〖short story〗

Li Zhuxue was carrying eggs and meat, and Luo Xiaomei was carrying miscellaneous nutritional products. When they arrived at Teacher Zhang's house, it was just in time for lunch.

The teacher's wife came out to welcome them, and kept scolding the two of them. It is not easy to earn money, so don't waste it recklessly.

Li Zhuxue and Luo Xiaomei stood side by side, just like when they were studying, they stood upright and listened to her, and kept saying: I won't do it next time.

Although the teacher's wife spoke in a relaxed manner now, Li Zhuxue saw the tiredness in the corner of her eyes.

Having a sick person in the family is a particularly exhausting thing.

"Teacher's wife, let's go see the teacher." Li Zhuxue said as soon as the teacher's wife finished speaking.

The teacher's wife sighed, and pointed to the back room with them, but she went straight to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Teacher Zhang lives in a bedroom on the right side. The window faces west. Before four o'clock in the afternoon, it is kept out of the sun.

Although they were already mentally prepared, they were still startled when they saw Teacher Zhang lying on the bed.

The body shape that was normal half a month ago suddenly looked like a deflated balloon, with no energy, no flesh, and a skeleton all over, making me want to cry.

Seeing his student coming in, he struggled to sit up from the bed and leaned against the head of the bed. Although it was hot, the patient was always afraid of the cold, so he covered it with a thick blanket, like an old sweater that had been unknitted. .

Luo Xiaomei pushed Li Zhuxue, Li Zhuxue staggered a little, and walked up to Teacher Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, why are you like this?"

Young people are always not very good at talking. Teacher Zhang didn't care about it. His face was sallow, his cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones were high and high, and even his gentle smile seemed thin: "Is Xiaoxue afraid? Xiaoxue, don't be afraid, wait for me to recover Yes, it looks good."

Li Zhuxue choked her throat: "When the teacher is ready, I will make up the paper for the teacher."

When I was in school, the conditions in the school were poor. Whenever there was an exam, Teacher Zhang compiled it now. I picked some questions from various reference books, changed the numbers, changed the variables, or directly cut the questions, or I copied it by hand, put it on the 8-size B4 paper like a normal paper, and took it for copying. The ink was not dry, so I took it directly to the examination room.

Sometimes when students finish the questions, there are ink marks under the palms.Once, there was a lump of ink on the paper that was so thick and deep that it stained the hands of many students. They all complained in private, but only Li Shexue, who edited the paper with Teacher Zhang, knew that it was Teacher Zhang who cut the ink. I was too anxious during the topic, cut my hand, and the blood stained it.

"Hey, wait for our Xiaoxue to make up the paper for me." Teacher Zhang smiled at her, and her eyes fell on Li Zhuxue's head, body, and feet bit by bit, "Grow up, we Xiaoxue."

Luo Xiaomei reminded from the side: "Ms. Zhang, you saw her not long ago."

"Hey." Teacher Zhang's almost closed eyes showed relief, "I thought Xiaoxue would never come back. It's good to be back, and I can see the old man for the last time."

After speaking, he raised his skinny arm and waved to Li Zhuxue: "Xiaoxue, come here, blame the teacher if you want to blame, if the teacher insisted on telling your father to take you back to the city, your grandma wouldn't be thrown into bed by them .”

Teacher Zhang said, his throat whimpered like a trapped animal: "Xiaoxue, I'm sorry for you!"

Li Shexue squatted in front of the window, holding his hand tightly: "I don't blame the teacher, I don't blame the teacher..." Who would have thought that there would be such a father, not only unwilling to raise her, but even coming to the house to argue with grandma After all these years of her mother's death, she would be scolded by that man one by one.

Teacher Zhang seemed to be having difficulty dispelling the previous pain, and said intermittently: "Xiaoxue, you have to work hard, nothing in this world can be relied upon."

As he said that, Teacher Zhang suddenly gasped, and Li Zhuxue and Luo Xiaomei rushed forward to help him breathe smoothly. After a while, he breathed normally. He was tired and unwilling to speak, and slowly closed his eyes.

Li Zhuxue and Luo Xiaomei walked out of the room absent-mindedly, outside the door the teacher's wife had already cooked the meal quickly, and invited them to come and eat: Whoever leaves, we have to live.

The author has something to say:

Codeword is a lonely journey, especially after Ji You went to take the exam, I feel that the whole person has no fighting spirit.