Chapter 117 (Complete)



It's late at night.

Song Erhua turned off the stove for boiling water, mopped the floor, and left the Four Seasons Inn with tired feet.

Zhou Xiu called her, "Erhua, wait a minute."

Zhou Xiu handed Song Erhua a bag of things. It was brought by the students of Class 24 who had just come from the city and was a gift to Zhou Xiu.

Song Erhua didn't want it, but Zhou Xiu forced it into her pocket. On the way back, Song Erhua opened it and found it was filled with colorful candies and many chocolates scattered among them.

There was a small card inside, "In our hearts, there is a place that cannot be locked. That place is called hope."

Song Erhua could understand this sentence because it came from her favorite novel, "The Shawshank Redemption". Andy, who had been imprisoned for many years, pointed to his heart and said to his cellmates: "In our hearts, there is a place that cannot be locked. That place is called hope."

Song Erhua peeled a piece of chocolate and the sweet taste melted in her mouth. It was a taste she had never tasted before.

She returned home, took care of her bedridden mother's pee and feces and cleaned her body before going to bed.

The next day, Qi Yaguang got up to have breakfast with dark circles under his eyes. The breakfast is simple, white porridge and pickled mustard tuber. Qi Yaguang lost his appetite after just one look, but fortunately the waiter in the inn brought a bowl of boiled eggs.

However, Qi Yaguang discovered that Huatiao, who was always the pickiest eater, actually ate with gusto. Yu Qingyan and Lan Xin were also very strong in fighting. They drank two bowls of white porridge and pickled mustard before stopping.

Du Feiyang found that there was still porridge in the bowl and asked, "Aren't you going to eat it? If not, I'll finish it."

As a glorious "people's teacher", he once witnessed hungry children drinking well water to fill their stomachs, and he could no longer stand the waste of food.

Although Xu Qing and Tan Ming were full, they also scooped a spoonful. Xi Shaoyuan added another bowl silently.

The new students were too embarrassed to complain when they found that Lian Yuan Shao was drinking his porridge obediently. Before Qi Yaguang had time to worry about it, all the eggs in the bowl were eaten up, and even the white porridge and pickled mustard that she disliked were eaten up.

The poor students in Class 24 were stunned. This novel experience was unprecedented. They took photos and posted them on WeChat Moments: "The first morning in the mountains, pickled mustard tuber and white porridge..."

A string of vertical ellipsis marks, after expanding it, others can see the last sentence, "None."

It's so cruel.

Their parents commented below: "Take good care of yourself."

Is it so... miserable? When the parents of the rich second generation clicked on it and saw the clean plates, they felt a little nervous.

Everyone came to Xiushui Primary School, and the new teachers taught a class. Fortunately, I had prepared the lessons before coming here, so it was not difficult to take up the post temporarily.

Although the students in Class 24 are not very good at studying, they are versatile and speak fluent English. Coupled with his lively and carefree personality, he soon completely impressed the primary school students with his skills. As for the academic master, teaching a few elementary school students is no problem at all.

Qi Yaguang teaches English. She taught sixth grade students the simplest sentence pattern "there be". After they finished writing, she found that there were pairs of confused eyes under the podium.

Understand.

Qi Yaguang then broke down the sentences and taught the words one by one, but the students below the podium still had their eyes wide open.

Understand.

So Qi Yaguang began to teach phonetic symbols.

Finally... Qi Yaguang, who had tried to find the bottom countless times, took the ruler and said calmly: "Everyone read with me, A, B, C, D..."

The students under the podium recited loudly and sweetly: "ABCD..."

During the break, the pupils chattered in their dialect: "The teacher is amazing, he knows everything!"

“She knows all the English!”

"She can recite long texts with her eyes closed. Her English is so beautiful!"

After the English class, Qi Yaguang was shocked. Did Zhou Xiu really graduate from such an elementary school?

A sixth grade student couldn't even pronounce the alphabet fluently, so she could understand why Zhou Xiu always did poorly in English tests. Under such conditions, it would be impossible to pass the English test.

If Zhou Xiu's English score was better than that of the students in Class 24 and Rocket Class, it would be a shame for the elite education they have received over the years.

