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"I don't like being a teacher, I don't want to be a teacher, and I'm not suited to be a teacher."

Qin Yizhu listened without saying a word.

Mu Yumeng's situation is not quite the same as Wen Yao's.

Wen Yao had savings left by her mother, and she was already capable of taking care of herself when her mother passed away.

As long as she doesn't spend money extravagantly, Wen Yao's quality of life won't be too bad in terms of material things.

But Mu Yumeng is different.

She must have been very young at the time, and no immediate family members were mentioned.

Whether she has relatives or not seems to be unimportant anymore. She herself said that she grew up with her grandparents and that she was supported by her father's coworkers from childhood to adulthood.

Her mother ran away with the money, and she was lifted up by the kindness of society.

In Qin Yizhu's view, it was meaningless whether there were more good people or bad people in the world.

A well-known former eunuch writer with "Yu Yu syndrome" and now a businessman once wrote in his book that the size of this world depends on how many people you know.

If you encounter many good people among all the people you know and all the things you experience, then there are many good people in this world.

Conversely, there are more bad people.

Perhaps in Mu Yumeng's eyes, there are still more good people than bad in this world.

Her current choice can be seen as a form of social contract theory in a sense.

It is not a contract between people and the government, but a contract between people and society.

Having received kindness from society since childhood, she chose to continue this kindness with a kind of "contractual" attitude.

Qin Yizhu admired her quite a bit.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that my suggestion to let her just deal with it went against her original intention.

Regardless of whether Mu Yumeng continues to be a teacher in the future, at least during this period, she may not be able to give up on certain students.

"Are you asleep because you're not talking?"

Mu Yumeng tilted her head back on the sofa and looked at Qin Yizhu with some dissatisfaction.

They still suffered from the lack of manners. If it were Qin Wenyan, he would probably have asked, "Are you dead if you don't speak?"

"I'm listening."

Qin Yizhu took a deep breath.

The main problem was that he didn't know what to say. He couldn't exactly say, "Oh, don't be sad, don't be upset, let me pat you on the shoulder?"

He himself wanted to laugh.

"But actually, I don't know what I should do. Being a teacher is actually quite good, but, sigh."

Mu Yumeng sighed.

Qin Yizhu: Silence.

You don't think I already knew, do you?

"Are you asleep because you're not talking?"

"Don't you have a career you'd like to pursue?"

Qin Yizhu asked helplessly.

"Yeah, I never thought about it. I really never thought about this kind of thing. It's just that everyone suddenly started talking about it today, saying they were envious or something, but, well, how should I put it..."

Mu Yumeng didn't continue, but Qin Yizhu roughly understood what she meant.

She didn't like being a teacher.

She was simply bound by a "contract" formed by her own sense of morality in certain aspects.

But she couldn't say it.

Please, you're coming out with a permanent position right away. Don't you understand the value of a secure job?

I marched into the No. 2 Middle School of the city, started paying social security at the age of twenty, and as long as the pension system doesn't collapse, I don't even dare to think about my future retirement pension.

Did she say, "Oh dear, I don't like my job at all?"

Makes no sense.

"So when I told you not to be so conscientious, you weren't secretly cursing me, were you?"

Qin Yizhu sensed that Mu Yumeng was in a low mood and spoke up.

"No, not at all. Hey, let me tell you, Chi Lingyuan said something similar. What's wrong with you kids? You're so young and you're already thinking about taking responsibility."

Mu Yumeng smiled.

"Don't talk like you're some big shot."

Logically speaking, Mu Yumeng, who is twenty years old, should still be enjoying her university life.

She was indeed older than Qin Yizhu, but not by much.

"Yes, I certainly can't be considered an adult."

Mu Yumeng lowered her eyes, returning to her previous dejected state.

My grandfather passed away recently.

The sudden remark caught Qin Yizhu off guard.

If it's just a feeling of uncertainty about the future, it's certainly not enough to want to go out and smoke.

Qin Yizhu had previously asked Peng Niancheng why he had become addicted to smoking.

The answer was direct, which felt pretentious.

However, he also said something else: when he's upset, lighting a cigarette can help him feel his heavy breathing and thus ease his mood.

Qin Yizhu didn't know if Mu Yumeng had this mindset.

But the pretense is real.

Otherwise, they would have lit it already.

"When I went back home this time, my grandma was boiling water on the gas stove. She filled the stove too full, and when it boiled, the water overflowed and put out the fire. When I saw this, I couldn't help but complain to her. I said, 'Next time, don't fill the stove so full. What if it overflows and puts out the fire, causing carbon monoxide poisoning?'"

Mu Yumeng frowned, took a deep breath, and then exhaled.

Qin Yizhu looked at the rise and fall of her shoulders and felt a little uncomfortable.

She said…

Mu Yumeng covered her eyes with one hand as her frameless glasses were pushed up.

She said she's basically blind now; she has very severe glaucoma.

Qin Yizhu frowned; he could never stand hearing about such things.

A girl came in from outside, glanced at the two of them, and then went upstairs.

They are probably the employees Qin Wenyan is going to interview.

"She said she can't see anymore, she can't see anymore."

Mu Yumeng choked up, repeating the same sentence over and over.

Qin Yizhu remained silent.

All words seem pale and powerless at this moment.

I would not be where I am today without my grandmother.

The son wants to take care of him, but he doesn't want to be loved.

These two sentences can be considered a true reflection of Mu Yumeng.

She had just started working when her grandfather passed away, and her grandmother was practically blind.

But Mu Yumeng had just turned twenty.

Even with rimless glasses and an attempt to appear mature, it doesn't change the fact that she's still a child.

"What should I do...?"

She mumbled something.

Qin Yizhu handed her a piece of paper.

This is what life is all about.

Seven hardships and eight difficulties.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death; separation from loved ones; unfulfilled desires; and encounters with those we hate.

There's nothing we can do about it.

But life is more than just these things.

Mu Yumeng sobbed softly, while Qin Yizhu held his hand up the whole time.

The scene looks somewhat comical.

Until Qin Yizhu felt the paper being snatched from her hand.

"I shouldn't be telling you this."

It seems that Mu Yumeng is not so drunk that she is completely out of it.

"You've already said it, why bring it up again?"

He even felt he shouldn't have listened.

After all, knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing.

"But I still feel that I am not a good teacher, because those students are not afraid of me at all."

"Isn't this normal? After all, you look very young and don't have much of a temper."

Let alone a newly appointed teacher like you, unless you're a homeroom teacher, I feel like half of all teachers wouldn't intimidate their students.

"Why are you sitting here? We've all gone upstairs to sing and play billiards."

Qin Yizhu looked up at the sound and saw a boy in front of her, probably Mu Yumeng's classmate.