Chapter 204: You are the only college student in our village
He knew that things were irreversible.
On the day of resignation, only the vice principal escorted Teacher Zhang out. The other teachers were afraid of being implicated because of the previous incident, so they avoided him like a plague.
The circumstances of life are indeed wonderful.
The isolation that An An suffered among her classmates is now felt by Teacher Zhang among her colleagues.
"I know your family is in trouble."
The vice-principal put his things on the back seat of his bicycle, and then sighed.
"But this is all I can do. This matter is too difficult this time. There is really no way."
"In the future, I'd better think more about it when doing things."
"Don't be discouraged. You are still young. You still have a long way to go and many opportunities."
The vice-principal patted his 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. It wasn't that he had trouble with the vice principal, he just... didn't know what to say.
He didn't want to speak either. His heart was heavy, like a huge stone that was collapsing. He couldn't sink or spit it out.
He just pushed the bicycle and walked home.
This private school was specially built in the most prosperous area of the city in order to attract more students. The houses around here were too expensive, so Teacher Zhang rented them in a remote location in order to save money.
He pushed the cart back along this road he had walked many times, and walked and walked...
He walks very slowly.
As I slowly walked out of the clusters of high-rise buildings, slowly out of the busy traffic, and out of the brand-new buildings, the surrounding things gradually turned into a dilapidated color.
The bright and beautiful school disappeared, and instead, there was this dilapidated little bungalow in front of me, gray in color, with the walls peeling off piece by piece.
He forgot how long he had been gone.
He only knew that the sun was gradually setting in the west, from the bright sunshine just now to the dull and turbid light now.
Teacher Zhang stood in front of the bungalow for a long time before picking up the key and opening the door.
"Has Liye come back?"
The old lady in the house heard the sound of the door opening, and slowly groped her way out. She held a cane in her hand and knocked it on the ground, making a "pap-pap-pap" sound.
"mom……"
Zhang Liye quickly stepped forward to support the old lady.
"Why did you come back so late today?" the old lady asked, touching her son's hand.
"I...I...worked a little overtime today."
"Ouch, are you working overtime again?"
"It's true that your school makes you work overtime all day long. If you ask me, it's better than the previous school. Even though it's teaching, there are always regular hours. It's not like this one. If you want you to work overtime, just work overtime.
."
"Public schools have less money, while private schools have higher wages," Teacher Zhang said.
"No matter how high the salary is, it will be in vain if the person's health is broken. In the past, everyone wanted to enter the government or the workplace. How about you, you finally went to school and got out?"
If Mrs. Zhang had told him these things before, Teacher Zhang would have found it funny and laughed at her for being short-sighted, but now he only felt bitter in his heart.
"Okay, Mom, let's not talk about this anymore." He interrupted.
"Okay, okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore..."
Mother Zhang said, patting her son's hand.
"Are you hungry? I've left some food for you. Just wait." After she finished speaking, she walked to the kitchen with her cane.
"Mom, I don't..."
"Eh..."
Teacher Zhang wanted to say something, but before he could say it, his mother had already got into the kitchen.
Alas, this old lady...
My eyes are broken, but my movements are quite fast.
After a while, Zhang's mother brought the meal out from the kitchen.
In fact, it's just two steamed buns and some pickles.
For Mrs. Zhang, who has lived in the countryside all her life, this is already the best.
The old lady put the dishes on the table, sat across from Teacher Zhang, and watched him eat.
It's not dark yet, but the old lady can't bear to turn on the light. Besides, her eyes are damaged, so Zhang Liye is just a dark shadow in front of her.
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 eating, the old lady couldn't stop smiling: "Look, life is getting better now. We have white steamed buns to eat every day, and we can eat meat in half a month.
How dare you think of this before?
How can I dare to think that I can follow my son to the city and not have to do anything, just enjoy peace and happiness?"
The old lady began to chat with her son about the past.
When people get older, they like to reminisce about the past.
She was alone at home all day long, with no one to talk to, so she just looked forward to, and looked forward to, her son coming back, and to talk to him more often.
"You were only this big when you were born."
The old lady stretched out her hand and gestured.
"You're just like a kitten. People in the village say you can't be raised alive. Hey, who knew I could raise you so tall and strong?"
“Not only have I grown stronger, I’ve become more promising.”
"You are the only college student in our village."
"Oh, you don't know. During the Chinese New Year last year, I went back to the village and made Mrs. Xu and the others envious... She took me and asked you to introduce her son to a job in the city."
"Humph, I won't introduce it to her. When your father just died, she was still laughing at me, seeing me as a woman raising a son, bullying me, and running against me...
Pooh!
What's wrong with me being the only woman to raise a child? I brought up a college student! What does she have?"
…………
The old lady was talking to herself.
Teacher Zhang used to like listening to his mother talk about these things, but now, as he bites the steamed bun, tears fall on the steamed bun one by one.
"I'm stuffed……"
In order not to let his mother notice the clues, he took two random bites of steamed buns and choked on them, then stood up and hurriedly said goodbye to his mother.
"Are you full now?"
The old lady looked at her son: "I only took two bites, please eat more."
"Well, I'm really tired today and have no appetite. I want to take a rest. Please don't disturb me yet." He said, already walking towards the bedroom, his pace quickened, as if he was running away.
"Okay, okay..."
When the old lady heard that her son was tired, she quickly said: "You are tired, go and have a rest, go and have a rest..."
After the bedroom door closed, Teacher Zhang finally removed the unnatural smile on his face, fell back, and fell heavily on the bed.
He looked at the beams above his head, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
He wanted to stop, but couldn't.
The harder I work, the more tears come one after another...
Finally, he simply gave up, turned around, covered his head in the pillow and cried "Wow".
The stone that was weighing on my heart finally found an outlet to vent.