Liangshan in western Sichuan.

This is the largest Yi ethnic group gathering area in the country and was once one of the contiguous deeply impoverished areas.

The traffic here is blocked and is like an isolated island. Looking around, all you can see is an endless mountain, but it is difficult to see a road that is easy to pass.

Even though the official has invested huge resources in this area, objectively speaking, these resources are like dripping into the sea in the face of a problem of being as numerous as ox. Perhaps it has indeed brought some changes in basic life, but when it comes to those subdivided fields, it seems to be ineffective.

Among them, education is the most complex and difficult to solve.

It is like a hard and stubborn tumor, deeply rooted in the flesh and blood of this mountain, blocking blood vessels and hindering the operation of other body functions.

If this problem cannot be solved, no matter how much resources you invest in this body, it will not change its deterioration from the inside out.

Everyone knows the importance of education issues to this area, but how to solve them?

No one knows.

Building schools, hiring teachers, buying textbooks in large quantities... Almost all of these conventional methods have been tried, but almost no commendable results have been achieved.

The reason is very simple, this is a problem with cultural foundation.

When people in a place generally believe that it is difficult to change their destiny through reading, or that the cost-effectiveness of the activity of reading is lower than other things, it becomes extremely difficult to make them continue to bet on education and on reading.

There is only one way to change such a cultural foundation, that is, to enable the education here to achieve widespread results. This achievement cannot be stopped on TV or official publicity, but to let people here see it with their own eyes and hear it with their own ears.

The story of a college entrance examination top scorer who was far away and had never met in the sky, and finally entered the Chinese Academy of Sciences and became a pillar of the country. It was a story of a neighbor who was admitted to the undergraduate degree and found a decent job with an annual salary of 200,000 yuan in the city after graduation. The impact of these two on the local cultural foundation is completely different.

Only the latter can truly change the current situation of neglecting education in the local area.

But the problem is that to achieve the latter effect, the necessary condition is that the educational level can keep up.

Therefore, this creates a contradictory cycle: if you want to improve your education level, you must first change your cultural foundation, but if you want to change your cultural foundation, you must also improve your educational level.

There is also a way to break this cycle, which is to rely on some form of coercive force to lock students of appropriate age who are unwilling to study or who are not allowed to continue to receive higher education in schools, restrain them with a common atmosphere and goals, and eliminate all noises from the family and society.

However, the cost of doing so is too high.

How many resources does the country have to squander? How much administrative force can it overdraft?

Not every principal is called Zhang Guimei, and not every school can survive like Huaping Girls' High School.

At this moment, 16-year-old Ranla Azi faced a problem she had never imagined: the high school she attended went bankrupt.

That's right, high schools other than nine years of compulsory education will also go bankrupt - especially pure public welfare high schools like private high schools in Wenzhiluo Township that are completely public welfare and do not charge any tuition and miscellaneous fees. When their capital chain breaks, bankruptcy becomes an inevitable result.

Of course, for a school, closure does not mean the school’s closure, but instead shifts from free to charge, but for most students, this change is a catastrophe.

A Zi walked silently on the mountain road home, with her luggage behind her back, her eyes blank.

My family didn't know the news that the school had closed down, and even she herself only found out last night. Then this afternoon, most of the students began to leave the school one after another.

Although the school leaders promised to find other suitable schools that they would accept, and although they promised that students could still stay in the dormitory before finding the school, everyone knew that this was actually just a vague hope.

The core of the problem is never the attitude of the school, but the attitude of the family.

Where can I find a second school that can be found for the entire Wenziluo Township and even Butuo County without tuition, accommodation fees, and still have the spare time to accept hundreds of students?

The final result is probably to send some students close to the college entrance examination to other public high schools after delaying for a few months, and use the last little money to get them to finish the college entrance examination.

And a sophomore high school student like himself can only find a way out.

To a large extent, finding a way out means there is no way out.

Because her family cannot be willing to waste the extra expenses of several thousand yuan on a girl like her - what can I do if I go to high school? What can I do if I get into college?

Not going to get married yet.

Of course, she also heard that in some places, the dowry for marriage, especially for female college students, can be very high. She also used this reason to convince her father, but the problem was that such a profit was too far, so far that she could not even determine whether it would happen.

Not to mention his own father, the day after a poverty alleviation work group sent a pussy, he would kill the man who was stewing the soup.

Thinking of this, A Zi sighed deeply.

The backpack behind her was not heavy, but it made her feel a little breathless.

It is actually just a thin quilt, plus two sets of changing clothes and a toothbrush.

