The Best Small Farm

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The world has never lacked kind people. The clips of the short film were circulated on the Internet that night. The weeping little flower, the silly iron egg, the bouquet of wild flowers shaking in front of the stone pile, and the smiling face of the girl with big eyes seemed to be still in front of my eyes. ▲∴

Steep mountain roads, creek beaches, shaky chain bridges, high and steep hillsides, wooden doors swaying in the wind, thumping wooden doors, cave dwellings with blackened walls, and various tables and stools.

The coffee table without corners, the stick shelf with wooden boards facing each other, and the wooden boards stacked with stones are children's desks. The only thing that appeared was a new table and chair, with dried wild flowers swaying in the wind.

Countless netizens watched this tidbit, the village child lives, holding a dusty jelly, with greedy eyes, maybe these photos are not there, the video is shocking, but the sentence in the photo makes people sad. "I'm afraid that the child will eat it." How can a mother say such a thing? A child less than two years old, holding the jelly and handing it back to his mother, with tears in his eyes, what kind of mood is it. Countless people were moved by it, those eyes, what complex emotions, even tears can't cover the rich emotions.

The photos and videos tell the story of a mountain village in the city, the difficult way to go to school, the shaking of the wooden door of the classroom, the dim classroom, the simple tables and chairs, and the simple and honest iron egg seeing the smiling face of the school, all of which are shocking.

The old headmaster, with a bent waist, bowed and bowed, which is moving. An old man has persisted for half a century, only to find a way out for the children in the mountains. At this time, who can't, can't say, reading, for the children in the mountains, that is life, that is, the only way out of the mountains. The old headmaster bent his back but held up the sky for the children.

In this scene, countless people praised the old principal and were moved by him. "This is an old man worthy of everyone's learning. Although he is only the principal of a school with at least 50 children, even though he has only graduated from primary school, it is this old man who has supported the school for half a century to keep out the wind and rain. It’s an old man who still receives a temporary teacher’s salary, maybe he won’t be able to pass the entrance examination for the rest of his life, maybe his education level is low, but there is nothing that can deny the career that an old man has dedicated his life to.” Hao Li wrote a short comment.

In less than an hour, there were more than a hundred messages. Many people questioned why such an old man can only get a meager job. A little bonus.

"The system, I want to say that it provides opportunities for many people, but the system hurts the elderly. We are human after all."

"Is the soundness of the system at the cost of hurting people's hearts?"

"This is an old man worthy of all our respect. Perhaps he has never left the mountain village all his life, and he does not have much knowledge. Some may only have that love, which is moving and tears. The love that pays tribute to him."

The scene of the slightly hunched old man in the photo, bending over, was reposted by every website, and countless people joined the discussion.

The entire web is dedicated to seniors. Ask, fifty-six years of teaching career, isn't it better to have a certificate and stick to it for fifty-six years? Not as good as an exam.

"Perhaps the old principal doesn't care about these things, but we still have to ask for this respectable old man. Isn't this enough to exchange for a certificate?"

"Hey, I think those who see the old man bowing, shouldn't they say something?"

"The old man persists, the old man perseveres, and the old man dedicates. Maybe many people think that this is too stupid, but I want to say that people with dreams are the smartest and most worthy of respect in the world. Perhaps for many people, this dream is like dust. Small."

There was a huge wave of discussion on the Internet. Of course, there were too many praises, and there were always some different voices. "Those people who received bows in the photos, what did you think at that time, are you qualified to accept such a heavy bow from an old man who is nearly 80 years old?"

"Everyone, don't be fooled, hurry up, that new table, how ironic." A netizen named I Know the Truth left a comment on Hao Li's short comment.

"Hey, yeah, what's going on?"

"Who knows, come out and talk about it."

"There's nothing to say, this is a shameless hype." I understand the truth, said.

Hao Li discovered this evaluation immediately. "This is the new desk and chair that the old principal ordered when he went out this year for the Chinese New Year. The old man used the Chinese New Year's money and traveled more than 30 miles to order this set of desk and chair. He carried it back and put it in the classroom."

Hao Li said. "Perhaps you want to ask, why is this? This is a sad story. Last autumn, a girl named Xiaoqing slipped and fell off the bridge on the way to school. This desk and chair was made for Xiaoqing by the old principal. I have always wanted to have a new desk and chair, I have always wanted to, and now it has come true, the flowers on it are collected by the children on the way to school every day for Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing likes flowers and beautiful colors."

Hao Li replied, "I haven't spoken for a long time. I understand the truth. I'm stunned. The news will be found soon. There was such a news last fall, Lantian County News, someone copied and pasted it below.

Now I don’t talk, I understand the truth, I don’t talk, countless people are silent.

"We should do something."

"Yes, we should do something, for the elderly, for the children."

"I'm crying. It's been so many years. I want to take my little treasure there, walk the way to school, visit the cave classrooms, and send flowers to the girl who went to heaven."

"Go together."

"Go together."

