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Zhuang Mo stayed at the old gentleman's house for one night, received his hospitality, and left a sum of money for him when he left.Zhuang Mo didn't bring a lot of cash, but in the eyes of the old man, it was still a huge sum of money, so he refused to accept it.This kind of sincere hospitality is exactly the same as that of Ren Mingqing. Zhuang Mo saw the source of Ren Mingqing's good education from this old gentleman.He couldn't help telling a white lie, telling him that it was Ren Mingqing who entrusted him to bring it to honor his old man. The old man was overjoyed, and was so happy for Ren Mingqing that he shed tears.

After bidding farewell to the old man, Zhuang Mo returned to Fenghe Middle School, and walked around the statue carefully this time.The man on the statue is gentle, holding a book in his hand, and posing in a red and professional posture, which is in line with the aesthetics of intellectuals of the older generation.He looked at the iron inscription on the statue, which read: Xu Anzhi, 1987-2012

The dean happened to be riding a bicycle to work.Zhuang Mo remembered that he was Teacher An's only colleague when he was teaching here, and asked, "Isn't Teacher An surnamed An?"

"His surname is Ann!"

"It says Xu Anzhi."

"I don't know." He shook his head, "People from Liancheng Group made it."

Liancheng Group...Xu Family...Xu Anzhi?Zhuang Mo couldn't help being surprised when he thought of Xu Jingzhi who was showing his teeth and claws.Anzhi, Jingzhi, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?He immediately called Bao, who was acquainted with him, to inquire: "Besides Xu Jingzhi, Mr. Xu, is there any eldest son named Anzhi? Check it out for me."

After the dean parked his bicycle, he came over to greet him warmly.Zhuang Mo asked him about Xu Anzhi's real identity, and he knew very little about it, Xu Anzhi didn't talk much about himself.

"He always sits there and writes, mysteriously—his office is at the back." The teaching director greeted him into a row of teaching buildings converted from logging factories, a small room facing south.

The small room seemed to be placed in a time capsule, and everything remained as it was when Xu Anzhi left.There is a bed inside, a desk that is used for eating and working at the same time, and a small bookcase opposite.

At the position by the window, there is also a small stool placed abruptly, on which is a soft cushion with tassels.

When the dean saw the cushion, he suddenly remembered something, and said to Zhuang Mo yin and yang, "Although Mr. An is a good person, he is very close to that little lame. The little lame often lies there reading idle books. Writing is good."

Zhuang Mo approached the bookcase.Among so many books, the two rows of "New Paintings" are particularly eye-catching.Not only are the numbers beyond one's imagination, but this young man's taste in reading magazines and Xu Anzhi's is incompatible.

"I'm so grown up and still read this stuff... How much do you pay for so many magazines?" The dean laughed, walked up to him and stood still, "...But the children in the class like it quite a lot, now And sneak in to steal books to read."

Zhuang Mo's eyes fell on a dilapidated set of "The Great and Poor Ji" in the corner.Thinking of Ren Mingqing saying "this is my favorite book", a gentle smile climbed to the corner of his lips.

"Can I sit here?" Zhuang Mo asked.

The dean generously said yes, but he still had classes, so he left first.

Zhuang Mo was left alone in Xu Anzhi's office, he couldn't help but rummaged through his desk, and found a teacher's diary inside.The diary is full, and the handwriting is clear and powerful. He is indeed a serious and responsible teacher.Reminiscent of his identity, Zhuang Mo also developed admiration for this man he had never met.

He sat on a small stool by the window and opened the pages of the book in the sunshine.The preparatory bell rang, and children's laughter came from the brand-new teaching building in the distance. Many years ago, it was here that Ren Mingqing first came into contact with popular novels and reached the pen he would pick up in the future.Zhuang Mo felt that this position was very comfortable.

Zhuang Mo was eager to know about Ren Mingqing, and carefully searched for chapters about Ren Mingqing.He didn't spend much effort, because Xu Anzhi's preference for Ren Mingqing was obvious, and every page he wrote focused on Ren Mingqing's growth.

When Xu Anzhi first came here to teach, there was no Ren Mingqing in the class.

He is just a silly child who can't speak, a shadow of disharmony in the peaceful and peaceful small village, everyone's secretive conversations after dinner, and sometimes when turning a ditch, he gallops past, making a shocking jump.

Xu Anzhi was curious about him for a moment, but was soon popularized by science about his heroic deeds.Like Zhuang Mo, he was not influenced by prejudice and ignorance, but believed that this was a poor man with a miserable life.It's a pity that the most indispensable thing in this remote mountainous area is poor people who are suffering. Xu Anzhi only plans to come here to teach for three months.

