Bo Sili, a graduate student who graduated from primary school education, went to a place called Bailiang Village to support teaching. On the first day, I was so tired from walking on the mountain road that I had a nosebleed and fainted. Death! The next day, I took a shortcut and sprained my feet, died! On the third day, I was chased by a goose, died! The fourth day... The fifth day...
The village chief said that teachers from the city are more expensive. Zheng Youyu thought they were expensive, but he didn't expect them to be so expensive and fragile. But... Looking at Bo Sili who was still unsatisfied after eating two corns, he thought to himself: It's quite easy to make a living.
Selling pears, providing running water, building roads... Bailiang Village, standing in the mountain stream, finally welcomed a nobleman. In the words of everyone: "The valleys in our mountains are like a golden bowl descended from heaven!"
Intention: Towards a new life