Chapter 150: The Sunshine in My Heart

The next morning, Qi Fei and Guan Yingying woke up naturally one after another, feeling as if their bodies had been injected with energy, and were relaxed and happy.

"This kid Wang Zhuo is really amazing!" Guan Yingying made a decision while surprised and used Wang Zhuo as her personal masseur these days!

Deputy Director Kang arrived early and was waiting in the dining room at this moment. After washing up, the two went to look for Wang Zhuo next door. Only then did they learn that the kid had already gotten up and ran. After going downstairs, they met Deputy Director Kang and the three of them had a meal together.

After a while, Wang Zhuo came back and the driver also went downstairs. Everyone finished breakfast together. The county education bureau was led by Deputy Director Kang and a clerk, and Wang Zhuo had a car. This simple small convoy set off towards Chaoyang and headed straight to today's first stop, Sunshine Primary School.

The roads under your feet witness the level of civilization where you are. From the county town, there are mountains and ridges everywhere. The asphalt roads quickly become cement roads, oil residue roads, gravel roads, and dust roads. The environment that comes into view has also changed from small buildings and tile houses to stone houses, mud houses, and thatched houses.

In this way, the group finally arrived at the destination of the trip, the only eye-catching blue brick and red tiles in the village, in front of Sunshine Primary School.

Although the school was on vacation, Guan Yingying still found some school-age children nearby and asked some questions. Although doing so seemed to distrust the local government, it was necessary to do it. Otherwise, it would not only be a waste of time, but also be deceived by the local government.

After this question, everyone felt relieved. The name of Sunshine Primary School was indeed changed one month after the start of school this fall, and there was no other name. The school’s new teaching facilities and the later built school buildings were also at that time, which coincided with the donation time.

Sunshine Primary School was named by Guan Yingying, not for fame, but for the money to be put into practice. Otherwise, the government would just take everyone to a newly built primary school during the on-site inspection and said that it was built with your donations. Wouldn’t it be easy to fool them?

One carrot and one pit. As long as you can see three Sunshine Primary Schools, it means that the donation of 600,000 yuan has been implemented in at least three schools. Even if the Education Bureau makes a fake account, the money used by each school will not reach 200,000 yuan, at least it will not be misappropriated directly, and it will be accepted by everyone.

This elementary school with only more than 100 students has only two school leaders and four teachers. The principal also works as a part-time updater. Usually, students leave home at dark, eat their own dry food, drink some well water from the school, and start classes as soon as dawn, so that they can go home early in the afternoon and help them do more farm work at home.

At noon, I had a farm meal at the principal's house. The principal's house had only one 17-inch antique color TV. The principal's house had let the city's customers see what poverty is. From time to time, children outside the window were lying on the window and looking inward, all with innocent faces.

As soon as the principal came out of the house, dozens of children and some adults immediately gathered up. Some held dried fruits in their hands, some used newspapers to pack wild tea they picked up from the mountain, homemade bacon, dried pears skewers, and pheasant eggs in small baskets, all of which were the strong friendship between the villagers.

The women immediately shed tears of emotion. Wang Zhuo asked the driver to help and took everything as planned!

"Wang Zhuo, how could you do this!"

Seeing this, Qi Fei was so angry that he stepped forward and twisted his arm.

"Sister, sister..." Wang Zhuo hurriedly dodged and laughed: "I won't ask for theirs for nothing, I'll give it money."

When he heard that he wanted to pay, a few children immediately shouted in dialects they couldn't understand. Then they saw the adults and children squat on the ground and put down their things. They got up and left quickly and disappeared without a trace.

"You can run away, but the monk can't run away." Wang Zhuo muttered and took out his wallet, counted two thousand dollars and stuffed it to the principal and said, "You send this money back to them. It's all good things, don't think it's too little."

The principal's head was shaking like a rattle: "I can't collect this money, and no one in our village can take it! Otherwise, everyone will be stabbed by the backbone!"

"Don't take it down." Wang Zhuo put the money in his pocket: "Then I donate some more money, you can't refuse this, right?"

The principal was a little confused. His thinking could not keep up with Wang Zhuo's jumpingness in doing things. Instead, Deputy Director Kang, who was on the side, hurriedly came up with a smile and said, "Mr. Wang, I will thank you for your first on behalf of the villagers of this village!"

Wang Zhuo nodded to him, turned to ask Qi Fei, "Sister, each breakfast of a child is calculated as two yuan. How much does the whole school cost in a semester?"

Qi Feiwei pondered and calculated that one hundred and thirty students cost 260 yuan a day, six thousand yuan a month, and four months a semester, that is 24,000 yuan!

For such a poor and barren village with few tile houses, this is definitely a big number!

Guan Yingying also remembered that she once watched a program on TV, which was about a student in a primary school having lunch. She may not even be able to eat rice soup in a big city for two yuan, but in such a remote place, it is enough for these children to eat a certain amount of nutritional food!

