Feng Xiangru held back the extreme grief in her heart, and softly comforted He Jie, who had already collapsed to the extreme, with a distressed expression.

Hearing this, He Jie couldn't help crying again, her body trembled even more, and an indescribable sadness stinged her whole body.

"Mom~ I really know it's wrong~ Woo woo~"

He Jie's trembling voice hugged Feng Xiangru tightly, very attached to such a hug, like a child who has never received maternal love~

"Jie'er, it's all over, let's stop thinking about it, okay? Your mother will not be at ease when she sees you grieving like this. ”

Feng Xiangru raised her hand and stroked the messy bangs on He Jie's forehead, her eyes were full of distress, and her heart was even more complicated, which was particularly uncomfortable.

"Hmm."

He Jie stopped crying, nodded weakly in agreement, and gently leaned into Feng Xiangru's arms.

At this time, several doctors pushed open the door and walked in, apparently to send Ge Shujuan, who had died of illness, to the morgue.

"Please let me go, let's send the deceased to the morgue, and your families can prepare for the funeral.

Du Dong, eldest lady, madam, I'm sorry, please mourn! ”

After Dr. Li finished speaking, he sighed softly, raised his hand and motioned to several other doctors, and moved Ge Shujuan's body to the small bed.

Seeing this, Du Hai waved his hand and motioned for them to take people away.

The doctors understood in an instant, stopped squeaking, and quickly pushed Ge Shujuan's body out of the ward.

Seeing this, He Jie suddenly panicked, and her emotions were out of control again.

"Mom! No! Mom, please, don't take my mom away~"

I saw He Jie push Feng Xiangru away violently, quickly chased after the small push bed, followed closely, crying bitterly and begging the doctors.

Helpless, the doctors couldn't bear to watch He Jie collapse out of control like this, so they had to stop the small push bed and let He Jie take one last look at her mother Ge Shujuan.

"Miss, please mourn! The sick person has died, let her be buried in peace! ”

Dr. Li gently patted He Jie's shoulder, very sad and helpless.

Dr. Li has seen too much of this separation between yin and yang, and it is normal for his family to not accept it, and he can understand it.

However, the patient has passed away, and the family must not be immersed in grief all the time, right?

"Woo~I don't want it~Mom~"

He Jie's tears couldn't stop falling, with an unbelievable look, and he shook his head to himself, extremely reluctant.

She held her mother Ge Shujuan's hand tightly and refused to let go of the slightest.

Seeing this, Feng Xiangru hurriedly ran forward, hugged He Jie tightly, and cried bitterly, feeling even more distressed in her heart.

"Jie'er, calm down! Listen to me, you still have us~"

Feng Xiangru's trembling voice was infinitely sad and extremely desolate.

Seeing this, Du Hai shook his head helplessly, sighed, turned his face away, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Jie'er, listen to your mother, okay~"

After speaking, Du Hai raised his hand and motioned for the doctors to take Ge Shujuan's body away.

Looking at Ge Shujuan's body, which gradually disappeared from his sight, He Jie's heart was really painful, and even felt very suffocated.

Turning around, He Jie threw herself into Feng Xiangru's arms, hugged her tightly, and cried bitterly.

At this time, Han Xuanyi and Du Ruobing had just rushed to the hospital, and when they saw this very sad scene, the two of them instantly understood something.

"Jie'er~"

Du Ruobing hurriedly shouted to He Jie, fell crookedly, and couldn't wait to step forward to hug He Jie.

Seeing this, Han Xuanyi was frightened at first, and hurriedly supported Du Ruobing carefully, for fear that she would fall to the ground.

Hearing this, Feng Xiangru and the others were very stunned, and they looked dazed and at a loss.

That's right, Feng Xiangru did call Du Ruobing on the way to the hospital, and truthfully informed Du Ruobing of Ge Shujuan's situation, and asked her to find a way to come to the hospital to see Ge Shujuan for the last time.

After making the call, Feng Xiangru suddenly felt very regretful in the next second.

After all, Du Ruobing has just given birth to a child and is in confinement, so it is not suitable to go out.

If there is a "confinement disease", it will be very troublesome!

However, the words have been spoken, and they are like water.

Feng Xiangru could only call again and repeatedly told Du Ruobing to be careful on the way over.

Fortunately, now Han Xuanyi accompanied Du Ruobing over, otherwise I really can't imagine how Du Ruobing endured the pain of the wound and rushed here.

"Ruobing~Woo~"

Hearing Du Ruobing's voice, He Jie raised her eyes and couldn't help but run towards her.

Just when He Jie was about to pounce into Du Ruobing's arms, Han Xuanyi's face turned blue with fright, so he quickly reached out to stop He Jie.

"Jie'er, Ruobing still has wounds on her body~"

Han Xuanyi reminded him embarrassedly, very helpless, and his eyes were full of sadness.

"Xuanyi ~ Jie'er, hug, don't cry, okay?"

Du Ruobing gently tugged at Han Xuanyi's sleeve, signaling him not to worry too much, and then took the initiative to open his hands and wanted to hug He Jie.

He Jie came to her senses in an instant, so she had to hug Du Ruobing gently, letting her tears rage.

The two sisters embraced each other quietly and sobbed softly, and all the unhappiness of the past came to naught at this moment.

Du Hai and Feng Xiangru were very relieved to see that the two sisters, Du Ruobing and He Jie, had completely turned hostility into jade silk at this moment, and a rare look of happiness appeared on their faces.

