He knew that things were no longer going to turn around.

On the day of his resignation, only the vice principal sent Mr. Zhang out, and the other teachers were afraid of being implicated because of what happened before, so they hid him like a plague.

The circumstances of life are indeed wonderful.

An An's isolation among her classmates is now felt by Teacher Zhang among her colleagues.

"I know you're in trouble at home."

The vice-principal put his things on the back of his bike and sighed.

"But that's all I can do, this time it's too tricky, there's really no way."

"In the future, I should think more about doing things."

"Don't be discouraged, you are still young, there is still a long way to go, and there are still many opportunities."

The vice principal patted him on the shoulder, sighed again, and said, "Let's go......"

Teacher Zhang lowered his head and did not answer the vice principal's words.

He was silent from beginning to end, not that he couldn't get along with the vice principal, he was just ...... Don't know what to say.

He didn't want to speak, his heart was heavy, like a huge stone, collapsing, unable to sink or spit out.

He just pushed his bicycle and walked home.

In order to save students, this private school was specially built in the most prosperous area of the city, and the houses around it were too expensive, so Mr. Zhang rented them remotely in order to save money.

He pushed the cart back along the road he had walked many times, and walked and walked......

He walked very slowly.

I watched as I slowly walked out of the clusters of high-rise buildings, slowly walked out of the traffic, and walked out of the brand new buildings, and the things around me gradually turned into a dilapidated color.

The glamorous and beautiful school was gone, replaced by the small dilapidated bungalow in front of me, the color of gray, and the walls were falling down one by one.

He forgot how long he had been gone.

All he knew was that the sun was sinking in the west, from the bright sun just now, to the dull and muddy light it was now.

Mr. Zhang stood in front of the bungalow for a long time before picking up the key to open the door.

"Is Liye back?"

The old lady in the house heard the sound of the door opening, and slowly groped her way out of it, holding a cane in her hand, and banging on the ground with a "pop" sound.

"Mom......"

Zhang Liye hurriedly stepped forward to hold the old lady.

"Why did you come back so late today?" The old lady touched her son's hand and asked.

"I ...... I...... I had an extra shift today. ”

"Ouch, working overtime again?"

"Your school is really good, why do you make overtime all day long? If you want me to say, it's better to go to the school before, although it's also teaching, but there is always a regular time, how can it be like now? If I want you to work overtime, I can work overtime. ”

"The public schools have less money, and the private schools have higher salaries." Teacher Zhang said.

"No matter how high the salary is, isn't it in vain if a person's body is broken? In the past, people wanted to enter the agency and the unit, but you are good, you finally went to school and came out? ”

In the past, if Mrs. Zhang had told him this, Mr. Zhang would have felt funny and laughed at her for being short-sighted, but he only had bitterness in his heart at this time.

"Okay, Mom, let's stop talking about that." He interrupted the fuck.

"Okay, good, good, don't say it, don't say it......"

Zhang's mother said and patted her son's hand.

"Hungry, huh? I'll keep you food, you wait, ah. She went into the kitchen with her cane again.

"Mom, I don't ......"

"Eh......"

Mr. Zhang wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, his mother had already gone into the kitchen.

Alas, this old lady......

The eye is broken, and the movement is quite fast.

After a while, Zhang's mother brought the meal out of the kitchen.

In fact, it's just two steamed buns, just a little pickle.

This is already a good thing for Mrs. Zhang, who has lived in the countryside all her life.

The old lady put the dishes on the table and sat down opposite Teacher Zhang, watching him eat in a big gulp.

Now that it's not dark yet, the old lady is reluctant to turn on the light, plus her eyes are broken, looking at Zhang Liye in front of her is just a black shadow.

But the old lady was still very happy to see it.

"Eat more, eat more, look at you, you've lost weight."

Watching her son eat, the smile on the old lady's face couldn't stop it: "Look, now that life is good, there are white steamed buns to eat every day, and you can eat meat in half a month."

How dare you think of this before?

How dare you think that you can follow your son into the city, you don't have to do anything, just enjoy the blessings? ”

The old lady began to ramble and talk to her son about the past.

When people are old, they like to remember the past.

She was alone at home all day, and there was no one to talk to, so she looked forward to it, looked forward to her son's return, and said a few more words to her son.

"When you were born before, you were a little older."

The old lady gestured.

"It's like a kitten, the people in the village say you can't raise it, hehe, who knows, I can raise you so tall and strong?"

"Not only is it strong, but it's also promising."

"You're the only college student in our village."

"Oh, don't you know, when I went back to the village during the Chinese New Year last year, I envied Mrs. Xu and those people...... He pulled me and told you to introduce his son to a job in the city. ”

"Hmph, I didn't introduce her, when your father just died, she still looked at me as a joke, watching me as a woman with a son, bullying me, and squeezing me......

Bah!

What's wrong with me as a woman with a baby? I brought out a college student! What does she have? ”

…………

The old lady was talking to herself.

In the past, Mr. Zhang liked to listen to his mother talk about this, but now, he bites the steamed buns, and all his tears fall on the steamed buns.

"I'm full......"

In order not to let his mother see the clues, he took two bites of steamed buns and choked hard, then stood up and hurriedly said goodbye to his mother.

"That's enough?"

The old lady looked at her son: "It's only eaten two bites, you eat a little more." ”

"Well, I'm too tired today, I don't have much appetite, I want to go and take a break, don't bother me yet." As he spoke, he was already walking towards the bedroom, his steps quickening, as if he were on the run.

"Well, well......"

When the old lady heard that her son was tired, she hurriedly said, "You are tired, go and rest, go and rest......"

When the bedroom door closed, Mr. Zhang finally took off the unnatural smile on his face, fell backwards, and fell heavily on the bed.

He looked at the beams above his head, tears streaming down his eyes.

He tried to stop, but he couldn't.

The harder I tried, the more tears followed, one after another......

In the end, he simply gave up, turned around, put his head in the pillow, and cried bitterly.

The stone that pressed on the heart finally found an outlet for catharsis.

(End of chapter)