Chapter 082 Super Teacher [12] Song Jianghe and Jingsu, teacher and student redemption
The final exam is approaching and the weather is getting colder and colder.
This is the south. The school has no heating in winter and relies only on the hot air from the air conditioner. When the warm air blows, the air is dry and the students are drowsy. They are shivering from the cold as soon as they leave the classroom.
Min Chang was a sick boy. He was born in his mother's womb and became easily sick in winter.
There was a cold wind last night, and Min Chang had a splitting headache today. During the break, he asked Mo Qing: "Where is your hand warmer?"
"Did not bring."
"Didn't you take it with you every day before?"
"not cold."
Mo Qing answered in an extremely perfunctory manner, and the real answer was unknown.
Min Chang wisely didn't ask any more questions, picked up the hot water he just received and drank it.
"Here." Jiang Qiyi came over and threw two boxes of medicine on Min Chang's table.
Min Chang tilted his head at him.
Jiang Qiyi was quite embarrassed. He scratched his head and said in a stiff tone: "Don't get me wrong, I just saw that you were unhappy and it affected my study."
Quite arrogant.
Min Chang lowered his eyes to the box of medicine and found that it had been opened. He fiddled with it and asked, "Who has used it?"
"It's useless." Jiang Qiyi explained, "I just bought it for you and Jingsu. He didn't know it was for you, so he tore it away casually."
Min Chang asked: "Is he sick too?"
Jiang Qiyi looked at a figure near the front door and said, "I've been lying down for two classes."
They fell down one after another. Those who didn't know it thought they had the flu in their class.
Hearing their words, Mo Qing, who was reading a book, suddenly raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Jing Su. She rested her forehead on one hand and pressed her fingers against the page of the book, with a dark light flashing in her eyes.
During lunch break, Mo Qing gave Min Chang two injections, which relieved Min Chang's cold symptoms.
Half an hour later, Min Chang felt relaxed and refreshed.
Min Chang couldn't help it and asked Mo Qing secretly: "What's so special about your set of acupuncture needles?"
"have no idea."
"Isn't it yours?"
"be mine."
"..."
Min Chang suspected that Mo Qing was deliberately not telling him.
It's just that this excuse is too lame.
Mo Qing flipped through a page of the book and replied casually: "The remnants of ancient civilization cannot be explained clearly."
Min Chang, who had given up at first, became interested again when he heard the sound, and asked curiously: "Where did it come from?"
Mo Qing said quietly: "I can't say."
"..."
This reason for rejection makes people feel much more comfortable.
He didn't ask any more questions.
After school that day, Mo Qing took out her cell phone and found more than a dozen calls from Peng Ren. She didn't pay much attention, put the phone back in her pocket, and went to the Goblin canteen.
She told Peng Zhong in advance that he would not come to pick her up today.
"Yo." Goblin stood at the entrance of the canteen and waved to Mo Qing.
Apparently it's been a long wait.
During lunch break, Goblin sent a message to Mo Qing, asking Mo Qing to come after school. He said he had information about Jingsu.
"Boss Ge..."
"Boss Ge!"
Several female students came over and greeted Goblin playfully.
Goblin pointed to the wooden sign "Closed Today" hanging at the door, and said to them with a smile: "Hey, this small shop is not open today."
"Aren't you here? Let's grab something and leave."
"It won't take you long."
"There is no reason to drive customers away. You close the door every now and then. You really don't look like a businessman."
The female students complained.
Although Goblin had great ambitions to start a business, he chose the wrong school and met Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan. From time to time, he had to clear out the canteen to provide them with a stronghold.
The students complained a lot, but Goblin was handsome, sweet-mouthed, and the prices in the store were affordable, so many students still liked to go to him.
Goblin smiled and said: "Next time, next time."
He said this without any intention of giving in, so several students had no choice but to leave.
As soon as the people left, Goblin opened the door again and asked Mo Qing to come in.
Opening the door curtain, Mo Qing walked in and felt a gust of warm wind.
The air conditioning is on in the store, and there is an electric heater behind the front desk, which is very warm. Of course, Mo Qing is very adaptable to temperature, and even without these, it is difficult to feel cold.
Mo Qing went straight to the point: "What did you find?"
"What's the rush?" Goblin walked to the door leading to the warehouse, opened a curtain, and said to Mo Qing, "Come in and sit down first."
Mo Qing disliked his ink marks, but still followed him: "Isn't that the warehouse?"
"I modified it!" Goblin kept raising the door curtain, raised his eyebrows, and said a little bit, "It's cold and it's not suitable to talk outside, so I separated the warehouse into a rest area."
