The man suddenly covered his mouth and coughed a few times. He silently put his hands behind his back. His bloodshot eyes reflected the children's simple faces. He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. "Don't worry, a new teacher will be here soon. Continue."

Let me give you a lesson. If you want to leave the village and go to a bigger place, you must study hard!"

Immediately afterwards.

"alright."

The man's eyebrows were gentle and he said, "We are finished with get out of class today. Let's go home and have dinner."

Even though the children were reluctant to leave, they picked up their books and walked out of the school in front of the man's firm attitude of waving goodbye. Their small figures blended into the fields and were soon obscured by the terraces.

However, one little girl stayed.

She came to the man, wiped the tears from her eyes, and choked with sobs, "Teacher, are you still checking your homework today?"

"Well, it's the last time."

The man said hoarsely, "Go over and wait for me first."

"Good teacher."

The little girl nodded and walked outside.

Only then did the man bring the hand hidden behind his back to his eyes. The scarlet blood in his palm looked particularly shocking, but he took out the white silk and wiped it clean as usual.

He struggled to pick up the small stool, closed the door and left the classroom.

The man walked very slowly step by step, went straight to the open space on the right side of the school, and sat down on a stool.

He said "It's time to start."

The girl bowed respectfully to the teacher, and then danced ballet.

Although her movements are not so graceful, her serious look and skillful and standardized dance movements show that the little girl has put in a lot of hard work and has a slight smile on her lips.

She is enjoying the dance.

As usual, the man would correct her actions from time to time and tell the little girl the essentials.

About twenty minutes later.

"Practice hard in the future and don't slack off." The man warned softly.

"Well, teacher, I will definitely practice well."

The little girl looked at the teacher's increasingly pale face and said sadly, "I will never see you again, teacher."

"Go home now."

The man wanted to reach out and touch the student's head, but found that he couldn't do it for a while, so he had to say, "I went to the county town with my parents, so we can't delay our studies, you know?"

"knew."

The little girl bit her lower lip and said, "Teacher, I'm going back."

"Go ahead."

The man watched the student's figure go away and closed his eyes tiredly.

Just saying a few words had consumed all his energy, and he even wanted to fall to the ground.

However, the weather was good today. The golden sunshine spread softly on his face, and the warmth made his body, which was in severe pain, feel a little comfortable. He tapped his right leg lightly with his fingers, but there was a faint sound of metal hitting each other.

"tread!"

Suddenly, there was a distinct sound of footsteps approaching from far away.

"Wen Xue'an?"

A female voice seemed to have a somewhat complicated meaning.

Wen Xue'an slowly opened his eyes and saw a very beautiful woman wearing simple clothes. She had a beautiful face and a pair of phoenix eyes, and hesitantly said, "Are you Teacher Jin Yan who is here to teach?"

Zhao Nishang was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"The village chief said you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to come today."

As he spoke, Wen Xue'an's voice became hoarse and even almost lost his voice. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't even be able to hear what he was saying.

Zhao Nishang's eyes narrowed.

She knew that Wen Xue'an's vocal cords were not damaged and mute, but were affected by cancer in his body.

"There happened to be a bus going up the mountain, so I came directly."

Zhao Nichang replied.

Wen Xue'an nodded imperceptibly, his eyebrows tightly knitted together, "Please wait for me to rest for a while."

Seeing Wen Xue'an's painful look, Zhao Nichang's heart felt like a huge stone was blocked. Unexplainable complex emotions spread throughout her body. A wisp of golden-red mist floated quietly from her fingertips and floated into Wen Xue'an's body.

"Teacher Wen, given your physical condition, why are you here?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wen Xue'an suddenly felt that his extremely painful body felt much better. He also had the strength to look at Zhao Nichang and twitched his lips, "Because this place is very beautiful."

"Beautiful?"

Zhao Nichang raised her eyes and looked forward.

What is the beauty of a very ordinary and very poor mountain village?

Wen Xue'an seemed to see Zhao Nichang's thoughts and smiled slightly, "If you only see its poverty, you will naturally not see its beauty."

The school is located on a higher ground and has a panoramic view of the village.

The houses built on the mountain are scattered in an orderly manner. They are all stone houses and adobe houses. Some are hidden among tall trees. There are many villagers working in the terraced fields, which gives it a unique sense of beauty.

If you look further into the distance, you will see a donkey pulling dry firewood forward on the uneven stone road.

Behind him was a boy who was only five or six years old. He held a whip in his hand, shouted and drove away in a familiar manner, and sang folk songs while jumping up and down. The singing echoed on the mountain road.

This was reflected in Wen Xue'an's eyes.

In his mind, this is a primitive and peaceful mountain village.

At the same time, it was also the place chosen by Wen Xue'an, where he would die.

Zhao Nichang glanced at Wen Xu'an and understood the meaning of his words. She immediately put away her complicated and unspeakable emotions, squatted next to Wen Xu'an, and asked curiously, "When I came here just now, I saw you teaching that child to dance.

"Is Teacher Wen still in charge of dance classes?"

Hearing this, Wen Xue'an couldn't help but smile.

It is really strange to say that his energy is inexplicably better at this time, and the severe pain caused by cancer has also been relieved a lot. This made Wen Xu'an more interested in talking. In addition, the other party was a new teacher, so he spoke

explained

"No, it's not what you think.

"Usually, we still teach them to read, recognize and write. This is the main purpose."

As he spoke, Wen Xue'an couldn't help but have a somewhat complicated tone.

"The little girl's name is Liao Chunmin. Her family situation is better than that of other children. Her parents have been working in the city for many years and must have made a lot of money. Now they want to take her to school in the city."

"She has a financial foundation and is interested in learning ballet, so I taught her the basic skills of ballet."

At this point, Wen Xue'an still reminded the teacher who came to teach, "Most of the children who come to school are left-behind children. Deep down, they want to change the status quo and change their own destiny, so teaching them to read is enough!"

"

Knowledge alters your fate.

He had also said this to Li Kui before.

This time it was Zhao Nichang.

I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it, you, Wen Xue’an was the foreshadowing!!!

Ha ha ha ha.

Happy New Year's Eve to everyone. In the Year of the Rabbit, we will make great achievements. Every book lover and friend should be healthy and make a lot of money!
Chapter completed!