Chapter 27 Beautiful mountain road, rotten wood sprouts "Reborn from the ashes, this is it...
An Huaixu frowned and glanced at Jiang Song.
Jiang Song curled the corners of his lips in a friendly manner.
Shi Yun was unaware of this and looked towards the village chief with eyes full of admiration.
As soon as Shan Ze got off the car, the village chief frowned at him and scolded him, ordering him not to run around mischievously.
Shan Ze pursed his lips, obviously turning a deaf ear to the words.
All the people were present, the village chief distributed the tools and gloves, and Director Zhang announced the rules.
"The mountain road is divided into three parts, marked by red flags. I, the village chief, and Xiaoshi will lead the way respectively. Now, please come forward and draw the route."
Finally, Shi Yun led the group up the mountain along the middle path.
The village chief and the middle class walked on the left.
Principal Zhang and Xiaoban are on the right.
"The mission will start on time at 15:00. Please be sure to gather at the foot of the mountain at 16:30."
Following the director's order, the three teams walked towards the mountain road in an orderly manner.
An Huaixu walked at the end of the small class team, watching Shi Yun and Qiao Yu chatting and disappearing into the woods.
At this moment, he suddenly panicked and wanted to chase after him urgently.
After a while, he took a deep breath and finally endured it.
It's okay, they will meet again.
Once you enter the mountain, you’ll be surrounded by the chirping of birds and shaded by trees. A cool feeling will penetrate your bones, making you feel relaxed and happy.
Jiang Song stretched himself and looked around. The sunlight penetrated the shadows of thousands of trees, scattering fragments of light on the ground. The green leaves rustled softly, and the colorful flowers competed for fragrance and beauty, swaying in the wind.
Of course, if you ignore the garbage in the corner, this is indeed a rare beauty.
Jiang Song asked curiously: "Where does all this garbage come from?"
Director Zhang: "Something was blown away by the wind, some was lost, there were all kinds of things, and gradually there were more and more."
Jiang Song listened and looked at the children.
The children gathered in groups, lively catching butterflies and picking flowers, and their joyful laughter was pleasant to the ears.
"Look! My precious sword!"
Ning Jia was picking up a peculiarly shaped branch from the roadside and excitedly holding it up to show off to everyone.
Li Zhiqing was not convinced and waved her willow whip: "Your whip is nothing, mine is the most powerful!"
Director Zhang asked her to be careful not to hit anyone, and then he started chatting with Jiang Song: "Before, the roads here were not so easy to walk on. We fell down one after another. Now that the mountain roads have been reinforced and fenced, it is much safer than before."
Jiang Song observed that the fence was brand new and guessed that it might have been installed recently.
But it is also true that since the program crew dared to let the children go up the mountain to film, they must have made all the preparations.
Director Zhang squeezed his knees and pointed to the fork in the road marked with a red flag on the left: "Let's go this way."
Jiang Song noticed Director Zhang's little move, reached out to stop him, and pretended to be tired and said to An Huaixu who was not far away: "Teacher An, let's rest here for a while. I haven't climbed a mountain for a long time, and I'm a little tired."
An Huaixu was walking with the children and picking up trash. When he heard the sound, he turned around, picked up a mineral water bottle with a tongs, and put it into the trash bag without even raising his head.
An Shuqi, wearing small gloves, stood on a stone and hopped to reach the pieces of plastic bag hanging on the branches.
An Huaixu picked him up with one hand and helped him take off the fragments.
The local children had obviously been to the mountains many times and were very familiar with the place. Especially Lucky, he filled half a bag and poured it into An Huaixu's big pocket in a short while.
An Huaixu rubbed his head, handed him a piece of candy, and whispered, "Reward."
Lucky took it happily, jumped out, fumbled for something on the side of the mountain, and turned back to An Huaixu.
An Huaixu: "What's wrong?"
Lucky raised his hand and handed him two small red fruits.
An Huaixu picked it up and looked at it for a moment, then put it in his mouth. It tasted very sweet and sour and refreshing.
With a look of lucky expectation, he nodded: "Not bad."
Just like that, he praised himself and got himself a little praise.
Lucky, who was always restless, suddenly calmed down and followed An Huaixu: "Teacher, I'll be good. Can you really teach me how to ride a tricycle?"
An Huaixu bent down to pick up something, and when he stood up and continued walking forward, he took the time to reply, "Yeah."
Lucky trotted after him: "When I grow up, can I become someone like you?"
An Huaixu: "You will be better than me."
"Teacher, are big cities particularly gorgeous?"
"fine."
"Can I live in a big house that doesn't leak in the future?"
"Um."
"Does that mean your butt won't get cold in winter?"
"No, it's warm."
Lucky kept on talking and asking questions.
An Huaixu answered a lot of his nonsense, still patiently, quickly but sincerely.
Until the child asked:
"Teacher... do my parents really not want me?"
An Huaixu noticed that Lucky was in a bad mood, so he stopped and turned around to squat in front of Lucky.
Lucky grabbed the hem of her clothes, her innocent eyes filled with tears.
