Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

The air in the self-service bank was a bit stuffy.

Yes, this door was only opened and closed four times a day.

It was snowing heavily and freezing cold, and no one was willing to go out unless they desperately needed money.

A man and a dog sat opposite each other, drinking a sip of water and taking a bite of steamed bun.

【Prosperous! 】

I'll be full if I eat another half piece, really, old man, please don't force me to eat any more.

You can keep it for yourself. It's not like you'll end it after today...

【well……】

This was the thousand and first time the old man sighed today, regretting that he did not ask clearly in the morning whether the girl was his daughter because of his emotional state.

Look at how miserable he looks while eating, he must be regretting it very much.

【Prosperous! 】

I'm too lazy to comfort him, but I did fulfill my duty to remind him in the morning.

He was excited, doubtful, afraid, and anxious. His throat was blocked and he couldn't speak. Who could he blame? !

【Prosperous! 】

I quickly took off my vest with my claws, ran to the door, and signaled the old man to open it.

The snow outside the door had melted a little, becoming hard and slippery to step on.

The sanitation workers drove snowplows back and forth to clear the road, so that even if it snowed heavily all night, the snow would not be so thick that it would be impassable.

The old man stood inside the door with his neck hunched, watching the dog rolling around in the snow.

【Prosperous! 】

No, I'm doing dry cleaning and I haven't showered in days. I'm getting fleas.

I'll freeze them to death!

It was a rare occasion for the sanitation worker to see a dog happily playing in the snow, so he shoveled a large pile of clean, white snow and poured it over the dog's head.

Rustle, rustle.

My heart is high and yet I feel chilled.

[Wang! Ha-ju-ha-ju-ha-ju…]

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! 】

The uncle in the car and the old man in the door were both amused by the dog's panic movements at that moment. They laughed heartily, and their depression was swept away.

【Prosperous! 】

Well, just treat it as a colorful dress to entertain my parents!

The dog has played enough in the snow and is shivering with cold. His life is in danger!

Run away quickly!

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he slipped and his four legs moved separately, making the fall particularly spectacular!

The old man was afraid that the door would close automatically, so he pressed the button.

So the dog slipped in with snow all over his body.

This made the old man laugh again.

【Wang...】

Cover your face(*/w＼*)

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, around six or seven o'clock, the door was opened.

A thin man came in with a gust of cold wind.

He glanced at the dog in the corner that was looking up at him vigilantly, and nodded secretly in his heart. What his wife said was right. It really looked like Dahuang. It was very alert, but not noisy.

The person who came was Fang Guoqing.

There is no tractor to ride on today. Fang Fang had her period last night and her face turned pale from the pain. She cannot be allowed to wade through the snow.

So, the old man's expectation of meeting again was shattered.

Fang Guoqing inserted the card into the machine and entered the password, but the balance still showed 97... His heart sank.

He switched to his own card, which still had 701.2 in it. This was the last bit of money they had.

In the past, no matter how poor the conditions were in the schools where he taught, the teachers were never required to pay for the children's food and drink, so he never really cared about money.

The same goes for Fang Fang.

After living in Luer Village for two and a half years, all the money they had saved has been spent, with almost nothing left.

More than thirty mouths were crying for food. If the two of them hadn't stopped and persuaded them, the children would have even wanted to take the food and drinks they got home to give to their grandparents.

Don’t ask, the answer is that we are too poor and have no idea where to put our next meal.

The principal of this primary school died of illness last year. Before his death, he passed the responsibility of principal to Fang Fang.

He and Fang Fang actually had a detailed discussion behind closed doors about whether he was being morally blackmailed.

The two looked at each other, it was indeed the case.

The most sensible thing to do is to let go and let these children go back to their own homes.

Just as she was thinking this, Fang Fang recalled the first time she came here, and the row of dirty, lifeless little kids squatting in front of the school gate.

They visited each family one by one and explained the situation to the parents of the children, saying that a school is just a school and cannot be used as a free daycare center.

Many elderly people rummaged through their boxes and cupboards, taking out the best things in their homes to entertain the teachers, but at first glance, the good things that the children could only stare at eagerly and dare not touch were nothing more than moldy biscuits or peanuts.

Fang Guoqing went to the higher authorities to find out that Luer Village was extremely poor and the young and strong people who had gone out to work had not returned in recent years.

The whole village is full of old and young, with a complete breakdown in the middle. The land and mountains are barren, and the higher authorities have no idea where to start even if they want to help alleviate poverty.

You can’t ask a five or six-year-old child to plant crops in the fields, or an eighty or ninety-year-old grandfather to collect firewood in the mountains, right? !

Even the cornmeal that I dragged back yesterday was on credit, and I have to wait until my salary arrives to pay it back.

[This crappy place is really not for human beings to stay in. We haven’t received salary for three months. We have to postpone it to tomorrow, and tomorrow to the day after tomorrow. If we don’t have money anymore, we will all have to starve…]

The old man overheard it and asked him curiously.

[You haven't been paid for three months and you still haven't run away, little brother, do you have something that the boss has caught you with and you can't run away? ]

Fang Guoqing raised his head and looked towards the corner.

The old man had dressed himself up and was facing him, with thick eyebrows, small eyes and a square face.

Fang Guoqing: ? ?! I got up too early? ?! I vaguely saw an elderly male version of my wife? ?!

[Eh?! Why aren't you talking, little brother? ]

Fang Guoqing cleared his throat. What was he going to say? !

[Uh, I, I'm just too surprised, you look a bit like...]

The old man's heart tightened and he asked quickly, as if if he didn't ask, this secret would be lost forever.

Fang Guoqing scratched his head. Most of the people he socialized with were children from mountain schools. They were always simple and honest, and looked embarrassed, just like a little kid.

[She looks a bit like my wife. She has thick eyebrows, small eyes, a big square face, and a pair of protruding ears, just like you.]

The old man was overjoyed. He raised his hands and took off his earmuffs one on each side. When he spoke again, tears welled up in his eyes.

[Is it the ears that stick out like this?! ]

Fang Guoqing was confused.

When he went out to withdraw money and revealed his poverty, he was met by his father-in-law whom he had never met. This kind of probability event is likely to happen to him.

【Prosperous! 】

Hey brother, please say something, don't just stand there in a daze. It's really driving me crazy.

[Did your wife come here yesterday? I have seen her, I have seen her, but I was too scared to recognize her on the spot, fearing that I had made a mistake...]

The old man's legs and feet were fine, but now he was so emotional that his legs were as weak as noodles and he couldn't move.

He waved at the man.

Fang Guoqing hesitated, but looking at this face, he couldn't even think that this man might be a liar.

He was truly impressed by Nuwa's skill in shaping human figures.