Early the next morning, Yang Rui got up early, he did not go to the school office as usual, but wore a casual dress and went to the county bus station in Leyang.

Skillfully buy tickets and get on the bus; No one associated him with the best high school principal in Leyang, maybe someone noticed him, more because of his size.

I found a place on the bus and sat down, this is an inter-urban shuttle, as long as it is full, it will depart; Of course, the train will depart when the time comes.

"It's the same as before!" Yang Rui looked around through the car window, and the county station had not changed much, or even very little; Compared with the speed of the round of expansion in Leyang County, in just five or six years, the urban area has expanded more than twice, and the changes in the old city are still quite few for Yang Rui.

"Handsome guy, give me your ticket."

"Okay, here you go." Yang Rui handed the ticket in his hand to the conductor, the conductor was a middle-aged woman, of course, Yang Rui noticed that she didn't say anything about the charm or anything like that, although in fact others were still considered a middle-aged beauty.

This conductor Yang Rui knows, in the past, every time he went home, Yang Rui would often take this car, but now when he sees it, he has changed his life.

At this time, the people on the bus were almost full, and they could leave after waiting for a few people to come. Yang Rui sat quietly by the window and looked out of the window silently.

I don't have much interest in everything around me.

"Do you have anyone?"

The voice is soft and soft, tactful and beautiful.

Yang Rui shook his head lightly, indicating that there was no one, just sit casually; As soon as the girl's delicate body approached, the tip of Yang Rui's nose was filled with charming body fragrance.

Unlike the smell of perfume on some people's bodies, Yang Rui has always believed that body fragrance is the most comfortable smell; Compared with the pungent smell of perfume, there is no doubt that the body fragrance on all beauties smells much more pleasant.

"You're a teacher?"

"Ah, how do you know?"

"Your books are about to fall out." Yang Rui is not an immortal, so naturally he can't guess what others are doing; I just saw that the bag on her lap after she sat down contained books, and more small books for students.

This kind of small workbook should only be used by elementary school students.

And it's the kind of elementary school student who is in the lower grades.

"My name is Yang Rui, and I am also an educator." Yang Rui didn't make any gestures like shaking hands, feeling that there was no need; This kind of etiquette is more than enough to do in formal occasions.

"My name is Gan Xiye, and I am now a Chinese teacher at Yulin Seventh Elementary School."

"Dry cleaning liquid!" Yang Rui read it for a while, of course he knew that this was impossible, but the sound was really similar.

"Sweet sweetness, hope of Nozomi, leaf of leaves."

"I'm sorry!" Yang Rui also knew that this was wrong, after all, it was the first time they met, and they were not acquaintances, so it was not too good to joke about other people's names.

"Yulin Seventh Primary School must be half an hour away from the county seat, are you coming back to the county seat every day?" Yulin Seventh Primary School is there, Yang Rui naturally knows, he used to study in that primary school.

There are primary schools in Leyang County, every township, and most of them have something to do with Yang Minghui.

"I don't think there are many people in the school, right?" Yang Rui remembers that when he was in elementary school, there were six or seven hundred students in Yulin Seventh Elementary School, and there were two classes of students in each grade, plus a preschool.

It's just that the last time I went to the seventh elementary school two years ago, many classrooms were no longer used, and the number of students in the school was only about 200 people. The reasons for this are also varied, in the past decade, the birth rate of the population is insufficient; Socio-educational resource allocation, etc.

"There are only about 200 students." Gan Xiye is a little lonely, the school's student source is decreasing, most of the young teachers have been transferred back to the county, and there are not many teachers left in the school.

"And sixteen teachers."

Yang Rui was not surprised, he had already guessed; Nodding silently, for the current school, the source of students is a very important thing.

In fact, such an outcome is basically inevitable.

The primary schools in the township are indeed less attractive than the primary schools in the county; Now the so-called school district system is implemented, but this situation should not change much in Leyang.

This situation will not change as long as there are differences in the distribution of educational resources.

Shook his head gently, as the principal of a private high school, he has a relationship with these things, but not much.

The problem of student origin is not something that Yang Rui can solve.

As the people on the bus were full, the shuttle bus finally left the station; Yang Rui looked at the streets on both sides that were too familiar to be familiar, and here he could know what the shops on both sides were selling with his eyes closed.

Gan Xiye tilted his head slightly, and his bright eyes were a little puzzled, what happened to the person next to him? I asked my name, and then I stopped talking.

"Are you crying?" Looking at the tears in the corners of Yang Rui's eyes, Gan Xiye asked with some surprise, what happened to him?

Yang Rui wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and smiled: "The wind blew into my eyes." ”

Seeing things and thinking about things, Yang Rui didn't know what was wrong, thinking that he was going home, tears flowed out unconsciously; It is said that people who study liberal arts are relatively more emotional, and Yang Rui has never thought that he is also an emotional person.

"It turns out that I am still an emotional person!" I always think that I am very "cold-blooded" and don't care about many things; Just home, what a heavy word.

Yang Rui glanced at Gan Xiye, who was concerned, and smiled; No wonder she was able to stay in Yulin Seven Elementary School, this kind heart alone is enough, maybe in the years to come, her students will remember that she also had a beautiful and kind female teacher in the past.

……

The car stopped in the township, which is also the terminal of the shuttle, and it takes about half an hour to drive from the county seat.

Silently watched Gan Xinye carrying the bag and walking towards the school not far away, the outside of Yulin Seventh Primary School looks very good, the teaching building was built fifteen years ago, it was the best building in the township at that time, and it is still now.

The six-storey school building stands quietly, with white tiles reflecting the sun's rays.

Yang Rui's former home had to walk from the countryside on a dirt road for more than ten minutes.

"Perhaps, it shouldn't have come!" Yang Rui walked very slowly, in the past, it only took ten minutes to go, but he walked out for an hour; Eventually, it came.

At this time, the countryside was already very lively, with chickens and ducks chirping, and a local dog roaring at Yang Rui from time to time; Yang Rui is not afraid, after the first dog came out, he had already prepared a tree stick in his hand early.

The native dog in the countryside is typical of bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and the more the dog barks, the less it bites; As long as you hold something in your hand, or throw a clod of dirt, you can make sure that it will not dare to bully you.

The old saying that the dog that bites people does not bark, the dog is purely seen very clearly.

Yang Rui's footsteps suddenly stopped, looking at the busy figure in the vegetable patch in front of the house; That's the parents.

"Young man, looking for that?"

"Uh, no, I'm just passing by."

Not long ahead, it is a road; In the past, it was common for people to pass by from the countryside to get on the highway and take a ride.

Yang Rui didn't communicate much with his parents, and now they are complete strangers; Standing in one place, where you can just see your parents in the ground.

"It's better not to let them know they're actually alive now."

Yang Rui silently thought in his heart that time would heal the wounds in people's hearts, the parents had accepted the status quo of their son's death, and now they still don't want to go to the side.

At the same time, Yang Rui was also a little worried, they knew that they would not be able to accept it in the future.

"Goodbye, Mom and Dad!"

"Goodbye, my past!"