There was a hint of determination in his eyes when he looked at Song Xi.
I must take this girl back to Beijing in the future.
Before Song Xi could calm down for a few seconds, the village doctor walked over from the medicine cabinet with an expressionless face and asked seriously, "You teach the children to identify and dig out herbs?"
Song Xi nodded, "Yes!"
There are so many herbs on the mountain, and letting children dig for them can also make multiple incomes.
"Do you know how to heal?" the village doctor asked.
Realizing that the village doctor might be worried that she would steal his job, Song Xi hurriedly shook his head, "I don't know how to heal. I just teach them how to identify herbal medicines according to what is written in the medical books. I want them to dig up the herbal medicines in exchange for some money when they are free.
After all, there are so many herbs on the mountain. It would be a pity not to dig them up. It would be better to let the students earn some money so that they can support themselves when they go to junior high school or high school. Their families will not have to pay for food. Besides, let them dig them up.
Herbal medicine is better than being naughty and mischievous at home.”
Seeing the herbs on the ground, Song Xi raised her eyebrows subconsciously, "What? They dug the wrong ones?"
"No." The old doctor shook his head and looked at Song Xi subconsciously. Her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, and she was full of intelligence. No wonder the village chief asked her to be a teacher, "Do you want to study medicine?"
"I don't have any talent for studying medicine, so I can only understand pictures and text descriptions. Traditional Chinese medicine is so profound and profound that people without talent really can't learn it. If an old doctor wants to recruit a disciple, he can learn it from school.
If we select a few smart children, train them from an early age, and train a few doctors, it will not be difficult for our Ping An Village to see doctors."
As soon as the old doctor's expression changed, Song Xi understood what he meant. It seemed that he wanted her to study medicine, but she really didn't have the talent and was not interested. If she was interested, she wouldn't study fashion design in modern times.
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There are dozens of students in the school, how is it possible that no one with talent can be found?
Under the nourishment of spiritual spring water, everyone is much smarter than before, so it should not be difficult for them to learn medicine. The most important thing is that the old doctor is willing to teach. Otherwise, no matter how thorough the contents of the medical books are, it will be just
Talking on paper is of no use.
The old doctor weighed the medicinal materials dug by the two students. Since they were fresh medicinal materials and there were not many dried medicinal materials, the price he gave was very cheap. Five kilograms could be sold for one penny.
However, since the two children earned the money on their own, they were very happy. They took the money and thanked the old doctor and Song Xi before leaving.
When Song Xi turned around, she caught a glimpse of Ji Rufeng and He Xiachuan beside the hospital bed. She nodded slightly and then left the health station. He Xiachuan lowered his head, feeling a little sad.
The next day, there was normal class. The first thing Song Xi did when she arrived at school was to check the stove room and the sandy land behind. After checking everything, she went to the office to prepare for the next class.
Seeing He Xiachuan walking in with Ji Rufeng supporting him, Song Xi frowned and said, "Comrade He, why did you bring Comrade Ji here? Comrade Ji is injured and should stay at home to recuperate, right?"
Song Xi is very sweet when she smiles, but very aura when she is not smiling, which makes He Xiachuan, who is only one year younger than her, a little timid for a while, "Everyone has to work, Ji Rufeng is a bit bored alone in the educated youth spot,
So I took him to school, where there are more people and it’s more lively.”
In fact, Ji Rufeng likes to be quiet and doesn't like crowded situations at all. But yesterday at the health station, he learned that Song Xi was a teacher at Ping'an Village Primary School, and he knew that he could only see her here.
She is very beautiful, confident, and dares to express herself. Unlike those girls who have to hesitate about one thing for a long time, she brings him a bright feeling.
What man wouldn’t love such a bright and outstanding girl?
To say that yesterday, when Song Xi saved Ji Rufeng, she made Ji Rufeng fall in love at first sight, then now Ji Rufeng has completely fallen.
"It's okay to stay in school, but don't interfere with class, otherwise I won't be polite." Song Xi didn't deliberately try to please Ji Rufeng just because he dressed well and looked like a nobleman. She never followed others' opinions.
Make friends if you can, and don't try to curry favor with anyone.
"I...I won't affect the class, I'll just sit there obediently." Maybe even a man would be nervous when facing a girl he likes!
Even Ji Rufeng, the favored son of heaven, has lost his original confidence and pride and behaves like a simple big boy.
Song Xi glanced at Ji Rufeng, nodded lightly, put down the pen she was preparing for lessons in, got up and went to the stove room, and soon brought three bamboo cups, each filled with a cup of hot water. Song Xi
He placed two of the cups in front of them and said, "It's cold. Drink something hot to warm your body. Otherwise, if you keep sitting still, your whole body will become cold in a while."
Both of them heard it, and the last two sentences were meant for Ji Rufeng.
Song Xi sat back in her seat, holding the bamboo cup in both hands, blowing gently, blowing the tea leaves to the side, and then drank in small sips. Her quiet look became more gentle and tranquil,
Ji Rufeng couldn't take his eyes away when he looked at it. He Xiachuan next to him was concentrating on drinking tea, but he didn't notice Ji Rufeng's strange behavior at this time.
After a while, He Xiachuan coughed awkwardly, and Song Xi turned her head and looked over in surprise, "Is there something wrong with Teacher He?"
"Teacher Song, I want to take leave tomorrow morning. I plan to send a letter to my family to make sure I'm safe and buy some daily necessities." He Xiachuan was a little cautious, fearing that Song Xi would have a bad impression of him.
After all, many people want the job of being a teacher!
"The commune is too far away. If you can't make it in the morning, just take a day off! I have always made the decision on school matters. You don't have to worry about what others will say about you. If someone says anything about you, just ask them to come to me." Song Xi nodded.
Head, agreed.
What is convenient for others is what is convenient for oneself. It is impossible for me not to ask for leave forever. When I give birth to my child, I will probably take several months of leave, and I will have to trouble He Xiachuan!
"Thank you, Teacher Song." He Xiachuan did not expect that Song Xi's words were all about defending him, and he was suddenly excited and cautious at the same time.
"Comrade He, I also want to send a telegram to my family to ensure their safety. Could you please take me with you tomorrow?" Ji Rufeng took the opportunity to speak, as he happened to have some things to arrange at home.
He Xiachuan glanced at Song Xi subconsciously and nodded to Ji Rufeng.
When the students were almost all here, they asked the girls to come to the office, and Song Xi taught them how to braid their hair. Song Xi really didn't mind teaching all her skills to everyone.
She has lived in a big city, so she is not interested in big cities, but prefers self-sufficient rural life.
However, she still hopes that children in the mountains can move from poor mountain villages to prosperous cities to see the vast world and the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.