English requires the cultivation of a language environment and needs to be accumulated bit by bit from the details of life. In the first grade, Qi Yaguang started hiring a foreign English teacher. In the fourth grade, Qi Yaguang participated in various English speeches. In the sixth grade, Qi Yaguang chatted with foreigners in various English corners. Zhou Xiu, who is in middle school, may not have started learning English yet...

The other new students also had complicated thoughts. They thought the homestay they stayed in was simple enough. I didn't expect that when I walked into the classroom, I saw that everything around me was tattered. The desks and chairs had been there for many years and were so dried and old that they were about to fall apart. The walls were dark and the light was dim.

But those big eyes that were eager for knowledge were unusually bright. They carried school bags sewn by their families and walked several miles of mountain roads to reach school. I flipped through the old textbooks inherited from the previous class of students, using both sides of the draft paper and using the pencil tips until they could no longer be used.

The best classroom in the entire school was actually the library that Xi Shaoyuan temporarily donated.

On one side are brand new, brightly painted solid wood and stainless steel tables and chairs, and on the other side are moldy, aged, rotten wood. The contrast is really too strong.

The poor students taught the children for a few days, teaching them English, painting, music and reading, and gradually discovered that their conditions were really difficult. Choosing to study will bring countless obstacles. They have to get up early in the morning and walk several miles to school. They have to climb mountains and cross rivers.

It gets dark early in winter, and children have to go home in the dark after school. Many children are left behind as their parents go out to work to support the family. Many of them start sharing housework at a very young age, feeding pigs, cutting grass, raising chickens and cattle... and even have to take leave to work on the farm during the busy farming season.

The road ahead of studying is long and there is no end in sight. However, if they don't study, there is only one way out: dropping out of school and supporting their families, just like their ancestors did. They can see the end but not the hope.

They carry their own schoolbags made by their elders, write their wishes to continue studying in their essays, and write sentences full of spirit and childlike fun on their draft papers. It is possible that after this summer vacation, many people will have finished reading books in their lifetime...

Everyone has mixed feelings.

Sorry, I got a brick in my eye. So sad, I want to cry...

Lan Xin said with sparkling eyes: "Before Xiuxiu helped them to contact the free lunch, many people had to go to school hungry."

Things like carefully eating a piece of dry bread and drinking stream water when thirsty, these things seem like fairy tales under normal circumstances and people can hardly believe them.

They saw primary school students lining up, receiving their free lunch, and sitting down to eat with smiles on their faces.

The children's faces were filled with happy and satisfied smiles, even though their lunch was simple and plain, just a dish of sauerkraut and minced meat, stir-fried vegetables, and an egg.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts warmed, "Xiu Xiu is so nice!"

After school, Zhou Xiu received a "belated" express delivery, which was a complete set of "May 3rd" review materials. The poor students who were chatting and playing cards in the lobby on the first floor of the inn turned their heads and saw that the top student had actually bought a full set of "Wu San". They suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.

"Xiu Xiu has started reviewing for the college entrance examination now?"

Zhang Qi continued playing cards, and said without even raising his eyelids: "Is it strange to review for the college entrance examination now? Our class started reviewing in the second year of high school."

Students from Class 24: “…”

"Play cards. Do you want the Ace?"

Zhou Xiu went upstairs carrying the heavy documents and knocked on Song Erhua's door, but there was no response. She secretly put it on the table.

When Song Erhua returned to the room, she found a thick stack of books on the table. When she opened them, she discovered that they were college entrance examination review materials. Because the price was not cheap, many people in the school did not subscribe to them.

There was a small label attached to the file that read: "Only one year left, don't give up, okay?"

Song Erhua's eyes suddenly became sore. After a long time, she knocked on Zhou Xiu's door and put the information at the door.

This scene happened to be seen by a poor student. When he went downstairs to play cards, he patted his chest and said, "It's terrible. Xiuxiu's 53 was not written for herself. She actually gave a set of 53 to someone else."

Giving away tutoring materials is indeed Zhou Xiu's style.

"Did Wu San buy it for me?" Du Feiyang touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Yu Qingyan said: "Wait, it's not for me, right?"

Compared with Zhou Xiu's diligence, Yu Qingyan felt that she had been too decadent during this period of time. The poor students suddenly felt insecure and said they did not want to receive any of the five or three gift packages.

