"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, Ah Chen."
"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy, don't worry about me, but take care of yourself."
Chief Zhao had many things on his hands, and they came and went quickly.
After checking on Lan Miao's situation, Ah Chen headed towards the exit of Daobei Village.
Teacher Meng Ci was already waiting here.
As soon as Ah Chen arrived, --
"Mu Chen, --"
The moment Teacher Meng Ci and his wife saw Achen, they rushed forward and held Achen's hands tightly.
Looking at Achen now, Meng Ci felt a surge of pride.
Counting the time, although the teacher and student were both in the same county, it had been quite a long time since they had seen each other.
Over the past two years, Meng Ci had heard about everything Ah Chen had done, especially his heroic deeds during the floods, and he wanted everyone to know that Ah Chen was his student.
"Teacher, teacher's wife."
Ah Chen held his teacher's hand with one hand and his teacher's wife's hand with the other. Whatever happened before, it was all a misunderstanding, and the teacher was unaware of it.
At this moment, Ah Chen's gaze fell on his teacher's temples. Looking at the many more gray hairs that had appeared, he felt a pang of sadness.
Two years is a significant blow to a teacher.
"Mu Chen, well done."
For Teacher Meng Ci, having a student like Mu Achen in this life, a student who cares about the world and knows how to be grateful and give back, is enough.
So after a brief chat, when the teacher handed Ah Chen an envelope, Ah Chen knew what it was about.
Sure enough, there was five thousand dollars in the envelope.
This money was a loan he gave to his teacher two years ago.
"Mu Chen, teacher, it's me—"
"Teacher, you don't need to say anything! I know that I haven't visited you and your wife these past few days. I'm the one who should apologize."
Ah Chen turned around and asked Ah Yin to find paper and pen, then quickly wrote it down.
after,--
"Teacher, I don't know where I put the IOU you gave me back then. I'll keep the money, here's the receipt, please keep it safe."
Nowadays, Mu Achen wouldn't lack even 50 million, let alone 5,000.
When I lent money to my teacher in Duoyi Miao Village, he turned around and threw away the IOU.
In other words, he never intended for the teacher to return the five thousand yuan.
Now that the teacher has returned it, he can't refuse to accept it, for fear of hurting the teacher's self-esteem.
…
Twenty minutes later--
Ah Chen watched his teacher Meng Ci and his wife leave, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times.
"Not even fifty, yet so much gray hair, teacher—"
"Ah Chen".
Zhao Akang said, "When we went to the county town a few days ago, we heard that Teacher Meng was sick and is no longer teaching at No. 1 Middle School."
What illness do you have?
Stomach cancer.
"Stomach cancer?" Ah Chen exclaimed in surprise.
Zhao Akang nodded, "Late stage!"
Late-stage stomach cancer?
Ah Chen stared at the envelope in his hand, then at his teacher's departing figure.
His vision blurred!
Perhaps the teacher wanted to raise the money and return it to Mu Achen in the last moments, not wanting to leave with regrets.
But,--
"Good people, but their lives are short!"
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