tenth year of teaching

Chapter 97

"Dabei, I heard that you are coming to Uganda again? We are about to have a vacation. I am welcome to go?"

"Of course you are welcome."

The Republic of Ugand, established Uganda.A small country located in eastern Africa, straddling the equator and bordering Kenya to the east.Most of them are located in the East African plateau, with many lakes and spring-like conditions all year round.No, it should be said that there are no four seasons, there are only two seasons here, the dry season and the rainy season.

"Before coming, I suggest you watch the movie Grand Hotel Rwanda. I just came out of that country. Feel the African people, customs and customs."

Chu Xia thought it was a simple romance film, but she burst into tears after watching it.She has always stayed away from developed countries with many high-rise buildings. The indifference of reinforced concrete is far greater than the prosperity brought by downtown.The African continent is a new vision brought to her by Dabei. It is a rough and primitive place with a quality of primitive life, which makes early summer yearn for a long time.

After getting all the visas and air tickets, she had some sense of reality.She didn't dare to tell Dr. Zheng directly, so she packed her luggage and said it was her last solo trip with Zhang Jing before her marriage, and the destination was the south.Doctor Zheng muttered for a long time: Why go south in the summer?Hot and humid.

Zhang Jing threatened that she must bring back Estee Lauder's small black bottle as a gift, otherwise she would go directly to high-density.On the other hand, I booked a hotel in Suzhou online and prepared to go on vacation with my boyfriend.Her boyfriend works in a Korean auto parts manufacturing factory in the Yuyang Development Zone. He is considered a middle-level worker and is considerate of Zhang Jing in every possible way. Every holiday he will send flowers, including roses, and 38 roses.Because Zhang Jing’s birthday is on March 3th, don’t be surprised, it’s such a coincidence, so she was nicknamed the 8-year-old man in early summer.

Half a year has passed, and Zhang Jing's relationship with her boyfriend is getting better and better, while Zhang Yong has long since disappeared.In early summer, I sometimes felt that it was amazing that we all worked in the same school and could disappear without even thinking about it.Zhang Yong applied to join the academic affairs department directly and was responsible for audio-visual teaching, and was only responsible for the physics class of one class.

The night before Chu Xia left, Zhang Yan called and said he wanted to meet.The two met in a park along the river, under the statue of a carp playing with a pearl.The summer night is quiet, the shadows of the trees are swaying, the cool breeze is blowing, and there are many people enjoying the cool air in the park.I walked slowly in early summer, walking around the basketball court along the path beside the rockery, away from the water and the crowd, and walked to the highest point. Under the statue, a tall figure stood at the top of the steps.

Chu Xia squinted her eyes, and from this distance, Zhang Yan's tall back looked like an adult male.But she knew that his face still had the look of a young student. He had less than a week's vacation and less than two weeks to go until he made up for his senior year of high school.Logically, he should have gone to see Wang Shaohua. Why is he back in Yuyang now?She had a bad feeling in her heart.

Zhang Yan's hair was a little frizzy, and his clothes looked like they had been worn for several days. He was not as clean and tidy as usual.She sat with him on the steps and looked at the bustling crowd in the distance.

Zhang Yan said: "My mother died not long after I came back from Hainan during the winter vacation."

"But didn't you say that you receive messages from her every week? How come?" Chu Xia was surprised.

"It was sent by Lao Zhang. In the end, she didn't contact my dad. It was Lao Zhang's funeral arrangements in the past, and his ashes have been stored at his place. This time I went over and he gave it to me to bring back, and the mobile phone was also in his place. Then, send me messages every week as my mother asks." Zhang Yan lowered his head.

Chu Xia was silent, "Don't your third aunt also know?"

"My mother was afraid that I would find out, so she didn't tell anyone. She left me a letter. She said that she wanted to hold on until the end of my senior year in high school, but she couldn't hold on. She told me not to blame her."

Chu Xia put her hand on his shoulder and comforted him: "She can't help it. You being well is her greatest hope."

Zhang Yan was silent for a long time and said, "She committed suicide by swallowing dozens of sleeping pills."

Chu Xia was shocked.

"She said that it hurts too much. If going to the hospital costs too much, she wants to leave more money for me."

"sky."

Zhang Yan leaned next to her, "Can you hug me? It's a bit cold."

Chu Xia looked at the boy beside her, looking pitiful and helpless.She put her arms around him, and Zhang Yan's head slowly rested on her shoulder.Warm breath blew in his ears, and Chu Xia's face felt hot for some reason.

After a while, Zhang Yan's breath became heavier and he seemed to have fallen asleep.Chu Xia freed up a hand and touched his forehead. It was so hot.

She looked at Zhang Yan's squinted eyes and blue bags under his eyes, and guessed that he had been busy for several days and hadn't had a good rest.I felt so distressed that I quickly took out my phone to contact someone.Zhang Yan pressed her cell phone, stood up, and said, "It's okay for me to go back by myself."

"Don't make trouble, I'll call your third aunt to pick you up."

"They went back to their hometown to send my mother's ashes for burial."

"then you?"

"I'll go back tomorrow." Zhang Yan said and walked down.

"Wait, I'll accompany you."

I bought medicine on the way, and Chu Xia sent him home. I saw him take the medicine, lie down under the quilt, sweat, and fall asleep again in a daze.After finally breathing a sigh of relief, I raised my hand to look at my watch. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and there were several missed calls from Dr. Zheng on my phone.

She hurriedly called back and told him to go home immediately. She hung up the phone and checked to see that Zhang Yan was still asleep.I touched my forehead and saw that it was no longer hot. I felt relieved and prepared to leave.Turning around, she heard a whisper: "Mom, don't go." She looked back and saw the tears falling from the corners of the boy's eyes, feeling sad. She stretched out her hands to tuck the quilt and went out to call his third aunt to tell Zhang Yan to take medicine when he was sick. .

Little did he know that the moment he closed the door, the boy on the bed said again: "Chu Xia, don't leave."

Early the next morning, I received a call from Zhang Yan's third aunt, saying that she had rushed back the night before and her fever had subsided and she was fine.On the phone, she kept rambling on expressing her gratitude to Chu Xia, saying that she was too careless and only wanted her sister to be laid to rest early. Furthermore, she was afraid that the child would be too stimulated and wanted him to go back the next day to pay incense. , I didn’t expect that the child couldn’t bear it anymore.

Chu Xia chatted with her for a while, and she could feel the care and concern for Zhang Yan from her third aunt on the other end of the phone.I thought that Wang Shaohua had entrusted his son to the right person, and I was somewhat relieved.

Everyone will experience some hardships in life. Some people are still acting like a spoiled child in their mother's arms, while some people take responsibility early.As a teacher, you will come into contact with all kinds of people and all kinds of families. The background in which you grow up will limit the development of some students, and it will also give them different strengths.Regarding the pain caused by the family, some people choose to indulge in negativity, while others choose to continue to struggle.

For example, Zhang Huaqiang, such as Zhang Yan...

As a teacher, Chu Xia could only choose to watch. She could only extend a hand to help, but she could not decide the direction they decided for themselves.

(End of this chapter)