In the following days, apart from treating children, Song Zhiyao spent the rest of his time writing various popular science knowledge, trying to be brief and popular so that the villagers could understand it at a glance.

The fifty-two children in the village gradually improved one after another and were observed in the clinic in batches. Some of them were observed for about two days, and some for one day.

After all the children improved completely, Song Zhiyao and the three of them also stayed in Longling Village for a month.

The children who improved became lively and cheerful. They liked to run to the clinic after eating. They were also very well-behaved and sat there quietly watching Song Zhiyao and the others being busy.

From time to time, they showed expressions of admiration. When they had free time, Song Zhiyao would tell them short stories. After listening, they all showed expressions of unfinished learning. Even when the family called them to eat, they didn't want to go back.

It is worth noting that one of them is a seven-year-old girl named Zhaodi. They are one of the few strange families in Longling Village. In the village with simple folk customs, there is some preference for boys over girls, but it is not as serious as their family.

If Huang Guozhu hadn't forced Zhaodi to come to the clinic for treatment, her parents would have made Zhaodi go to the mountains to collect firewood every day, no matter how severe her fever was.

It was the same today. While Song Zhiyao was telling stories to the children, Zhaodi, who had returned from collecting firewood in the mountains early in the morning, sat quietly outside with a bundle of firewood on her back.

She was not as innocent and lively as a child of the same age, and her eyes were a little numb. When Song Zhiyao talked about the outside world, a trace of desire flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that she sat too far away every time and did not dare to come forward, Song Zhiyao waved to her, "Zhao Di, you are sitting so far away, can you hear what I say? Sit closer to the front."

However, what Song Zhiyao heard was still Zhaodi sitting there indifferently, with evasive emotions in her eyes. After everyone looked over, she picked up the firewood on the ground and quickly disappeared in front of them.

Children in Longling Village all know that Zhaodi has an eccentric personality. One of the girls, who is similar to her, said, "Dr. Song, please ignore Zhaodi. She usually has an eccentric temperament. We are kind enough to play with her, but she won't even give us anything to eat." Take care of us."

"Dr. Song, Fangfang is right. Zhaodi is not gregarious at all. Every day she goes up the mountain to collect firewood or does laundry. She ignores us when we ask for help. Sometimes she even throws stones at us."

The other children also rushed to tell Zhaodi all kinds of weird things. They looked aggrieved when they said it. They must have really wanted to play with Zhaodi.

She knew that Zhaodi didn't want to play with them. Even though they were the same age, they could play without restraint. Zhaodi had endless work to do.

During those few days in the clinic, Zhaodi was also very well-behaved. She never frowned during injections. After she recovered, she helped them work non-stop.

After cleaning the unwashed things in their rooms, Li Yan said with emotion, "Children in rural areas are sensible, they know how to work at a young age, and they can wash cleaner than us adults."

"It's not that children in rural areas are sensible at all, it's that Zhao Di has to be sensible. Her mother is as lazy as a worm. Zhao Di does all the work in the house by herself." Li Ping heard Li Ping delivering food to them. Yan sighed and quickly answered.

After that, he told them how strange Zhaodi's parents were. Everyone in Longling Village was surnamed Huang, and they were all related by blood regardless of distance.

Zhao Di calls Huang Guozhu and Li Ping grandparents according to their seniority. Huang Guozhu is the village party secretary, so he knows all the big and small things in the village.

Zhaodi's parents did not give birth to a son. Originally, one of their sisters also passed away due to some reasons. After they gave birth to Zhaodi, they never got pregnant.

Both of them felt that if they didn't have a son in their life, there would be no need to work so hard. They left everything at home to Zhaodi. Two people in their 30s had a 7-year-old child to take care of them. After hearing about Zhaodi's family, Song Zhiyao's eyes were opened. There are all kinds of strange people in this world every year. The two adults were also cruel to let such a young daughter take on so much work.

"Aunt Li, is Zhaodi in school now?" At this time, Li Yan felt angry in her heart. There are such irresponsible parents, and her daughter is their tool.

Li Ping also looked indignant when it came to going to school, "These two lazy idiots didn't let Zhao Di go to school. They said who would cook for them when Zhao Di went to school? After learning culture in school, they grew strong wings and flew away. This The two idiots are just afraid that no one will take care of them in the future."

Xu Juan, who is older, also has some patriarchal thoughts. When her son and daughter have conflicts, she will favor her son. At other times, the two children should not be partial.

After hearing what happened to Zhao Di, she looked distressed and said, "Are these two worthy of being parents? They didn't raise their children, but let their children take care of them. No wonder the child looked numb."

Now I finally know why Zhaodi doesn't like to talk. When they were in the clinic, they asked her questions and didn't say a word except shaking her head and nodding.

In everyone's perception, the idea of ​​​​preferring sons over daughters is for families with boys and girls, and Zhaodi's family only has one child. The parents did not treat her well and cultivated her to be a talent, but instead began to exploit her from an early age.

In Song Zhiyao's opinion, this is exploitation. Zhaodi's parents are consuming her in advance. A 7-year-old child is working hard, and no matter how fast he works, his strength is limited.

"Dr. Song, please hurry up and eat. I'm so angry when I talk about these two lazy guys. The good reputation of our Longling Village has been ruined by these two people."

Their village was originally a hard-working village from all over the country, and no one starved to death during difficult times. When they heard that, people in other villages in their village gave a thumbs up.

Now two lazy guys have appeared, and their village has become a joke in Wenji Town.

Seeing that Li Ping didn't want to mention these two lazy idiots, they didn't say anything, but Song Zhiyao was thinking about how to help Zhaodi.

A 7-year-old child should be innocent and innocent. Even if he is doing some farm work in the countryside, his personality should be like other children in the village. He should be curious about things outside and ask his own questions. He should not be numb and blind like Zhao Di. Light.

Just now, when Zhao Di heard the world outside, desire flashed in her eyes, which was what people of her age should look like.

They could only stay in Longling Village for a few days, and they were trying to think of a suitable solution within these few days. The most important thing was to convince Zhaodi's parents.

She planned to find Huang Guozhu after finishing her work. He was the village party secretary and a relative of theirs. He would get twice the result with half the effort.

Song Zhiyao then asked the children in the village about Zhao Di. Although they thought Zhao Di was weird, they found that none of them disliked her.

Facing Song Zhiyao's question, the child named Fangfang said, "My parents said that everyone in Longling Village is our relative. We can't hate Zhaodi even if she ignores us."

The other children also answered in the same way. It seems that the folk customs in Longling Village are really good.


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