I came to the primary school in the village with a laugh. At this time, at the entrance of the primary school, there were already many children. These children came from a distant home to attend classes. It is now eight o'clock in the morning. Many people need to get up at five or six o'clock in the morning, and then walk two or three hours to come here to attend classes. After school is over at 5:30 in the afternoon, they have to walk on several hours of mountain roads to go home. Many people will be asked by their families to get some firewood on the way home.

This is a portrayal of the childhood of children in the mountains. They don’t have KFC, computers, game consoles, Ultramans, and Transformers. All they have is basically incomplete books, ragged schoolbags and small pencil heads that can’t be shorter.

Many things that we can only see in books really happen to these children.

Perhaps, your big meal or sing a k-sing is enough for these children to live for a year.

I have to say that there are still many inequality and even different things in this world.

Many things that we can get at will may be difficult to reach in our lifetime in the eyes of others.

"I'd better cherish the present." Song Yun listened to Mo Yuyao's story about these children with emotion, and said, "I helped one hundred people, but I don't have the ability to help people in the whole society. I can only cherish the present, but just want to have a clear conscience in everything."

"Indeed, there are too many unfair things." Mo Yuyao said, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, "There is porridge here every morning, and it is free, and lunch can be eaten directly at school, and the school is responsible for supplying it. This is also the only way for us to retain students. Many parents send their children to school because they provide free breakfast and lunch here. Otherwise, these children now have labor force and can go up the mountain to harvest firewood every day and help their family. In their eyes, reading is a waste of time. What knowledge changes their destiny? They don't believe this. They firmly believe that they can make more money by working more."

"Actually, this is understandable." Song Yun said, "When you can't even guarantee full food, any so-called reading is illusory. Only when the material meets certain conditions can you continue reading."

"So we can only try our best to retain students. The annual food cost is not much, and it is only the price of a box of Moutai liquor. However, these food costs basically depend on donations from kind people. But no matter how I think, I can't figure out why such a simple thing is so complicated? Some people can eat more than 100,000 yuan in a meal, and use it to serve the people and promote consumption. However, our annual food cost of tens of thousands of yuan can only be achieved by the assistance of non-governmental organizations." Mo Yuyao sighed and slapped the porridge, then looked at Song Yun and said, "Song Yun, no matter what, in the future, I hope that your charity fund can help more people in need, not the superficial one! If your charity fund eventually becomes a tool for some people to make money, then I will despise you for the rest of my life."

"In my life, I have been scolded and laughed at by others, but I have never been despised by women." Song Yun said proudly.

"How do I remember the women around you who often despise you?" Mo Yuyao asked.

"This... Yuyao, I'm full of food and the crew is ready. Are we leaving? I'll stay here for another day and I can't stay with you all the time. So, today I'm going to record everything I need to record. Although it's a bit formalistic, if we don't do it well, people won't believe that we really want to help others."

"I understand this, but I will do it according to my usual behavior. You can discuss how you should take pictures yourself." Mo Yuyao said.

"That's good!" Song Yun nodded and called all the crew members over.

After a night of rest, those people from the city finally recovered their vitality. At least they would not tremble when carrying equipment. In the morning, the few people ate more eggs and milk. Now they were walking on the mountain road, so there should be no problem.

The first stop between the film crew and Song Yun and Mo Yuyao was a farmer about two kilometers west of the school.

There were three people in that family, one elderly person and two children.

Some time ago, one of the children had dysentery, and after Mo Yuyao's treatment, it had improved. This time, Mo Yuyao went there mainly to see if he had been completely cured and whether he needed to use some more medicine.

Although the mountain road is only two kilometers, it is very difficult for the crew members who have just recovered their vitality. They have stopped and experienced various difficulties and difficulties. After about an hour, the group finally arrived at their destination.

The old man is an old woman. Without her wife, her son and daughter-in-law went out to work. The child is still young, only four or five years old, and is not yet at the age of school.

Seeing Mo Yuyao come, the old woman greeted her with gratitude and held Mo Yuyao's hand and refused to put it. After a moment of gratitude, mixed with the local dialect, Song Yun didn't know what she was saying. But Mo Yuyao laughed and talked a lot with her. Then, Song Yun saw the two children, one of whom was relatively young, the one who was sick, and she was very thin. She was five years old this year. She looked like a three or four-year-old child. Her face was covered with dust and two snots.

Mo Yuyao patiently checked the child's body.

"Tell me, does your stomach still hurt?" Mo Yuyao asked gently.

"No." The child shook his head and looked at the cameras around him, looking a little timid.

"Don't be afraid, these are all good people." Mo Yuyao said with a smile, "The medicines for you to treat you are all given to these uncles!"

The child nodded, and the timidity on his face was indeed much less. Song Yun was fortunate to squat beside the child and talked something to the child from time to time.

I have to say that Song Yun is still very fond of the child. He became friends with the child soon, making the child laugh.

Finally, Mo Yuyao prescribed some medicine for the child and gave some precautions, and the group left.

"There are several places to go next, and the road will be even harder to walk. You have to pay attention!" Mo Yuyao said with a smile, but her feet were walking through the bumps and bumps very quickly.
Chapter completed!