Druid's Country Retirement

As the sun rises and the morning light fills the ground, Caogou Village looks particularly beautiful under the sunlight, like a paradise.

Caogou Village Primary School.

Under the leadership of Sister Cui and three supporting teachers, the children, wearing red scarves, lined up neatly and walked out of the school gate.

After this period of development, some villagers working in other places sent their children back to the village. Now the number of students in the school has more than doubled to more than 30 students in three grades.

The study activity was proposed by supporting teacher Zhang Xinyi.

She believes that children should not only learn knowledge when going to school, but also combine the knowledge learned in the classroom with practical experience through field visits, surveys, practices, etc., to improve students' comprehensive quality and practical ability.

Research is to allow students to feel and experience the knowledge and skills they have learned through personal participation, thereby deepening their understanding and memory of knowledge.

In this regard, Sister Cui expressed unconditional support. Although she had no problem with teaching, she could not compare with the three volunteer teachers from big cities in accepting new things.

Especially children in schools have no problem with learning at all, but they are full of lack of confidence in new things. This is a common problem among rural children.

Just a multimedia classroom.

Computer equipment has been provided for a long time, and is even better than that of city-level schools, but I can’t use it myself, and it has been gathering dust in the classroom for a long time. Fortunately, the support teacher helped to break this embarrassing situation.

"Teacher Li, should we go directly to Grandpa's house?" Cuicui bit her finger and asked the support teacher Li Huiwen who was passing by.

Li Huiwen showed a kind smile. She had been in the village for a while and had a certain understanding of Caogou Village.

Caogou Village is a very traditional rural village that relies on relations between relatives and neighbors. Although Village Chief Li is young, he is the most senior person in the village, equivalent to the grandfather in the Wanwan family.

While communicating with the villagers, I heard countless legendary stories about Village Chief Li. It was also because of his appearance that he single-handedly rejuvenated the dying village.

Upon hearing the students' inquiries, Li Huiwen introduced the schedule of today's study activities with a smile.

"The first stop of our study tour was to go to the village and ask the old man to tell everyone the historical story of Caogou Village. The second stop was to go to the grassland to see how the farmer uncles farmed. The third stop was to go to the home of Village Chief Li."

"What's the historical story of our village?" Tiedan knew he wasn't going directly to Grandpa's house, and felt unhappy. "My grandpa said that back then, Grandma fled to Caogou Village, which was built on Yuanbaoshan Mountain."

"That's right, you still want to learn how to farm?" the mangy man also mocked, "What do you mean by a farmer uncle? A farmer is a farmer, and an uncle is an uncle. We farm every day, and yet we still have to learn how to take off our pants and fart."

As soon as these two children spoke, other children spoke one after another.

"That's right, I started growing potatoes with my grandfather when I was 5 years old."

"What the hell are you doing? I was still hunting hogweed when I was 6 years old!"

"Have you ever planted rice seedlings as a teacher? Let me tell you, planting rice seedlings is very tiring. If you don't do it well, you will be beaten."

"Fart, you're just tired from rubbing your crotch. Your hands will be blistered after rubbing for a whole day."

"." The three supporting teachers were dumbfounded.

For this study, the three girls worked tirelessly and racked their brains to come up with a plan.

The theme of this study activity is interesting farming, allowing students to experience farming culture and promote the spirit of reclamation.

But when it came time to implement it, I realized there was a huge problem.

The three of them only considered the experience and did not consider the actual situation at all. The children in front of them had grown up rolling and digging mud in the farmland following their parents and grandparents.

No wonder Principal Cui had a strange expression on his face when he saw the plan, and added a special item, going to Village Chief Li’s house to see animals.

For this reason, the three girls were still a little bit resentful about Principal Cui changing the plan without authorization. Now it seems that Principal Cui had known that this scene would happen.

The three girls suddenly felt their faces burning and felt ashamed.

Seeing the children's noise getting louder and louder, Sister Cui stood up and scanned the area with her eyes.

The sound suddenly stopped.

Tiedan and Mantou, who had been escaping just now and deliberately trying to get angry, immediately hunkered down and hid in the team.

In the whole village, there are only two people who can control these fearless little bastards.

The first one is naturally the grandpa.

That slap was not for show. He was beaten as he was told, and no one dared to dissuade him. If he was beaten by the master, his family would have to say thank you, and then he would be beaten again when he went home.

The second one is Teacher Cui.

Although Teacher Cui doesn't beat people, she likes to visit people's homes. As long as she goes to someone's house, they will get nothing good. They are guaranteed to have a delicious meal of stir-fried meat on a bamboo board, or mixed doubles.

After scanning the students with her eyes, Sister Cui said softly.

