"Ding Dong Ding Dong, Ding Dong Ding Dong~"

"Dad~, Dad~, open the door!"

Hearing the doorbell and his daughter's shout, Zhou Musen, who was busy in the kitchen, put down the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Squeak~"

He opened the old security door and complained: "I don't have the key, why don't you wait for the results to come out in such a hurry-"

Suddenly stopped.

looked at a tall and fat young man standing behind his daughter in a daze.

The moment they met their eyes, that familiar feeling made Zhou Musen immediately know who the young man in front of him was.

"Du Yi!"

"Teacher Zhou. ”

Du Yi looked at Zhou Musen.

I haven't seen him for ten years, this old man who was a little handsome back then, a little bookish and pointed out Fang Xuan in his early forties, has half of his white hair.

There are deep wrinkles on the face.

Wearing a homely T-shirt and shorts, his left calf was wrapped in thick gauze, which was covered with traces of plaster coagulation.

Du Yi couldn't help but feel sour: "Teacher Zhou, your legs-"

"It's just a dog bite, and it's not dead or lame. However, the bite force of the Tibetan mastiff was not ordinary, and it almost tore off a large piece of my meat, but fortunately, it was ten days and half a month. ”

Zhou Musen's wrinkled face smiled: "Hurry up and enter the house, I bought an old hen, and I haven't started to stew it yet." ”

——

The old hen was stewed, and it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

By the time Zhou Qian's steaming bowl was brought to the table, Du Yi and Zhou Musen had already drained a bottle of liquor.

Opened the second bottle.

"You two drink less. ”

Zhou Qian first served a bowl of chicken soup to her father, and then served a bowl to Du Yi: "You drink it while it's hot to relieve hangover." ”

"Teacher, let's go! Drink chicken soup. ”

Du Yi, who was a little dazed, poured a small cup for Zhou Musen and raised his wine glass.

"Then go one and drink chicken soup. ”

"Ding!"

Du Yi and Zhou Musen drank it all with their necks up.

Picked up the wine bottle and filled it for Zhou Musen and himself.

The old hen stewed shiitake mushrooms were fragrant and slightly hot, and Du Yi and Zhou Musen drank a big bowl of joy.

Du Yi handed Zhou Musen a red double happiness, not paying attention to Zhou Qian's white eyes.

'Click'

Ignite it for the teacher.

"Not going out?"

"At least not for the time being. ”

"That's fine, too, as long as you like. In this life, to live, in fact,"

Zhou Musen thought for a while and said: "It's responsibility and ideals. Money, power, power, power, fortune, and longevity in the world are actually a fart!"

"A mouthful!"

Zhou Musen raised his glass.

"Ding!"

"If four days ago, you said you weren't going out anymore, I would be very angry. I will ask you since you have turned around or come back, squatting in the ravine to farm, what is the use of learning to write knowledge so hard you have worked so hard all these years?

In my life, for the sake of responsibility,—— it is her mother and son, bowing her head to admit defeat and begging for mercy, and even kneeling, I have done it, but I have never done a conscience in my life.

In the past, her mother had to go outside the mountains and get a divorce, but I couldn't let go of you good students.

I hope you can go out more, say goodbye to poverty, and see the outside world.

So for poor students, I either stick them, or put them in the last row, or even let them go back to suspend classes for reflection, and many of them just don't go to school.

But I don't think it's a big deal, because then I have more energy to spend on you students who I think are promising.

That night, Sun Xing, Li Ermao, Zheng Lei,

These are all the students I've taught.

They said, "

Zhou Musen took off his glasses and pulled a napkin to wipe the foggy lenses.

"Teacher Zhou, I haven't listened to your class for many years.

I've been taught by you for two years, but you've slapped me a lot.

Blush!

That's the students I taught back then.

I am a student of Zhou Musen.

I could tell that they only hated and ridiculed me, and if I walked towards them with a knife, they would not hesitate or even happily beat me, their teacher back then, to death.

Shame!

Teacher, preach and teach to solve doubts.

Zi said: There is no class in teaching.

I've really lived in vain all these years, and I just want to teach and solve my doubts to good students.

I forgot the essential mission of being a people's teacher.

Forget the most basic word of preaching.

I forgot that the students who studied poorly, the students who were naughty and mischievous, were also my students of Zhou Musen.

It's my responsibility. ”

"Ding. ”

Du Yi picked up the wine bottle, and his big hand was stubbornly held tightly by Zhou Qian: "You two can't drink anymore!"

"Girl, Du Yi is rare to come over and let Dad drink some more. ”

Zhou Musen pleaded at the woman and begged for mercy.

"Teacher, I'll come over at both ends of the next three days, let's drink chicken soup, and I have to buy a machine in the afternoon." ”

Du Yi put down the wine bottle and gave Zhou Musen, Zhou Qian, and a bowl of chicken soup to each person.

"Teacher, I don't think you're wrong, but it's too extreme. what kind of person a person will eventually become, his family, society, school, and his own situation,

It's a bit of a haha to pour yourself chicken soup for the soul.

There is no class to teach!

——,Sure, you can change the way you teach a little bit, but you're not a god, a mortal, trying to do something that Jesus couldn't do, and Judas is not a living example. - To put it mildly, it is not only arrogant, but also useless. Your self-reproach is simply ridiculous and unreasonable.

- Didn't Hu Shizhi say that 'workers go to work well, farmers farm well, students study well, teachers teach well, and doctors see patients well'.

Do what you have to do, such as encouraging students a little more, and having time to feed a few more bowls of chicken soup for the soul.

Don't take yourself as a god. ”

——

After Du Yi and the others completed the purchase, they set sail back to the lake.

This time, Li Mangui, who has served all his life in farm work, bought a 53kg four-wheel drive micro-cultivator, a large number of cucumbers, tomatoes, melons, watermelons, and vegetable melon seeds and seedlings.

Before having a sense of qi, Du Yi thought about how to fry a satisfactory spiritual tea.

However, now, when he mastered the ability to explode a drop of spiritual liquid, the small-scale breeding method began to be trialed.

People's ambition always changes with the growth of ability, right?

When the boat arrived at Touqu Wharf, it was already sunset, and the sky was full of red glow.

"Wow!"

"Chirp!"

Seeing Du Yi and his entourage coming back, the eagles in the bushes and the kingfishers guarding the willows of the Linhu River were all screaming.

Other than that, a row of stone houses is silent.

There is no usual frolic of birds.

Standing in the gatehouse of the courtyard, Du Yi looked at the vent of the eaves of the east wing in a daze, the broken reed.

He knew with palpitations that the flower python that had entered the underground river whirlpool and disappeared for a week might have returned.

Du Yi took the short sword from Li Ergou's hand, stood outside the hall and glanced at the door of the east chamber.

It was still blocked with bed slats and benches.

When I entered the hall, I leaned on the bed and looked in.

In the orange glow of the setting sun and sunset leaking through the vents of the stone house, he saw the head of the flower python resting on the huge coiled snake body in the granary.

Visually striking.

"I~"

Du Yi scolded helplessly.

It's really ghostly, and it's settled.