Thousands of theories, it's better to do it yourself.

I am a teacher, I love the land, I love my hometown, I love my career.

Those who are teachers should put morality first and lead by example.

——— inscription

Mid-May, 2008.

Today, it rained heavily in Anseong, and it didn't stop from the afternoon until it got dark.

In the heavy rain, the dazzling headlights flashed, and a lonely figure on a bus stop, holding a book, shivered.

The rain kept sliding down her cheeks, and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain. In her eyes, the words "capital" on writing became more and more blurred.

"Be strong, be strong!"

She kept muttering, her slender hand caressing her blurred eyes, and everything in front of her gradually became clear.

"I hate rainy days! Wait for Shanghai, buy an original German copy! ”

She muttered, and suddenly, she stood up and threw Capital in her hand into the trash.

The rain kept falling, constantly washing the white dress on her body, and in the dim light, her figure was particularly eye-catching.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a red car, running over a puddle of muddy water, stopped in front of her.

The window glass slowly descended, revealing a delicate and dignified face.

Wiping the rain from her face once more, she walked to the car.

"You're too late, I've already arranged Dad's funeral!"

"Cher, get in the car, don't catch a cold!"

"Dad is sick, you haven't come to see it, Dad is dead, you haven't come to see it, now, do you still care if I catch a cold?"

"Get in the car, daughter, I want to talk to you!"

"Go talk to your dear, how young, what a handsome lad, personable, how old I am!"

"No, no, Xue'er, you wait, he's gone, I've been scared all the time, and I've gone back to Sichuan! Daughter, I want to talk to you, I'm your grandma, I need you! ”

"But I don't need you right now! It's uncomfortable, isn't it? I'm worse than you, I have parents, but I feel like I'm an orphan! Rest assured, as your daughter, I have already learned how to survive, I will be admitted to university, I will go to Shanghai, I will get ahead, I will try to make all children, never like me, have a family and parents but no one cares! ”

She walked away, without looking back, and disappeared into the heavy rain.

……

2016, Anseong, West High-Speed Rail Station.

At dusk, Jiang Ruoxue wore a light white shirt, a pair of jeans, and her long hair was flying.

Pulling a piece of luggage, she Shi Shiran walked out of the station.

It's still the red car, in the window, it's still that person, still so dignified and elegant, it's just that eight years have carved deep traces on her face.

"Mom, why are you here?" Ruoxue opened her mouth, and she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

She hadn't said a word to her mother for eight years, and before she knew it, her mother was full of gray hair.

What is the difference between her approach and her mother?

After all these years, she understands a lot of things, she knows that her mother is very bitter in her heart, but she can't let go of it, and she hasn't even called her mother.

"My daughter is already a nationally renowned postdoc, I saw her on the news, saying that today she is going home, I will pick her up!" Mother spoke, smiling.

"Mom......" Ruoxue felt blocked and guilty.

How sad it is for a mother who wants to know the news of her daughter to learn from TV.

"Get in the car, grandma has something to say to you!" Mother said with a smile, just like she did eight years ago.

"Oh!" Ruoxue nodded, opened the car door, put her luggage away, and then sat in the back seat.

"Sit down in front!" The mother said again, "Even if I have anger in my heart, it is my daughter!" ”

After a moment of silence, Ruoxue finally sat in the passenger seat.

"Look, what did I bring you?" Mother said, taking out a sealed bag and handing it to Ruoxue.

When she opened it, there were several yellowed photos inside.

In the photo, she looked like when she was a child, playing on the beach with her mother.

At that time, my mother was so beautiful!

Slowly flipping through the photo, Ruoxue's eyes gradually blurred.

"Why isn't Daddy in there?" Ruoxue asked.

"He's it!" Mother shook her head, "Don't you remember?" He's taking pictures, that temper, you don't know, it's like a cow, whatever you say, you don't listen to it......"

Ruoxue was silent.

"I just want to tell you that you are not an orphan!" "I've been thinking about you all the time, that day...... Hey, forget it, don't talk about it! ”

"Mom!" Suddenly, Ruoxue threw herself into her mother's arms and began to cry.

