twenty three

"Teacher Tang!"

Before the person arrived, the little breasts sounded first.

Jiang Xiaoman was wearing the same New Year doll suit today, with the bells on his head jingling, and he was so happy.

Grandma said that she had to wear it like this during the Chinese New Year. When others saw it, they might even give her more red envelopes.

Jiang Xiaoman believed it deeply and implemented it personally. Later, he found that what grandma said was indeed correct. She wanted several red envelopes than other children.

This set of clothes is easy to use.

Of course, Jiang Xiaoman came to see Teacher Tang wearing it not to get Teacher Tang’s red envelope. It was grandma who said that she is like a lucky baby now, which can bring good luck to Teacher Tang.

"Xiaoman."

Teacher Tang smiled and stretched out his hand and picked her up, "Why are you here alone?"

Where is your uncle?"

Only then did Jiang Xing catch up with him panting and bent down to breathe.

Just such a little thing is not a burden to him at all, but it is this little girl who is angry.

Halfway through the road, he said he was tired and didn't leave anymore. He wanted to ride him and let him carry him on his back.

Jiang Xing had no choice but to carry her and carry the goods, and just walked halfway.

The result was so good. She was about to arrive at Teacher Tang's house. She ran away and left him halfway without caring about it.

"Teacher Tang."

Jiang Xing said: "We'll give you something."

Teacher Tang glanced at him and pointed to him a chair: "Let's sit first."

"You don't have to send so many things every year. We old couple can't finish eating, so it's a waste to keep them."

Teacher Tang was helpless.

He has a son and a daughter, and he is no longer in the village.

Generally speaking, we only come to stay for two days during festivals.

The man left two days ago, and now he and his wife are left.

My son also said that he would take them to the city to enjoy the happiness and reunite the family, but Teacher Tang could not let go of these children in the mountains and did not go.

“It should be.”

After Jiang Xing put down the things, he became a little cramped again.

He is really afraid of Teacher Tang, more afraid than he is afraid of his mother.

What Jiang Xing fears most is cultural people.

That mouth is so sensible.

Perhaps seeing his restraint, Teacher Tang smiled kindly at him and took the initiative to comfort him: "Don't be nervous, I don't eat people, so let's talk."

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!

Jiang Xing is most afraid of this!

"Okay..." Jiang Xingqiang smiled.

"Thank you for your hard work this year."

Teacher Tang said: "I see everything you do.

The boy is promising, good.”

“…ahhh?”

Jiang Xing was stunned for a moment, flattered. He imitated Jiang Xiaoman to touch his head, not knowing what was going on.

Teacher Tang actually praised him?

"Your convoy is driving well, and when everyone has an input, life will be much better."

Jiang Xing was a little embarrassed and a little fluttering, and just kept saying what he should be. Teacher Tang stopped praising him.

What the older generation fears most is hard days.

Teacher Tang is so old that he has seen all kinds of storms and waves, and has suffered from famine. Once his life is not so hard, he will cherish it very much.

He was naturally very pleased with what Jiang Xing did.

"Teacher Tang, actually, I drove this convoy not for everyone, but for myself, and the rest was just by the way..." Jiang Xing's old face turned red, and he couldn't stand Teacher Tang's praise of him as if he was ashamed of being a good man in the world.

"I'm actually quite a bitch. You know how it was before. I've been beaten a lot by you before. My mother asked you to help me.

I'm really...I'm really embarrassed."

Jiang Xing scratched his head, really shy.

He was really stumbling when he was young, and even when he was old.

He was beaten by his mother at home, and at school he was told by his mother to beat the teacher more.

It was a bitter tears to say it.

I didn't understand it before, but now when I think about it, I really deserve to be beaten.

Teacher Tang laughed and said, "You can't say that. If you pass the past, just pass it, and it's nothing.

A person’s life is long and many things can happen.

When I was young, I was actually quite a bit of a mess."

Jiang Xing was stunned for a moment and was stunned.

What a shocking news?

Did Teacher Tang use this as much as him?

!

Jiang Xing immediately widened his eyes, looking like he was waiting to tell a story.

Teacher Tang didn't mind, and said slowly: "I was younger than you at that time and was very compatible. I happened to meet the educated youth going to the countryside-"

"What does educated youth go to the countryside?"

Jiang Xiaoman suddenly asked in a slight voice.

Jiang Xing lowered her head and saw that she had already moved the small chair by herself, holding her cheeks with both hands waiting to tell stories.

"Don't talk!"

Jiang Xing immediately covered her mouth with his hands, and Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to nod.

Teacher Tang continued to tell those distant stories.

It's been too long, and he's almost forgotten.

At that time, when the educated youth went to the countryside, he was only younger than Jiang Xing, and he was just an age who was ignorant of the world.

There is nothing to do in the village, except working or causing trouble, and I have to work day by day.

Later, Teacher Tang met an old man who went to the countryside to renovate.

The old man is a scholar, intellectual, and gentle.

It’s just that in that era, intellectuals were not having a good time, especially those who were as old as him.

Other educated youth and fellow villagers helped build houses, but intellectuals like him could only live in cowsheds.

The old man is in a miserable life, but he is quite content and optimistic.

There are many books in his cowshed, all of which are offered as treasures. Teacher Tang was too idle at that time, and he liked to chat and talk to him when he was idle.

