Back in my room, there are still traces of the white lantern I burned at the door. I stood in front of the window, looked at the little mound of dirt in the evening dusk, and said, "I don't care who you are, no, what the hell you are, anyway, you are you, I am me, and we don't interfere with each other." If you dare to harass me, I have a way to deal with you. You, an old antique from decades ago, don't even know how powerful the Internet is now! ”

Close the window. I still ate instant noodles, and then I started using my phone to find out how to ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts. How much can you believe this kind of thing? There are a lot of novels, how many can be believed? I'm not a rookie on the first day of surfing the Internet, can I still trust Baidu or write in a novel? In fact, it is a kind of psychological comfort, even if you know that those methods may not be useful, but still go back and pay attention to the problem.

Nervous all night, all night without incident. I slept early in the morning, after faintly hearing the sound of chickens crowing in the village. I guess I slept for two hours, and I was woken up by the sound of a student. It's almost time for class.

I changed my clothes and hurried to the office.

When I rushed into the office, the male teachers all looked at me with a look of surprise. I thought they thought it was unbelievable that I was so late as a teacher. I quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to class first." ”

I hurried out of the office with my book in hand, and as I walked past the fourth-grade classroom, I was hit on the head by a pencil head. It's worth it! The students have lost their teacher's pencil heads! I glared at the male student sitting by the window, and he looked at me without fear at all, and said, "I hate women like you!" ”

"It's not your turn to disrespect me. What is your name? ”

"Humph! Do you really think of yourself as a teacher? My grandfather said, you're a sacrifice. You also ran away, ruining the village's fortunes. The temples of the God of Wealth have fallen. No one in this village will like you! ”

The principal took this class with him, and he happened to come to work, so he didn't see me, and asked the students to take out the textbooks. I walked to the first-grade classroom in a huff, standing on the podium but not rushing to lecture, but thinking about the boy's words just now. He said that I was a sacrifice, and that the Temple of Wealth had fallen.

The Temple of Wealth, the temple that night? How could it fall? The house looked sturdy, and it didn't look like a dilapidated house. It's just that I vaguely know what I'm in. This mountain village is not as peaceful as I thought.

At noon, I followed the students to the Temple of Caishen. I just want to see what secrets are hidden in this mountain village. Although the fourth-grade boy said he hated me, the first-grade kids liked me one by one. This made me think that if I taught these first-grade children seriously, maybe I could really change the perception of this mountain village. The idea is naïve and great. And then, still the eggs!

When I went to the Temple of Wealth, I also saw the situation in the Temple of Wealth, the houses of the Temple of Wealth were half collapsed, and the beams were knocked down and smashed into the place where the statue of the original god was. And the idol rolled down and fell to the ground. His face was still muddy and muddy. The fierce face was covered by mud for a while.

I looked around nervously, not knowing if the thin man was there. There are so many people here, he shouldn't dare to do anything to me.

Two minutes later, someone in the crowd spotted me. An old man pointed at me and shouted, "You! Why didn't you die? Are you trying to kill our entire village? You mother-in-law, you have harmed our village. This year, there will definitely be a lot of deaths in the village, all because of you! You are a sacrifice, and you dare to run away! You... You..."

The old headmaster also came and stood in front of me and spoke something to them in tongues. I listened in a daze, and felt that the old principal was saying that I was a special post teacher directly sent by the city, and I had files in the city. If I die here, the village will be in trouble or something.

I finally understood that the death of the female teacher of this mountain village elementary school on the night of August 15 was known to the whole village. It's just that everyone doesn't talk about it, and they are even watching how I died. Only Mr. Liao mentioned some to me two days in advance.

The old headmaster was still talking, but the people around me were talking about me one by one, and I also felt the pressure around me.

I took a few steps forward, walked to a large rock, and said, "The Temple of the God of Wealth is dedicated to the God of Wealth." But this idol is not the god of wealth at all. After so many years of thriving in the village, why is it still so poor? It's not like you can get rich by worshipping this statue of the god of wealth. It's not that I'm a teacher who comes to teach the children, and if I make a sacrifice, everyone will be rich. Let's think about it, if you can get rich safely by worshipping this temple of wealth, you should have been rich a long time ago after worshipping it for so many years. But it's still so poor, so why worship it? And waste time and money on it? If you want to get rich and live a good life, you have to rely on yourself! Work hard to educate the children so that these children can go out and see the big world outside, and see the bustling city outside. ”

I'm done. The impromptu speech is not of any level, and when I look at the people around me, I don't feel anything. When I opened my mouth, I could only come out with one word: "That ......"

At this moment, a few crisp applause came. I followed the sound and saw that not far from the temple of Caishen was parked in an urban off-road car, and a man was sitting on the front cover of the off-road vehicle, looking at me, applauding, giving me a thumbs up, and nodding his head in approval.

With so many people watching, my face was hot, and I got down from the big rock, hurried out of the crowd, and walked towards the school. It wasn't long before the sound of discussion behind him sounded again. Although I didn't understand the dialect they spoke, I felt that the old headmaster and the village chief were still helping me speak. After all, in such a mountain village, the people who receive state wages still have a bit of weight. If I die here, they won't be able to speak.

In the afternoon, I taught the first grade children how to make windmills, and told them that in the city, there are windmills the size of houses, and they can also generate electricity and make street lamps for lighting, which is very bright. Those children all looked at me with longing eyes, which still made people feel confident.

When we stood on the playground with the windmill and watched the wind blow the windmill around, I also saw the man on the other side of the playground who had been watching us. He was the only man who gave me a round of applause and encouragement today.

He was wearing an army-green T-shirt, black slacks, and a pair of black sneakers, and he was holding the school basketball in his hand, leaning against the fence and looking at me.

They helped me today, and out of politeness, I still let the children play with the windmill by themselves, and I walked to him.

"Hello."

"Okay."

Just such an opening remark made me a little embarrassed. Fortunately, the man continued: "I live in the village, this is my hometown. I just came back today, and it's good to hear from you. ”

"Oh, that, no. The matter of the God of Wealth Temple, I am actually quite messy. It's just casual talk. ”

He tilted his head slightly sideways and looked at me: "Tonight, please have dinner." Don't eat instant noodles all the time, it's unhealthy. ”

I was a little surprised, how did this kind of new man know that I always eat instant noodles? He didn't say any more, grabbed the basketball, turned and ran towards the court.

I wasn't in the mood for the rest of the lesson, so I sat on the old swing in the playground and wondered if I should go to the man's house for dinner in the evening. I just met him, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't go. But he doesn't seem to be like anyone else in this mountain village, and maybe he can help me. And he's handsome!

I really have to admit it! In this era, small fresh meat is rampant. What girl doesn't like to watch little fresh meat? And maybe he's the only point of entry for me in this village.

After school, the man was waiting for me at the school gate. I went back to the dormitory, picked out four good ones from the box of apples I had bought before, and walked up to him. "I'm sorry, but I should have brought some fruit to your house for dinner. It's just that I don't have a bag, two hands, and I can only take four. ”

He smiled, reached out and pulled two of them, leading the way to his house.