Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 434 An Ordinary Great Achievement

Lao Zhu rushed over in a hurry, grabbed Yang Zhengdong and was anxious to leave.

"What's the matter, old Zhu? What happened?"

Yang Zhengdong asked while walking.

"Your uncle Wang is dying, let's rush over to see him one last time."

"Ah?! Let's go then!"

Yang Zhengdong's mind went blank after a few clicks.

After reacting, it turned into him pulling Lao Zhu away.

Start the car and take Lao Zhu with him, and rush out of the village in a drag racing manner.

The sound of brakes sounded on the mountain road, and slowly disappeared.

Lao Zhu pulled the handle above the car door in horror, watching the headlights turn back and forth on the mountain road.

His face turned pale with fright, and his anxious mood was now overwhelmed by worry.

"Zhengdong, you...can you drive slower?"

Lao Zhu asked with a pale face, what kind of mountain road is this road?

If Zhu Xiaoya was present, she would definitely scream with excitement.

Lao Zhu and his niece are still on a different level!
"Old Zhu, don't worry, I'm sure!"

Yang Zhengdong held the steering wheel and said without squinting his eyes.

"That, then, you should be careful."

Lao Zhu directly closed his eyes, he could only trust Yang Zhengdong's driving skills.

After getting used to it, Lao Zhu took out his mobile phone and called Mr. Qian respectively.

Tell Mr. Qian to come back from the capital to attend Uncle Wang's funeral.

He also received a message from Principal Hong at night, saying that Uncle Wang was dying.

To be able to survive the last six months, the old man has done his best.

By this time, dying is actually more comfortable than living.

The car finally arrived at the county seat and drove directly into the small room in the male dormitory of the vocational education center.

Uncle Wang was unwilling to leave the small room until his death, so everyone could only fulfill his wish.

At this time, there were many people standing in Xiaofang, including Principal Hong and the school leaders.

There were also teachers and students from the Vocational Education Center who hurried to make way when they saw Lao Zhu coming.

Yang Zhengdong and Lao Zhu entered the small room, and Uncle Wang was already dying.

Looking at everyone with dull eyes, he smiled, and it seemed that he finally recognized most of them at the last moment.

The tip of Yang Zhengdong's nose was a little sore, he took out the essence of life, and under the doubtful eyes of everyone, he put the essence of life into Uncle Wang's mouth. Although it would not prevent Uncle Wang from dying, at least he could guarantee that he would confess his last words.

"Little Dongzi, the water you gave me is so sweet!"

A few minutes later, Uncle Wang laughed and looked at Yang Zhengdong kindly.

"Master, if you like it, I'll give you another drink!"

Yang Zhengdong wiped away his tears and said.

"No need! This old age is enough! Xiao Hong, come to me!"

Uncle Wang shook his head and called Principal Hong to his side.

"Uncle, I'm here!"

Principal Hong hurriedly stepped forward and held Uncle Wang's hand tightly.

"I've been in the vocational education center all my life, and I've had a good time! I'm content with having you take care of me when I'm old! Don't let the students come all the way to see me as an old man, it's really unnecessary."

Uncle Wang's voice was fairly loud, and he explained to Principal Hong word by word.

"Uncle, the children are also filial."

"I know, they are all good boys. Xiaodongzi, you are also a good boy. Be a good teacher and teach your students well."

"Yes, I will."

Yang Zhengdong felt sour in his heart. Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang could still remember that he was a teacher.

For a while, scenes from the past flashed in my mind, the Uncle Wang who shouted loudly every day, the Uncle Wang who secretly passed the sewer, and the Uncle Wang who never forgot to pack the quilts for everyone.
"I am old enough to live enough! Seeing these children grow up, I am really happy from the bottom of my heart. I have one last thing to ask you, Xiao Hong."

"Uncle, tell me, I will definitely do it!"

"See that red box under the table?"

"I saw Uncle, do you want to bring it here?"

"Yes, you take it here!"

Yang Zhengdong quickly helped carry the box over.

Principal Hong hurriedly opened the box, and everyone took a look.

There was nothing valuable in it, just little pieces of paper and some money.

What's left are some stacked photos, which look regular and neat, not messy at all.

"Send the money in it for me, there is an address on the back of the top photo"

Uncle Wang raised his hand a little weakly, but gave up on doing it himself.

Confess to Principal Hong to help him with this matter.

"Okay! I will definitely help you!"

Principal Hong nodded sharply and took out the top photo.

It was a dirty little boy with a big smile on his face.

Everyone looked at the photo suspiciously, not knowing what relationship this boy had with Uncle Wang.

When he was dying, he still confessed that he would send money to the child.

Yang Zhengdong took the photo and flipped it to the back, where an address was written crookedly.

The address was written in Tangtou Village, Wenhui County, Hongrui City, Ganzhou Province. The village head, Li Huiman, transferred to Li Xiaojian.

