Chapter 1721 I Will Be Afraid Too

The sound was so loud that everyone in the courtyard immediately looked over.

Standing outside the yard were a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes and a simple old man. This man also wore a pair of ordinary black-rimmed glasses. His serious-looking face now had an expression of surprise that was difficult to conceal.

The old man also looked at the three people in the yard in surprise and didn't speak for a long time.

Yin Ya was the first to come to her senses and said with a firm tone: "Yes, it does exist, and I have already conducted an on-site inspection. It is very suitable for Miaomiao."

"This is great, great." The middle-aged man with a serious face showed joy and kept mumbling.

"This is a great thing, a good thing." At this time, the old man outside the yard also reacted.

"But, does this require a lot of money?" Only Tian Miao's grandparents looked at each other, and then asked hesitantly.

"I can fund part of it." Before Yin Ya could say anything, the middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses spoke immediately.

The old man next to him picked up the dry cigarette in his hand and took a puff, and said in a rough voice: "I'll ask the people in the village to join in and see if it works."

As soon as Yin Ya said this, she immediately knew the identity of the old man. He was the village chief.

"Thank you, Teacher Guan, and thank you, Village Chief Tian." Tian Miao's grandparents immediately turned around and bowed to the two of them, their faces full of gratitude.

This is not because the two old men followed the stick, but because they really hoped that Tian Miao could study and have a good future in the future.

It didn't matter to them. After all, more than half of their lives had passed and it didn't matter anymore. However, Tian Miao was only ten years old and was too young to let her granddaughter fall behind in her studies because of something.

No matter how poor you are, you cannot lack education. This is the view of many older generations. They can stay here to do work to support Miao Miao and then pay off their debts. They just hope that the fields will be better.

"It's okay. I'm Miaomiao's class teacher, so I should." The middle-aged man known as Teacher Guan regained his serious expression and said seriously.

"What's the point? We can't help with anything else." The old village chief was more direct and said with a wave of his hand.

At this time, Yin Ya finally had room to interrupt and said quickly: "Grandpa, grandma, teachers and the village, I didn't make it clear. This school is a public welfare school and does not require tuition or medical expenses. You only need to provide your own living expenses." That’s it.”

What Yin Ya didn't say was that if the orphans didn't even need living expenses, the school would be responsible for them until they reached adulthood.

But Tian Miao's situation is different. She is not considered an orphan, so she needs to provide her own living expenses.

"There are so many good people here, and there is such a good and kind person." Tian Miao's grandparents felt as if they were stunned by the surprise. They couldn't stop chanting Buddha, and chanted the name of the principal whom they had never seen before. Like a Bodhisattva.

"That principal is really a selfless and great person." Teacher Guan said in awe.

"Yes, he is a good man. There are many good people out there." The old village chief also sighed with emotion.

"That principal is a very respectable and good person." Yin Ya nodded affirmatively.

"And accommodation can be provided for grandparents there. You can find some guys in the school to earn some living expenses to accompany Miaomiao." Yin Ya said again.

"Ah? This is too troublesome. How can we give money when we are so old? That won't work. We can't delay the principal. That won't work." Tian Miao's grandparents were very happy when they heard that they could accompany Miaomiao, but when they heard that they could When offered money, he immediately shook his head and refused.

"It's okay. There are children like Miaomiao in that school, and that school is in Shanghai, outside the province." Yin Ya said.

"Huh? The Magic City seems very far away." Tian Miao's grandparents hesitated.

"Can Miaomiao do it alone?" Grandma Tian Miao thought worriedly.

"No wonder I haven't heard of it. It turns out it was in the Magic City." Teacher Guan muttered in his heart.

The old village chief was smoking a dry cigarette. He didn't know what he was thinking about and didn't speak.

At this time, Yin Ya stopped talking and waited for the two old people to think.

As soon as she stopped, Yin Ya saw Tian Miao standing at the door of the house.

The little girl stood there with her eyes a little red. She didn't know how much she heard, but she stood there without moving.

"Miao Miao, come here." Yin Ya waved and called.

"Yeah." Tian Miao nodded and walked towards the yard.

When he reached the middle, Tian Miao first bowed to Teacher Guan who was standing outside the courtyard: "Thank you, Teacher Guan, thank you."

"You kid, why are you so polite? I'm your class teacher." Teacher Guan still said the same thing and declined Tian Miao's thanks.

Tian Miao continued, "But you helped us a lot."

After saying that, Tian Miao turned around and bowed to the old village chief: "Thank you, grandpa village chief, thank you, and thank you to those uncles and aunts who didn't come."

The old village chief looked a little ashamed. He turned slightly to avoid Tian Miao's thanks. He put down his cigarette and said, "I know Miaomiao, you are a good boy. As long as you don't hold grudges against those people, in fact, they have no choice but to wrong you." ”

As he spoke, the old village chief couldn't help but sigh, turned his face sideways and stopped talking.

Of course what the old village chief was talking about was that the villagers forced Miaomiao to miss school twice.

The first time was when Miaomiao was just diagnosed with HIV. The village jointly protested that Miaomiao and her own children went to school together in the same class.

At that time, Miaomiao was just in the second grade. Miaomiao was forced to drop out of school and stay at home. Her grandparents went to the school to beg for a long time. The school had no choice but to invite leaders from the Health Bureau and the hospital to come to the school to give special lectures on prevention. This is slightly better.

But as Miaomiao got older and became more ill, people in the village once again jointly protested, this time even the parents of the entire school, as well as people from other villages.

After all, that elementary school is not the only place where children from this village study.

It was this time that Miao Miao completely dropped out of school, which happened at the end of school.

The grandson of the old village chief was also in that school, the tall boy who once helped Miaomiao get the carton.

Therefore, the old village chief naturally felt guilty and did not dare to look into Miaomiao's purely grateful eyes.

"Grandpa, village chief, that's not the case. Miaomiao will not bear grudges against her uncles and aunts. In fact, the uncles and aunts are right. Miaomiao is still a child. Sometimes she doesn't know how to control herself from getting hurt or bleeding. If it were Miaomiao, Miaomiao will also be afraid, so uncle and aunt are right to be afraid." Tian Miao explained seriously.

"Alas!" After hearing such words, the old village chief was shocked and couldn't bear it, so he could only sigh.

"Yes, we don't blame others, and don't think too much about the village. This is our fate," said Grandma Tian Miao.

"Yes." Grandpa Tian Miao nodded in agreement.

For a moment, the atmosphere inside and outside the courtyard was a little heavy. At this time, Boss Guan frowned and spoke.

"Miaomiao, do you want to continue going to school?" Teacher Guan asked.

Tian Miao looked at Yin Ya's encouraging smile and the expectant eyes of her grandparents, nodded heavily and said, "I think so."

"Okay, we will help you." Teacher Guan nodded as if promising, and then looked at Yin Ya expectantly.

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