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Chapter 30 Volatility

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    The thin monkey's eyes changed from anticipation to tears, and he said in a crying voice, "The stares are too big, and if they dry up, there will be tears."

    I lay down on the table directly.

    Just in case my tears will be seen by my father and mother.

    Just in this suffocatingly quiet prison-like space.

    In the hideousness of my powerlessness, the thin monkey and grandpa glanced at each other, but they couldn't say a word.

    It lasted for a long time, grandpa patted the thin monkey's shoulder, poked my shoulder, and spoke.

    "Mr. He, don't blame yourself. Without you, he wouldn't have the opportunity he has now."

    The thin monkey also agreed.

    But the obvious one is the choking that can be heard in the air and through his throat.

    Grandpa called Shouhou to keep this newspaper well, and told him to keep the manuscript fee for this time well and save it.

    Because everyone knows that this is the last time.

    Everyone is tacit.

    The thin monkey said to me softly, "Teacher He, you are my great benefactor. I never thought I would have today. Just like that article, I am already satisfied."

    "I feel that I am capable"

    He wanted to finish, but I looked up, wiped away my tears, and quickly interrupted him.

    "alright."

    "It's like this My aunt is going to redo the content of the newspaper I don't know exactly why he did this, I just know this."

    I finished explaining quickly, afraid that I would be stuck in a word and couldn't speak.

    Grandpa has been comforting me by the side.

    Because I was shaking all over.

    Grandpa and Thin Monkey spoke a few words in dialect, and Thin Monkey carried Grandpa to the bed.

    Grandpa turned his back to us and looked at the wall, without saying a word or moving.

    "I will find another way."

    I swear by it.

    "Mr. He, don't blame yourself. I'm just thinking about the child. After all, you can't help him until he grows old like this. Thank you very much."

    Grandpa said.

    I didn't hear many words clearly, but I only heard these few words clearly. Grandpa's voice seemed to be suppressed, very weak and deep.

    The thin monkey didn't speak, just looked at me there, like a child waiting to be criticized, his silence told me that he still blamed himself.

    I have never been so uncomfortable for a moment.

    And what swept over like a storm was the scene below.

    The thin monkey spoke.

    "Mr. He, it's okay. I thought I had no fate with this."

    "It's my problem. If I'm good enough, maybe there will be a place. I didn't stay."

    "I think it's a joke that I do this. How good can my writing be? I ask myself."

    "Mr. He, don't blame yourself anymore. I think I have made thousands of mistakes, so I should be honest."

    "Teacher Ho¡­¡­"

    "do not talk!"

    Before the thin monkey finished speaking, my grandfather and I spoke in unison.

    Become angry from embarrassment.

    The thin monkey's tears just caught off guard and intensified.

    To be precise, it should be removed by being caught off guard.

    Perhaps the sound was a bit loud, so that in this village, which is not soundproof, someone came to the door to say a few words of concern.

    "What's the matter? Why this movement?"

    "Is Teacher He here too?"

    and so on.

    "fine¡­¡­"

    "Ohit scared me."

    I looked at the "disappointed" appearance of the thin monkey, and I also "looked" at my own inability to do what I wanted.

    Feeling self-blame and boredom like never before.

    "I'm going out for a while."

    I quickly called my aunt and wanted to try again.

    "Auntie, good evening, sorry, I still want to fight for the article, because he will have no financial resources after I leave."

    "Xiao He, I know your kindness. In fact, his articles are more suitable for submission on the website. You must know the purpose of the newspaper. Before that, there was mainly a section like this.  Identity, if there are too many, no one will look at it.¡±

    I didn't listen to my aunt at all.

    "ThatCan you find me some more columns similar to this one?  There is a manuscript fee.  "

    "Why don't you find someone who transcribes college students' articles, but that won't work. He has to be a student at school, and he can't find a relationship. Others will gossip"

    There was also apology in Auntie's tone.

    "Don't be discouraged, Xiao He, why don't you trywriting a novel?"

    "He doesn't have that many stories to write!"

    I just expressed my thanks directly and hung up the phone.

    He doesn't have so many stories to write, he only has this ordinary life.

    I turned around and wanted to go into the house.

    But I found the thin monkey standing behind me.

    He looked haggard, as if he could become skinny in a year.

    "Have you heard it all?"

    "Um¡­¡­"

    "Forget it I'm sorry."

    "Teacher He, how do you write a novel?"

    "Come onyou don't even have a computer, and I'll leave after you finish writing."

    "Um¡­¡­"

    The thin monkey shook his head when he heard it.

    I really couldn't bear to watch this scene, so I said goodbye to Grandpa Skinny Monkey and left.

    After returning, he sat down on the bed.

    Pepe naturally saw that I was in a bad mood.

    But I can't tell what it is.

    Originally, the purpose of keeping it secret was to prevent the thin monkey from being laughed at and questioned, but in the end, there was nothing to say about it, and it would only make the situation worse if it was spoken out.

    "Pepe, I'm going to sleep, good night."

    "OK, good night."

    Its daybreak.

    I hardly closed my eyes all night, and only fell asleep lightly when I saw that the sky was about to dawn.

    Pepe got up very early.

    He made me breakfast.

    After I finished eating, I sat back on the bed slowly.

    Pepe has been washing dishes like a thin monkey, watching the child take care of me.

    Get up quickly and get down to business, go teach.

    Clean up yourself, and also clean up your mood.

    The moment I opened the door, I really refused in my heart.

    Because the thin monkey was standing there.

    He handed me a steamed bun, stuffed with meat, and said he made it himself, so he also gave Pepe one.

    "what?"

    My tone was a little irritable because I didn't have the courage to face him.

    "fine"

    Hurry up and stuff it in your mouth, and go to school.

    The gravy spilled on my mouth, and it was Pepe who reminded me to wipe it with a paper towel.

    After the school day is over.

    In fact, I am glad that I am only my single-course teacher.

    Tired, but at least there is time to rest.

    The children are really well behaved.

    In some depressing moments, I want to praise this point even more.

    When I went back, I deliberately looked around to see if the thin monkey was there.

    Fortunately, he was not there.

    The long-lost game of hide and seek began again.

    The first time, because I didn't understand, I wanted to understand, so I apologized.

    This is this.

    It is because I understand, so I want to apologize.

    I covered my eyes for fear of seeing the thin monkey.

    Stumbled into the house.

    Then he was supported by one hand.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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