How could it be sent to Ganzhou, which is thousands of kilometers away from their Linchuan. It is impossible for the old man to have relatives there.

Yang Zhengdong in Hongrui City is clearly located, deep in the mountains in the southeast of Jiangxi.

The local mountains and rivers are very poor.

The Hope School also conducted an inspection there at that time. During the construction this year, there was a Hope School located in the southeast of Jiangxi Province. However, Uncle Wang was born and raised in Linchuan. What is the relationship with Li Xiaojian?
Passing the photos to others, Yang Zhengdong took out a few letter-like things from the box.

Seeing the above content, he was stunned like a bolt from the blue.

This is a thank you letter from a child in Northwest Ningzhou.

Thanks to Uncle Wang's support for many years, he was finally admitted to university.

Yang Zhengdong quickly opened the letter papers at the back. Some were from Shandong, some were from Ganzhou, and some were from Southwest Shuzhou. They all had the same meaning, because they had completed junior high school or high school with Uncle Wang's sponsorship.

Some were admitted to university, and some were not admitted to university, but none of them hindered my gratitude to Uncle Wang.

His hand holding the letter trembled a little. With his current master state, it was already impossible for him to tremble.

But seeing these things, he really couldn't control it.

No wonder Uncle Wang always came to the cafeteria when he was in school.

There are always a few steamed buns with some pickles, and at most two sips of wine.

No wonder when I was in school, I never saw Uncle Wang buy clothes.

A pair of slippers and a pair of frayed cloth shoes will last you through the four seasons.

All these years of living frugally, they thought the old man had some special hobbies.

Unexpectedly, the old man, who has no children, donated all his money to poor students all over the country.

Yang Zhengdong saw it, and Principal Hong and the others naturally saw it too.

Looking at the donation vouchers in this box, there are old and new letters, and the bright smiles in the photos.

For a moment, everyone shed tears, and the students outside cried out when they found out.

"Why are you crying? You haven't died yet! Xiao Hong, remember to send the money. That child is not easy. He grew up without a father and a mother, and he has to go to school and learn cultural knowledge."

Uncle Wang confessed again.

"Don't worry, Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely send the money over, and I will also give you the money for the child's schooling in the future!"

Principal Hong finally couldn't bear it any longer, and promised with tears in his voice.

"Okay! Then I don't worry. The broadcast said that compulsory education is available, and it will be fine in the future."

"It will be fine in the future"

Uncle Wang left with a smile.

Yang Zhengdong couldn't help crying like a tearful person.

He felt very blocked in his heart. If he could be faster, maybe Uncle Wang would be able to see it.

The days to come will get better and better, and there will be no more children who cannot afford to go to school.

But such a respectable old man will never be seen again.

A lot of students rushed over one after another, some of them were in their 50s and [-]s, and some were still in their prime like Yang Zhengdong.

When everyone heard about Uncle Wang's deeds, they couldn't help crying.

Who would have thought that the extremely stingy old man could make such a great move.

They have all seen Uncle Wang's stubborn temper, and also seen his shabby stinginess.

The only thing I didn't find was that he had done such a thing.

After three days of inactivity, Yang Zhengdong, Lao Zhu and others never left.

Principal Hong has already sent the money to that Li Xiaojian.

We counted the donations of the old people. Over the past 30 years, Uncle Wang has sponsored a total of 68 children, of which 21 were admitted to college, and the rest 27 finished high school and 20 finished junior high school.

The total donation amount reached more than 36 yuan, which was saved by the old man bit by bit for more than 30 years.

He has no children, but he has done things that ordinary people can't do.

The county TV station has come, the city TV station has come, and the national station has also come.

On the second day after the old man passed away, the county station first broadcast the news after learning about it.

Then there are municipal, provincial and national stations. Only after the death of the old man did the people of the whole country know about his deeds.

Students from countless vocational education centers came over spontaneously to see the old man off.

Among them are Liu Bo in the far northwest and Cheng Xiuting in Mengxi Village.

Even the old principal Fan and his wife came back to see him off for the last time.

The funeral procession stretched for two miles, and all the students wore mourning.

The old man has no children and grandchildren, and Principal Hong and the school leaders hold the statue and flag.

Many people in the county spontaneously went to the crematorium to see the old man off.

Although I don't know what he looks like, and I haven't seen the old man himself.

But this kind of spirit is still worth seeing him off.

The crematorium is in the west of the city. Everyone set out along the ring road and walked all the way.

The old man's coffin was pulled by a car, and the chrysanthemums sent by countless students covered the old man's hearse.

Many people on the side of the road stared intently, seeing off this venerable old man.

Yang Zhengdong followed his classmates and lined up in chronological order.

I don't know why the front stopped.

Then they heard loud cries.

"Father, here we come!"

"Dad, we're here!"

"Look at us all the time!"

"We're late!"

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The sadness of crying is moving!
(End of this chapter)