On the second day after the team was established, each group started independently. The office of the leading group is still stationed in the provincial capital. They make overall plans and contact government agencies in various places for reception and assistance.
The small team traveled all the way south by car, and they were also impassioned on the road, scolding Fang Qiu¡ªthe world's affairs, the country's affairs, and their voices were heard.
"Don't believe me when I say a statistic. One out of every three illiterates in the world is Chinese. Hey, this is not a glamorous figure. Have you all taken Marxism-Leninism lessons? Comrade Lenin has a famous saying : It is impossible to build socialism in a country full of illiteracy."
"Illiteracy is not just a problem of illiteracy. Do you know where the biggest problem is?"
Yang Heyu answered, and he said: "The low quality of the rural labor force will lead to a low conversion rate of agricultural scientific and technological achievements, and the low conversion rate of scientific and technological achievements will directly restrict the development of the rural economy. This is interlocking and interacting."
"Yes! My family has relatives in the countryside. Their problem is not just about literacy." The boy who kept talking frowned and looked worried about the country and the people. The misunderstanding of literacy indicators, blindly teaching them to quickly recognize 1,000 characters in a short period of time is useless! If they don¡¯t use it, they will soon be ¡®re-blinded¡¯ again.¡±
"Yes, I have thought of a way, everyone can discuss it." Yang Heyu said again: "Can we combine literacy and practical technical training together. It doesn't need to be particularly difficult to teach, but focus on some - such as crop planting methods, such as Learn how to read the instructions on the fertilizer bag, similar to these. Once you learn it, you can use it.¡±
"Hey! Not bad!" The boy immediately applauded. He stretched out a hand to Yang Heyu and said, "Hello, you are from Beijing, right? My name is Liu Hanwen, and I majored in public affairs management at Yunnan University."
"I'm from Yunnan, I just go to school in Beijing." Yang Heyu shook hands with him.
As the vehicle drove more and more deserted, Jin Jiaojiao stared out the window in a daze.
She entered another world in a trance. The land and streets of this side seemed to be nearly 15 years behind. She felt that the streets she lived in when she was young were better than here.
The road is a dirt road, but fortunately it didn't rain, otherwise the pair of white shoes on Jin Jiaojiao's feet would be completely useless.
Seeing her strange expression, Yang Heyu asked her if she felt uncomfortable?
Jin Jiaojiao thought about not being timid, so she said, "It's not that poor here, it's just a little behind."
"This is the county seat. Let's repair it here. You can wait until you enter the mountain to see it!" Liu Hanwen answered.
Jin Jiaojiao swallowed her throat, seeing that Yang Heyu was still staring at her, she concealed: "I'm hungryI'll go find something to eat."
Finally, I saw a fruit stand. Those mangoes were small in size, but they had a strong fragrance. At first glance, they were wild.
Jin Jiaojiao grabbed a few and asked, "How do you sell the mangoes?"
"Three for a dime."
"Oh," Jin Jiaojiao took out a dollar from her pocket and said, "Give me 30."
The mango seller didn't take her money, he coyly said, "I can't sell it"
"Why can't it be sold?" Jin Jiaojiao didn't understand, she explained: "Three for ten cents, I'll give you one yuan, and you can pack 30 for me."
"If you can't sell it, give me a dime and I'll give you three mangoes."
Jin Jiaojiao was taken aback for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing until she burst into tears. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com