S-level high-risk personality, you call this a pitiful thing?

Chapter 154: Mou Yucun - Teacher
There was nothing he could do, so Teacher Dong could only wait.

Hu Xiaoxia accompanied Teacher Dong from spring to summer.

Wait from summer to autumn.

Wait from autumn to winter.

For a whole year, no child came to school.

The chalk words that Teacher Dong wrote on the blackboard have faded. He has revised the lesson plans for the next class again and again. He always keeps the school clean and tidy, with desks, chairs and benches arranged in neat rows.

He seemed to be always worried that he was not prepared enough, afraid that when his students suddenly came to class one day he would not have time to get everything ready.

Hu Xiaoxia saw it and felt pain in her heart.

How can I not clean it up?

It's been a year since I started cleaning up.

Why can’t I clean it up?

Every time Hu Xiaoxia cursed the villagers for being inhuman, Teacher Dong would always say something.

"People are born good. They were not like this when they were born. It's just that no one taught them what is right. If I can teach their children well, when these children grow up and have their own children, the village will slowly change."

Every time Hu Xiaoxia heard this, she felt like Teacher Dong was living in a dream.

There is some truth in the saying that poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people.

To be honest, at the beginning, Teacher Dong’s teaching was indeed effective. Most of the children in the village were very obedient and well-behaved. But later, those children stopped going to school, and due to the wrong education and misleading of their parents, their personalities became increasingly distorted.

Sometimes when they happened to see Teacher Dong in the village, the children would not go up to him and say "Hello, teacher" with bright eyes as they did before. Instead, they would throw stones at him like thugs, as if they were driving away a homeless stray dog.

While throwing, he smiled the same smile as the villagers.

Despicable and shameless.

Hu Xiaoxia was so angry when she wrote this that even the words became sharp and twisted, as if she wanted to turn the words into knives to chop off the hands of those naughty children who were throwing stones.

When Lan Tong saw this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

After three years of teaching, will there really be someone to come to such a remote place to pick them up?
She looked down.

Yes.

Really.

And the vehicle had arrived early in the morning—it was a tractor.

Hu Xiaoxia thought, a tractor is a tractor. As long as she can get away from this damn place, she would dare to use not only a tractor but even a drone.

The people who came had prepared a place for luggage in advance, and that place was just right for Dong Xiaoxia to sit.

Things went smoothly. No villagers appeared to block the road, and no one noticed that Hu Xiaoxia was still alive and had already boarded a tractor to leave.

But...Teacher Dong did not leave in a dignified manner.

No one from the village came to see him off.

Teacher Dong was very disappointed. He felt that he did not teach well enough, which was why his students refused to even help him.

The tractor bumped all the way to the entrance of the village. When it was about to leave the village, a few children suddenly rushed out from the roadside, scaring the driver, who quickly stopped the car.

They are some girls who have been taught by Teacher Dong.

They had been running all the way here, and their bodies were very dirty, as if they had just come from the fields.

After not going to school for a year, their families have asked them to work in the fields.

They gathered around the tractor, shouting "I'm sorry, Teacher Dong" over and over again.

The hands that once held a pen have become rough and dull from always doing rough work. The calluses on the fingertips have wiped the tears on the face, but the clear and simple eyes are still as bright.

Teacher Dong's eyes were filled with tears and she couldn't help but get off the car to say goodbye to them one by one.

He knew that once he left, the fate of all the children in the village would return to square one. The memories of reading and writing in the classroom were just a short and gorgeous dream for them.

Teacher Dong told them.

Even if you no longer go to school, you can't give up reading.

They want to get out of this mountain.

Go to higher and wider places.

You should fly to wider areas like a bird with wings. You should not be like the women in the village, staying in the mountains and being restrained by men all your life.

He wants them to be free, he wants them to be brilliant, and he wants them to be strong in the mud.

The girls cried as they told how they were locked up by their families and unable to go to school.

Teacher Dong suddenly realized.

It turns out that his students also want to go to school.

They were just tied down by their family members, and some chose to resist because they believed in Teacher Dong, and the consequence was that they were locked up at home and beaten and scolded.

Hu Xiaoxia looked at the girls' tearful apologies, and at that moment she suddenly understood why Teacher Dong would still clean the classroom, carefully revise his lesson plans, and prepare full notes for the next book in advance even though he knew the students would not come.

It turns out that Teacher Dong is not the only one working on these things.

Those girls are also working hard.

But they have tried so hard, but they can no longer take classes in the same classroom.

The driver urged that it was getting late, and Teacher Dong finally said goodbye to all the children and prepared to get on the bus.

It was at this time that the accident happened.

A group of aunties came out from nowhere, cursing all kinds of ugly words, rushed into the car and directly pulled Teacher Dong down.

They scratched his face and pinched his flesh like a group of mad shrews.

Teacher Dong is an educated man. He wouldn't even have the heart to hit a man of the same age, let alone a woman.

He didn't fight back, so the women became even more aggressive and pinned him down and beat him to death.

Hu Xiaoxia was extremely anxious, but she couldn't show her face in this state, so she had to ask the driver to get out of the car and save Teacher Dong.

As soon as the driver got off the car, he saw the village chief and the men in the village walking towards him with weapons in hand.

The driver seemed to be very familiar with the village chief. After a few words and a cigarette, he stood on the side of the village chief.

Hu Xiaoxia's heart sank at that moment.

When the women saw the village chief coming, they reluctantly stopped.

Teacher Dong's face and body were covered in blood, and his clothes were torn to pieces. Several girls beside him were crying until their voices were hoarse.

Two strong men under the village chief started punching and kicking Teacher Dong. In just a few hits, Teacher Dong was covered in blood, with a bruised face and nose, and he couldn't even move.

Hu Xiaoxia was anxious. She didn't care about her disabled legs. She climbed out of the car with her arms, protected Teacher Dong, and questioned everyone angrily.

The villagers naturally knew her. Just by looking at her face, they could tell which family's daughter-in-law who was beaten to death she was.

The disabled Hu Xiaoxia and the almost-beaten teacher Dong were no match for the villagers and were quickly tied up.

As if to deliberately humiliate Teacher Dong, the villagers hung him under the flagpole in the school.

They moved all the benches, tables and chairs in the classroom and piled them under Teacher Dong, then poured oil on them and lit a fire.

Hu Xiaoxia struggled frantically and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

No one cares.

Until one of the girls quietly walked behind the village chief, holding a shovel used for farming, and slapped the village chief hard on the back of his head.