No, I can't keep thinking about him. She shook her head vigorously, chasing him out of her mind, before finally falling asleep at some unknown time.
The next morning, after a simple wash, the teacher brought breakfast with a group of children.
It was just some porridge-like substance and wild vegetables.
Yang Xiao quietly told her that this was already the best food they had and was specially prepared for them.
As she watched the eager children looking at her, An Ziqi thought of Xiao Yining, and her heart went soft and sour. She called out to the little ones and handed out the food to them.
The accompanying reporter captured this scene.
Apart from rice, flour, oil, and other essential food items, they also brought clothes, school supplies, books, and teaching aids.
After they left, they would also sponsor the construction of a new school.
An Ziqi had expected the conditions to be tough, but they were tougher than her imagination.