“…He is my enlightenment teacher.”

Teacher Tang said: "Later I calmed down and even took the teacher certificate to be a teacher here.

There is an old saying that goes, a prodigal son will never change his gold.

No matter how old or how old it is, it will always be time, and the best time is in the present."

Jiang Xing was stunned.

He didn't expect that Teacher Tang, who looked gentle and amiable, would have such an experience.

After all, he doesn't look like a slut at all.

Jiang Xing's eyes became a little hot. A big man sighed very much. He was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Jiang Xiaoman blinked his eyes and shook his cheeks with his little hands, asking, "So Teacher Tang is also like the teacher's teacher, did he teach my mother?"

The teacher’s teacher is talking about the old man who lives in the cowshed.

Teacher Tang laughed and said, "No, that child Jiang Yue is all his own luck."

Smart and clever.

He is very proud and willing to work hard, which is very good."

Originally, when Jiang Yue went to eavesdrop, the principal wanted to drive her away, but Teacher Tang asked her to stay.

At the beginning, Teacher Tang was the only one in this school and could not recruit any other teachers. Later, it gradually developed. The principal also respected him very much and gave him a face.

Turning a blind eye, Jiang Yue lets him eavesdrop on for a long time, dragging him to Jiang’s house to pay the tuition fee, and Jiang Yue entered the classroom.

Jiang Xiaoman said: "Teacher Tang is such a good person."

"Just an ordinary person."

Teacher Tang sighed, took off his reading glasses and wiped them, and asked casually: "What are Jiang Xing's plans in the future?"

"Ah...I..." Jiang Xing also became more serious and said seriously: "I plan to go to the city to make a try.

The convoy here is still driving, and I don’t need to take care of it.”

After Jiang Xing said this, Jiang Xiaoman remembered his important matter and said excitedly: "Teacher Tang, I'm going to go to kindergarten in the city."

After saying that, she became very disappointed again.

"In this way, I won't see Teacher Tang anymore. I, I don't want to leave..." My little mouth sagged and wanted to cry.

I didn’t think that before, but now I think about it, she might be very sad if she doesn’t meet many familiar people.

The child's mood changed a little later. He had been looking forward to it every day before, but now he can't leave.

"This is a good thing, Xiaoman."

Teacher Tang said: "Many children here don't have the chance to go to school, but Xiaoman can do it and can go to better places.

What a great thing this is your grandma and your uncle like you?

If you don’t go, wouldn’t it be their wishes?”

"But I... can't bear to part with Teacher Tang."

"I can't bear to give up, just think about it more in my heart."

“Eh?

Is this still possible?"

"Why not?"

Jiang Xiaoman thought about it seriously and felt that... it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

Think more, think more.

"Then I will miss you every day from now on!"

Jiang Xiaoman said with his fists clenched.

Teacher Tang didn't say anything else, just laughed.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Xing saw that it was getting late, so he picked up Jiang Xiaoman and said goodbye to Teacher Tang.

Jiang Xiaoman was so sad that she cried while walking. She didn't expect that saying goodbye would be such a sad thing, and she felt reluctant to let it go.

I cried so hard that I burped my eyes, and my eyes were dizzy, and I was out of breath.

Jiang Xing said: "Don't cry, are you tired?"

Don't be able to walk for a while."

Jiang Xiaoman said with confidence: "I can't walk, aren't you carrying me?"

Oh, that's amazing little girl.

Jiang Xing was so angry that he choked and carried the person and ran away.

The backpack he packed was just enough to stuff Jiang Xiaoman, who was not big, into it, and told her to stay well and run away quickly.

If you don’t go back, it’s going to be dark. Jiang Xiumei will be muttering at home why they haven’t come back yet.

Jiang Xiaoman was so tired that he leaned against the basket and fell asleep, burping a little.

Jiang Xing rushed all the way and finally rushed back home before it was completely dark.

If you can drive, you won't have to be so tired.

There is no shortage of cars now, but the road cannot be driven in at all.

It would have been great if the road could be built.

Jiang Xing sighed.

From a distance, I saw smoke from the kitchen. Jiang Xing accelerated his pace. As soon as he entered the house, he heard Jiang Xiumei's cheerful laughter, chatting with the old sister next to her through a wall.

"Is this really true about what you said?

If it is true, I can die of euthanasia.”

Jiang Xiumei shouted from the air.

The sound of pots and pans sounded, and the person next door replied: "It must be true! Haven't I just returned from my parents' home?

What was really spread in the village was that Hong Xingguo’s father and son were arrested, saying that they were gathering to gamble and had to go in and squat for ten days and half a month.

The money was fined, tsk, sin is a burden."

"Should!"

Jiang Xiumei Shu let out a sigh of anger and finally felt relieved.

As for the New Year, everyone is idle and has nothing to do. Some people just play mahjong, card games, and small-scale quarrels.

But gathering people to gamble...that amount must be quite large.

No matter who you are involved in a bet, you will lose all your money and silver at home sooner or later.

When Hongxing’s country has no money, where does the gambling money come from? Jiang Xiumei knows it very well.

It was disgusting and felt that the money should not be given, but now I know that they are trying to die and sending themselves in, so I feel relieved.

After Jiang Xing put down Jiang Xiaoman, he shouted to the kitchen: "Mom, Xiaoman and I are back. When will we have dinner?"
Chapter completed!