Fu Song turned his head and looked at Jiao Yucheng: "Do you know each other?"
Jiao Yucheng nodded: "Her name is Mile, she is a good child."
After that, he said to Mile: "You are going to school now, right? I'll take you there."
Mile, who was originally wary of Fu Song, climbed into Jiao Yucheng's car without any hesitation.
Jiao Yucheng turned around and got into the car, but was stopped by Fu Song.
"Brother Jiao, let me drive. You can take a break."
Jiao Yucheng was stunned, but did not stop it. Instead, he sat in the back row with Mile.
The car continued to speed, and Jiao Yucheng asked Mile: "How are your studies going recently?"
"Don't worry, Uncle Jiao. Lele has always been in the top three in every exam."
But Jiao Yucheng didn't buy it: "Come on, I don't know you yet. In every exam, you only write down the things you know, and don't write down any of the things you don't know."
“Puff…”
Fu Song finally couldn't help laughing. He said, "Don't you just write down what you know in the exam? You can't write down what you don't know even if you want to!"
Mile agreed: "That's right, how can I write if I don't know how to do it?"
Jiao Yucheng: "If you don't know how to do it, can't you learn? No one is born knowing everything."
Mile lowered his head: "Oh, I see."
Seeing that she admitted her mistake but was clearly unconvinced, Fu Song couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Are you having any difficulties with your studies?"
Mile pouted: "There is no difficulty, I just don't have time."
"No time?"
"Yes, other students can study when they get home, but I can only work when I get home.
Living on campus is a bit better now. When I lived at home before, I simply didn’t have time.”
Jiao Yucheng touched Mile's little head and sighed, "Mi Le's father is in poor health and can't do farm work. The family depends entirely on her mother, so it's naturally hard work.
Fortunately, this child is very hardworking and studies very hard.
Most of the other kids her age just play.”
Mile shook his head: "I'm not very hardworking, otherwise I wouldn't always be third."
But she soon became happy and shook the money Fu Song gave her in her hand: "Don't worry, Uncle Jiao, with this, I can go to the bookstore and buy two tutoring materials.
You don’t know, those tutorial materials are very detailed. After reading them, I will definitely get first place in the next exam.”
Looking at Mile's smug look, Fu Song suddenly fell silent.
Tutorial materials...
You should know that this thing is standard equipment for children in Guangdong Province.
Many people even have three or even five sets, and they simply can’t finish watching them all.
The result is that many students' tutoring materials remain the same as when they were purchased at the end of the semester.
Fu Song never thought that in some remote areas, there would be children who envy the tutoring books that urban children hate.
After sending Mile to the destination, Fu Song, under the guidance of Jiao Yucheng, parked the car in a place called Jie Qiao Village.
As soon as Jiao Yucheng got out of the car, villagers immediately greeted him with a smile.
However, these villagers spoke in dialect, which Fu Song could hardly understand, so he could only smile at them from behind.
Jiao Yucheng walked to the second house at the entrance of the village, and a man greeted him: "Old Jiao is here."
"Mi Qinghao, I came to see you. How are you feeling lately?"
The speaker was a short, fat man who was sitting on a chair with one foot raised high.
After seeing Jiao Yucheng, he immediately prepared to struggle to stand up.
Jiao Yucheng quickly pulled him back: "Alright, I know your legs are uncomfortable, no need to be so polite."
He turned to Fu Song and said, "This is Mile's father. His leg was broken in an accident. Although he can walk normally now, he can't do strenuous exercise."
Mi Qinghao: "You are..."
Jiao Yucheng said: "He is here to help, just like me. Aren't the watermelons in your field cheap this year?
With him around, maybe I can get a good price for it."
"Really? That's great." Mi Qinghao stood up instantly, grabbed Fu Song's hand and said, "Brother, thank you for your help."
Fu Song looked at his slightly crooked body and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Next, Jiao Yucheng and Mi Qinghao started chatting, but they only talked about things in the fields.
From the conversation, Fu Song roughly understood the family's situation.
Jieqiao Village is similar to other villages. Most of the men in the village choose to go out to work.
Of course, not everyone is willing to leave their hometown.
Especially men over 40 years old, they would rather stay in their hometown and work on the land.
Artemisia annua is a special case.
He wanted to go out and earn money to support his family, but unfortunately due to health reasons, he couldn't do anything.
This also led to the family being in extreme poverty.
In Mi Qinghao's words, he still owes 846 yuan in foreign debt.
Among them, 713 are seeds, pesticides and fertilizers, and the remaining 133 are oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
As for the 713, 161 is from last year's famine, and the rest is this year's debt.
But Mi Qinghao was cheerful: “Lao Jiao, it’s okay.
A few days ago, the village party secretary found me a job serving as a waiter in the nursing home in the next village. Meals are provided and I get 50 yuan a day.
Once I work for a month and get paid, I can pay off my debt."
Fu Song asked curiously, "What do waiters do? Cook?"
"I don't have to cook. The nursing home has a cafeteria. The old man is paralyzed in bed, so I just help him wash his clothes and take care of his excrement and urine."
Fu Song was silent.
50 a day, that’s 1500 a month.
In Guangdong Province, it’s hard to hire anyone even with 5,100, let alone 1,500.
Jiao Yucheng smiled and said, "This place is not like a big city. 1500 is already very good."
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