"Hello, I am the teacher here. Is there anything wrong?" The young teacher walked up to Zhang Kun, and his face, which was blown by the wind and sand all year round, showed a slight smile.

"If you are tired of traveling, you can come in and take a break. By the way, it's the lunchtime period. I don't know if you have eaten it. If not, we still have some porridge here."

When talking about porridge, the young teacher blushed slightly, and then quickly explained: "Sorry, we only have porridge here. If we don't dislike it, I'll serve you some?"

Looking at the young teacher's yellow cheeks, the kind invitation, and the shy smile when talking about porridge, Zhang Kun took a deep breath, suppressed the soreness in his heart and shook his head.

"Is there someone here called Huangshikai before? He has something for me to send back!"

"Huangshikai?" The young teacher was stunned at first, then his face showed an ecstasy look.

"Is it Huang Shikai? Is he back?"

"That guy, I knew that he must have not escaped as others said, and he would definitely come back." The young teacher said excitedly.

"That guy, I left a sentence to make money to buy desks and schoolbags for the children and left, and threw the whole school to me alone, really."

"Some annoying guys said he couldn't stand the pain and ran away. Tsk, I just said, Huang Shikai is not such a person, he will definitely come back, I have always believed it!" The young teacher said with great certainty, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became.

However, he did not see Zhang Kun slowly lowering his head, and his eyes became red and swollen little by little.

Do you want to make money desperately? Do you want to buy desks and schoolbags for your children?

"He won't come back!" Zhang Kun lowered his head and said in a low voice.

The young teacher was stunned: "You, what did you say?"

Zhang Kun took out the newspaper he kept with his left hand and handed it to the young teacher opposite him.

The young teacher took the newspaper handed over by Zhang Kun in confusion. When he lowered his head, he saw the photo at the top of the newspaper and the title.

"The old man fell into the water, and the young man sacrificed himself to save others!"

The young teacher was completely stopped. He stared blankly at the photos in the newspaper, and the atmosphere solidified for a moment.

Zhang Kun raised his head and said in a low voice: "I'm here this time to send some of his relics back!"

The young teacher seemed to have not heard Zhang Kun's words. He stared blankly at the newspaper, the familiar photos, but to sacrifice himself to save others?

Self-sacrifice?

The young teacher suddenly covered his mouth, his eyes immediately became red and swollen, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm missing accompaniment!"

After saying a word tremblingly, the young teacher turned around and ran towards a side room inside. After entering, the door suddenly closed.

Looking at the closed door, Zhang Kun didn't say anything, but bent down, then slowly sat down against the wall beside the door, and quietly looked at the sky in the distance.

After more than twenty minutes, a figure suddenly walked slowly to Zhang Kun and sat down quietly.

It was the young teacher. His face was calm, but his eyes were completely red and swollen, red.

The young teacher sat next to Zhang Kun and quietly looked at the sky in the distance.

"My name is Huang Guowang. I have been with Huang Shikai since I was a child. We were orphans. We grew up in an orphanage together and then studied together. Since elementary school, we have been classmates. Even when we went to college, we all went to the same school."

"Nanhu Normal University has been studying hard for 16 years, and it is finally time to make a comeback. However, in our senior year, a college student went to the countryside to teach. Huang Shikai and I participated, and we were separated again."

"We came here together. At that time, the teacher here had only one old teacher, who was responsible for all the students, from first to sixth grade, all the courses."

"But there is nothing we can do. It's hard here and poor here. No teacher is willing to come here. For more than 20 years, the old man has been supporting him alone."

"The environment is poor, and sometimes even the salary is not guaranteed. While teaching, you have to plant some fields yourself."

"When we first came, we were almost unable to stand it in a few days. The environment was bad, and the teaching equipment was not good at all. There was no such thing as the entire school, just this classroom, a blackboard, and then, it was gone!"

"At that time, Huang Shikai and I almost couldn't stand it, but later, slowly, we got in touch with these students. They were poor but cheerful. They had no rich material life, but were easy to satisfy."

"In such a poor life, they smile all day long. They call me Teacher Dahuang and Teacher Xiaohuang of Huangshikai."

"Slowly, we began to fall in love with this place and began to teach these children with the old man."

"A month of teaching life is about to pass soon, and we are about to leave, but at this moment, the old man... suddenly couldn't do it."

"The old man was 63 years old and taught here for more than 20 years. From the age of 40, he left all his remaining life here, without getting married or having children."

"The old man is leaving, but when he is dying, he is still thinking about these students. He can't let go and he feels heartbroken, because after he leaves, there will be no teachers here, and no teachers are willing to come here to teach these poor children."

"Looking at the old man's reluctance, hopeful and worried look, Huang Shikai and I suddenly became nervous, and then promised the old man that we would stay and take over his work and continue to teach these children."

"After a word from us, the old man left, but at least he walked with his eyes closed!"

"We did not lie to the old man. We did stay and the teaching support was over, but we didn't leave, didn't go back to school, and didn't go back to get the diploma. We just stayed."

"We are orphans and have tasted poverty since we were young. We know that if we want to change our lives here, only knowledge is knowledge. Knowledge is power. We hope that we can pass these powers on to the children here so that they will no longer be poor in the future."

"But the environment here is really bad, there is nothing."

"We'll endure it, three years have passed in a blink of an eye."

"In the past three years, we watched the children grow up slowly and absorb our knowledge bit by bit, but it was too slow and too inefficient."

"No books, no homework, no pen, nothing, even a genius can't learn it."

"But we are not the formal teachers, and we don't even have a salary, so we can't do anything even if we want to do!"

"Then, more than two months ago, Huang Shikai finally couldn't help it. He left a word and left here."

"He said he was going to make money for the children, buy books, buy desks, buy school bags, buy pens!"

"But, I never thought that he would not go back now!"

"Huang Shikai, I hate you..." Huang Guowang roared angrily, tears gushing down his eyes.
Chapter completed!