After a busy day, Yan Fangyue finally finished the morning lessons for the children and hurried back to her "dormitory", which was actually a small single room converted from a dilapidated house, but it was indeed much better than the shacks of most people in the village.
Kimura was so poor that the average annual income was less than 1,000 yuan. It took the best efforts of the whole village to help her and another volunteer teacher clean up this mud house.
Yan Fangyue has also gotten used to it.
In fact, when she just graduated, she taught in rural areas just to get extra points for the postgraduate entrance examination. In addition, Yan Fangyue herself likes children and wants to make a small contribution to the country's education. After all, she is a college student and her blood is still hot.
Yan Fangyue didn't think too much when she chose Mucun. It was all rural areas anyway. After all, she liked the environment of Yunnan Province. When she traveled there, the scenery of Dali and Lijiang made her linger. So when she heard the name, she always thought it was also a small village in Yunnan Province with a single tree in the forest, quiet and remote.
It's nice to just treat it as a vacation.
But after taking the train, then the bus several times, and then the bus to the "No. 11 bus" to the village, she and another volunteer teacher Dong Mingxia were a little exhausted.
It is really hard for Yan Fangyue, who has lived in the city since childhood, to imagine that in this era, there are actually villages that can only be reached on foot!
The scenery did not disappoint her. Starting from Maji Village (Mu Village is a village group of Maji Village), they prepared dry food and water and walked all the way. When the houses began to decrease, the scenery became better and better. The early morning mountain forest and the breeze with the fragrance of soil brought bursts of coolness.
The chirping of insects and the singing of birds accompanied them all the way. From time to time, small streams of water flowed along the steep walls. The thick moss growing along the cliffs made the road a little slippery, and Yan Fangyue accidentally fell several times.
When we reached the middle of the mountain and looked into the distance, the mountains were sometimes bright and sometimes dark in the clouds, and the lush vegetation under our feet covered the earth layer by layer.
If you are a hiker who loves hiking, you will definitely find the trip worthwhile.
After about two hours of walking to the top of the mountain, we arrived at Kimura.
There are not many villagers in Mu Village, and the houses are built sparsely. Gao Qingzhi said that it is very integrated into nature and has a unique natural village flavor.
Low emotional intelligence: It’s so fucking broken!
Yan Fangyue has been to many farmhouses. Her impression of the countryside is probably a row of neatly arranged brick and tile houses not far apart, with wisps of smoke rising every noon. On the stone road that is not very clean and tidy but has its own charm, there are chickens, dogs, and children playing.
Or the rural areas along the coast, which can't even be called rural areas. In Guangdong Province, there are rows of villas that are more luxurious than those in the city and are magnificent.
But it is definitely not what it looks like now.
The fellow villager who led the way enthusiastically brought Yan Fangyue and Dong Mingxia to the old village chief. The old village chief's surname was Hai. Most of the people in the village were Lisu.
The old man stretched out his hands, which were wrinkled like chicken skin, and held Yan Fangyue's hands, constantly expressing his gratitude.
The people in the village have little education and the children have few opportunities to study. Fortunately, this year the country arranged these enthusiastic college students to teach, so that the children in the village can have the opportunity to read some books.
Anyway, at least there is hope of getting out.
The villagers were also very enthusiastic and even killed a chicken to welcome the two teachers.
Normally, these chickens in the village are free-range, drinking mountain spring water and eating forest insects. Therefore, the meat of this kind of chicken is firm and delicious, and it is also a major source of income for the village.
In a village where the annual income is less than a thousand yuan, a chicken is a delicacy that may not be eaten even during festivals.
To be honest, Yan Fangyue doesn’t really like eating chicken, except when it’s a diet meal.
However, under the eager gazes of a group of simple villagers, he still cooperated and took a bite.
But as soon as Yan Fangyue put the chicken in her mouth, she was shocked!
Yan Fangyue, who was used to eating those takeout "special chickens" in the city, never thought that chicken stewed with just a little salt could be so delicious!
The meat is tender and firm.
Domestic chickens usually weigh around 3-5 jin, but this chicken weighs nearly 7 jin.
In fact, Yan Fangyue and Dong Mingxia are not big eaters, and they can only eat a little more than 1 kilogram at most.
But Yan Fangyue discovered that the village chief and several villagers at the same table had never touched the chicken. She was a little curious:
"Village chief, why don't you eat this chicken?"
"We don't like chicken. We prefer vegetarian dishes after all."
A few wrinkles smoothed out on Village Chief Hai's wrinkled face, and his kind smile was full of concern and relief.
Yan Fangyue didn't think too much about it. Maybe she didn't like it because she usually ate a lot. Without thinking too much, she and Dong Mingxia started to eat with relish.
After dinner, Yan Fangyue and her friend did not ask the village chief to continue taking them around, and they strolled around the village on their own.
"Yueyue, what do you think of this place?"
After walking a short distance on the muddy path, Dong Mingxia and Yan Fangyue's little white shoes were almost turning into little yellow shoes. Dong Mingxia asked a little worriedly.
Yan Fangyue hesitated for a few seconds and said, "It's even poorer than I thought."
"Yeah! We still have to live here for another year! To be honest, Yueyue, I'm a little discouraged."
"I originally thought this might be a village like Dali or Lijiang, just a little off the beaten path. But now it seems completely different. It's beautiful, with mountains and water, greenery, and a vibrant atmosphere. But the living conditions are indeed a bit difficult."
"How about we go back? Just say you can't adapt to the environment here?"
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