My name is Song Lingxi, and I grew up in a poor mountainous area. Almost every family in our family grows tea trees. Everywhere you look, they are full of tea trees, green and high-spirited. One day the village chief said that several people would come down. I didn't understand why they came down. What kind of people are they? Will they cause any trouble in the village? But our village chief is a warm and hospitable person, and he is a guest when he comes.
The village chief gathered everyone together, "Ahem, everyone, tomorrow is the day when people from the city come to our place. We must treat them well, don't treat them badly, and show our enthusiasm. Pigs will be killed in the village tomorrow, so everyone should go to bed early for tomorrow's events. Let's disperse!"
Someone asked curiously, "What are the village chiefs doing here?"
The village chief touched his chin, "Um... This... The superior said it was about poverty alleviation. It just makes us rich."
"Then what are their identities?"
"How many of them are coming?"
"Then when will they leave?"
"Probably three months."
"They seem to be students."
"Just four or five like this."
"By the way, you should hurry up and finish your work in the fields tomorrow."
"It's strange, do they have any money when they come to us?"
"Ask yourself tomorrow. I don't know if there is one."
Purpose: Be willing to help others