With that said, he turned on the light.
When Mo Qing walked in, he squinted his eyes and quickly glanced around. It was not spacious. The floor was made of tatami mats, covered with a carpet, and above it was an electric heating table, covered with a blanket.
As soon as the electric heating table is turned on, I dig into the blanket and feel warm.
When he sat on it, Mo Qing thought of the kang in the north and asked, "Can people nowadays afford this?"
Goblin brought a plate of oranges. Hearing Mo Qing ask this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Most people can afford it."
"What about the small part?" Mo Qing asked.
"There will always be some poor people, and the country will provide assistance." Goblin said in a more serious tone, "Don't worry, if someone freezes to death in the winter, it will be on the news."
Mo Qing said nothing.
Goblin couldn't figure out what Mo Qing was thinking. He rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers and said with a smile: "When your one-year inspection period is over and you come to our department, we can take advantage of the mission and go to the great rivers and mountains of the motherland at public expense.
Take a walk.”
Mo glanced at him sideways and said sarcastically: "Do you have a mission?"
"..." Goblin was embarrassed for three seconds, then straightened his back and said, "That task of your class is no longer a task?"
"..."
Mo Qing was too lazy to talk to him about this.
Not long after, Goblin jumped on the tatami and sat across from Mo Qing: "Let's put aside the past events between Song Jianghe and Jingsu. Let's talk about the current events first."
Mo Qing peeled the orange peel without raising his eyelids: "Say."
"Two days ago, he had a big fight with his dad and was kicked out by his dad. Now he lives in the abandoned teaching building of the school." Goblin's eyes fell on the oranges that Mo Qing had peeled.
Mo Qing broke open the orange, threw half of it away, and asked, "Why?"
After catching the half of the orange, Goblin smiled at her, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and said, "I don't know."
Mo Qing's eyes turned cold, staring at the orange in Goblin's hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"For specific details, I have to ask the two father and son." Goblin shivered and straightened his posture. "The main reason is that the environment of the abandoned teaching building is very poor. It is a cold day and there is no heating or air conditioning. I sneaked around
I’ve seen it, it’s just a tent and a sleeping bag.”
After Goblin finished speaking, he commented: "This guy is quite capable of resisting."
Mo Qing declined to comment.
If you can resist, you will fall down.
"I was wondering if you should take this opportunity to get some advice from him..." Goblin suggested.
Mo Qing interrupted him: "Tell me about Song Jianghe."
"Song Jianghe is a very strange person. I haven't found much about him." Goblin focused on the key points and said, "He came to the No. 1 High School Affiliated four years ago. He has a very good resume. He is twenty years old and has a top 2 bachelor's degree.
He is an outstanding graduate. It stands to reason that such a person would be successful wherever he goes, but here he is as a teacher."
Mo Qing reminded: "Take a look at yourself first."
"……oh."
Goblin suddenly remembered that he was a top undergraduate student, and now he was the owner of a canteen in a high school. He was not even as good as the teacher Song Jianghe.
My doubts were immediately dispelled.
Mo Qing said: "Continue."
"He taught at the No. 1 High School Affiliated for two years, then resigned and left for unknown reasons." Goblin said, "He taught Chinese as a substitute in the first year and as a class teacher in the second year. He was the one at Jingsu.
class's."
"Um."
"Song Jianghe is a very nice person, gentle and considerate, takes care of students, and is deeply loved. Jing Su has received a lot of help from him."
Gobring paused, stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth, and then continued: "Jingsu's mother ran away because she couldn't bear the domestic violence. His father was an alcoholic and addicted to gambling. He became violent when he was drunk and often went to Jingsu.
Su took action. Song Jianghe discovered the scars on Jing Su’s body and went to find Jing Su’s father..."
Having said this, Goblin rubbed his face and sighed.
Mo Qing said: "What?"
Goblin asked: "Do you know what Song Jianghe did?"
"What?"
"He designed to put Jingsu's father in jail."
"Design?" Mo Qing became interested.
"This is just my reasoning." Goblin paused and explained, "When he approached Jingsu's father, he promised Jingsu's father that he would be willing to bear all the expenses for Jingsu's schooling."
Mo Qing ate the orange slowly and looked at him.
"But you know, people's desires are infinite. Jingsu's father, who had promised well at first, saw that the money was so easy to get, so he went more and more excessive and asked Song Jianghe for more and more. In the end, Song Jianghe
I retained all the evidence that Jingsu’s father asked for money, took Jingsu’s father to court for extortion, and was sentenced to three years. However, because Jingsu’s father behaved well, he was released on bail in advance.”