For two years, she lived a life like an ascetic in school. She thought that by relying on her own efforts, she could get into college, walk out of this mountain, and see a bigger world--if possible, she could try to change the place where she was born.

But now, the force majeure that she could not control destroyed her ideals, and the roads that were originally paved collapsed overnight.

As the road went further and further, A Zi had already left the main road of Weizhiluo Township and began to embark on the small road back to the village. Before she got home, she had to climb over 4 mountains, cross two rivers, and then climb a ladder hundreds of meters high to truly reach the place called "home".

She walked for six hours during this journey, but when she pushed open the door, she saw not the warm lights and hot meals she expected, but the father who was lying on the ground in drunkenness and the mother who was bruised and swollen eyes that were tidying up the broken bowls and chopsticks.

"Grandma!"

A Zi's heart suddenly thrust. She threw down her backpack and walked forward to pull her mother, and asked anxiously:

"He hits you again?"

The mother nodded and said nothing.

"Why are you hitting you again? What's wrong?"

Looking at A Zi's face, the mother sighed and replied:

"Someone came to sell that thing... He bought it with his family's money, but it turned out to be fake. He was so angry that he beat me."

Hearing this, a little angry appeared on A Zi's face. She fully understood what her mother said about "that thing". A few years ago, the drugs that flowed from abroad almost spread throughout the Liangshan area, and her father was the victim.

In other words, they are self-deprecating.

However, after years of crackdowns, drugs have almost disappeared in this place, and the father who could not buy drugs turned to alcohol. Every time he got drunk, he would use various reasons to abuse himself and his mother - and this is one of the reasons why she couldn't wait to escape from this place.

"What about the money? He took all the money from the family? Is there any?"

"No more, no more. I had left some for you to take to school next month, but I couldn't stand his beating and asked him to buy wine."

Speaking of this, two lines of tears finally flowed out of the mother's indifferent eyes. A Zi clenched her fists tightly, and her nails almost penetrated into her flesh.

She couldn't help but look at the kitchen knife that fell to the ground, and her crazy thoughts kept surging in her heart.

Maybe as long as you pick up the knife yourself, or just swing it easily, your mother's pain will at least end, right?

She took two steps forward, held the kitchen knife in her hand, and after standing silently for a long time, she finally put the knife back on the cutting board next to the ground pot.

She couldn't take that step, either emotionally or rationally.

A Zi and her mother silently cleaned up the mess all over the ground. It was not until it was getting late that they repaired the last stool, sat outside the house, closed the door tightly, as if they wanted to keep those painful memories in the door.

"Today is not Saturday, why are you back?"

The mother grabbed A Zi's hand and asked softly.

This question made A Zi not know how to answer. She wanted to panic and said that everything was fine in the school, but it was just a holiday and she would go back in two days.

At that time, at worst, you can go out to work like others, and the money you earn can also subsidize your family income.

But in her heart, she was really unwilling to accept such a result.

I can clearly study, but my grades can be admitted to a second-tier university that is not that good, but it is enough to change my destiny.

"...The school has no money, and I will start charging accommodation fees next month, so I haven't started studying."

A Zi originally thought her mother would be shocked by this answer, but in fact, the latter just nodded slightly.

"If you can't get in, you won't get in. You're 16, go out to work. It's okay to go out, as long as you're not here, you'll be fine wherever you go."

A Zi was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but in the end she swallowed the words to her mouth.

In fact, my mother, like her father, cannot understand the meaning of "studying" and "going to school".

It was a future that they could not see.

"I see."

A Zi sighed, then pretended to be smiling and said:

"Mom, it's good to work. I'll keep it for you after working. When I save enough money, I'll take you out and don't live with him---you divorce him."

"I can't live without you. Why divorce? This is the case in this life. You have to look at it in the future. It doesn't matter if you read less, but you must find a good man."

A Zi smiled helplessly without answering.

In her opinion, this most important thing in her mother's eyes is actually just a restraint.

However, now she has no way to refute because she has no ability to change all this.

Since I am powerless to change, even if I am stubborn, it is just a joke.

The sun was gradually setting. She helped her mother stand up and was about to go into the house to prepare supper, but suddenly she saw several people walking on the mountain road not far away.

The leader was a girl with glasses. Her skin was fair and her arms were slender, which looked a bit eye-catching among the mountains.

After noticing Ranla Azi's gaze, the girl smiled and raised her head, then asked:

"Are you Ranla Azi?"

A Zi nodded and looked at the other party in confusion.

The girl opposite her, or Chu Ya, breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"Finally found you...I heard that your school was closed?"

"It's okay, from today on, you will most likely no longer need school."
Chapter completed!