"Director Kang, after we go back, we will donate the children's breakfast fee to Sunshine Primary School in the name of the company before the start of each semester."

After hearing Wang Zhuo's words, Deputy Director Kang and the old principal stepped forward excitedly to shake hands with him. Seeing that the old principal had a sincere smile, Wang Zhuo felt relieved. Since the old principal was not worried about the county robbing, it seemed that the money could indeed be put into practice.

When they returned home, the two cars had just arrived at the entrance of the village. Wang Zhuo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly asked the driver to stop the car.

It turned out that a little boy who looked about six or seven years old was stumbled down from the hillside next to him, holding a bouquet of mixed wild flowers in his hand.

When Qi Fei and Guan Yingying saw it, they hurriedly got out of the car and met the little boy.

Perhaps because of the anxiety, the little boy gasped in dialect and said for a long time, but everyone didn't understand a word. Wang Zhuo patted his shoulder and told him that he could say it slowly, so there was no need to worry.

"Auntie, I just picked this bouquet of flowers, I gave it to you!"

The little boy was so thin that he looked at Guan Yingying and Qi Fei. He didn't know who he should hand it to.

Qi Fei reached out and took the flower, put it under his nose and smelled it, and thanked the little boy with a smile. The little boy nodded with a blushing face, not even saying something was rude.

Guan Yingying's eyes were sharp. Seeing a piece of skin cut on the little boy's wrist and blood beads were still seeping. She hurriedly took out a band patch from her bag and stepped forward to help him stick the wound.

Women are really full of love. Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly, thinking that the wound healing is something that affects wound healing. It is not a big deal for this kind of hairy child living in the mountains and fields to get rid of the scabs in two days. It is a troublesome to apply such a bandage. This is a treasure given by his benefactor aunt, and he will not be willing to expose it. After a long time, it would be strange if the wound does not rot and suppurate!

He patted the little boy's head, and the kind-hearted uncle smiled and said, "Take off this thing before going to bed and throw it away, do you understand?"

The little boy really didn't understand, but he knew that it would make sense for his uncle to say this, so he nodded seriously.

Seeing Wang Zhuo suddenly say something like this, Qi Fei and Guan Yingying thought about it slightly and understood the truth. They couldn't help laughing and felt a little sad. Such a cute child had never seen anything about band-mouthing. They were too far from civilization.

Guan Yingying grabbed a handful of candy from her pocket, but found that the little boy's clothes were straight, with only patches but no pockets, so she had to stuff them into his hands.

"Auntie, can you take a photo for me?" the little boy said timidly: "I want to have a photo. Dad said he would take me to the city to take photos after the New Year, but I want it now."

The child hadn't even taken a photo... The women suddenly became more and more loving. Wang Zhuo raised his camera, took a photo, posed for a photo, and took photos of the three of them.

"What's your name? My sister goes back and washes the photo and sends it to your school. You will write your name on it." Guan Yingying finally found an opportunity to change the word for the little boy. The aunties call people old!

"My name is Ajiu, Wan Ajiu!" the little boy said clearly in Mandarin.

Wang Zhuo's eyes suddenly rounded: "Have your dad given birth to nine?"

"No!" Wan Ajiu said: "When I was born, I weighed nine pounds. My dad said that one of them will be able to match nine in the future!"

After saying goodbye to Wan Ajiu, the group set off again. Xiao Ajiu stood at the entrance of the village and waved his thin arms at the two cars from afar until the shadow of the car could no longer be seen in the dust.

After a long time, Guan Yingying sighed and said, "The more you have children, the poorer you get. The multiple birth policy of ethnic minorities may have harmed them."

Qi Fei nodded slightly and agreed with her point of view. Wang Zhuo snorted and said, "If you lack medical treatment and medicine, what if you die in the future? Who will support you?"

On the third day, the three of them went to see the second Sunshine Primary School and witnessed the shocking scene of zip-rope school for the first time.

This school is similar to the first Sunshine Primary School, but there are fewer students, so building a school building saves some money. After discussing with the leaders of the Education Bureau, the principal purchased a batch of books and built a micro library, and also purchased a large color TV, which was installed a "pot lid", which is a satellite antenna.

Guan Yingying used a camera to record what she heard and saw. Qi Fei used a small notebook to make a memo. He wrote down whatever he thought of and found a way to help the school realize it in the future. The color TV and the lid of the cooker were not available in the first Sunshine Primary School. He must configure them in the next step.

The two-day itinerary made the three of them completely relieved the local government, especially Wang Zhuo, who changed some of his views on current affairs and his mentality was no longer as extreme as before.

Of course, he still reserved his views on the bureaucrats in big cities.

That night, Wang Zhuo gave the second girl massage again. It was inevitable to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, it was also inevitable to feel swelling, and it was even more inevitable to be alone and sleepless...
Chapter completed!