lao Hu and others hugged their heads and sobbed, and everyone around them was secretly wiping away tears.

"Huh!" Chen Fan suddenly began to breathe heavily.

Everyone quickly helped him sit on the steps under the flag. Chen Fan exhaled heavily and refused the ginseng slices that the medical staff handed to him again.

Buzz buzz buzz!

At this moment, the sound of an engine came from far away. Everyone looked up and saw a warning light flashing in the sky.

Then the warning lights came closer.

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