"Teacher, don't fight, Tashi knows it's wrong....." he cried and shouted for mercy as he ran behind Hu Yang and dodged his stick.

Hu Yang is also so ruthless because he made such a big mistake.

Hearing his panicked plea for mercy, his heart softened.

Hit the child, and the heart of the parents.

Although Populus euphratica was not Tashi's parents, the love he poured into them was no less than that of their parents.

This poplar can pat his chest and say.

"Say, why did you steal Mola's money?" asked Hu Yang sharply as he pulled him back in front of him.

It had to be understood why Tashi was stealing the money.

Because in the village, there is no place to use the money.

Don't think of this as a southern village, where there are no smugglers, no maltose, sweet candy and all kinds of snacks.

The only place where you can use the money is to go to the town.

Thinking of this, Hu Yang also remembered that on Sunday, Tashi did not stay with him, Alice and the others, but followed Uncle Basan's car to the town.

Tashi's gaze became as sharp as a knife.

Hu Yang was afraid that he would be taken seriously by the gangsters in the town, or blackmailed.

These are all possible.

Tashi looked at the gloomy poplar, he had never seen a teacher like this, and his heart was inexplicably flustered.

Seeing the panicked expression on his face, Hu Yang's heart also sank.

Is your guess true?

The hand holding the stick couldn't help but tighten.

"Tell the teacher if the little bastards in town are bullying you. Hu Yang took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart slightly.

If it was his own student who stole money because of this, he would still fight.

But don't be easy with those little gangsters, don't look at Hu Yang who has no power and no power, just a poor teacher.

If you do, many people will help.

"No.... It's not...," Tashi said.

"Then what do you say is going on?" Hu Yang asked, looking at Tashi.

"I.... I..... I ....."

"Do you want to continue to be beaten, I didn't teach you? If you have something to say, you can say it clearly. ”

Tashi bowed his head.

He whispered, "I asked a Abba (not my father's will, but your father's contemporary, strangers are fine) to carve a piece of wood for me." ”

"Wood, you just went to steal Mola's money for a piece of broken wood. Hu Yang said angrily.

Tashi disagrees.

He did steal the money from Mora, and he knew it was wrong.

But I absolutely disagree with the teacher that it was a broken piece of wood.

Raised his little head and stubbornly looked at the teacher.

"It's not broken wood, I begged Abba to carve it for me. Tashi said stiffly.

Dare to talk back, the wooden stick in Hu Yang's hand moved.

However, he didn't know that Tashi had been begging for most of the day to get the craftsman to carve what he wanted, and he had been sitting there grinding the man.

In the end, Tashi had to carve out what Tashi described at the cost of five pieces, a loss of blood.

Of course, I was also moved by Tashi's sincerity.

"What's the use of that broken wood, do you want it to be firewood for Mora?"

If he doesn't come up with a reason, the stick, which is already hungry and thirsty, will fall on Tashi's body again.

"The teacher is leaving, and I want to give the teacher a gift. He looked at the poplar and plucked up his courage and said.

After finishing speaking, his face instantly turned red, and he immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Populus Hu again.

Hearing Tashi's words, Populus Hu's body shook slightly.

"A gift for the teacher?" Hu Yang said in a low voice.

It seemed to be reconfirmed, and it was also like a whisper, and it seemed incredulous.

"Hmm!" Tashi lowered his head, his voice as loud as a mosquito.

Giving gifts to a teacher is really embarrassing for a child, especially in a relatively closed environment here in Tibetan areas.

I want them to send things to teachers like various traditional festivals or foreign festivals in big cities, so I think too much.

However, Tashi's confirmation sounded like thunder in Poplar's mind.

The right hand holding the stick trembled slightly, and his lips trembled.

His eyes fell on Tashi's trousers, which were still marked with a few stick marks, his nose sour, and his eyes red.

He blamed the child.

The child knows how to be grateful, knows that he is about to leave, and wants to send something to himself, which makes Hu Yang feel very gratified.

I feel that my efforts and dedication have not been in vain.

Tilting his head slightly, he didn't want them to see what he looked like.

The stick in his hand was raised again and landed on Tashi's buttocks.

But this time there was no force at all.

"I told you to steal money, even if you buy gifts for teachers, you can't steal money. Hu Yang roared with red eyes as he hit.

He was afraid that the cry in his voice would be heard by the child.

The teacher will always be as strong as an eagle in front of them, sheltering them from the wind and rain like a mountain.

"You have remembered for me, no matter why in the future, you can't steal, you can ask, but you must not steal, understand?" said at the end, Hu Yang's cry was almost uncontrollable.

"Wow, teacher, Tashi knows it's wrong, and he won't dare to do it again....." Tashi cried and begged for mercy.

Populus didn't exert himself, and the reason why he cried was because the teacher seemed to be crying too, and he was scared.

"Tashi, do you remember what you said today, and if there is a next time, the teacher beats you to death, remember?" Hu Yang felt that tears had blurred his eyes, but he still taught.

"Teacher, Tashi knows, don't cry, okay? Tashi really knows his mistake and won't dare anymore....." Tashi pleaded.

"Nima, you also give me a memory. Hu Yang yelled at Nima behind him.

Nima, who was already at a loss, was startled when she heard the roar of the poplar and hurriedly responded.

If he doesn't seem to care, the teacher's stick will definitely fall on him.

"Teacher, don't cry...," Tashi said with tears in his eyes.

"The teacher didn't cry, my eyes were accidentally stained with sand when I hit you just now, and you wiped my tears away for me, like a man. Hu Yang said.

Tilt your head and wipe your left hand in front of you.

Seeing Tashi hurriedly wiping his tears, his little face becoming dirty, Populus Hu didn't dislike it at all.

Squatted down and reached out to his face to gently wipe away his tears.

"Tashi, you have to remember that stealing and greed are the source of all evil, and don't make such mistakes again in the future. ”

"Teacher, I know!" Tashi pursed his lips, trying to stop his tears.

Hu Yang nodded and stood up.

Hand the stick in his hand to Nima.

"Hit me, hit me hard!" Standing in front of Nima, Hu Yang ordered.

If the Son does not teach, the Father is at fault!

In the same way, if a student learns badly, the teacher is also responsible!

No matter how big or small, the teacher is the most important role model for children.

No matter what other teachers do, but the poplar that treats students as their own children must not let themselves go like this.

"Are you deaf? I didn't hear the teacher, so I asked you to hit me. ”

Hu Yang yelled at Nima, who was holding a stick on her left, at a loss.