"What did I say before we set off? Follow the order of the team and don't make any loud noises."

"Tiedan, Leitu, after today's study, each of you will write 3 essays of no less than 500 words each and give them to me. Do you hear me?"

3 reflections of no less than 500 words! ! !

Tiedan and Mantou felt like the sky was falling, and they let out a dejected sigh.

Then, Sister Cui looked at the students in the team.

"This study activity is not just about experiencing farming. You also need to understand your hometown and its history. This knowledge cannot be learned in books. Only by understanding your hometown can you love your hometown."

"Teacher Zhang, Teacher Li, Teacher Song, please continue!"

After being reminded by Sister Cui, the three supporting teachers regained their fighting spirit and led the team to the entrance of the village.

Several elderly people in the village have been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Master, why are you here?" Tiedan was confused when he saw his grandfather appear. The other children also hurriedly said hello to the old man.

"Third Grandpa."

"Master Erma."

"Old uncle."

"Auntie"

Uncle Liang, his old brothers and sisters showed happy smiles on their old faces full of grooves.

When I learned from Principal Cui that some old people in the village were needed to be teachers, they would tell the children about the past history of Caogou Village.

Uncle Lao Liang patted his chest and was the first to sign up, and was even willing to help find someone.

In the eyes of the older generation, they are not afraid of poverty, hardship, tiredness, or death, but they are afraid of being forgotten. It is not the forgetfulness of the individual, but the forgetfulness of the family and the homeland where they were raised.

Time changes and changes occur.

Villages disappeared one after another in the forest area, which was an indescribable pain in the hearts of the elderly.

In the eyes of young people, it is just a village that has disappeared, but to the elderly, it is not only the village that has disappeared, but also roots, memories, time and home.

Whenever I talk about the past and old friends under the persimmon tree at the entrance of the village, and think of those villages that no longer exist, the only thing I can do is sigh long and lonely.

Why should fallen leaves return to their roots?

When my temples are covered with frost, I will return to my hometown in the countryside.

How many people have been wandering for most of their lives, made some money, and then returned to their hometown after retirement, rediscovering their childhood selves and living a simple life. Only when you return to your hometown can you find that your soul has returned to its original place and fallen leaves have returned to their roots.

The fallen leaves return to their roots as a kind of spiritual comfort. Only the land of their hometown can rest their souls.

After the two sides met, they met.

There is no need to introduce each other, we can meet each other and have a meal together.

Just skip the polite part.

Teacher Zhang clapped his hands to attract the attention of the students and said, "Today, Grandpa Li will introduce the history of Caogou Village to everyone. Everyone applauds."

Quack, quack, quack! !

The children clapped quickly, and if they came back later they would be beaten.

Uncle Liang's face was flushed, and his excited hands were so nervous that they had nowhere to put them.

"Ahem, the past events of our village were passed down from the older generation, so I don't know much about them. I will tell you as much as I know."

"Let's go to the village entrance first."

While talking, Uncle Liang led everyone to the entrance of the village, and the bored tourists in the village also followed to join in the fun.

Arriving at the entrance of the village, Uncle Lao Liang pointed to a stone over two meters high covered with moss that stood beside the entrance of the village.

"I heard from the elders that in the early years there were wars everywhere and many people died. The ancestors of our village fled from their hometown."

"I remember that at that time, Li's grandfather was the leader of the escape team, right, Erma."

Memories are always incomplete. Uncle Liang also consulted other elderly people while introducing them.

Uncle Erma nodded, "Yes, it's Grandpa Li Boutou. I heard from my father that Grandpa Li Boutou's name is Li Kui. He is good at martial arts and can't get close to seven or eight people."

Uncle Lao Liang continued.

"That's right. Leader Li protected his ancestors along the way. People died along the way. Some died of starvation, and some were robbed by bandits. He hid here and there before arriving at Yuanbao Mountain."

After speaking, he walked to the big stone and rubbed away the moss on the surface with his hands, revealing a hollow, which seemed to have been carved out by something hard.

"Did you see the cave? Yuanbaoshan was originally a bandit village. Our ancestors fled here and were stopped by the bandits. They forced our ancestors to become bandits. Leader Li refused and proposed to compete with the bandit leader."

"Leader Li used the red-tasseled spear to fight with the bandit leader and intentionally let go. He used his carbine to stick to the bandit leader's head with one move and shot a hole in the stone with one shot."

Wow! !

The children listened with rapt attention, especially when Lao Liang gestured back and forth with his carbine, they all exclaimed in exclamation.

"Grandpa Li, what's behind you!" Tiedan scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously. Dancing with swords and guns was always a boy's favorite.