He wrote in his diary: "The more I study finance, the less interested I am in it... People think they are the masters of capital, but in fact no one can control capital. On the day capitalism appears, it is capital that enslaves Human beings. Human beings have no dignity in front of money... Billions of people work like ants, but they can't predict when it will collapse periodically... This is a big boat that is dragging the whole society to the abyss... If you are like your father I will never be able to jump out of this vicious circle if I concentrate on planning the return on investment... The intrigue in the mall is unexpectedly complicated... After investing so much calculation, in the end, apart from getting more money, there is no benefit to this society, except for capitalists. Anyone who is not helping in any meaningful way, not generating any value ... then, this job will not have any meaning."

Compared with doing business, what Xu Anzhi wants to do more is education.

"The college entrance examination is the most important valve to achieve class mobility, and it is the only fair and just upward channel at present. However, only the middle class has got the tickets for 'jumping through the dragon's gate'. In the vast rural areas of our country, there are still many poor children. They are doomed to suffer from birth, and have no chance to receive compulsory education. How to bring education to the bottom and revitalize that stagnant pool is what I want to do. This is more valuable than playing with money...at least I In my lifetime, I can see that more children have been admitted to college because of my hard work and changed their fate... I plan to visit 137 impoverished counties to investigate their commonalities and come up with a set of effective basic education solution."

However, Xu Anzhi gradually deviated from his goal after all.

He later took root in Fenghe Village and never left.

At first, when he was taking pictures outside, Xu Anzhi saw a silly boy picking sugar cane peels from the garbage dump to eat.

It was the time to eat sugarcane at that time, and the villagers ate and threw away all the way. The silly boy was embarrassed to pick it up behind others, so he took a broom and swept the sugarcane husks in remote places where no one was complaining.After looking around to make sure that there was no one around, he squatted down and carefully picked out the old knots and green skins that had been poorly eaten and stuffed them into his mouth.He was probably really hungry, and he couldn't find anything else to satisfy his hunger.

This scene had too much impact on Xu Anzhi, he gave the silly boy the ham sausage in his pocket.

The silly boy was chewing sugarcane husks when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder and stuffed with a ham sausage.He wiped his soiled hands on his soiled trousers, accepting the predation sheepishly, looking as if he wanted to run away.

And Xu Anzhi escaped faster than him.He ran for a while and then hid. He didn't know why, but he probably wanted to watch the silly boy eat well.

As a result, at this time, a vicious dog jumped up from the other end of the garbage dump, and grinned at the silly boy, apparently eyeing the ham sausage.Xu Anzhi recognized this vicious dog. It had a violent temper, and everyone in the village shouted to beat it. He almost jumped out to beat it away.

However, the silly boy did something that Xu Anzhi did not expect——

He reluctantly looked at the ham sausage in his hand, stretched it out timidly, and fed it to the dog.

"Is it delicious?" The silly boy watched it swallow it in a hurry, reached out and touched its head tentatively.

He is not a mute, he can speak.

The notorious vicious dog in the village squealed in his throat, but accepted the gentle temptation from the silly boy, and squinted his eyes unaccustomedly.

The silly boy then said, "Does your foot hurt?"

Xu An was stunned, and looked at the dog. It turned out that its leg had been broken, and it was bleeding continuously.

The silly boy gently held its paw.

Xu Anzhi was immediately stuck.

He is a son of a rich family, and he wants to do big things to help the world and the people. He has a calm and watchful attitude towards specific suffering.He knew that the world was big, and no matter how rich he was, it was too small in comparison.He can't save everyone who's suffering, and he can't delay for them, because he's in a hurry to do something that will change this society, and the rest is left to chance.

But when the figurative suffering happened right under his nose, he was ashamed of his attitude of doing nothing.

He now understands why he ran away after helping the silly boy. In fact, he felt ashamed.The calmness and rationality he has always been proud of seem to be a kind of arrogance and evasion in the face of the heavy reality - can he turn a blind eye to this one in front of him just because there are countless poor people in this world?He can't even save the one in front of him, so how can he talk about helping the world and the people?Even the most miserable person is trying to save a dog. He has so much. What's the point of treating other people's suffering as just a sad story?

That night, Xu Anzhi rode a bicycle with a dog in front and Ren Mingqing in the back, and went to the horse breeder in the next village for help.

After coming back, Ren Mingqing had an extra dog, and Xu Anzhi had an extra little friend.

"You spoke just now." Xu Anzhi said firmly, "You can clearly speak."

Ren Mingqing looked at him, turned around and plunged into the depths of the night with his dog.