“How did you spot the design?”
"You will know after I have summarized the whole story of the incident." Goblin found a folder and pushed it in front of Mo Qing, "At first glance, it seems that Song Jianghe couldn't stand Jingsu's father's extravagance and used legal means to protect himself.
But combining all the details, it can be inferred that Song Jianghe lured Jingsu’s father into the trap little by little.”
He knocked on the folder: "The sentence is exactly three years. If Jingsu graduates normally and Jingsu's father does not get a reduced sentence, Jingsu will have already gone to college by the time Jingsu's father is released from prison."
Later, Goblin said: "Song Jianghe is Jingsu's savior."
"How could such a responsible teacher leave after working for two years?" After Mo Qing read through his summary, a mystery spread in his heart, "Is there an opportunity?"
"No." Goblin shook his head, "It was during that summer vacation that there was suddenly no news from him. It was not until the beginning of school that there was news from his family that he was resigning. There was no news after that."
Mo Qing asked: "Can't get in touch?"
Goblin said "hmm" and said, "I can't contact you at all."
Mo Qing flipped through the summary again. Finally, she closed the folder, raised her eyes, and said to Goblin: "Look for Hoss."
Goblin poured her a cup of tea. He was surprised when he heard the sound and asked: "What are you doing with him?"
"He is a criminal police officer. It should be no problem to find someone."
"Indeed..." Goblin nodded, "Do you want to contact Song Jianghe?"
"Um."
"Why, just because he's on the line about new tasks?" Goblin couldn't understand.
Mo Qing frowned and said in a deep voice, "I suspect he is no longer alive."
"ha?"
"Ask, what is the relationship between Song Jianghe and Song Yiyuan."
"..."
Goblin thought of something, blinked in shock, and thought: No way.
Are Song Jianghe and Song Yiyuan connected?
Brother?
After the younger brother leaves, the elder brother will inherit his career?
This is really... so bloody.
Mo Qing picked up the hot tea, blew in the steam, and then took a sip: "Is there anything else?"
"It's gone for the time being." Goblin shook his head and said, "Since Jingsu's father was imprisoned, Song Jianghe gave Jingsu a sum of money to cover Jingsu's tuition and living expenses. Of course, it's not enough. There are always other things.
There are expenses, but Jingjuku will work on his own to make money."
After thinking for a while, Goblin added: "In addition, after Jingsu's father was released from prison, Jingsu has grown taller and stronger. He has difficulty in domestic violence, so he doesn't suffer much."
Mo Qing said softly "Yeah".
"I heard that Jingsu's father doesn't dare to mess with him anymore. This time, something big must have happened if he kicked him out of the house." Goblin narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously, "I think this is the right time.
Any strange thing that appears should be noted. We must find out what it is."
Mo Qing said calmly: "Yeah."
Goblin tried: "So, do you want to..."
Mo Qing took another sip of tea and put down the tea cup.
Goblin looked at her expectantly.
Then, he heard Mo Qing ask his most pressing question: "Is he still living there today?"
Goblin was happy.
*
The school does not organize evening self-study.
At night, the entire school was shrouded in silence, and the hustle and bustle of the day seemed like an illusion. It snowed again at night, getting heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes were as big as cotton wool.
Ijuku walked from the back door of the school to the abandoned dormitory building. The fried rice noodles packed in his hand were already frozen and stiff.
He was fascinated by the snowstorm.
My head is still groggy, but after taking the medicine for a day, I broke out in a hot sweat again, and I feel much better than when I woke up in the morning.
Jingsu exhaled a breath of cold air and saw the breath turning into white mist, scattered in the dim light.
He lowered his head slightly, put on his hood, then looked at the abandoned teaching building in front of him, and hurriedly walked in.
This building has been abandoned for several years. It has been said that it will be demolished and a new building built, but the funds are not available, so it has not been demolished for several years. Everything inside has been evacuated, and it is empty. Only a few buildings with missing arms and legs are left.
desk.
No electricity, no light.
It was pitch dark after entering the door. Jingsu took out his mobile phone, turned it to flashlight mode, and then used the weak light to reach a classroom on the second floor.
However--
When he first arrived at the door of the classroom, Jingsu froze suddenly and felt the blood flowing back from his body.
There are people inside.
The classroom was cleaned by Izuku into two parts. In one part, abandoned desks were placed to block the leaky windows. The other part was empty, with Izuku's tents and backpacks on display.
Now, the tent is set up.
There was a charcoal stove in front of the tent, and a figure was sitting next to it.
