When Zhang Yiming woke up, he was already covered with a thick quilt and was lying on a simple wooden bed. When he opened his eyes, he saw the dark-skinned teacher of Aoli Primary School sitting at the head of the bed.
Thankfully, you finally woke up.
When the teacher saw Zhang Yiming wake up, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhang Yiming felt it secretly. Except for a little fatigue, he found that there was no discomfort around him. He glanced around and saw the simple furnishings in the house.
There were earthen walls, wooden tables and chairs, plastic cloth covering windows, and an oil lamp that looked like beans. If this guy was not next to him, Zhang Yiming would have thought that he had traveled through time and space, and had reached N dynasties.
Is this in your...residence?
Zhang Yiming asked the teacher that he really couldn't call such a place like home.
That's right, it's my home.
The teacher was very calm. Zhang Yiming's wakeup made him feel relieved. Moreover, it seemed that Zhang Yiming was in a good condition.This person is so amazing, the teacher thought so in his heart.
Do you know what's going on?
The teacher asked Zhang Yiming.
have no idea.What's wrong?
You were stuck in the crack of the rock and soaked in the water for nearly forty minutes before being rescued by the fellow villager who rushed over.
Yeah?
Zhang Yiming was surprised that he was actually stuck. It seemed that the water flow and reef environment at the bottom of the pond could easily get stuck.What about the child?
Zhang Yiming asked again.
It's really strange. After you go down for a while, the child will emerge, but you are gone.Later, a few fellow villagers came and the child was awakened.The fellow villagers knew that you went down to save people but didn’t come out, so they rushed to go into the water to save you again.
That's good.
When Zhang Yiming heard that the child was fine, he felt that his trip was not in vain.
The teacher did not take Zhang Yiming's stumbling and continued to say to himself: You have been soaking in the water for so long. After being rescued, your breathing and your heartbeat have disappeared. Everyone thought you were not good enough.But it’s strange that you don’t look like you’re dead no matter how you look. Your expression is peaceful and your mouth is tightly closed. Judging from the condition of your abdomen, you shouldn’t have eaten any water. This shouldn’t be the case for drowning people.
Really?Then what's wrong with me?
You are like...a turtle breathing!Yes, it is the turtle's breath, which best describes your condition at that time.Do you have this ability?
The teacher seemed surprised.
Of course not.
Zhang Yiming also found it incredible.
I think so.
The teacher nodded thoughtfully. He only saw Turtle's breath in martial arts novels. I heard that Indian yoga masters can do it.So have you practiced yoga?
Zhang Yiming shook his head again, but at this time he gradually remembered something. Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to feel a wisp of true energy coming from his wrist, protecting his heart and closing his breathing.
But what's going on?
Zhang Yiming couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he decided to let go of this problem for the time being.
Forget it, I won't discuss these.Maybe it’s God’s blessing, after all, I’m here to donate to build a school for you.
Zhang Yiming joked.
The teacher smiled, I am an atheist and I don’t believe in strange powers and gods, but I am willing to believe that good people will be rewarded.
So you carry me home, believing that good people won’t die?
Zhang Yiming continued to joke.
Haha, good people are just my wish, how can I ignore science?The situation at that time was that there were no doctors nearby, and I also got to the town when I went to the hospital, which was dozens of miles away.Just when I was about to give you first aid, I accidentally found that your heartbeat was still there, but it was very slow, only once every half a minute, so we all began to think that your heartbeat was gone.Later, your breathing also begins to recover slowly.An old man saw this situation and said that you would be fine. He would have passed tonight first. If it doesn’t work, he would be sent to the hospital tomorrow.
how so?
Zhang Yiming was secretly surprised.
Where did the true energy that protects your heart meridians and directs your physiological activities after you fall into a coma?
Zhang Yiming subconsciously touched his left wrist and suddenly felt something that was the string of Buddhist bead bracelets given by Huanhuan.
Zhang Yiming suddenly remembered what Huanhuan said, and Ding Xuan, who betrayed the string of Buddhist beads, kept saying that it was a string of treasures.
Could it be that these strings of Buddhist beads saved his life?
At this time, Zhang Yiming thought of another question again, why did he suddenly experience palpitations under the water?
What happened to that severe chest pain?
2 Zhang Yiming did not continue to discuss underwater affairs with the atheist teacher. At this time, the teacher brought a bowl of ginger soup cooked for Zhang Yiming and asked him to drink it to warm up.
After Zhang Yiming drank the ginger soup, he said: My surname is Zhang. Zhang Yiming is a staff member of Taoli Hope Fund.What do you call teacher?
I just met with the teacher this afternoon, and rushed to save people without saying a few words, and I didn't have time to get to know each other.
My name is Bai Qihong.
