"Children who grow up in war are different from other children."

She walked up to me and spoke in a very ordinary way.

"They have seen how ferocious 'people' are in war, and this 'ferocity' will leave an indelible impression on young hearts."

"This kind of impression can be remembered for a lifetime, so some players in the 'memory' competition will associate the things that need to be remembered with the 'scary' things to add psychological hints to themselves."

She said this, waving at the crowd.

The little boy ran over as if he had seen a protective cover, hugged the female teacher's thigh, and poked his head out of her side.

She stroked the child's hair and asked dotingly: "I kicked someone, why don't you come and apologize?" ”

The little boy lowered his head again and did not speak.

"Forgot what the teacher taught you? The courage to take responsibility is also a kind of 'bravery'. ”

"Now tell the teacher, why didn't you come and apologize in the first place?"

The little boy timidly uttered three words: "I don't dare." ”

The female teacher looked at me again: "Please don't blame him too much, he's just a child." ”

I ignored this sentence and asked, "Why is this happening?" ”

The female teacher replied, "Because the children here have already seen the killing before they can understand what war is." ”

"They don't know what was wrong with the people who were killed, so they engraved such a horrific image in their minds."

"It's a disease, a mental illness, called post-traumatic sequelae."

"After he has this disease, he will become a different person, he will be careful in everything, and no one will dare to fight back who says him, scolds him or even beats him...... Fear of being killed. When the fear is at its extreme, he will brew even more terrifying things with his own hands......"

The female teacher also explained: "This disease does not only occur in war, but also in families that often quarrel. ”

"When children can't understand why their parents are arguing, but they see war breaking out in their homes every day, it will become like this."

"If you don't get timely treatment, this kind of child will become withdrawn and unsociable when you grow up, and I have seen many such children, and I have also seen 'myself and myself' talking."

I suddenly ...... Suddenly......

Kind of understood.

But he couldn't believe it, and asked: "Then what should I do in this situation?" ”

"Who are you?"

She asked politely.

"Xu Ruifeng."

At that moment, she nodded at me, not at all humbling at all because of who I was.

"In fact, there is not much that our teachers can do, we are not doctors, we can only do what we can."

"When I was taking a child to make up for the lesson, I met some soldiers, and here, I have to apologize to you again, I was very rude at the time, but I had to do that."

"I want to tell the children what is right, they have to do it, they have to dare to ask, no matter who they are or what their attitude is."

"I also told them a lot of heroic stories, hoping that these stories can let them know what life should be like, and the road to this goal must not be called cowardice."

She wasn't as good-looking as I expected, and her voice wasn't very good, but every word she said was like a babbling stream, and before I knew it, it entered my ears and couldn't stop it from drilling into my mind.

"Mr. Xu, I know that you are the actual controller of Mengneng and have all the power in this county."

"I also understand your purpose in building schools and hospitals, but do you know? Even if you build everything in Mongneng, even if you completely conquer the entire northern Myanmar, and even become the biggest big man in Myanmar, this is not a country. ”

I looked at her and didn't ask.

But she was still talking, fearless: "I've heard about something, I've heard that you buried a man in the street, alive. ”

"I also heard some things, I heard that all the shootings in Mengneng in the past year are related to you."

"Mr. Xu, I don't understand politics or governance, but I understand education, if things continue to develop like this, the whole Mengneng children will become like this."

"Because when those people died, no one told these children what to ask, and some old people who didn't understand anything at all would make a little noise in them, and they would keep scaring them and saying, 'If you make any more trouble, let Xu Ruifeng bury you'."

"Not only do we need strong troops and tough leaders, but we also need good laws and regulations, so that children know what the law is going to be, so they will be punished."

"In this way, there will be a completely different world in northern Myanmar, a world that all children can yearn for."

"In this world, even if everyone abandons morality, there is still the law as the bottom line;"

"In this world, even if there are really evil people, there are terrible things happening, but people are good, and everyone looks forward to the good."

That's why I didn't ask just now, I've seen people work in that direction.

"Mr. Xu, I didn't mean to urge you to build such a world, that is, can you give it a little try...... I know it's going to take a long time, but someone needs to do it. ”

I don't know why, but whenever I see someone like this, my first reaction is suspicion, and I feel that she may be hiding a purpose that I can't see.

"You don't seem to have mentioned yourself at all."

She put her hands in front of her: "Myself? ”

"Yes."

"What do I have to mention?"

"I'm willing to come here just because of what I just told you, that's my ideal."

One...... Play with the ideal woman.

"I already have the highest salary in the entire education system in Myanmar, the best security in the whole of Moneng and your personal promise for our personal safety, of course, I have to choose to fulfill my ideals, otherwise, I can't think of what else I will do."

I stood thoughtfully in front of this woman.

She waved at me: "Mr. Xu, are you still ...... Listening? ”

"Listening." I replied.

"And what are you thinking?"

I didn't speak, I silently turned my head and walked towards the school gate.

I suddenly understood.

Ideal, true!

Those who are 'high' are not fake, and neither are those who are 'noble'!

However, this thing will not grow in 'barren' soil.

It was a group of people who solved their needs first who felt that there was nothing to challenge in this world and began to play the game of 'changing the world', and 'it' came into being.

Immediately after that, this group of people will wave their hands and draw a big pie for all the poor buddies, show the way to all the infected people, and tell you, this, fucking, it's called - ideal!

Yikes!

When I walked out of the gate, I happened to see Bjea driving a green pickup truck and stopped in front of the school in the middle of the highway like crazy, he quickly got out of the car, first looked at the school, and then looked at me again when he saw that nothing was happening.

All I said to him was, "Go ahead, go and get your ideals to bed." ”

"No, I mean, go and marry the woman you like."

Bjea's eyes lit up, and shimmer shone.

"Brother, do you finally understand what I mean?"

I need such a person, I need her to change the whole environment, but such a woman is only suitable for a simple fool like Bzhea...... After all, only he will be hot and reckless. (End of chapter)