Reborn you idiot

It's no wonder that Zhang Weidong has such an idea.

He wanted to kill people at the beginning, so it was impossible for him to be merciful.

The two stabbings made Xiao Jungu linger in the gate of hell for more than half a month. The notice of critical illness was issued several times, and even the left kidney was removed due to infection, but in the end he still recovered a life, not a blessing. what is big

Zhang Weidong has done everything for the sake of this, Xiao Jungu still can't die, what can he do?

Killing is not as simple as eating, even if you want to do it again, you will be powerless.

Up to now, Zhang Weidong has no reason to kill any more.

My aunt has more gray hairs, and her body and mind are also poor. How can he let go of it.

And I heard from Dahu that Andy committed suicide several times after he was imprisoned, but was rescued by Xiaohong.Andy didn't meet any good people in the first half of his life, but the god of fate will never be eccentric. Maybe it's God's favor, and he met two people who treat him sincerely.He had already missed Zhang Weidong, and he couldn't let Xiaohong down anymore, so he finally decided to get rid of his drug addiction and return to the countryside with him.

Du Hu has always been loyal, knowing that Zhang Weidong is worried, so he went to the countryside two years ago to see how Andy is doing.

The people in Dashan are very simple and have never seen the world. Andy changed his real name back, so no one knows what happened to him before.

He didn't want outsiders to see his appearance, so he got up very early every day, and went to fetch water to fill the water tank at home when there was no one at dawn.When Xiaohong made breakfast, he cleaned the house, or made tofu with his father-in-law, and his life was stable.

So Zhang Weidong felt relieved. He was surprised when Chuchu learned that Andy and Xiaohong were together.

Thinking about it later, I was destined to die alone, as long as Andy lived well, it didn't matter who I was with.

So Duhu is right, the past is in the past, and he can only let it pass.

"Dongzi, you really decided to move to the dormitory? Wouldn't it be nice for us brothers to live together? We're all alone anyway."

Zhang Weidong shook his head: "It's the same wherever you live, it doesn't prevent you from stealing sometimes."

Du Hu felt a little embarrassed: "What is stealing, it's really ugly to say, it's called a normal physiological need."

Zhang Weidong was not interested in discussing physiology with him, so he asked directly, "Did you divorce your wife? Where's the child?"

"Ha, I still figured it out for you." Dahu rubbed his nose: "I left early, you left the year you entered, it's no big deal, it doesn't matter if you don't want that kind of small-bellied woman. She takes the child, and every one of us I go to see it a few times a month, and that’s it.”

Zhang Weidong knew in his heart that Dahu said it coolly, but in fact he still couldn't let go of his wife.

Otherwise, given the other party's current conditions, with a financial foundation and a decent appearance, it would not be difficult to find another one.

"By the way, Dongzi, wait for me for a while." Dahu got up from the sofa and returned to the room, got under the bed and tossed for a while, then came back with two dusty piano boxes, and put them in front of Zhang Weidong: "You After the sentence was sentenced, I received a notice that you were fired from the company, um... To put it simply, you were kicked out, so I packed up your things for you, and brought back these two big guys, thinking that you will definitely need them in the future."

Zhang Weidong looked down at the two boxes that had been dusty for a long time, his gaze became softer, and he said softly, "Thank you."

Dumb smiled and pushed his head: "Come on, I've heard enough these days, it's brother's, don't say these two words again."

Zhang Weidong also laughed, stretched out his hand, rubbed the dust on his fingertips.

This is his past, good or bad, clean or dirty, it's all his.

In this way, Zhang Weidong moved to a single room in the dormitory and officially became a guitar teacher.

He doesn't talk to others very much, and he doesn't get along well with the students. Only when he is in class, he has an unreasonable temper. No matter how clumsy or mischievous the students are, he will deal with them patiently.

Zhang Weidong taught the elementary class, most of which were children aged seven to ten. In Dahu's view, this was called killing a chicken with a bull's knife.

Not to mention the current Zhang Weidong, even if he was only in his teens 20 years ago, he was more than enough to teach these little kids.

But as long as Zhang Weidong likes it, let him go, let him do everything.

Most of the teachers in the school are female teachers, and they welcome Zhang Weidong's joining from the bottom of their hearts.A taciturn vicissitudes of life man, holding a fancy graffiti guitar, but the sense of harmony in the picture is strange, people can't help but want to look at it more.

Zhang Weidong is very satisfied with his current life.Because before he was released from prison, he also thought that he had a criminal record and only had a high school education. After he got out, he might only be able to do some rough work to make ends meet. Now it has been much better than expected.

"Ms. Zhang, Mr. Zhang..."

After class, Zhang Weidong left the classroom door, turned around and left, and a parent quickly chased after him.

Zhang Weidong stopped in his tracks and turned around to see that she was a jeweled woman, about forty years old.

"Mr. Zhang, my children will please you more." The woman stuffed a red envelope into his hand, and said with an eager smile, "Mr. Zhang, have we met somewhere? When I look at you, I feel destined. Ah, that's right, my child is a demon king, but he is very smart, so I will ask the teacher to pay more attention in the future."

Zhang Weidong returned the red envelope calmly: "Trouble is what I should do."

The woman was obviously taken aback, and cursed something serious in her heart, but she stuffed the red envelope with more enthusiasm on her face: "Mr. Zhang, you can accept this little idea, next month is the qualifier for the youth group Now, look at my child..."

This time she couldn't finish her sentence and was completely stunned.