The teacher took the empty bowl handed back by Zhang Yiming and put it on the wooden table, and said with a smile: Did you surprise again?I am so black, but my surname is Bai.
Zhang Yiming knew that Teacher Bai was joking. When he arrived today, he shouldn't have arbitrarily thought that there must be a female teacher here.
Maybe it was because Zhang Yiming had too many romantic encounters over the past year, or maybe the story of a beautiful female teacher in the countryside that he had heard since childhood was deposited in his memory, these things made him form psychological hints.
Zhang Yiming smiled mockingly and said with a little excuse: Teacher Bai, your handwriting is so delicate.
The implication is that Teacher Bai’s words misled him.
Teacher Bai understood what Zhang Yiming meant. He did not defend himself, but was silent for a while, then sighed softly and said: You are right, I am a woman who specializes in learning the word "A woman".
Zhang Yiming laughed out loud, do you think the words of women can attract the attention of our funds?
Teacher Bai shook his head, No, how could I play this kind of gimmick?I learned her words to make myself and make the children feel that she is still here.
Teacher Bai's words made Zhang Yiming put away his joking attitude. He remembered that Teacher Bai mentioned in his letter that there was once the most beautiful rural female teacher here. Could it be her?
3 Teacher Bai confirmed Zhang Yiming’s conjecture.
More than a decade ago, the only teacher in this school was a girl.
The only teacher?Just like you now?All grades, all courses are taught by one person?
This is not surprising, many rural schools are like this.
Teacher Bai nodded and answered Zhang Yiming's question first, and then continued: In a classroom that was even more dilapidated than she is, she used all her love and hard work to illuminate the hearts of these children in the mountains.Not only love and hard work, but in the end she also gave her life.One day during class, the dilapidated classroom suddenly collapsed, she was pressed down and never woke up again.Three children died with her.To be honest, this is why I ask you to donate. I don’t care how hard my personal living conditions are, but I can’t suffer any misfortune from any children.Our classroom is a little shaky again. I paid for the rebuilding of this classroom after I came. Unfortunately, I am not rich and cannot build a century-old project.
Zhang Yiming looked at the dirt house he was in at this time. It should have been built at the same time as the classroom. Judging from the condition of the house, it is a bit too good to call it a dangerous house.
Teacher Bai continued: After her death, the children could not accept this fact.The children love her so much. After I came, the children were unwilling to attend classes. They hoped that their female teacher was still there. They could not accept a big and thick man like me.I have always been content with my calligraphy, but the strong and powerful chalk words I wrote on the blackboard are not liked because they are not as beautiful as their original teacher's calligraphy.
She left behind several thick diaries and notes, which I collected.In fact, it is not just the children here who miss her?I looked at her diary every day and started copying it over and over again. I couldn't turn other aspects of myself into her, but I could write words exactly like her.I want to use this method to make the children feel that she is still here, and also to make me feel that she is still here, continuing her career, continuing to sow her love, pursuing her ideals, and fulfilling her promises.I hope to continue her unfinished career in this way, so that she can forgive my betrayal.
4
Zhang Yiming listened quietly and found that there were some emotional entanglements between Teacher Bai and the dead female teacher.
Although he felt it was impolite, Zhang Yiming still couldn't help asking: Teacher Bai, there seems to be some story between you and her?
It's Ah, it's some past events.
Looking at Zhang Yiming's questioning eyes, Teacher Bai nodded and said: If you can consider donating to us for a school to build a more serious school, I am willing to tell you.
After hearing what Teacher Bai said, Zhang Yiming hurriedly explained: If you think it is inappropriate, don’t say it. Just now, it was just a question that I was curious about, and it has nothing to do with funds.In fact, when I came, I had already decided to list your place as the donation target.I can make this decision, please rest assured.
That's really great.
Teacher Bai seemed very happy after hearing Zhang Yiming's promise. In fact, a gentleman is open and honest, and everything is impossible to tell others. It is not that the past is impossible to tell, but that I am unwilling to recall it.In addition, I think if she is still alive, she will definitely not want her own affairs to become a gimmick for swagger or even beg for pity.
Please forgive me for using the word "begging for pity". I don't have any opinions about your fund. I said this from her perspective. I know her too much. She is a thorough idealist, almost reaching the level of paranoidness. If I write to your fund, in her opinion, it is a begging for pity. She will definitely not do this. She does not want her sacred ideal to be tainted with a little bit of money.
When it comes to sticking to my ideals, I will never be able to catch up with her in my life.Although I took her coaching point and stayed here for nearly twenty years, and I planned to stay like this for the rest of my life.But it is not so much for her ideals, but for her.She was sleeping on the mountain not far behind this school. If I didn't accompany her here, she would be lonely.I betrayed her once, and I think I will use this life to atone for her.
