Xia Siyu turned around and looked at Bo Yan, and the two shook their heads.

Although the country's education has been well underway in recent years, Hope Primary School here is no longer the seemingly terrible dangerous buildings in the picture, and it also has a secondary floor. Although the facilities are incomparable to urban primary schools, basic teaching can be met.

But some concepts and styles have not been corrected yet. Although she knew that the school leaders meant good intentions and had to rely on kind-hearted people to donate money and materials. Therefore, they must also be treated the best.

This is Xia Siyu and Bo Yan's repeated instructions, never make any show, don't disturb the children's normal reading and learning, and don't delay the teacher's teaching work.

But we still ordered the choir class to sing, recite poems with good grades, and a group of teachers to accompany them. During the meal, all the students waited for them.

Perhaps their original intention was to be kind, and there were also those who made shows. They came to donate money just to take a few photos to look good, but those who really came to help the poor like them actually didn’t want to disturb the lives of their children.

After waiting for a while, this group of talents came late. Wei Jingjing accepted this kind of treatment like a star-studded moon for the first time, and Song Fengzhi probably did the same. As soon as they entered the cafeteria, they started to look around and saw Bo Yan and Xia Siyu sitting in the corner. Bo Yan nodded at her. Although the amplitude was small, the meaning was very clear. They were good here. It depends on you to take charge of the overall situation.

Wei Jingjing was two big, but fortunately Song Fengzhi was a little calmer. They sat down with the school leader and teacher, and Xia Siyu thought it was time to eat, but who knew that after waiting for a while, the chef made another dish and brought it to them on a plate.

No wonder they were asked to wait, it turned out that the dishes were different.

After the teacher officially announced that the meal was started, a group of students were already hungry and quickly lowered their heads to eat.

Xia Siyu was originally a foodie. Although the food in the school cafeteria was not very delicious, she moved books for an hour or two today, and she was bleeding too much, so she really needed a little hot food to replenish it. Unfortunately, when the food was in the mouth now, the food was a little cold.

Moreover, the big pot rice in the cafeteria is good enough if it is not bad, and how delicious can it be? But maybe it is because I waited for too long today, whether it is Xia Siyu or the students, the food is very sweet.

She also asked the students next to her: "What if you can't eat enough? Can you still have extra meals?"

The students were chattering, but they were afraid that the teacher would scold him, and their voices were very low: "The dishes today are delicious, and they usually cook like water."

"Yes, although they are all the same dishes, they are very unpalatable to cook."

Xia Siyu and Bo Yan frowned. The mountains are not as good as cities. If the food is not delicious, there are more means to solve the problem. Whether you go to the small dining table near the school, order takeaway, or cook at home, you can solve the problem that the children are not delicious, but there is no such condition in the mountains.

Even if there are restaurants, these children are not consumed by them, and they can only eat in the cafeteria.

Also, although the classroom was replaced with a new one, the desk was very helpful. Sports supplies and other facilities were also very old. At first glance, they were disrepaired. There was no way. In order to learn, everything else could only be placed in the back row.

Now that the meal is over, Xia Siyu is not wearing a mask at this time. She sits with her back to the teacher, and they can't see her face.

But students can.
Chapter completed!