I am a god in the secret world

"teacher?"

The head teacher came to his senses and realized that his face was covered with tears. He quickly wiped his tears and nodded solemnly.

"Okay, teacher promises you, I'll call her Hongmei, okay?"

Bai Cha nodded and smiled.

"Then I'll go out first. Don't tell her I'm not here!"

"Okay, you be careful. Or should I ask a teacher to accompany you?" The head teacher was really a little worried.

Bai Cha hesitated for a moment and said, "Is there any teacher free now?"

"Your art teacher is free. I'll let her know. It won't take long. She has a small tram that can take you."

The head teacher rushed into the office and explained the situation in a few words.

The art teacher didn’t quite understand what was said, but agreed, since he was just taking care of a child after all.

Although, she actually has classes.

Well, since the head teacher said she doesn’t have classes, then she doesn’t have classes.

The art teacher had a small electric car. She took some white tea and quietly went out through the back door.

Because I was afraid of meeting Bai Cha's mother at the front door.

After leaving the house, the art teacher asked her, "Where do you want to go?"

"Let's go to the mall."

"okay!"

There is only one shopping mall in the town, which is actually a large pedestrian street with many stores concentrated in this area.

"You want to buy a present for your mother, right? What do you plan to buy?"

After arriving at the place, the art teacher parked the car and started shopping holding Bai Cha's hand.

Baicha had already thought about it before coming.

"My mother was born in 76, so she is 32 this year. I plan to buy her 32 gifts!"

The art teacher's eyes lit up.

"Okay! I would be so happy if I were your mother! Do you have enough money?"

"Enough! This is the list I secretly made before I came here. I'm not familiar with this place and I've never gone out to buy anything. Teacher, can you help me take a look?"

Bai Cha took out a piece of paper.

It directly states what the thirty-two gifts are, starting from the 32nd age and going all the way down.

The art teacher looked around and his eyes turned red with emotion.

"No problem, the teacher lives right over here, I'll take you there! Let's try to take it down quickly! Go back early!"

Bai Cha nodded, and the two of them walked around almost the entire pedestrian street.

The art teacher is a very lively person. Sometimes he just stops people on the street and asks them, and they can buy everything very quickly.

However, many items do not come with packaging boxes, so the packaging boxes have to be purchased separately.

All in all, after finishing the whole process, the art teachers felt very tired.

She lowered her head to look at Bai Cha and saw that her face had indeed become paler and her forehead was covered in sweat, but she was holding the thing without saying a word.

She suddenly felt a little guilty.

"How about you wait here for a while and I'll ride my bike over?"

Bai Cha shook her head.

"It's only a few steps away. Let's go and find a place to pack our things. I have something to write to my mother."

"Okay, let's go to my house."

As the art teacher spoke, he took some more things from her hand.

She just graduated and has been working for only a year. She still lives at home and has no boyfriend yet.

So when I got home, the art teacher's mother happened to meet me. When she saw the pile of things in the art teacher's hands, her eyes widened and she started talking.

"What a sin! Why did you buy so many things? Didn't you go to work? You spend so much money every day, who can afford to marry you?" "Hello grandma, these are not the teacher's, they are mine." Bai Cha poked his head out from behind the art teacher.

The art teacher's mother then saw Bai Cha and was stunned for a moment.

"This is……"

"Oh, it's a long story and we're in a hurry. I'll explain it to you when we get back."

The art teacher hurried into his room and called for Bai Cha to follow him.

Before closing the door, I could still hear people muttering outside.

"With Tiantian's temper, how can she get married? It's been a year since she graduated, and she still can't find a partner. It's so worrying!"

The art teacher sighed deeply and rubbed Bai Cha's head.

"If you need my help, you said I have a paintbrush or something."

Bai Cha nodded and started to get busy.

She was helping Han Yingying fulfill her original wish.

When reviewing the copy of Successful Admission, Han Yingying's last wish was that her mother would be well.

But unfortunately, in that copy, there was no way she could help her fulfill that wish.

Meanwhile, Mother Han was still chatting with the class teacher.

In fact, it was mainly because Han’s mother was crying out of control.

She came to school, of course, wanting to see her daughter. As soon as the head teacher asked her about Bai Cha, she couldn't control herself.

"I really didn't know that it would hurt her..."

The head teacher comforted her for a long time, and in order to delay time, also asked a lot of questions about Bai Cha's situation at home.

Although after Bai Cha left, she felt that her behavior was a bit absurd.

After all, she was a seriously ill child, how could they let her act out? If something happened and the parents wanted to investigate, the teachers would have to bear the responsibility.

But it was hard not to be moved by Bai Cha's words.

"Sister Hongmei, you don't have to blame yourself. The child has never blamed you, and she loves you very much. She actually hopes that you can be well."

Mother Han was silent.

She shook her head.

"This is how my life is. I just hope she can get better. I hope she can understand me. As long as she gets better, I will get better too. It really doesn't matter to me."

The head teacher opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Mother Han looked at the trees in the school with red and swollen eyes. The green leaves were swaying slightly.

"You said, I get up early and go to bed late every day, earn so little money outside, and have to take care of my parents when I come home. In the end, I will still be despised. If I can't make money, it's useless. After the divorce, I raised the child alone. I was afraid that I couldn't give her a good environment and I was afraid that I couldn't raise her well. I have been working hard to make money. I don't want her to be looked down upon."

"Teacher Zhang, am I really a failure? My family members despise me and think that I am not presentable, that I have never been to school, and that I am shameful. I am still despised every day after I got married. I work so hard, but they still say that my work is not good enough. I also work hard to earn money outside, but they say that I might as well stay at home. If I stay at home, they will say that I don't go out to earn money."

"Now Yingying...she refuses to listen to me again. All the kindness I showed her really hurt her, so it's my fault. Is she blaming me? Otherwise, why does she always look at me like that? Otherwise, why does she always reject me?"

"why?"

Redness began to spread in Mother Han's eyes again.

Why did her life always fail? Why did her daughter leave her?
Destroy it all and start over!
She wants to start over!
A little earlier, maybe a little earlier would be better!

She could have made up for it sooner!

She will try her best to make up for it, she will definitely be able to change!

Yes, destroy the world and start over!
Black mist began to emanate from around Mother Han's body.

"Ms. Han Hongmei, do you know why I have been calling your name today?"

Of course, the head teacher could not notice the change in Han's mother. She just felt a sense of sadness and anger for what Han's mother said, so her tone became much more serious.

She repeated what Bai Cha said today.

"Your daughter said that you are Han Hongmei first, and then her mother. You have a name."

Han Hongmei froze, and the dangerous aura around her instantly stopped.