Ma Wenhua walked out of the gate of Longmen Town Junior High School with a briefcase in his left hand, walked through the empty campus stadium, and walked towards the teacher's accommodation building in the center of the town, which was a very old building, and almost all the teachers lived in it, including Longmen Town Primary School and kindergarten. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He is 63 years old and has only two years left before compulsory retirement, and he is still teaching Chinese classes and tutoring some extracurricular activities full-time. He had just finished a self-study class for his graduating class. At this moment, his chest was filled with the complete frustration that he had always had, and it was estimated that there were only a dozen or so rice buckets that could give him a good score in the graduation exam. Only one or two children in the class showed some intelligence.

Ma Wenhua, who is already 63 years old, has long lost the moo energy of his youth, and he can recite "The Pride of the Fisherman" in a teacher full of books, or he can sit on a pushpin with his butt and pull it out without care, and tell the students to turn the textbook to 378 pages. When I opened the drawer to get the essay papers, I saw frogs and locusts, and once I touched a 1-meter-long cauliflower snake.

He focused on his Chinese lessons, like a lonely but contented strange grandfather. Instead of being yellowed with nicotine, his fingers are forever coated in a layer of chalk ash, which is also a residue of an addictive substance.

The students neither admired nor loved him, but many of them came to respect him and enjoyed teaching and educating people.

At this moment, he was walking to the center of town, he had a motorcycle, but it was sent for repair today. You can only walk back. What's more, his wife is always against him riding a motorcycle. He stopped in front of the Hello supermarket for a while, remembering that his wife asked him to bring some tide laundry detergent when he came home. The supermarket is closed. The dim street lamp at the door stretched his shadow for a long time, and he glanced to the left and saw that the lights were on in the three rooms on the second floor of the Dragon Gate Hotel. Hurriedly turned his head to look halfway up the mountain in the distance.

"The hotel is occupied!" he muttered in a low voice, this hotel is often empty, there are few strangers in the town, and the hotel is full of strangers, he knows that the innkeeper has guests except for tourists who come to Longmen Mountain to play, and there are almost no people living in normal times, and now, it is obviously not the peak tourist season of Longmen Mountain. "Hu Sheng is back. He walked towards the market, and saw more clearly the sparkling lights on the mountainside. Hu Sheng is a student he once taught, although he has only taught for a year, but he likes that student very much, except for some indecisiveness, silence and few words, he is still very intelligent, but it is a pity that he went astray in the end. He always felt sorry. He hadn't seen the lights on in a long time, and the townspeople said he would never come back.

"He's back. He muttered to himself and walked in the direction of home.

The teacher's building and the town hospital were in the same direction, and were originally built together with the school, but they were separated because the middle school was moved to a wider area at the town entrance.

As soon as Ma Wenhua walked downstairs, he was hit by someone who came out of nowhere. The visitor greeted him very politely.

"Oh, Mr. Ma, I'm sorry. Crashed into you. The person said.

"Old man Zhang, what are you doing in town at this time?"

"Do something, do something," Lao Zhang said with a grin, he didn't want the people in the town to know that he let a madman escape, and the people in the town didn't know what to do. "Mr. Ma, you better go back to the house quickly. He laughed again.

"Are you going to find Dude?" Ma Wenhua looked at Lin Zi.

"Well, ask him for a drink. Lao Zhang looked flustered and stared around, "I won't tell you, someone should look for me in a while." ”

Ma Wenhua nodded and turned to leave. He didn't take a few steps before he stopped Old Man Zhang again.

"Strangers in town?" he asked.

"That's right. You don't know," Old Man Zhang replied to him from a few meters away. "I'm here to do development. ”

"Oh~" After saying that, he turned and walked back.

"The murderer has returned, taking his wife with him. ”

Ma Wenhua ignored him and walked away with his head down.

Old man Zhang shook his head and walked briskly towards the entrance of the town.

Ma Wenhua tiptoed open the door, his movements were very light, his wife was not in good health, and he had to go to bed early at night, he didn't want to disturb her. He didn't need to go to school for self-study classes, but this graduating class is really troublesome, if you don't bring it quickly, I'm afraid these children won't even be able to pass the secondary school exam.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he was surprised to find that his wife was sitting on the sofa, and next to her sat a woman about 40 years old.

As soon as he stepped into the room, the woman stood up.

"Teacher Ma is back. She said happily.

Her wife looked back at Ma Wenhua with a tired face.

"This is Dongzi's mother, and she asked you to talk about her son. She said.

Ma Wenhua nodded and put the briefcase on the shoe rack at the door.

"Shuhua, go and rest. He walked up to his wife and patted her.

She shook her head and told him to sit down. He glanced at Toko's mother and smiled slightly.

Dongzi is a student in his class, and he is also a bully on campus, he is 15 years old this year and weighs 150 pounds. Ever since he was born, his father liked to greet everyone to see how thick his son looked, so Toko knew very well that he was quite sizable. Sometimes, he even imagined that the earth shook as he walked. He said that when he grew up, he would be a bodyguard for the big boss like his father. He often mingled with some unemployed hooligans in the town, and got into fights everywhere. The first and second grade students were afraid of him, and they were terrified when they saw him, and when he was in the third grade, all the students in the same grade regarded him as a totem pole, and he had no friends at school. Yesterday, he knocked a classmate's head with a stone during physical education class because he was fighting for a badminton racket, and he never showed up again.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Ma, I'm bothering you so late, I know that Mr. Xia is not in good health. But I can't help it—" said Toko's mother.

Ma Wenhua waved his hand and signaled her not to be polite.

"He hasn't come to school for a few days, the school won't punish him, if he goes home, you let him go back to school. Don't delay your studies. As for the injured child, "Ma Wenhua thought that Dongzi's mother came to him, just because she was worried that the school would punish Dongzi for hurting people."

"I've already gone over there, and I've done everything we need to do. However, Mr. Ma, he did not go home. I don't know where he went? So I want to ask you, I know that Dongzi has always respected you, and you are the only teacher he trusts in the school, and he told me. ”

This made Ma Wenhua a little surprised, he didn't know that the big fat man still respected him, but he didn't show it at all in class.

"He didn't come to me, and I don't know where he's going! ”

"I've heard that a madman has escaped from the madhouse, so, I'm worried, you know-"

"I understand your feelings, but Dongzi's mother, in addition to helping in the school, I believe that the principal still respects my old thing's opinion, what I can help is not affect his graduation exam, but in other aspects, I really love to live. He didn't come to me. I didn't go back to school, I didn't go all day today, and I didn't see anyone in the evening self-study. ”

"Oh, how is this good, his dad will definitely kill me if he finds out. Dongzi's mother was about to cry anxiously.

"Mother Dongzi, don't worry," Ma Wenhua's wife opened her mouth to comfort her, "You go find Li Mao, maybe he has a way." The young officer was helpful. ”

The poor woman stood up tremblingly, knowing that they really couldn't help.

"Well, then I won't bother you! goodbye!" she nodded to the two old men and walked out.

After Ma Wenhua closed the door, he returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Ah—the madman from the asylum has escaped again. He sighed.

"Well, don't go to self-study classes at night. The old woman patted his hand lightly and admonished. (To be continued.) )