Zhang Weidong took the afternoon train, and when he got home, it was just time to get off work.

Zhang Weidong's father, Zhang Guodong, is a junior high school mathematics teacher with the title of senior teacher, and his mother, Yang Yuqing, is a primary school Chinese teacher with the title of first-class teacher.

In today's materialistic society, many teachers have been corrupted by money, and they organize students to charge for make-up classes when they have nothing to do, and they will accept gifts from parents without blushing and heartbeat during the New Year's holidays. There are even some teachers in some places who treat the students in their classes differently based on the "filial piety" of their parents (the latest chapter of Seeking Demons), and they have long been sorry for their title of human soul engineer. But Zhang Weidong's parents are different, both of them are simple-hearted people's teachers. They conscientiously taught and educated people on the podium, and when they got off the podium, they still adhered to the character that a people's teacher should have in every word and deed.

Zhang Weidong did not go to a scientific research institute after graduation, but chose to become a university teacher, on the one hand, there are reasons why he likes college campus life, and another big reason is that he was influenced by his parents. He felt that his parents were great, and he felt that this society lacked teachers like his parents.

Zhang Weidong's parents now live in the staff dormitory building of Pushan Township No. 3 Middle School. The house of the third middle school is a bit old, sixty square meters, and the family of three lives quite compactly. Pushan Township No. 3 Middle School was not called this name before, but Xin'an Township Middle School. However, with the withdrawal of the township and the merger of the town, after the Xin'an Township near Pushan Town was merged into Pushan Town, Xin'an Township Middle School also became the No. 3 Middle School of Pushan Town.

Zhang Guodong has been diligent and diligent all his life, which is in response to what Mr. Lu Xun said, "bow your head and be willing to be a cow for your children". It's just that in these years, people's values have changed dramatically, and people like Zhang Guodong will really be ignored and become obscure. But Zhang Guodong gave birth to a very promising son, that is, Zhang Weidong. Zhang Weidong went to university at the age of fifteen, graduated with a doctorate at the age of twenty-three, and now has become a teacher at Wuzhou University. It is precisely because of Zhang Weidong that Zhang Guodong, a man who has been honest all his life, can barely be regarded as a well-known figure in Pushan Town No. 3 Middle School. Many people have asked him for his experience in educating children, which makes Zhang Guodong and Yang Yiqing very proud, and they feel that they can raise such a promising son in this life, and this life is worth it. As for other money, fame, and fortune, they looked down on it.

The staff dormitory building of Pushan Town No. 3 Middle School is a six-storey old house, Zhang Weidong's house is on the top floor, cold in winter and hot in summer, high floors, and a little leaky, not a good location. When the house was divided, many people went to the leader's house to run the relationship, but Zhang Weidong's parents didn't run, so they divided the top floor. For this matter, Zhang Guoyong, a cousin who was close to Zhang Weidong's family, buried his father in front of Zhang Weidong, saying that his father was too real, and he only knew how to teach, but he didn't know how to teach well, and he couldn't stand up to a word from the leader. At that time, Zhang Weidong's heart was simple and simple, and he couldn't understand his cousin's words, but now standing downstairs in the dormitory with the outer wall that has turned yellow and black, looking up at his home, Zhang Weidong understands.

However, Zhang Weidong did not bury his father in his heart like his cousin because he figured it out, but became more and more proud of his father. Isn't this the kind of real person that China lacks now? If everyone were like his father, would the society still be like this?

Of course, Zhang Weidong also knows that his ideas are too idealistic, and the social environment is like this, and people like his father can only suffer losses and be called incompetent.

Just as he was sighing, Zhang Weidong felt a very familiar breath wafting from behind him, and hurriedly turned around.

In the distance, his father was holding a textbook under his arm, dragging his tired body slowly towards him.

Zhang Weidong looks like his father in appearance and figure, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, tall and thin. However, his father was thinner than him, so that he looked a little hunched over when he got older.

Zhang Weidong's father is 50 years old this year, but because he works on the front line of education all the year round and works conscientiously, he is only 50 years old, his temples are already a little gray, and he is relatively thin and a little hunchbacked, so he looks a little old at the age of 50.

Zhang Weidong watched his father dragging his tired steps towards him, his nose couldn't help but be slightly sour, and he hurriedly called his father from a distance, and then walked quickly to meet him.

Zhang Guodong, who had stood on the podium for most of the afternoon, was exhausted, but when he heard this familiar call, his whole body suddenly became energetic, and his slightly haggard thin face became radiant.

"Wei Dong, didn't you go to work in the afternoon? Zhang Guodong also quickened his pace, and said with a smile as he walked.

"Being a teacher in college is not the same as being a teacher in your middle school. Zhang Weidong smiled while taking the textbook under his father's armpit.

"Stinky boy, how can you look down on middle school teachers when you become a college teacher!" Zhang Weidong had not finished speaking, Zhang Guodong had already interrupted with a smile.