"It's all over, and my daughter has grown up!" Mother said softly, "This is close to the shop, I will take you to eat hairy belly hot pot, when you were a child, you loved to eat it the most, and it was very spicy!" ”

"Mom, I've been a vegetarian for years!" Ruoxue got up, her eyes were red, "I didn't get used to it at first, but I got used to it slowly!" ”

"It's okay, you can eat whatever you want, this is hometown!" Mother said with a smile.

"Mom, I'm going to Longtan tomorrow!"

"Good!"

"You're not against it?"

"My daughter is a postdoc, what to do makes sense, what am I against doing, as long as you think clearly, then do it, be happy, don't leave regrets, just have a clear conscience!"

"Thank you, Grandma!"

As the sun set, her own face was flushed, like a newborn morning glow.

……

The sky was bright, and Jiang Ruoxue pushed open a window.

Suddenly, a drop of rain fell on the back of her hand.

"Why, it's raining heavily!"

Frowning, Ruoxue returned to the bathroom, washed up casually and walked out, holding a small notebook, and writing down a line of Juanjuan Xiu:

September 1, 2016, rain.

Today is the opening day of Panshan Chenxi Branch.

Ye Pingping committed suicide, Deng Qingrong died, and all the people involved in the case were brought to justice.

I'm very happy because my eldest brother is about to be discharged from the hospital.

The winding mountain, as if it had undergone a storm baptism, became a new look.

The haze has passed, and I believe that one day, those children will be as vigorous as the newborn sun, shining on the entire Xiaopanjiang River.

For me, it's also a new beginning.

There's nothing more enjoyable than seeing the innocent smiles of children.

The bloody facts tell me that it is better to do it yourself at one time than to do it yourself.

I am a teacher, I love the land, I love my hometown, I love my career.

I found that here, it's not just the kids who need me, I need them too.

Those who are teachers should put morality first.

I will be conscientious, abide by my duty and lead by example.

I will use all my enthusiasm to sway on this land, do my best, and die!

……

Ruoxue finished writing, smiled knowingly, and gently closed the small notebook.

At this time, she looked up and saw that the sky was already bright.

She walked out of the room, habitually walked around the dormitory, and then walked to the cafeteria.

Only then did she realize that the cafeteria was empty, and there was not a single student in sight.

Not to mention that today is the first day of school, even during the summer vacation, when she comes to the cafeteria for breakfast, she can see a lot of people.

Today, it's weird.

"Auntie, why is there no one in the cafeteria today?" Coming to the window, Ruoxue asked.

The cafeteria aunt said, "Principal Jiang, don't you know? The Xiaopan River is flooded! All the students went to the riverside to help, and the chain bridge in the ancient banyan village was flooded, and the students couldn't come, so everyone went to lay the planks! ”

"What?" Ruoxue was shocked.

Ignoring breakfast, she ran out of the cafeteria, got into a car, and headed down the hill.

At this time, the Xiaopan River, turbid and turbulent, continued to ravage the crops on the shore.

An iron-locked bridge, swaying under the impact of the water.

The planks were all re-paved, but the river was fierce and urgent, just skimming the bridge deck, and one after another students, holding on to the iron cables, stepped on the invisible planks, groped across the river.

"Wait, the water is big, don't cross the river, it's dangerous!"

If the snow came, he drank anxiously.

"The headmaster is here, the headmaster is here!"

On both sides of the river, all the students cheered, and the students on the opposite side also stopped crossing the river.

However, there are still a few students on the bridge, walking step by step.

"Roshi, Rowang!" Seeing two tiger-headed teenagers, Ruoxue did not hesitate and stepped into the bridge.

Trembling, she went back and forth, helping the students ashore one by one, and the slender figure was shaky under the impact of the water.

"Woooooo At this moment, the cry came.

In the middle of the chain bridge, a little girl clung to the chain and kept crying.

"Don't be afraid, the teacher is here!"

Taking a deep breath, Ruoxue turned around and came to the little girl, who held on to the iron lock and squatted down.

"Come, the teacher will carry you over!"

The little girl stopped crying, cautiously, and climbed onto Ruoxue's back.

The rain kept falling, wetting Ruoxue's long hair, and in everyone's eyes, she carried the little girl on her back, holding the iron rope, and walked forward with difficulty.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Finally, she came to the shore and put the little girl down.

"Good, it's okay!" Ruoxue smiled.

Call......