"Why don't they want me anymore..."
Today's words obviously had a profound impact on Lucky, and he was trapped in a vortex of sadness, unable to extricate himself.
But the fact that he could ask this question means that he is trying to save himself.
An Huaixu still remembers what Shi Yun said.
He patted Lucky's head, and his voice was as gentle as possible, but with a hint of stiffness.
"No, they love you very much. Just like your name, your coming is a blessing to them."
"Then why did they all leave me..."
Lucky clenched his fists stubbornly, trying hard not to let tears fall.
An Huaixu picked him up and walked to the fence: "Because you are their hope."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt warmth flowing down his shoulders and neck.
An Huaixu raised his hand and hesitated for a moment, then gently patted Lucky on the back.
Director Zhang and Jiang Song looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.
Jiang Song changed the subject: "The scenery on the mountain is so beautiful, why haven't you considered developing tourism?"
Director Zhang: "Our area has inconvenient transportation, and no one is willing to walk so far to see this ordinary hill."
Jiang Song said "Oh" in understanding.
Director Zhang guessed that Jiang Song had asked for a break because of him, and he felt guilty, so he took the initiative to say:
"It was raining heavily before, and I accidentally fell while climbing the mountain. This leg is the root cause of the surgery I had at that time. In fact, I shouldn't have come on this mission. I can feel that I don't have many opportunities to climb the mountain. I just wanted to take this opportunity to have fun with everyone, but I didn't expect..."
Jiang Song didn't want to make the topic too serious, so he said lightly, "Director Zhang, let's keep going. I've been envious of the beautiful scenery for a long time! Hey, are these the only three roads we can take to get up the mountain?"
When Director Zhang talked about the past glory, his tone changed and he said cheerfully: "Hey, as long as we want to go, we can go anywhere!"
“So amazing!”
"Of course not!"
An Huaixu coaxed Lucky, put him on the ground, and broke off a branch for him: "Here, the most powerful Lucky Sword, go and play with it."
The little boy couldn't escape the temptation. He immediately burst into laughter and went to compete with Ning Jiazheng's imperial sword.
Jiang Song caught a flying garbage bag, stood beside him, and said something else: "I thought Xingyun was afraid of you, but I didn't expect that this guy actually worships you."
An Huaixu didn't reply to him and turned to leave.
Jiang Song looked at An Huaixu's frown and took a step closer with amusement: "There is no hour today, are you feeling a little lonely, Mr. An?"
An Huaixu silently quickened his pace.
Jiang Song was in a good mood and wanted to have a chat with him. He pretended to enjoy the scenery and deliberately chased after him, avoiding the camera and asked bluntly: "Do you hate me because of my childhood?"
An Huaixu was not stupid, so how could he not hear that Jiang Song's tone was smiling, and it was obvious that he was setting a trap for him.
He didn’t confirm or deny it, but instead asked, “Who are you looking at through Shi Yun?”
Jiang Song's mouth froze for a moment, and just as he was about to explain, An Huaixu had already left.
The children not far away seemed to have discovered something and all ran to Lin Yun.
“This dead tree actually sprouted!”
“It’s amazing!”
An Shuqi noticed An Huaixu and happily asked him to come over and watch together.
An Huaixu found it troublesome and didn't want to get involved in these matters.
Just as he was about to leave, Shi Yun's loving expression on the group of children flashed before his eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he turned around and walked over.
An Huaixu squatted beside An Shuqi, and then he discovered that on the rotten wood that was obviously licked by the flames and was half buried in the soil, there was a young seedling stubbornly poking its head out.
An Huaixu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about, then he suddenly smiled and whispered, "Miracle."
An Shuqi: "What do you mean?"
An Huai Preface: "Rebirth from the ashes, this is life."
Jiang Song, who had come here without knowing what was going on, explained gently, "You are just like this seedling. Although inconspicuous, you are tenacious and will eventually break through the sky. You are a unique gift from heaven to your parents. Your life is the most precious gift from your parents to you. You must cherish it. In addition, not only us humans, but also plants and animals have lives. We must respect and cherish life."
The children raised their ignorant faces and looked up at the towering tree with him.
An Shuqi: "Can trees breathe?"
Jiang Song: “Yes.”
Jiang Nianyu: "Do trees sleep too?"
An Huaixu: “Yeah.”
Li Zhiqing: "Then can I be friends with him?"
Jiang Song: "Of course."
The children ran happily.
Only An Huaixu stayed where he was, took a deep look, and somehow took out his mobile phone to take a photo, then he caught up with the main group.
After walking for about another twenty minutes, we turned a corner and finally saw the destination with a red flag flying.
This is an open space with a wide view on the mountainside.
Seeing this, the children excitedly clung to the fence and looked into the distance.
The sky is high and the mountains are continuous, and there are flocks of birds in the clouds.
Jiang Song breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This must be the feeling of looking down on all the mountains."
An Huaixu was picking up trash around, while Jiang Song continued to take the children to learn about nature.
"Look at the movement of the leaves, can you..."
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of something hitting the ground, followed by a cry of pain: "Ugh!"
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