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After hundreds of responses, Li Han, Hao Li and others in front of the computer had reddish eye circles. "Reporter Hao, Director Xiong thank you." Li Han thanked you solemnly, Hao Li and Fatty Xiong shook their heads quickly.

"No, no, I should thank you, you let me experience the baptism of my heart."

"Sister Hao is right. This is the most satisfying short film I've ever made. It's not overly processed, not too fancy, and it's enough to present everything clearly."

Hao Li and Fat Xìong, the two of them were not excited because of the tidbits and comments, they were excited, happy, and somewhat proud. They did what they could do, and all of this was enough.

"That's all we can do to help."

There is only so much the two can do. Hao Li was even called by Gao Zhen and criticized for it. Fortunately, it was just tidbits and brief comments. Xiong Pang is famous, but unfortunately the price is quite high. Maybe he will shoot more and more in the future. News unrelated to video.

"You guys have helped a lot, let's see what I do later." It was the second time in Li Han's life that he had to do something, and it was the first time he went to the United States.

"Brother, I will try my best to help you. If you need anything, only my brother can do it." Xiong Pang said.

"As a reporter, I can't help you with anything else. I still have some connections in the media. Call me for this matter." Hao Li said.

"Thank you."

Li Han thanked him.

"Then let's go first. If you need anything, call us anytime." Xiong Pang and Hao Li, the filming has ended, and they have to rush back to the city. There is another special feature tonight.

Li Han sent the two of them out to the entrance of the village. Passing by the entrance of the village, Li Han saw Dudu and Baobao running towards the village with their storybooks in their arms. "Doo, baby, what are you doing?"

"Dudu sent a storybook to Sister Xiaohua."

Dudu saw his father coming, stopped, tilted his head and said. "Storybook?" "Well, Sister Xiaohua only has half a storybook, and it's all broken."

"Where's the baby?"

The baby holds stationery and some school supplies. "Baby sends stationery." "Sister Xiaohua doesn't even have a paintbrush."

"Uncle will go with you."

Li Han was afraid that Wang Chunli would not accept him, but when he arrived at Xiaohua's house, he was in vain. "Xiao Mao Gao, where's Sister Xiao Hua?" "Sister, go to the ground."

The whole person couldn't get out of the courtyard door, he seemed to be used to it, and he knew it after a tease. "Oh." Dudu nodded, and was about to go to the field to find Sister Xiaohua, when he suddenly remembered something.

"Xiao Maogao, my sister treats you to candy."

Dudu took out a handful of colorful candies and stuffed them to Xiao Maogao. Xiao Maogao took it happily, and suddenly, he stuffed it to Dudu. "Mao Gao doesn't eat."

Wang Chunli beat her sister, the little guy could see clearly, the little guy's eyes were full of desire, and the mouth was drooling. Dudu pursed his mouth and begged for help from his father. "It's okay, Liuda treats you to eat, and Liuda will talk to grandma later." Li Han said with a smile, this little guy picked it up, peeled a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Tell Liuda, where is your home?"

Li Han asked casually, but he didn't expect Xiao Jihua to really know, so he pointed with his little finger. "Let's go." Li Han originally planned to hug the little guy, who is less than two years old and can't walk very well.

The little guy walked forward for almost a mile, but the little guy wasn't tired. "Grandmother." Xiaohua and Wang Chunli carried buckets of water over from the small river. Even though Wang Chunli tried her best to move to her side, she still pressed Xiaohua's immature shoulders, bent her waist, and tried to support her, her little face flushed. The small river is not far from the vegetable garden, about 100 meters, but for the mother and daughter, this distance has exhausted their energy. Three trips a day is enough to wear out Xiaohua's small shoulders, but there is no way, the vegetables need to be watered, and the vegetable garden is the only source of income for the family.

The mother and daughter saw Brother Mao and Li Han, Dudu, baby, stop. "Sister-in-law, you're carrying the water." "Sister Xiaohua." Dudu and Baobao, holding stationery and story books, ran to Xiaohua's side, and Xiao Maogao leaned against her sister's clothes.

"Is there something wrong with him?"

"Sister-in-law, it's all right. Dudu and Baobao are looking for Xiaohua, so I'll accompany you to take a look." Li Han directly carried the bucket. The big wooden bucket was really heavy. moveable.

Wang Chunli wanted to stop her, but it was obvious that Li Han carried it away, sighed, and followed behind with a limp. "Grandma, Liuda is for Maogao." Xiao Hua whispered, spreading out her palm, and there was candy inside.

"Forget it, let's eat."

Wang Chunli sighed slightly, seeing Dudu and Li Han who were watering. "Sister-in-law, when I come back this time, I want to do something for the family. I saw that the hillsides around the village are empty. Is there no one to plant them?"

"There are not many people in the village, no matter how much land is like in the past, there is no one to take care of it, so it can't be planted anymore." Wang Chunli sighed, and all the abilities in the village went out. (to be continued, the best small farm