Liu Fang, who was sitting under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, had already sorted out all the letters, picked up the first letter and shouted at an old lady beside her: "Three grandma, soldier, this is your letter. I'm studying now, so you can listen carefully."

The old people in the village have lost their eyes and are not good at it, and the children are young, so it is impossible to recognize too many words, so any letters sent back from home are read by Liu Fang.

Every weekend, the time to read homes under the locust tree at the entrance of the village has always been the routine of Xiahegou Village.

Every time this time, every household will feel particularly happy.

Seeing this scene in front of her, Su Mu felt very warm, as if she had returned to her youth.

At this moment, Liu Fang was no longer an ordinary rural teacher, but an angel that was as good as the earth.

"Mom, we are pretty good here. Everything is fine at home, right? How is Xiaobing's study? Actually, I shouldn't be worried. With Teacher Liu here, I believe Xiaobing will definitely study hard."

"Mom, I'll tell you that Li Jia was admitted to apply for a job last month. She is now at the office of a company not far from our construction site. In this way, we will work hard to save money together and we will be able to go home and build a house soon."

"Mom, our house was built when my father was there. It's time to repair it well over the years. I will definitely repair it for you when I go back this time."

"Your eyes are bad. When you are fine, remember to come out to bask in the sun more. If you like food, buy it. When your salary is paid this month, I will mail it back to you. Don't be reluctant to spend money..."

The letters in the family talk about trivial matters, but these are the trivial matters that made the third grandma listen attentively. The smile on her face was like blooming petals, full of joy.

All the anger just now disappeared from listening to the letters of the family.

The child Wang Shibing sat next to his grandmother, and while snuggling tightly, his two small eyes were spinning around.

After Liu Fang finished reading the books, Wang Shibing put them down as if they were treasures and asked at grandma with a smile: "Grandma, dad said he would come back to build a new house for us. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true. Your father won't lie." Grandma San said gently, stroking Wang Shibing's head.

"Okay, I can finally live in a new house." Wang Soldier shouted innocently.

"Shibition Wang, do you just want to live in a new house?" a child next to him asked curiously.

"Xiaohua, you don't understand. Your family is a new house, so I don't know the situation of our family. Grandma's eyes are not good. Living in such a dark and humid place is not good for her health."

"If there is a bright and spacious new house, grandma's eyes can improve, not for her body." Wang Shibing was surprised to have no smile on his face, but said very seriously.

"Who said I don't know? Aren't you the third grandma's eyes?" Xiaohua shouted with confidence in her hips.

"I'm my grandma's eyes, but if we go out to school, my grandma will lose my eyes."

"Grandma, I really don't want to leave Murakami. Teacher Liu, I promise to study hard and continue to get the first place in our school in the next random test. Can our school not be demolished?"

"I don't want to leave grandma!" Wang Shipeng looked at Liu Fang pitifully, and a strong desire appeared in his little eyes.

When his parents went out to work, the precocious Wang Shibing knew very well that if he went out of the village to study, his grandmother would have a very sad life.

The people in the village can help you, but you can’t rely on others for everything, right? Besides, there is no right to be used to others.

Liu Fang's eyes began to get wet again.

Yang Shanpao clenched his fists secretly.

The eyes of the other old men burst into anger.

Seeing this scene and hearing the innocent voice of the child, Su Mu could no longer bear the pain in his heart. He walked straight forward, squatted down and stared at Wang Shibing's eyes, touched his head and said softly: "Child, you call Wang Shibing, right?"

"Yes!" Wang Soldier nodded obediently.

"Don't worry, uncle here to assure you that the primary school in your village will not be demolished!" Su Mu said seriously.

"Really?" Wang Soldier asked half-believingly.

"Really!" Su Mu looked very serious.

"Did you hear it? This uncle said that the primary school in our village will not be demolished. Uncle, you are an adult, and you cannot deceive children. No, let's hang it for a hundred years!" Wang Shibing stretched out his fingers as a child, looking at it with longing eyes.

Su Mu smiled and stretched out his finger to pull the hook.

"Hang it on the hook for a hundred years, and you are not allowed to change. Whoever changes will be a little flower dog!"

When Wang Soldier Wang's tender voice sounded in his ears, Su Mu's heart was cut like a knife. These were all children under his control. If he hadn't changed his way unintentionally today, how could he see such a scene on Teacher's Day?

Is this really an attitude towards teachers? Is this really an attitude that makes every child look like the flowers of the motherland bloom?