"Hehe, how dare you. What I mean by this is that university teachers are more relaxed than middle school teachers, and they have relatively free time. Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"It's better to be relaxed, it's better to be relaxed. Zhang Guodong glanced at Zhang Weidong lovingly, and said with a relieved face.

Nowadays, being a teacher is sometimes easier said than it is, but you have to really have the mind to teach and educate people, and to teach forty or fifty students in a class well, it is definitely a hard and laborious job. It is not an exaggeration to describe the teacher with the sentence "spring silkworms come to the end of the dead silk". Zhang Guodong knows that he has worked hard like this in his life, which is due to his "sexual" personality. However, people always have selfish intentions, and his selfishness is to hope that his son will not follow his own old path, and that his son will live a better life.

"Actually, if Dad wants to, he can also be the dean of academic affairs or the principal or something, so that he doesn't have to work so hard every day. Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"Good boy, being a university teacher is also a lot louder. Do you think you are the director of the Education Bureau, and you are also the principal!" Zhang Guodong smiled and gently patted Zhang Weidong's head.

"I mean, really, with your qualifications, you would already be the headmaster if you really wanted to fight. Zhang Weidong said seriously.

"What's the point of being a principal, all day long is either trying to please the leader above, or calculating this and that all day long. Your dad and I still honestly do a green "color" novel, and I do have the ability to help his dad become a principal, but the premise is, of course, his dad has to be an official. Obviously, his father is like him, and his heart is relatively indifferent. However, Zhang Weidong thinks that it is not bad to be unofficial and light. Anyway, when he came back this time, he was going to wash the marrow of his parents' hair. As long as they are cleansed by the "hair", they can have a body that is far beyond ordinary people, so that they will not feel tired of hard work if they are in good health and full of energy.

"Hehe, when your mother heard that you were coming back today, she had already nagged that she would get off work early today and buy more groceries to come back, and I think she must have gotten you food at home now. I'm going to borrow the light today, and I'm going to feast on it!" Zhang Guodong said with a smile.

"Then I'll go home if I'm okay in the future, anyway, Wuzhou is not far from our house. When Zhang Weidong heard this, his heart felt warm. This person, no matter where you go, the one who misses you the most is your mother after all.

"Go, go, you're so beautiful. If this is the case, our family will not be poor by you. Zhang Guodong gently patted Zhang Weidong's head again and said.

Zhang Weidong "touched" his head, and said with a smile: "How can you be poor, don't forget that your son is now a university teacher, and in the future, our family will have a lot of money." ”

"It's a big tone, let's talk about it when you make a lot of money!" Zhang Guodong said angrily.

Zhang Weidong scratched his head, but no, he almost ran out of food some time ago!

The father and son walked home laughing all the way, and on the way, they met familiar people in the corridor from time to time. When everyone encounters it, they will always exaggerate or say that Dr. Zhang is back, or that Teacher Zhang is back, so beautiful that Zhang Guodong's mouth has never been closed, and his thin face is full of pride.

Zhang Weidong didn't care what others called him, anyway, when he saw his father's happy and proud expression, he felt very satisfied and happy.

Before he got home, Zhang Weidong smelled the fragrance wafting down from the corridor. After smelling it for more than 20 years, Zhang Weidong didn't need to distinguish it at all to know that it was her mother who was cooking her good roast meat, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

But Zhang Weidong was fast, his father was faster, and he shouted like a child while walking: "There is meat to eat." With that, he pushed the door open.

After pushing the door in, I reached out and grabbed something to eat on my plate.

"Wash your hands, are you really still a teacher?" As soon as Zhang Guodong's hand was stretched out, Yang Yingqing had already slapped him away with one hand.

"I teach middle school students, not elementary school students, so I don't talk about this, I don't teach this. Saying that, Zhang Guodong stretched out his hand again, but was once again slapped away by Yang Yuqing: "Wait for Weidong to come back and eat together." ”

"Mom!" Zhang Weidong couldn't help but scream.

When Yang Jinqing heard this "Mom", her body stiffened significantly, and then she turned around suddenly, and when she saw that it was her baby son who was back, she immediately smiled lovingly and said, "Weidong is back, are you tired?" ”

Saying that, Yang Yingqing used chopsticks to pick up a piece of red meat and stuffed it into Zhang Weidong's mouth, Zhang Weidong hurriedly opened his mouth to catch it.

The familiar aroma of meat echoed in his mouth, and Zhang Weidong couldn't help but sigh: "It's still the braised pork cooked by my mother that is the most authentic." ”

"Yes, your dad and I haven't gotten tired of eating for most of my life. Zhang Guodong blushed as he watched his wife stuff the braised pork into his son's mouth, and couldn't help but reach out and eat a piece again.

This time, Yang Yuqing didn't embarrass him, but just took a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into his hand, and said angrily: "I'm old, and I don't wash my hands, can't I even take chopsticks?"

Zhang Guodong took the chopsticks, stretched out the chopsticks to hold the braised pork, and said to Zhang Weidong: "Did Weidong see it, if you don't go home, your father won't even be able to eat a piece of braised pork." (To be continued)