Although, in that happy smile, there is still the sadness of Ge Shujuan's death, but it is sweet after all.......

Three days later, Ge Shujuan's funeral affairs were all dealt with.

Although He Jie was still immersed in the grief of her mother's death, she also understood a lot of things from then on, and she really regarded herself as a member of the Du family.

The day after Ge Shujuan's burial, He Jie went to the Feng family compound and took Du Hai and Feng Zhiguo back to the Du family's villa.

Since then, the Du family villa has been lively, and it is a happy scene.

The only regret is that Du Zhihua is missing, the pistachio of the Du family~

Two months later, Beizang Gebutso Primary School

"Students, now let's learn this poem by Li Bai! The name is "Silent Night Poems"~"

Du Zhihua gently held his slightly bulging belly with one hand, and glanced at every little cutie in the classroom with a smile on his face, his eyes full of love.

I saw her pick up a piece of chalk and slowly write every word of the poem "Silent Night Poem" on the shabby blackboard.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

Du Zhihua read as he wrote, then turned around and looked at the children in the audience who were reading carefully.

Speaking of this Gebucuo Primary School, we have to mention Gebucuo Village.

Gebucuo Village is one of the most economically and culturally backward villages in the North Tibet Autonomous Region, located in the deep mountains of North Tibet, nearly 30 kilometers away from the nearest town.

In addition, the terrain of Gebucuo Village is treacherous, and the residents of the village are basically self-sufficient, and few people have left the mountains.

The children in the village have hardly ever seen the world outside the town, and they are not as fortunate as the children in other areas, many of them have no education.

Although the above figures in the northern Tibetan region also attach great importance to the education of the next generation, it is always because of the topography and environmental factors here, Gebucuo Primary School has never retained any foreign volunteer teachers.

Therefore, Gebucuo Primary School has only one principal and staff, and that is the local teacher Sange.

Due to his terminal illness, Mr. Sanger was no longer suitable to stay in the school to continue teaching, so he applied to the education department for a volunteer teacher.

However, in the past year since the education department issued a letter requesting to volunteer teachers, Gebucuo Primary School has not recruited any volunteer teachers.

Du Zhihua was bored when he was browsing the webpage once, and happened to see the letter sent by the education department, requesting to support teaching.

Originally, Du Zhihua didn't want to take risks, so he insisted on coming to this very remote mountainous area.

Unfortunately, the emotions of Du Zhihua and Liu Shengping were strongly opposed by Tian Fangcao, and Du Zhihua could no longer bear it.

So after thinking about it again and again, Du Zhihua decided to leave the sad place of Beigang and go far......

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground~"

After a while, in the dilapidated classroom, the sound of children reading aloud could be heard, which sounded so pleasant!

I have to say that the children here are very passionate about learning and are very eager to learn.

They all hope that one day in the future, they can be like Du Zhihua, walk out of this poor mountain village, or even out of China, and go abroad to study abroad.

Therefore, the children cherish this extremely rare learning opportunity.

Every word and poem that Du Zhihua taught the children, the children learned very seriously.

"Awesome students! Come, let's read it again, "Silent Night Thoughts", read it together~"

Du Zhihua raised his eyes and gently glanced at the children in the audience with their hands crossed and placed on the shabby desks.

I saw that the children were listening carefully to the class, and when they heard Du Zhihua let everyone read poems together, they were very cooperative and read aloud together.

"Silent night thoughts, bright moonlight ...... in front of the bed"

In the quiet morning, in the small mountain village with the fragrance of birds and flowers, there was a faint sound of reading aloud.

When he saw the innocent and bright smiles of the children, Du Zhihua's heart was even more happy, and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment suddenly arose.

Since coming here, Du Zhihua's smile has become a little more.

Maybe it's because Du Zhihua is pregnant with a child, and his heart is also a lot more easy-going.

Whenever in the dead of night, the sky is clear, with a slight chill, like a veil of light mist gently shrouded over the entire Gebucuo village, a peaceful scene of quiet years.

Raising his eyes and following the prestige, the crickets outside the window sang to their heart's content, which seemed to be very enthusiastic, but it really highlighted the extremely desolate village of Gebucuo.

A few vultures flew low in the surrounding mountains, and occasionally let out a few screams, which made people shudder and couldn't sleep at night.

Under the lonely kerosene lamp, missing will always involuntarily invade Du Zhihua's brain cells.

In such an ancient and traditional mountain village, it is very normal to have no internet.

The most extravagant communication tool in the village is nothing more than the occasional use of the old man's mobile phone.

Du Zhihua's smartphones, as well as laptops, are rare here.

There is no internet, the telephone signal is poor, and mobile phones and computers are almost waste.

However, these did not affect Du Zhihua's thoughts about Liu Shengping, she would silently write down what she wanted to say to Liu Shengping on the computer word by word and save it.

Du Zhihua firmly believes that one day, she can wait for the right Liu Shengping~

It is understandable that although Du Zhihua will not be like some fragile girls, she will not be able to think about it when she ends her relationship, and she will even choose to end her life.

It is undeniable that Du Zhihua will also have times of collapse, often just a thought.

However, every time she thinks of the children in her belly and those poor children in the mountains, the softest nerve in Du Zhihua's heart always flashes at the right time, and stings to remind her that she needs to be strong!

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