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- The three of them walked slowly down the mountain. With the skills of Yang Luo and Guihu, they had to be careful when walking.
There is desolation within sight, there are so many high mountains and deep depressions, there is not a single river, not even a stream or a small lake. All water can only be provided by heaven. In such a barren land, I really don¡¯t know how the people living here survive generation after generation.
Yang Luo and others finally walked down, and happened to see a few little girls carrying water. In a low-lying place like a small pond, there was a little turbid rainwater. The little girl scooped the water into a plastic pot bit by bit. After returning home, it still needs to settle for a while before it can be used for cooking and feeding livestock.
The ghost fox frowned and said, "Can such water be drunk?"
The old man smiled bitterly: "You have to drink even if you can't."
Yang Luo walked over and looked at a very thin girl of seventeen or eighteen years old squatting there scooping out water. Her hair was dry and yellow, obviously malnourished.
Yang Luo squatted down: "Girl! What's your name?"
The girl raised her head and said shyly, "My name is Ma Lian."
Yang Luo nodded: "Who is there at home?"
Ma Lian said while scooping water: "There are eight people in total, grandpa, grandma, father, mother, sister, brother and sister."
"Can I go to your house and have a look?" Yang Luo asked.
Ma Lian nodded silently and said no more.
Yang Luo stood up and glanced at the other girls. The older one was only eleven or twelve years old and the younger one was eight or nine years old. Their little faces were dark, and their hands holding the ladle were covered in dirt.
Yang Luo felt sour. Looking at them, he couldn't help but think of his daughter, whom he had only met once. Children are always the gentlest weakness in the hearts of their parents. When talking about children, every parent's face is full of warmth and doting. They are the treasures in the parents' hands. They are afraid of falling when they are held in their hands and they are afraid of melting in their mouths. But in this poor and backward ravine, children are a heavy topic. They have never known what a computer is, what a mobile phone is, what a game is, or what an amusement park or a zoo looks like. All they know is the mountains, soil, crops, and fields in front of them. They began to worry about their livelihood at a very young age, started helping their parents with farm work at a very young age, and knew how to care for their parents and younger siblings at a very young age Even though they worked very hard to do this, they still often didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes.
The old man looked at the children with helplessness, helplessness and hatred for his own incompetence in his eyes.
"Ma Lian is 17 years old and a freshman in Dahua County No. 3 Middle School. Her grandfather is 81 years old this year. Her family's conditions are the worst in the village. There is little land at home. Her mother is in poor health and takes medicine all year round. His father only relied on that small amount of land to support the family, but this child was very successful, had excellent grades since she was a child, was strong-willed, and could endure hardships. She started helping others carry stones when she was ten years old. Whenever someone wanted to build a new house, she would go over and help. She wanted to make some money. The contractor said she couldn't break such a big stone, and she would have to pay for it if it was broken. She was only ten years old, so she held the stone with her little hands and supported it with her belly, step by step. "
When the ghost fox heard this, he quickly turned his head to the side and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.
Ma Lian smiled quietly when she heard the old man's words: "It's okay, I can endure hardship. When I get into college and find a job after graduation, my father won't have to work so hard, my mother can go to the county hospital for medical treatment, and my younger brothers and sisters can also have money to study. ¡±
Yang Luo clenched his fists with both hands and took a deep breath: "If I can't let the people here have enough food and clothing, and their children can go to school, I, Yang Luo, will never leave here."
This was the second time the old man heard Yang Luo say such words. There was no expression on his face, he just sighed in his heart.
¡°The living environment here is so harsh that even shrubs can¡¯t survive. We can only grow crops in the gaps between stones. Rice is a luxury product for us. The only edible crops are drought-resistant crops like corn and sweet potatoes. Sometimes if it doesn't rain for a long time, the corn crop will suffer from drought. When the rain comes, the corn on the steep slopes will be washed away and often fall flat. If it rains for a month, there will be no harvest in many places, no matter how hard the villagers work. Even if we live frugally, there are still three or four months of food shortages in the year, and it¡¯s good to be able to eat corn. Some families didn¡¯t even have corn when they visited here, and they said. It is the most unsuitable area for human habitation except the desert.
More than ten years ago, the Prime Minister came here and after understanding the situation, he launched a vigorous poverty alleviation campaign. The roads were built at that time, and the electricity was also connected at that time. However, due to too many natural conditions, people's lives have not changed at all to this day. It¡¯s not that we¡¯re not hardworking, it¡¯s not that we¡¯re not enterprising, it¡¯s just that we can¡¯t fight in such a harsh natural environment.??Natural. "
Ghost Fox looked at Yang Luo and asked, "How do you want to help them? Do you want to give them all the money?"
Yang Luo smiled, with a strong momentum rising from his body, and a confident light in his eyes: "It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. It has not developed in more than ten years. I can only say that the government has gone in the wrong direction. I guess they have been Thinking about water and agriculture, but trying to develop agriculture here is a dead end.¡±
The ghost fox said: "Are you so confident?"
Yang Luo smiled: "There is no water here. We can dig wells or build a canal in the mountains and use those depressions to store water. It doesn't matter if there is no soil or trees" At this point, he raised his hand and pointed to the mountains, "There are Mountains, as the saying goes, rely on water to eat water, and rely on mountains to eat mountains. Those stones may be worthless in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, especially the geography and landforms here, such a unique and magnificent natural landscape is enough to make people like traveling. , adventurous people come here with lots of money.¡±
A dozen days ago, Yang Luo and Guihu came to a village called Poma, and the primary school there was the only school in several nearby villages. The old man's name is Huang Dekui, and he is the only teacher in several villages here.