Huaxu sneered, "Tsk, stop being so narcissistic."

She said seriously, "It should be bought for Erhua. But I think you also need a copy of Wu San. I'll give it to you later."

At night, Song Erhua returned home. There was still rice in the pot that her grandparents had warmed up for her, even though she had already eaten it.

The little note written by Zhou Xiu appeared in front of Song Erhua's eyes: Don't give up.

She regretted getting angry at Zhou Xiu before and throwing the reference books Zhou Xiu sent her at the door without saying a word. She failed to live up to the encouraging letters Zhou Xiu wrote and wasted all the study materials she sent her...

Song Erhua opened the door and took care of her mother as usual. Unexpectedly, her mother, who usually waited for her to bathe, wipe her body, and take care of her excrement and urine, was unexpectedly energetic and clean today.

Zhou Xiu was wiping her mother's hands.

Song Ma said: "Hua, you can go to high school now! Ah Xiu is so nice, she said she will help you--"

Song Erhua poured boiled water for her mother to drink and said stiffly, "No need. The school has long refused to accept me."

Song Erhua called Zhou Xiu out, and the smile on her face disappeared completely: "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Xiu looked at her and advised: "Go back to school, you don't have to worry about money--"

Song Erhua interrupted Zhou Xiu loudly, "Zhou Xiu, not everyone is as lucky as you. Not everyone is lucky enough to have someone to help them every time. I am not like that. I don't want to continue studying, so go back."

She saw Zhou Xiu's hurt expression, she stammered for a moment, and her hard tone suddenly weakened: "Don't I know your situation? Your money is not easy to earn, I won't take it!"

Zhou Xiu took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to Song Erhua.

She pursed her lips and looked at Song Erhua gently, "Who said I want to lend you money?"

A string of words is clearly displayed on the A4 paper: Application for the 2020 Guanghuan Charity Scholarship Project.

Zhou Xiu stuffed it into Song Erhua's hand and left the Song family.

Late at night, Xi Shaoyuan finished washing up and was about to go to bed when his cell phone dinged, reminding him that he had received a transfer of +50,000 from Zhou Xiu.

Together with the book payment that was transferred some time ago, the total is 250,000.

Xi Shaoyuan went downstairs and saw Zhou Xiu working on the test paper at the desk in the hall.

Zhou Xiu heard the noise, looked up and saw Xi Shaoyuan, and mouthed, "Thank you."

The funding application form for Song Erhua was temporarily compiled by Zhou Xiu, as Song Erhua's conditions did not meet the criteria for gifted students funded by the Xi family. Zhou Xiu greeted Xi Shaoyuan and just used the name of Xi's scholarship project.

Xi Shaoyuan sat casually next to Zhou Xiu. He swiped the screen to return Zhou Xiu's transfer and said calmly, "I'll just say hello to my mother later..."

Zhou Xiu ignored him and paused for a moment while doing her homework.

"No need to transfer money, how much money do you have?" Xi Shaoyuan said.

The system suddenly said: [Do you look down on your system father? 】

[Young man, write the test paper quickly!] Be rich and get rich quickly! 】

At this time, Zhou Xiu was doing a live broadcast, writing the Mathematical Olympiad paper for last year's national competition. Zhou Xiu ignored Xi Shaoyuan and concentrated on finishing the last proof question.

[Ding——Complete the 2019 National Mathematical Olympiad Contest paper with an accuracy rate of 75% and receive a reward of 10,000 RMB. 】

At the same time, her live broadcast room received a huge reward of 20,000 yuan from "HY", and the screen was filled with planes and rockets in an instant.

Zhou Xiu curled her lips unconsciously, and the shallow dimples on her face were filled with a smile.

Fans: “…”

The boss is showing off his wealth again.

In addition, in the quiet late night, fans actually heard a super nice male voice. Although I couldn't hear what he said, I could tell that he was definitely a man.

They swiped the screen frantically: "Anchor, your classmate?"

Late at night, a male anchor was studying homework with a boy. Sorry, we got it wrong.

Xi Shaoyuan, who was next to Zhou Xiu, happened to witness this scene. He took a closer look and found that Zhou Xiu was broadcasting live, and happened to see a screen full of gifts and rewards.

Xi Shaoyuan suddenly fell silent: "..."

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