Fan Rou was amused by his words: "Are all the others boys?"
"Yes."
"Are there many kids in the village?"
"Not many, less than ten, but there are also a few in the neighboring village, so together there are just over ten." The young boy pointed across to Fan Rou.
In the greenery, one could vaguely see black tiles, and Fan Rou curiously asked, "Where do you go to school?"
"Just in the neighboring village, but there are only up to second grade here. For third grade, you have to go to the town six kilometers away."
Six kilometers, so far, Fan Rou secretly calculated, walking would take over an hour, so you have to get up very early in the morning.
In such a place, there must not be any cars, right?
"Have you thought about leaving?" Fan Rou asked again.
