To middle age

"Yeah, land resources are barren, farming is very difficult, modern agricultural machines are unable to enter, even in farming, it is still human, or relying on the yellow cattle." I nodded.

This is over, I also saw a lot of terraces, terraces existed in the mountains, how can Jiangnan have, of course, the difficulty of terraces to harvest crops is also very large, unlike a plain, dozens of acres of hundreds of acres of harvesting The machine can solve one-time one day, it can be said to be human.

It is also because it is necessary to rely on manpower, so there are a lot of farm lives, so the people here, basically a family rushed on the ground.

Some people say, why not go out to work? Working is more money to make money, knowing that it is wide in the north, mixing, and two or three thousand wages are not a problem, but I want to say that people here are limited, because no matter what factory works. At least you have to look at the degree, the diploma of junior high school must have? The academic qualifications are the knocking bricks, plus going out to work, even if it is working on the site, what is the old man at home, how can the old man will give up a large field of farmland, the lives should be done, you must know the land, then No rice, here is not a city, you can buy it, it is basically a kind of to eat itself, especially vegetables, no family is not kind, so it is the most basic survival skill.

"The front is Ma Liangjia." Yangrykou in front.

With Yang Fang, we looked up and saw a wood house, this house is divided into two layers.

In general, the two layers are basically up and down two layers, the layer is about three meters, but the Hummer's house is different, this is a bit of fake two-story feeling, it is like a warehouse, short, then two The layer is a wooden ladder, there is a corridor, divided into three rooms.

In front of the house, it is a mud, and the ground is yellow corn.

"I am here for a few days. The children's surname is similar to our Han nationality. Is the Yi people who are Han people?" I curiously opened.

"Xiao Chen, you have no homework when you come over, this Yi and our Han nationality can be different. They have their own language, and the surnames are of course different, the teachers teach children to study, they are used. The Yi people have a surname, such as the 'Wooden,' Mo Color 'in the Yi people,' Mo, Mo, Meng 'and the pronunciation of the' Mao 'in the Han name is relatively close, so it is' Mao ', my country's Yi people are not less less, almost eight and nine hundreds of thousands. "Xu Kun laughed.

"Xu Ge, do you know so much?" I am surprised.

"I have also funded the poor college students in the mountains, ethnic minorities, such as the 'Yi' ', I have access, my country's fifty-six nations are a family, even if you don't know, you have to contact them, you must also have to Learn in advance. "Xu Kun continued.

"Well." I nodded.

"Teacher Yang, is Teacher Yang!"

With a voice, we saw the corn venue, and a child ran over, one of them ran, one of the middle-aged people and the old man in the corn.

This child is of course Mao, watching the age of ten, should be a middle-aged student, Yang Fang is apparent to this child.

"Teacher Yang, this is my father, then this is my grandmother." Mao is busy explaining.

Mao Bright his dad is dark, wearing a sleeveless white, as for Mao Bright his grandmother, a strong planing corn, it is not looking up, it seems to be a very serious way.

This family visit is a separate action. We are Yang Fang and Zhao Jiale, and the other is Liu Boran and Wu Rongguang. In fact, it is a home visit, just ask why some children do not come to school.

"Mao Liang Dad Hello, I am Yang Fang, a teacher bright hair." Yang Fang initiative to reach out to, but also opt for the rest of us laugh bright hair looked his father.

I saw Zhao Jiale also greeted, but he used the language, we can't understand.

This Zhao Jiale opened, and Mao Liang did he began to communicate.

His father hair bright look strange to us, he did not shake hands and Yang Fang, he pointed to the door of the corn on the cob, and pointed farmland in the distance, what his mouth kept saying.

"Teacher Zhao, what is the situation?" I asked curiously.

"Mr. Chen, Mao Liangjia, on his father and grandmother, his mother married for a few years, so now is the family of three, and the grandmother is a deaf man, can't talk, can't hear the sound. Mao Bang, but also not only to do far-life, but also take care of the elderly, and the family is too much. The child must work at home. In the case, his father feels that there is no use, the elementary school is graduated, but you still have to do it in the future. Live, don't work, what do their families eat? "Zhao Jiale listened to a moment and explained.

"The mother of this child ran, this grandma is still a deaf man?" I looked at the old man, this old man is also looking at us at the moment, obviously found that we came to his home.

"Yes, Mao is already ten years old. It is to bear the farm live in the family. Then who want to cultivate the land, then who is going to put the cattle, these two days are to cultivate the land, so the task of picking cattle is given Mao is bright, this is still a child, otherwise, the burden is heavier. "Zhao Jiale continued.

"Mao Liang Dad, what is your legs?" Yang Fang brow wrinkled, looking at Mao Bright his father's legs.

Sure enough, this Mao is bright, there is a leg, it seems that it is inconvenient, it is estimated to be , or half-disabled.

"My dad, when I worked, I fell on the mountain. I haven't seen it in the past few years. It is a bit embarrassing, not too convenient." Mao Liang has placed Mandarin, busy.

"This?" Yang Fang face changed.

"Mao Liang, can we go to your home?" Zhao Jiale said.

"Of course." Mao is promised, with us to visit our family.

The original layer of wood room is the warehouse. It will put some food and agricultural tools. As for the two floors, the living room and the bedroom are not in the kitchen, that is, burn rice on the ground, a pot, a few stones, inside There is also a black charcoal, the most original cooking method, even if the stove is not, don't mention any liquefied stove, this is impossible.

In addition, there is no electric light in the family. On the shabby stone platform, it is a kerosene lamp. It is estimated that it is dark, and it is too lazy, and I will sleep directly.

If someone said to me and his family was poor, I always have a space to imagine, but here, I suddenly found 'four walls' What is the meaning of this phrase in the end, it really is utterly destitute children living at home, do not blame his mother almost bright hair I will leave home, I can't stand it, can't live this life?

Why!

Sigh, this is too hard!

So, some people, live, it's very tired, which is eligible to enjoy life?