When Huang Dekui heard that Yang Luo was coming to build Hope Primary School, he was moved to tears. Later, Yang Luo said that he wanted to go to a nearby village and hoped that he could be a guide. Huang Dekui didn't say anything and gave the children half a month's leave.
Huang Dekui thought that Yang Luo and Guihu were lovers and came here to support Hope Primary School and take a look at the scenery here. After more than ten days of contact, Yang Luo only talked about local customs and nothing else.
When he was at the top of the mountain, Yang Luo said that he worked hard to make money for the sake of the people here. Huang Dekui was very moved by these words, but he was just moved. Just now he heard Yang Luo say that the people here must be fed and clothed so that their children can go to school. He just smiled. Because for more than ten years, the national and local governments have made great efforts here, but they are still very poor and there is no improvement at all. No matter how rich Yang Luo is, he can't change everything here.
Now hearing Yang Luo's words, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly became very bright. He grabbed Yang Luo's hand excitedly and said in a trembling voice: "Comrade Yang Luo! You are absolutely right. The government sent several exploration expeditions back then. The team has been testing groundwater for more than a year, but with no results. Later, they also thought about building canals in the mountains, but all the funds allocated were used to build roads and lay cables, and there was no money left to build canals. But nothing can be grown here except corn and sweet potatoes." After saying this, the old man burst into tears and continued, "Mr. Yang! Please help us, I am really poor here, but I don't care about anything anymore. Those children cannot live without hope."
Yang Luo felt Huang Dekui holding his hand very tightly, as if he wanted to transfer all the power in his body to him.
"Don't worry, I, Yang Luo, can definitely do what I say."
The eyes of Ghost Fox, a female devil who kills people without blinking an eye, were also red, and she was trying not to let her tears flow down.
"Let's go, they've finished getting the water."
Yang Luo and several others walked into the village and saw that the adobe houses looked like they had no fur, and sick dogs were lying there with cracks all over their bodies. Most of them were built of thatch and wood, with people living on top and livestock on the bottom. A truly "airy" house, a house that is truly in close contact with nature.
Outside an adobe house at the head of the village, a middle-aged man in his forties squatted in the corner smoking a cigarette. The clothes he was wearing were so shabby that it was hard to see the color. There were a group of children playing on the side.
When they saw Huang Dekui, a few children shouted "teacher" in a crisp voice, but kept looking at Yang Luo and Guihu. They looked very excited, jumping up and down for a while, and laughing for a while. Apparently there are very few strangers here.
Yang Luo was led by Ma Lian to her home, which was also an adobe house. The outer wall had been weathered by decades of wind and rain, but the writing "Long Live the Communist Party of China" could still be faintly seen.
When I entered the house, I saw that the roof was very broken and would leak when it rained. There was a washbasin on it to catch the water. The middle of the house is separated by wooden boards, and one room has a bed made of wooden boards. Yang Luo glanced around and saw that this was a real house with only four walls, and there wasn't even a bench in the room.
Yang Luo turned around and went to the kitchen. It was called a kitchen. It was a short stove set up in the backyard, with a wooden stake standing around it and a plastic sheet on top. In one corner, there were several dried winter melons and potatoes and a small bag of cornmeal.
Yang Luo looked at Ma Lian: "Where do you live?"
Ma Lian pointed to the right side of the kitchen, where there was a house made of a few wooden boards and plastic. No, it should be a shack.
Yang Luo walked in and saw that it was very big inside. The bed was covered with exposed cotton wool and some dirty quilts and mattresses.
Yang Luo opened the quilt, underneathThere is a bed inside, just a few big rocks. Yang Luo felt nervous when he sat on it. He really didn't know how Ma Lian slept here.
Ma Lian said with a smile: "Our four siblings all live here."
Yang Luo stood up and walked out without saying a word. After leaving Ma Lian's home, she didn't expect that there were people standing outside. All the old people in the village came to watch Yang Luo and Gui Hu, two outsiders.
An old woman in her seventies came up behind the crowd. When Ma Lian saw the old woman, she hurried over to help her.
"Grandma! Why isn't grandpa at home?"
The old woman grinned, showing her bare gums: "I'm going to your Grandpa Zhao's house in the east of the village." After saying that, she looked at Huang Dekui and said, "Teacher Huang, these two babies are so good-looking. They must be relatives of your family."
Huang Dekui was a little embarrassed, and Yang Luo smiled: "Grandma! I am Teacher Huang's distant nephew. I haven't had any contact with him for many years. This time I came here not only to visit him, but also to take a look at the scenery here."
The old woman laughed and said: "There is no scenery here, except for the mountains, it is just a pit."
Yang Luo smiled slightly, his eyes kept looking at a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. What shocked him was that the girl was still holding a baby in her arms and feeding the baby.
Ma Lian said softly: "That's my classmate. He is 16 years old this year, and the baby is almost one year old. We have no money to go to school here, so we can only get married, and those who get married have babies early." Ma Lian said very calmly , but Yang Luo could feel the girl's inner unwillingness.
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