Because Zhang Weidong turned sideways to avoid it, the red envelope fell to the ground, spilling red banknotes all over the floor.

Zhang Weidong was also taken aback, then bent his knees.

Seeing Zhang Weidong squatting down and picking up money one by one, the woman's original expression of embarrassment eased a little, and she didn't help, just hugging her arms and watching from above.Zhang Weidong carefully picked up the dozens of hundred-yuan bills, put them back into the red envelopes, and put them on the shelf next to him, and said flatly: "Whoever can represent the youth group in the competition will be judged according to their ability." It’s decided, let your child practice more.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, with an indifferent expression on his face from beginning to end.

Remembering that Zhang Weidong didn't even ask her child's name, the woman couldn't help cursing angrily: "Why are you like this! Isn't it just for money to be a teacher? Why are you pretending to be noble!"

Zhang Weidong didn't look back as if he didn't hear it.

If he was in the past, he would definitely throw the red envelope in the other person's face, because that face is disgusting no matter how you look at it, but now his temper has calmed down a lot and he is also a lot more polite.Time has not smoothed his water chestnut, but taught him what it means to be calm, but the bottom line in his heart has always been there.

But for an ordinary teacher, this calmness is simply an insult in the eyes of some people!

A guy who earns a salary of several thousand yuan a month is not enough for her to buy a famous brand handbag. Why should he not be surprised?

The woman rushed away angrily, stomping on her high heels.

Zhang Weidong didn't take this matter to heart at all, and continued to live his life, teaching his students, and going to the nursing home every weekend.

Speaking of students, Zhang Weidong is most optimistic about a child named Xiao Wu. Although he is only six years old, he seems to mature earlier than other children.Every time I go to class, I sit upright, not noisy, and when I am praised, I will show a shy smile, and I have a small white canine tooth.

And he could see that the kid really liked the guitar, unlike those kids who were arranged by their parents on a whim.

So he will teach Xiao Wu more attentively. It's not that he is partial, but every time the get out of class is over, the children run away in a swarm. Only Xiao Wu will stay in the classroom obediently, and ask timidly: "Teacher, do you have time?"

Every time he saw this skinny little child, holding a guitar not much bigger than himself, and looking at him expectantly, Zhang Weidong had to admit that he had no immunity to Xiao Wu.This child always reminded him of himself in the past, longing for a teacher, but conditions did not allow him, so he could only stumble across the river by feeling the stones.

Xiao Wu seems to admire Zhang Weidong more and more. He used to stay here only occasionally, but now he has two classes a week and refuses to leave after class.Even if Zhang Weidong had other classes to attend, he would sit in the corridor and wait for him foolishly. Even the other teachers couldn't help making fun of him. This kid is actually your child, right?

When class was over that day, Zhang Weidong beckoned Xiao Wu over: "I still have class later, don't wait today, go home early, don't worry your parents, do you understand?"

Xiaohu shook his little head: "No one will worry, I don't have a mother, and my father is very busy."

"Then don't wait, go back early, it's too late and the road is not safe."

Xiaohu called out reluctantly: "Teacher..."

Zhang Weidong smiled helplessly, and was about to leave the classroom when he turned around and saw a group of menacing women.

"It's him! See for yourself whether the person above is really him!"

The woman who gave Zhang Weidong a red envelope took the lead and rushed into the classroom, holding a magazine in her hand, pointing at him and saying loudly: "Now you believe it! Teacher Zhang, oh no, Zhang Weidong not only takes drugs, but also kills people." Attempt, criminals can also be teachers? What kind of world is this?"

At this time, get out of class had just ended, and several students were still packing their things in the classroom. Everyone inside and outside heard the woman's shout.

There were quite a few parents standing outside the gate, who were waiting for their children to finish class at the school gate, but the woman called them over with a voice like a gong and drum.

Zhang Weidong was blocked in the classroom and couldn't leave. He glanced back at the students and tried his best to squeeze out: "Get out of the way. If you have anything to say, don't affect the children."

"Don't touch me!" The woman yelled in surprise, "You criminal, what do you want to do to me?"

The closer he was to the door, the more clearly those parents could see, and they couldn't help exclaiming: "Look, it's really him, it's really Zhang Weidong!"

"No way... My child is in this class, no wonder he seems to be doing badly recently."

"Then you are really unlucky. Now it's not a question of which class, but how can there be such a person in the school?"

"That's right, how can the criminal be with the child, where is the person in charge? Where is the principal? I want to complain!"

Zhang Weidong had endured being pointed at for a long time, and when he saw these guys not giving up, he immediately became angry.He put one hand against the door frame, lowered his face, and said one word at a time: "I'll say it again, don't affect the child, talk outside if you have something to say."

"Oh, you don't have a guilty conscience and want to run away, but it's not that easy."

The woman spoke triumphantly, looked up at Zhang Weidong, and immediately changed her face.

Zhang Weidong was tall and strong, and blocked the two-meter-high doorway by himself, with the light behind him, and his gloomy face had fierce eyes.

With his appearance, he would think of an angry beast. Even in prison, he could scare some people, let alone a group of ordinary parents.At this time, no one dared to confront him head-on, so they all involuntarily backed away to the two sides, making way for him.

Zhang Weidong put down his hands, turned his head to look at the classroom, showed a completely different face, and said with a smile: "After class, go home early and don't run around."

After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Wu who was at a loss, gritted his teeth, and strode out of the classroom.

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