We are classmates and were once lovers, but when I learned the news of her death, I was about to marry another girl...
Thankfully, you finally woke up.
When the teacher saw Zhang Yiming wake up, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhang Yiming felt it secretly. Except for a little fatigue, he found that there was no discomfort around him. He glanced around and saw the simple furnishings in the house.
There were earthen walls, wooden tables and chairs, plastic cloth covering windows, and an oil lamp that looked like beans. If this guy was not next to him, Zhang Yiming would have thought that he had traveled through time and space, and had reached N dynasties.
Is this in your...residence?
Zhang Yiming asked the teacher that he really couldn't call such a place like home.
That's right, it's my home.
The teacher was very calm. Zhang Yiming's wakeup made him feel relieved. Moreover, it seemed that Zhang Yiming was in a good condition.This person is so amazing, the teacher thought so in his heart.
Do you know what's going on?
The teacher asked Zhang Yiming.
have no idea.What's wrong?
You were stuck in the crack of the rock and soaked in the water for nearly forty minutes before being rescued by the fellow villager who rushed over.
Yeah?
Zhang Yiming was surprised that he was actually stuck. It seemed that the water flow and reef environment at the bottom of the pond could easily get stuck.What about the child?
Zhang Yiming asked again.
It's really strange. After you go down for a while, the child will emerge, but you are gone.Later, a few fellow villagers came and the child was awakened.The fellow villagers knew that you went down to save people but didn’t come out, so they rushed to go into the water to save you again.
That's good.
When Zhang Yiming heard that the child was fine, he felt that his trip was not in vain.
The teacher did not take Zhang Yiming's stumbling and continued to say to himself: You have been soaking in the water for so long. After being rescued, your breathing and your heartbeat have disappeared. Everyone thought you were not good enough.But it’s strange that you don’t look like you’re dead no matter how you look. Your expression is peaceful and your mouth is tightly closed. Judging from the condition of your abdomen, you shouldn’t have eaten any water. This shouldn’t be the case for drowning people.
Really?Then what's wrong with me?
You are like...a turtle breathing!Yes, it is the turtle's breath, which best describes your condition at that time.Do you have this ability?
The teacher seemed surprised.
Of course not.
Zhang Yiming also found it incredible.
I think so.
The teacher nodded thoughtfully. He only saw Turtle's breath in martial arts novels. I heard that Indian yoga masters can do it.So have you practiced yoga?
Zhang Yiming shook his head again, but at this time he gradually remembered something. Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to feel a wisp of true energy coming from his wrist, protecting his heart and closing his breathing.
But what's going on?
Zhang Yiming couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he decided to let go of this problem for the time being.
Forget it, I won't discuss these.Maybe it’s God’s blessing, after all, I’m here to donate to build a school for you.
Zhang Yiming joked.
The teacher smiled, I am an atheist and I don’t believe in strange powers and gods, but I am willing to believe that good people will be rewarded.
So you carry me home, believing that good people won’t die?
Zhang Yiming continued to joke.
Haha, good people are just my wish, how can I ignore science?The situation at that time was that there were no doctors nearby, and I also got to the town when I went to the hospital, which was dozens of miles away.Just when I was about to give you first aid, I accidentally found that your heartbeat was still there, but it was very slow, only once every half a minute, so we all began to think that your heartbeat was gone.Later, your breathing also begins to recover slowly.An old man saw this situation and said that you would be fine. He would have passed tonight first. If it doesn’t work, he would be sent to the hospital tomorrow.
how so?
Zhang Yiming was secretly surprised.
Where did the true energy that protects your heart meridians and directs your physiological activities after you fall into a coma?
Zhang Yiming subconsciously touched his left wrist and suddenly felt something that was the string of Buddhist bead bracelets given by Huanhuan.
Zhang Yiming suddenly remembered what Huanhuan said, and Ding Xuan, who betrayed the string of Buddhist beads, kept saying that it was a string of treasures.
Could it be that these strings of Buddhist beads saved his life?
At this time, Zhang Yiming thought of another question again, why did he suddenly experience palpitations under the water?
What happened to that severe chest pain?
2 Zhang Yiming did not continue to discuss underwater affairs with the atheist teacher. At this time, the teacher brought a bowl of ginger soup cooked for Zhang Yiming and asked him to drink it to warm up.
After Zhang Yiming drank the ginger soup, he said: My surname is Zhang. Zhang Yiming is a staff member of Taoli Hope Fund.What do you call teacher?
I just met with the teacher this afternoon, and rushed to save people without saying a few words, and I didn't have time to get to know each other.
My name is Bai Qihong.
The teacher took the empty bowl handed back by Zhang Yiming and put it on the wooden table, and said with a smile: Did you surprise again?I am so black, but my surname is Bai.