At this moment, a strong wind hit, and the bridge deck shook sharply.

If the snow slipped on both feet, he didn't have time to grasp the iron lock, and he drowned in the river.

"Headmaster!"

All the students exclaimed, and for a while, the banks of the Xiaopan River became chaotic.

"Hurry up, notify the school, notify the eighteen villages, everyone has to rescue the principal!" Rohi looked at it in a hurry.

Not long after, Huang Liang came, Yang Chunyuan came, all the teachers in the school came, Luo Bangcheng came, Mu Ping'an came, and all the people from the eighteen villages came, along both sides of the river, all the way downstream to find it.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

In an exclamation, everyone found that five or six kilometers downstream, there was a figure floating.

"It's the principal, it's the principal!" A student shouted.

Luo Bangcheng jumped into the river for the first time, kept swimming, and finally came to the floating figure.

"Sir! Don't do anything, the children in Panshan need your guidance! ”

Luo Bangcheng supported her with one hand, quickly returned to the shore, and gently placed Ruoxue on the ground.

In the eyes of everyone, he trembled his fingers and put them between her nose, and in an instant, his face turned pale.

"How?" On the side, Yang Chunyuan asked anxiously.

"Sir, she...... She ......" Luo Bangcheng sat limp to the side, speechless.

Yang Chunyuan stepped forward, his fingers pressed on Ruoxue's carotid artery, his face changed repeatedly in an instant, and he muttered to himself: "Heaven is unfair, Principal Jiang, leave us!" ”

Rumble!

For a while, everyone staggered, confused and didn't know why.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Get out of the way! With a loud shout, the three teenagers separated from the crowd and rushed wildly.

Zhao Shanhe came with Xiaolong Xiaohu, and when they saw Ruoxue lying on the ground, their bodies stiffened, and suddenly, they knelt down in front of them.

"Teacher, wake up, wake up and see, look, we are all obedient, we all come to school, wake up, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher......"

Zhao Shanhe shouted, shouted, and cried, and for a while, the mountains were all over the field, and the crying was one after another, from one end to the other.

……

A month later, in France, in a manor, an old man answered a phone call, suddenly tore the paper in his hand to shreds, looked up to the sky and roared: "God, are you fucking blind? Took away two of my proudest students! ”

America, an unkempt youth, staring at a sketch, muttered: "I said that one day, you will shock the world, but not in this way, your path has just begun, and it is over, alas!" ”

Panshan, Dawn School, a peerless woman, supported by a teenager, limped and pushed open a door.

A small notebook, quietly placed on a table.

She opened the notebook, flipped through the pages one by one, and finally, all the dates, stayed at the first of September.

"I'm a teacher, I love the land, I love my hometown, I love what I do...... I will be conscientious, abide by my duty and lead by example...... I will use all my enthusiasm to sway on this land, do my best, and die ......"

She read the words on the page in a low voice, and before she knew it, a teardrop slipped down and happened to fall on the three words "Jiang Ruoxue".

"God is jealous of talents, your ambitions, your enthusiasm, your talent has not had time to show, and since then, I have lost a soulmate, children have lost a beacon, and the world has lost a guide...... My heart aches like a knife! ”

"Mom, all the teachers and students, as well as the folks and elders of the Eighteen Villages, have gone to the mountain, everyone is waiting for you, go and send Aunt Ruoxue a ride!" The boy spoke.

"Go ahead, I'll talk to her here!" She whispered.

"Mom......" the young man smiled bitterly, "If you don't go, Auntie can't be buried, everyone is waiting for you to give a speech!" ”

"Xiaoyuan......" She turned her head and stared at him, and after a while, she sighed faintly, and a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and sat down at the table.

The young man panicked and lowered his head: "Mom, I'm sorry, I did something wrong!" ”

"Child, you remember!" She sighed, "If you are right-hearted, you can do anything to stand firm, no matter how smart you are, you can't hide it from the world after all, how Deng Qingrong died, I won't pursue it, but you are my son, but Wu Zhiyuan's son, don't lose your bones!" ”

"I remember!" The boy whispered.

"You go, there are no more people, what else do I say, let me be quiet for a while!"

"Oh!" The boy quietly stepped back and gently closed the door.

She took out a pen and wrote a few words very hard at the end of that page: Teacher's Table.

……