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Chapter 112 Old Hu's Past

Hu Buluo glared at Ma Tianyao and snorted again.

"My daughter is angry with me, my students are angry with me. I finally retired and thought I could live a good life for two days, but you came to my house to anger me, but it was still midnight..."

After teaching the lesson, I threw a dry towel over.

"This is my daughter's previous towel. It's clean. Take it to dry. It's windy outside. Come in quickly..."

After saying that, Hu Bukuo went into the house by himself. Shi Xiaoxiao washed a few buckets of water on her body, then asked Ma Tianyao to help dry it, and then sniffed it carefully. Finally, Ma Tianyao pulled it to the inner room.

Hu Buluo's home is very broken. Although he is not the last in the village, he is not much short of the goal.

Ma Tianyao felt that her home was already ruined enough. Today, after seeing the house of the head teacher, she could only sigh in her heart, there is a sky outside the sky, and there is a room outside the room.

This house should have been built decades ago. People have changed their iron doors, but their house is still a wooden door. Ma Tianyao was crazy when he came in.

The walls on both sides of the yard have collapsed. I thought to myself, what's the point of installing this door?

No wonder Shi Xiaoxiao smashed the door and no one responded. The wooden door was hit with a dull sound. Others were asleep in the innermost room, and they could hear it.

The house here is also an adobe house. According to Ma Tianyao's understanding, it is already considered a dangerous house. The middle yard is probably a kitchen, but half of it collapsed. He supported his other half with wooden beams, and people were cooking inside.

There are two rooms opposite the inner room. There is a small hall in the middle. The lights are dim and there is a black and white TV. This kind of old antique is rare now.

The walls around were covered with certificates. Ma Tianyao looked around and found that it was basically all the honors Hu Buluo won in school, such as excellent class teachers, best teachers, excellent classes, etc.

Then there were piles of old books against the wall. He didn't even get a bookshelves and just kept them there.

"Come in."

Lao Hu lifted the curtain on the left and walked in first. Ma Tianyao and Shi Xiaoxiao looked at the room on the right, but the door was locked. The two looked at each other and followed them in.

The room on the left is better than the yard outside, but it is not much better.

In the walls of the room, there was only a dirt kang and an altar. On the altar was placed a black and white portrait of a young woman, who should be his wife.

The incense burner was covered with dust, so no one should have taken care of it. Hu Buluo looked in the room and there was no bench. Helplessly, he pointed to the old books in the corner.

"There is no place to sit at home, you two can sit there casually."

Ma Tianyao looked back, smiled awkwardly, waved her hand and said she didn't need it anymore. However, Shi Xiaoxiao was really serious. She sat on the old book and continued to wipe her hair, rubbing it and smelling it.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"

Hu Buguo sat on the edge of the kang, grabbed some tobacco, rolled it up with waste paper, and asked while rolling it. Ma Tianyao smiled embarrassedly.

"Old...teacher, today we want to ask if the shop in Meadows Town is really yours?"

"shop?"

“Yes, that’s…”

Ma Tianyao originally wanted to say that it was the one where you ran away from the back door, but she was afraid that Hu Bugao would get angry, so she quickly swallowed the words behind and asked with a embarrassed smile.

"It's the shop at the corner diagonally opposite the station..."

"What are you asking about this?"

Ma Tianyao was silent for a moment and decided to tell the truth to the old man. Then, she roughly told the story of the sudden influx of foreigners and spoke again.

"Teacher Hu, we really have no choice now. You don't know that most of the students in the town were driven out by the landlord at night. It was already cold. These children slept pitifully on the streets, just like beggars. We were even more miserable. Not to mention where we live, we probably would have to be taken away by the landlord soon, so we came to find you..."

After saying that, Hu Buluo rolled up the tobacco leaves, lit them, took a sip, and spit out a stream of white smoke, and the whole house was immediately fascinated.

He didn't respond, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little silent...

After a while, Ma Tianyao said embarrassedly again.

"Teacher Hu, I know that the house prices in the town will probably rise soon, but we really need this shop. If you don't plan to sell it, it's okay to rent it to us, even if it's only for a year, even if the price is higher..."

Hu Bugao still just smoked, and the room fell silent again. Ma Tianyao felt hope was slim and sighed.

After smoking a cigarette, the room was covered with white mist, and it was difficult to see each other clearly a few meters away. Suddenly, Hu couldn't speak.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed first, and then he coughed violently.

"well……"

After coughing, there was another long sigh, which seemed to make him older, and then, he seemed to be trapped in a long memory.

"I still remember that it happened more than 30 years ago. At that time, I just got married and had little money to become a teacher. In addition, Yaoyao was born, I learned from others to do business..."

When Hu Bugao was young, he originally taught in the town, but later he quit his job and started business after getting married and having children. He was young and smart, and he left a deal within a few years. He and his wife and children made their business bigger and bigger in the town, and even bought his own shop.

Unfortunately, one end is long and the other end is short, and their family's life is just around the corner, and his wife suddenly died of illness.

The literati valued love, and Hu Bugao was not only heartbroken, but also didn't care about doing business. He rented the shop and took his daughter back to his hometown.

A year later, in order to make a living and to give his daughter a good educational environment, he chose to be a teacher.

Later, he went to teach in the county high school and lived in the staff dormitory. He took his daughter with him, so the family didn't go back much, and even the courtyard wall collapsed.

"Oh, this shop... was originally left for Yaoyao. I thought that if I died one day, the rent of the shop would be enough for her to live. If she wanted to open a shop to do business, she would save renting someone else's place, but I never expected..."

Speaking of this, Hu Buluo stopped and said nothing. He didn't know that Shi Xiaoxiao and Ma Tianyao had eaten this melon, and he still thought that family shame should not be made public.

He sighed and went directly over the topic, and spoke again.

"Forget it, since you want to rent it, then rent it to you. Yaoyao is leaving anyway."

When Ma Tianyao heard that Hu was not willing to rent it out, he finally let go of his heart and started to gossip curiously.

"Teacher, the Yaoyao you mentioned...is it your daughter? Her name is Yaoyao?"

"She is Hu Yaoyao. She went to work in junior high school before she graduated. She got along with a group of social scum and gave herself a fake name, Yaoyao..."

"Yaoyao? Sister Yao? Sister Yao?"

"What's wrong with you? Do you know her?"

Hu Bugao was stunned, and Ma Tianyao quickly shook his head.

"No... I don't recognize it, I just think this name is a bit weird..."
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