If so, they would hate Teachers' Day. When they grow up, will they still respect this sacred festival in their hearts?

Yang Shanpao and the others were very grateful to Su Mu when they saw this scene.

As for believing what Su Mu said?

Of course not. They are not children, so how could they naively think that Su Mu is what she says?

In their eyes, Su Mu did this to give Wang Shibing hope and let him see that the future is brilliant.

But is it really right for you to do this? If the school is demolished today, what you said will turn into a lie.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. If you don’t know what you do, it will bring them an even more unbearable blow.

"Come on, let's continue reading the letter."

After Liu Fang smiled kindly at Su Mu, she picked up the second letter from home and started reading.

The atmosphere that was fluctuating just now calmed down again, and all the noise disappeared, and only Liu Fang's very nice and crisp sound echoed in the air.

"Dad, I'm Shandan. I'll tell you, didn't you say that I grew vegetables here last time? All of them have grown. I grew all the vegetables here this year. I sent them to the people in our village, and they all agreed after eating them."

"I'm going to feed two old hens while I still have time so that I can eat authentic stupid eggs. Isn't Liu Zhuang's wife pregnant? She has to eat eggs to replenish her. It's not convenient for him to raise chickens, so I can give him eggs..."

"My parents, Xiaolong is quite obedient at home? My wife is pregnant again. I heard from Brother Shandan that he wrote to his family that he wanted to raise chickens, so don't take it as a joke. This is true. If he raises chickens and lays eggs, I will all be filled with them."

"Hehe, this time, you have to let your wife replenish your body well. Xiaolong, do you know? Are you going to be a brother? Haven't you always wanted a younger brother and sister? This time your parents will satisfy your wish. If you become an older brother, remember to take good care of your younger brother or sister..."

"My parents, Xiao Yang has already gone to school on my side, and he is following the path of migrant children working in the city. Don't worry anymore. I will definitely support him and make him become a talented person."

"Isn't it going to be the National Day of the New Year soon? If we say we can go back, we will go back. If we can't, we will rest at home. The letters in our village are mailed back together, and the money is also together. You wait for me to pay my salary and send money to your family..."

...

Su Mu sat next to him. He could personally feel the kind and peaceful smiles of these old people at this moment, and could feel the happiness that was sincerely emitting in their hearts.

They live in such a remote mountain village, and there is no entertainment at all. Listening to home letters has become a habit.

What Su Mu saw was like this, but what he didn't see was that there were several elderly people who died while listening to their letters every week, and they left very peacefully.

This is all Liu Fang's credit.

But Liu Fang, who has such credit, is about to be transferred from the school, how can they feel?

"Liu Fang is a good child. Her parents have passed away, but even so she still stays in the village to teach. I originally wanted to recommend her as the principal, but she didn't want anything she said, saying that only if I am the principal, I can run well in elementary school."

"But is this really the case? I know better than anyone else. This child is afraid that if I feel uncomfortable after leaving office, he keeps refusing. I like school, but because of this, I can see that she also likes school."

"What if she doesn't become the principal, what should she do in the future professional title assessment? You should know that she is still a private teacher now and has not been transferred to public office. Her monthly salary is only that little. She will take it out to add learning equipment to the children. If she doesn't become a regular, I feel very uncomfortable."

"In the past, there were several good primary schools coming to poach people, and there were also people in the county. Why? Because the children taught by our Liu Fang did not say that they were excluded from the top three in the sampling tests of all the schools in the county, and they were basically the first place."

"Our Xiahegou Village Primary School relies on the golden signs made by Liu Fang. With such signs, those schools naturally want to recruit her, and they all say that as long as they go, they will solve the problem of becoming a regular person."

"It's just that this child is honest and doesn't want to leave these children, so he has been delaying until now. Unfortunately, it's delayed her..."

...

The villagers are all simple and unpretentious. They don’t have so many colorful things. Whoever treats them will respect and care for whom they are good to them.

No one talks about thanks every day, but they invite Liu Fang to dinner at home every day. They either want compliments or want to express their gratitude with the simplest actions.

Thank you Liu Fang for his selfless contribution to the primary school, thank you Liu Fang for his sincere contribution to the village, and thank you Liu Fang for all his efforts.

Just like now.

Everyone looked at Liu Fang so gentle and admiring, both young and old.

The setting sun shines here in the afternoon. Looking at Liu Fang bathed in the sun and the smiles appearing on each face, Su Mu feels that this is the most beautiful picture, a picture that no one should destroy.
Chapter completed!