Kaohsiung frowned: "What is it?" I said that Boss Gao was sleeping when he was in elementary school, this is the novel "The Poor" written by Tolstoy. Kaohsiung snorted and said that not to mention when he was in elementary school, he couldn't remember what he ate last night, it was useless.

Quietly walking to the door of the classroom, the two of us leaned sideways, looking in from the window of the classroom door, a tall and thin middle-aged man was slowly walking in front of two rows of desks in the direction of the blackboard, with his hands behind his back. This man has dark skin, short hair and a long face, and is wearing a white shirt with a very serious expression. He took out a hand and looked at the open textbook, as if to test whether the students were reading correctly. I glanced up and saw me and Kaohsiung standing outside the classroom door, looked sideways, turned my hand behind my back, and continued to walk slowly.

THIS PERSON'S APPEARANCE IS DIFFERENT FROM THE PORTRAIT OF THE BUTCHER'S SHOP OWNER THAT AZANJOKE PROVIDED ME, THE EYEBROWS, EYES, FACIAL FEATURES AND FACE SHAPE ARE VERY SIMILAR, BUT THE AGE DOES NOT MATCH. Of course, Mr. Qiu is about fifty years old now, and the last time the butcher shop owner saw Mr. Qiu at the Ghost King's house, it was more than nine years ago, and Mr. Qiu was only forty years old at that time.

After a few minutes, the student finished reading, and heard the male teacher say, "Do you know why the fisherman's wife, Sanna, is so poor that she still has to carry the neighbor's two children home?"

The male teacher said: "There are all kinds of words, but the correct answer can be boiled down to four words, I hope you will always remember, that is, urgent people and dangers." A classmate raised his hand and asked what it means to be in danger, and the male teacher explained that people should try to help others when they are in the most difficult time, even if you yourself are in difficulty, even if the person you help has an enmity with you, you have to save it, which is the greatest.

"This person has an enmity with me, should I help too?" asked a female student who didn't understand.

The male teacher said: "You should help, because only if you help him, he will no longer make enemies with you, you will have one less enemy and one more friend, which is much easier than defeating him." ”

Another male student asked what if he still made a feud with him after helping that enemy, and the male teacher shook his head: "Then you have to help, because if you don't help him, you don't know what he will do." "The students obviously didn't understand, and no one asked questions.

At this time, the electric bell rang in the hallway, and the teacher announced the end of class and walked out of the classroom first. The two of us were standing on the stairs and talking, and we saw the teacher walking slowly, and many elementary school students also walked out of the classroom one after another, laughing and playing as they walked. The male teacher went downstairs, and Kaohsiung gave me a look, and we followed behind. When he turned around, he saw that we had also come down, looked twice, and continued walking. Turning around on the second floor, the male teacher entered an office and saw a small sign on the lintel that read "Fifth and Sixth Grade Office". Kaohsiung looked through the window on the office door, and I saw that there were four desks in which six or seven teachers, both male and female, were chatting with each other, and the male teacher took a sip of water, tilted his head back, and began to close his eyes.

"What to do?" I asked.

Kaohsiung said: "When the class comes again, see if those teachers will go out and if there is a chance to chat with him alone." Ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye, the bell was ringing in the corridor again, and several teachers in the office came out with textbooks one after another, and there was really only the male teacher left, it seemed that there was no class in this class. The two of us looked at each other, didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door and entered.

The male teacher didn't open his eyes when he heard someone coming in, probably thinking that it was a teacher who had come back. After I gently closed the door, Kaohsiung saw this, so he took out the spiritual wax and put it on the desk, and lit it with a lighter. The male teacher heard the sound of a lighter, and his eyes didn't open, and said, "The office doesn't allow smoking, Xiao Li, why don't you remember?"

Kaohsiung didn't answer, watching the light blue smoke from the spirit wax slowly rise. The male teacher opened his eyes and looked up, saw the two of us, and looked at the spiritual wax on the table, the smoke had folded to the left and drifted towards the male teacher's face. He seemed very surprised, and quickly stood up: "Why did you guys come in?"

"Is it Mr. Qiu?" I asked with a smile. Kaohsiung extinguished the spiritual wax and threw it on the table.

The male teacher said, "It's me, what's the matter with you, what is this wax for?" His expression was very nervous, even a little abnormal, as if he was very afraid of something, and his eyes were staring at the spiritual wax necklace that Kaohsiung threw on the table, intentionally or unintentionally. Kaohsiung smiled and said I didn't expect you to hide in such a poor town to teach, it's really admirable, this can be regarded as a volunteer teaching.

"No," said Ms. Qiu, "I'm a full-fledged teacher in this school. "I asked, how many years have you been teaching in this school, and Mr. Qiu said that it has been 20 years, and he was here when this school was first built, and he was transferred from a neighboring town.

Kaohsiung said: "Is there really twenty years?"

"Of course there are twenty years, what?" Mr. Qiu asked rhetorically, and Kaohsiung said with a smile that it had not been interrupted for six or seven years.

Mr. Qiu's face changed suddenly, and he asked what we meant, what was the matter, if it was okay, please leave quickly, otherwise I would call the security guard. Kaohsiung waved his hand, pulled a chair and sat opposite Mr. Qiu, and asked me to talk about the situation.

I briefly explained the situation and didn't go into such detail, because now this teacher Qiu has not admitted his true identity. After hearing this, Mr. Qiu shook his head: "I don't understand what you said at all, I'm really sorry, did you recognize the wrong person?" I took out my phone and showed him the portrait on the screen, saying that this was described by the owner of the butcher shop in the neighborhood of the ghost king in Penang, and he had dealt with you for five or six years, and you couldn't get rid of it.

Teacher Qiu still denied it, and Kaohsiung snorted: "If it weren't for the safety of several people, the two of us wouldn't have traveled all the way from Thailand to Dazhou, Sichuan, a poor place where birds don't." You just told the students that you want to be in danger, why can't you do it yourself?

"What did you say?" said Mr. Qiu.

Kaohsiung said that you are not teaching people to be in danger, and Mr. Qiu said, "You say this is a poor place where birds don't?" Kaohsiung said yes, isn't it poor enough, much poorer than many rural villages in Thailand.

Teacher Qiu smiled: "There are two kinds of poverty, one is spiritual poverty, the other is material poverty, which one do you mean?" Kaohsiung was a little confused, and Teacher Qiu smiled and said that Fan Xuzhen is the poverty of the former, not the poverty of the latter, the people here are simple, everyone is kind, and they are not poor spiritually.