But I am not good at studying, my health is not good, and even my life is a mess. I am too embarrassed to look at Teacher Guo who has always treated me differently.
Teacher Guo was my first-grade homeroom teacher. In the second half of the first grade, my grandmother passed away in the twelfth lunar month.
The whole family went back home, and after finishing their business, they returned to school. School had already started for a week.
When I was at the classroom door, Teacher Guo just gently told me to go back to my seat, opened the textbook, read the first lesson, and then said, "Let's start the second lesson. Zhou wants to go home and review the first lesson on his own."
During the years I endured under the bridge in my previous life, I can still seem to hear that gentle voice reading: The ice and snow melt, the seeds sprout...
The classmate told himself that Teacher Guo only taught the first class for a whole week in order to wait for him.
When I was in the second grade, Teacher Guo was transferred. When I found out, Teacher Guo was no longer in the town primary school. I heard that he was transferred to the county.
Unfortunately, my life in my previous life was a mess, and I never went to see Teacher Guo, who had high hopes for me.
Zhou Xiang couldn't stop crying when he saw the warmth in his heart so unexpectedly in this life.
"Teacher Guo, Teacher Guo, I miss you so much!"
Teacher Guo squatted in front of the little girl who was crying uncontrollably and gently hugged her into his arms, "Don't cry, the teacher is here! Don't cry!"
Zhou Xiang lay in Teacher Guo's arms, crying her heart out. All the students in the classroom looked at the crying girl in confusion, as if everyone in the world had bullied her.
The grievance in her crying made several female classmates cry as well. Teacher Guo picked up Zhou Xiang with heartache, asked the class monitor to take charge of the class, and carried Zhou Xiang out of the classroom.
Zuo Heng pulled Zhou Hua and, ignoring the class monitor's dissuasion, followed Teacher Guo out of the classroom.
Principal Yang heard crying coming from far away, opened the door, and saw Teacher Guo walking in holding a child.
"What's wrong?"
Teacher Guo shook his head. When he saw Zhou Hua and Zuo Heng following behind him, Principal Yang realized that the person Teacher Guo was holding was Zhou Xiang.
Zhou Hua stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Xiang's hand, "Sister, sister, don't cry."
Teacher Guo touched Zhou Hua's head and said, "It's okay for your sister to cry. Let her cry as much as she wants."
After a long time, Zhou finally stopped crying and raised his head. Teacher Guo’s chest was wet.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Guo!"
The hoarse voice made Teacher Guo's voice softer, "It's okay. Can you tell me why you are so sad and wronged?"
"I just miss you. In the second grade, you were suddenly transferred out of the town primary school. No one asked me 'what happened to you' anymore, and no one gently touched my head and praised me anymore."
"Haha, silly girl, now that we've found Teacher Guo, we don't have to be afraid anymore, Teacher Guo is here!"
Zhou Xiang nodded vigorously and handed her the bill in his hand. "This is the bill for my brother Zhou Hua and my friend Zuo Heng. I'll ask Teacher Guo to take care of them from now on."
Teacher Guo touched her head and said gently, "Okay!"
Just one simple word, and Zhou Xiang felt relieved.
"Brother, Zuo Heng, you two have to listen to Teacher Guo. I'm going to transfer your household registration now. I'll go straight home after I'm done. I haven't even registered yet!"
Zhou Hua and Zuo Heng nodded in unison, "Okay."
Zhou Xiang turned around and faced Teacher Guo, "Teacher Guo, I'll come to see you next time I come to the county."
"Okay, go ahead!"
After Zhou Xiang left, Zuo Heng and Zhou Hua also returned to the classroom. Teacher Guo sat at his desk and sighed.
Principal Yang asked, "Have you taught Zhou Xiang before?"
Teacher Guo nodded. "Yes! She was her first teacher in first grade. She was a very smart child, but unfortunately she didn't have good parents. Do you know her?"
Principal Yang nodded and told Zhou Xiang what he knew.
Teacher Guo shook her head. "I really don't have words to describe her parents. They put all the work of the family on their little one. Her father only cooks, and her mother only washes clothes. The rest of the work is done by her. In the winter, her hands are red and swollen, which is heartbreaking to see."
After I returned to the county, she was the one I was most worried about. I never expected that when we met again, her parents would go even further, asking her to study and do housework at home. What kind of parents could be so cruel? Was it just because she was a girl?
But Zhou Hua is a boy! Doesn't he have a good environment? These parents are the most irresponsible I've ever seen.
Zuo Heng is lucky to have met Zhou Xiang. Zhou Xiang is very considerate and responsible. She will definitely do what she promises."
Zhou wanted to leave school and go to the police station to transfer his household registration, but looking at the sun above his head, he decided to go in the afternoon!
I don't think I can go by myself. It's not like transferring schools, where all you need to do is complete the formalities. The police station will definitely need an adult to be there just in case.
Zhou Xiang walked towards the Xinghuo Shopping Mall. When he reached the gate of the small courtyard, he shouted inside, "Grandma! Grandma!"
Liu Shan's voice came from the courtyard gate, "Who is it? Shouting."
"Did I call you? I called my grandma. I locked the gate all day long. If someone didn't know, they would think you were doing something shameful!"
At this time, the sound of footsteps came from behind Zhou Xiang. Zhou Xiang turned around and saw that it was Old Lady Liu who came back. Liu Shan heard the old lady's footsteps and hurriedly opened the door.
Zhou Xiang complained to Old Lady Liu, "Grandma, my cousin locked the gate. I wonder what he's doing inside? When he heard me yelling, 'Grandma, open the door,' he asked who it was and yelled, as if this was some wealthy family!"
Old Lady Liu glared at Liu Shan fiercely, "My footsteps are the signal, right? You open the door every time you hear footsteps. Why do you keep the gate closed at home? Are you a thief?"
Liu Shan shrank back, "No, I'm just afraid someone will come in. It's so deep in here, it's not safe for just our family!"
"It's not safe, so why don't you move out? What are you doing here with me? You have to pay the rent and utility bills starting next month. If you don't pay, get out."
Zhou Xiang followed Old Lady Liu into the yard. When his grandmother was about to open the door, Zhou Xiang called out, "Wait, was the lock nose just installed? Look, there are still wood chips on the edge!"
Old Mrs. Liu carefully observed the position of the lock nose on the wooden door frame, and it indeed looked like it had been removed and installed again.
Old Lady Liu turned around and looked at Liu Shan, "Did you pick the lock on my door?"
Liu Shan shook his head, "Don't listen to Zhou Xiang's nonsense."
"Really? I opened the door and looked in my cabinet and I knew it. I was wondering why my things were slowly disappearing. It turned out to be a thief. He also told me it might be the second girl or the mistress, who took it for fun!"
Zhou Xiang didn't expect Liu Shan to steal things so blatantly and even blame it on his second sister and third brother. This was too shameless.
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