"I am your biological father, not Mr. Li." Uncle Lao Liang glared at his grandson and continued, "Later, the bandit leader thanked Chief Li for his benevolence and righteousness, and gave the village of Yuanbaoshan to the ancestors."

"Yes, from that day on, our ancestors have lived in Yuanbaoshan. With the authority of Chief Li, no one dared to provoke them." Old Uncle Wai echoed.

"The baby is still young, so I didn't know how messy it would be." Seeing the confused expressions on the children's faces, the oldest of the old men, Mr. Tiefu, walked out with a stooped back and a cane, and raised his skinny fingers. Looking at the rolling hills in the distance.

"Back then, this mountain was full of bandits, and the troops were defeated. There was a village on the top of a mountain. My surname is Zhang today, but I will change my surname to Li tomorrow."

"Both men and children are worthless and are used as dry food. Women are the most valuable. One woman is worth 20 kilograms of rice. At night, women have to hide in holes in the ground."

"My dad said that if it weren't for Leader Li, his old man would have been eaten up to the bone."

There was silence.

Maybe the children don't understand what it means, but the adults around them can feel the danger of the environment at that time from just a few words.

Seeing that the topic was a bit bloody, and fearing to scare the children, Li Huiwen, one of the female teachers, quickly asked tactfully, "What happened next, Grandpa Li? Did Leader Li use his charisma to convince the bad guys around him?"

surrender? ?

Uncle Liang glanced at Teacher Li, who was tall and beautiful, and frowned. After all, he was a teacher, so he couldn't say anything without hurting others.

The crutch in Lord Tiefu's hand next to him stomped the ground vigorously and said bluntly.

"With some persuasion, you are trying to find a way out in the mountains. Whoever won't beat you will obey you, and whoever won't kill you will obey you."

"Leader Li used a red-tasseled spear to kill from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and blood flowed like a river."

"Not only Chief Li, but also Liangzi's father, Erma's uncle, Muzhu's third uncle, Dakui's second uncle, Lao Gen's third father, and Shuisheng's second uncle. Those are not single-handedly responsible for human life."

hiss! ! !

Were all our ancestors so brave?

The surrounding villagers and tourists taking part in the fun took a breath of cold air.

Even Uncle Lao Liang didn't know about his grandfather's glorious achievements. Before he was born, his grandfather fell ill and passed away. According to his father, when he was alive, his grandfather was a well-known good man from all over the country.

Listen to the meaning behind Tie Fu's words.

I'm afraid he's not a big "gelding" person! !

After all, Sister Cui, who was standing next to her, had been a teacher for more than 20 years and often visited students’ homes. Occasionally, she also learned about the past events in the forest area from some old people during casual chats.

At that time, the world was in chaos, and there were either disasters or wars.

People fleeing wars all over the world came to settle in forest areas. They worked as farmers during the day, but at night they became bandits when their faces were covered.

If you are not ruthless enough, you will not be able to stand in the mountains, let alone build a village. In short, everyone's backside is dirty, let alone who is Guanyin Bodhisattva.

But you can't publicize it in front of children. Knowing too much will have a bad impact.

After all, today is a school research activity, not a meeting in the bandit village. Unexpectedly, the eyes of Anna, Tiedan, and Mantou in the student team started to shine, maybe they were looking for a red-tasseled gun.

"Uncle Lao Liang, let's tell the children how the village was built back then and what difficulties we encountered."

"Difficulties!" Uncle Liang thought for a moment, then looked back and pointed at the village behind him, "It's all difficulties. Back then, Yuanbao Mountain was a dilapidated hilltop with a few shabby houses and nothing. I'll take you around."

"Look at this weir and pond. During the severe drought, the whole village built it bit by bit. Tiedan, the mud in the weir and pond has just been cleared. If you dare to play by the water, I will break your legs. .”

"Come, come, come, see if this earthen dam is there. It used to be a village wall. In order to prevent bandits, it was made of green strips of stone. It was more than three meters high. Later, it was filled with earth when it was no longer needed."

"This persimmon tree is older than me. I heard that our ancestors brought it from our hometown, so this is the only one that survives."

Led by the old people, the research team walked along the stone road and in the village alley, listening to the old people talking about the past of Caogou Village.

Every tree, stone, wall, and mud house has its own story, and many of the stories are so evocative.

The children listened carefully, with sparkles in their eyes.

Time goes by.

When the research team returned to the village entrance, the elderly people showed happy smiles on their faces even though they were exhausted physically and mentally.

As long as there is one child who remembers today, Caogou Village will not disappear or be forgotten.

They are the future of the village.

New roots in Caogou Village.

(End of this chapter)