Xia Siyu turned around and glanced at Boyan, and the two shook their heads.
Although the country's education has been progressing well in recent years, the Hope Primary School here is no longer the scary-looking dilapidated building in the picture, but also has a second floor. Although the facilities are not comparable to those of urban primary schools, the basic teaching is sufficient.
However, some concepts and styles have not yet been corrected. Although she knew that the school leaders meant well and relied on kind-hearted people to donate money and materials. So we must give them the best treatment.
This is what Xia Siyu and Bo Yanqian have told them not to create any ostentation, not to disturb the children's normal study and study, and not to delay the teacher's teaching work.
But I still arranged for singing from the choir class, poetry recitation with good grades, and a group of teachers to accompany me. During the meal, all the students were waiting for them.
Maybe they have good intentions in the first place, and there are also some show-offs. They come to donate money just to take a few photos to look good, but people like them who really come to help the poor actually don’t want to disturb the lives of the children.
After waiting for a long time, this group of talents arrived belatedly. It was the first time for Wei Jingjing to receive this kind of treatment, and it was probably the same for Song Fengzhi. As soon as they entered the cafeteria, they started to look around and saw Bo Yan and Xia Siyu sitting in the corner. Bo Yan nodded to her. Although the amplitude was small, the meaning was very clear. They were doing well here. It’s up to you to take charge of the overall situation.
Wei Jingjing was one head and two older, but luckily Song Fengzhi was a little calmer. They sat down with the school leaders and teachers. Xia Siyu thought it was time to start eating. Who knew that after a short wait, the chef made another dish and served it to them on a plate.
No wonder they were asked to wait. It turned out that the food was different.
After the teacher officially announced that the meal was ready, a group of students were already hungry and hurriedly lowered their heads to eat.
Xia Siyu is a foodie. Although the food in the school cafeteria is not very delicious, she moved books for an hour or two today and she was bleeding too much. She really needed hot food to make up for it. Unfortunately, by the time I eat it, the food is a bit cold.
Moreover, the big pot rice in the cafeteria is good enough if it is not unpalatable. How much more delicious can you ask for? But maybe it was because we waited too long today, both Xia Siyu and the students ate very delicious food.
She also asked the students next to her: "What should you do if you don't eat enough? Can you get extra food?"
The students were chattering, but they were afraid of being scolded by the teacher, so they kept their voices low: "Today's food is delicious. Normally, it's like drinking water."
"Yes, although they are all the same dishes, they usually taste terrible."
Xia Siyu and Boyan frowned. Mountains are no better than cities. If the food is not delicious, there are many ways to solve it. Whether it is a small dining table near the school, ordering takeout, or cooking at home, everything can be done to solve the problem. , but there is no such condition in the mountainous area.
Even if there is a restaurant, it is not for these children to consume. They can only eat in the cafeteria.
Also, although the classroom has been replaced with new ones, the desks have been saved. The sporting goods and other facilities are also very old and in disrepair. There is no choice but to put everything else in the back row for the sake of learning.
Now that she has finished eating, Xia Siyu is not wearing a mask at this time. She is sitting with her back to the teachers, so they cannot see her face.
But students can.
(End of chapter)