Zhang Yiming knew that Teacher Bai was joking. When he arrived today, he shouldn't have arbitrarily thought that there must be a female teacher here.
Maybe it was because Zhang Yiming had too many romantic encounters over the past year, or maybe the story of a beautiful female teacher in the countryside that he had heard since childhood was deposited in his memory, these things made him form psychological hints.
Zhang Yiming smiled mockingly and said with a little excuse: Teacher Bai, your handwriting is so delicate.
The implication is that Teacher Bai’s words misled him.
Teacher Bai understood what Zhang Yiming meant. He did not defend himself, but was silent for a while, then sighed softly and said: You are right, I am a woman who specializes in learning the word "A woman".
Zhang Yiming laughed out loud, do you think the words of women can attract the attention of our funds?
Teacher Bai shook his head, No, how could I play this kind of gimmick?I learned her words to make myself and make the children feel that she is still here.
Teacher Bai's words made Zhang Yiming put away his joking attitude. He remembered that Teacher Bai mentioned in his letter that there was once the most beautiful rural female teacher here. Could it be her?
3 Teacher Bai confirmed Zhang Yiming’s conjecture.
More than a decade ago, the only teacher in this school was a girl.
The only teacher?Just like you now?All grades, all courses are taught by one person?
This is not surprising, many rural schools are like this.
Teacher Bai nodded and answered Zhang Yiming's question first, and then continued: In a classroom that was even more dilapidated than she is, she used all her love and hard work to illuminate the hearts of these children in the mountains.Not only love and hard work, but in the end she also gave her life.One day during class, the dilapidated classroom suddenly collapsed, she was pressed down and never woke up again.Three children died with her.To be honest, this is why I ask you to donate. I don’t care how hard my personal living conditions are, but I can’t suffer any misfortune from any children.Our classroom is a little shaky again. I paid for the rebuilding of this classroom after I came. Unfortunately, I am not rich and cannot build a century-old project.
Zhang Yiming looked at the dirt house he was in at this time. It should have been built at the same time as the classroom. Judging from the condition of the house, it is a bit too good to call it a dangerous house.
Teacher Bai continued: After her death, the children could not accept this fact.The children love her so much. After I came, the children were unwilling to attend classes. They hoped that their female teacher was still there. They could not accept a big and thick man like me.I have always been content with my calligraphy, but the strong and powerful chalk words I wrote on the blackboard are not liked because they are not as beautiful as their original teacher's calligraphy.
She left behind several thick diaries and notes, which I collected.In fact, it is not just the children here who miss her?I looked at her diary every day and started copying it over and over again. I couldn't turn other aspects of myself into her, but I could write words exactly like her.I want to use this method to make the children feel that she is still here, and also to make me feel that she is still here, continuing her career, continuing to sow her love, pursuing her ideals, and fulfilling her promises.I hope to continue her unfinished career in this way, so that she can forgive my betrayal.
4
Zhang Yiming listened quietly and found that there were some emotional entanglements between Teacher Bai and the dead female teacher.
Although he felt it was impolite, Zhang Yiming still couldn't help asking: Teacher Bai, there seems to be some story between you and her?
It's Ah, it's some past events.
Looking at Zhang Yiming's questioning eyes, Teacher Bai nodded and said: If you can consider donating to us for a school to build a more serious school, I am willing to tell you.
After hearing what Teacher Bai said, Zhang Yiming hurriedly explained: If you think it is inappropriate, don’t say it. Just now, it was just a question that I was curious about, and it has nothing to do with funds.In fact, when I came, I had already decided to list your place as the donation target.I can make this decision, please rest assured.
That's really great.
Teacher Bai seemed very happy after hearing Zhang Yiming's promise. In fact, a gentleman is open and honest, and everything is impossible to tell others. It is not that the past is impossible to tell, but that I am unwilling to recall it.In addition, I think if she is still alive, she will definitely not want her own affairs to become a gimmick for swagger or even beg for pity.
Please forgive me for using the word "begging for pity". I don't have any opinions about your fund. I said this from her perspective. I know her too much. She is a thorough idealist, almost reaching the level of paranoidness. If I write to your fund, in her opinion, it is a begging for pity. She will definitely not do this. She does not want her sacred ideal to be tainted with a little bit of money.
When it comes to sticking to my ideals, I will never be able to catch up with her in my life.Although I took her coaching point and stayed here for nearly twenty years, and I planned to stay like this for the rest of my life.But it is not so much for her ideals, but for her.She was sleeping on the mountain not far behind this school. If I didn't accompany her here, she would be lonely.I betrayed her once, and I think I will use this life to atone for her.
We are classmates and were once lovers, but when I learned the news of her death, I was about to marry another girl...
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