From teaching to superstar

Chapter 47 Fighting and Crying (Part [-])
"Teacher, stop beating, Tashi knows it's wrong" he cried and begged for mercy while running behind Populus euphratica to dodge the stick.

Hu Yang is also so cruel because he made such a big mistake.

Hearing his panic begging for mercy, my heart softened.

Hit on the child, on the heart of the parents.

Although Hu Yang is not Tashi's parents, his love for Tashi and the others is no less than that of their parents.

Populus euphratica can say this with a pat on the chest.

"Tell me, why did you steal Mo La's money?" Hu Yang pulled him back in front of him and asked sharply.

It is necessary to understand why Tashi wants to steal money.

Because in the village, there is no place to use the money.

Don't think of this as a rural village in the south, there are no peddlers, and there are no snacks such as maltose and sweet candy.

The only place where money can be used is to go to the town.

Thinking of this, Hu Yang also remembered that Tashi did not stay with himself, Alice and others on Sunday, but went to the town with Uncle Basang's car.

The gaze that looked at Tashi also became as sharp as a knife.

Hu Yang was afraid that he would be misled or blackmailed by those gangsters in the town.

These are all possible.

Tashi looked at Populus euphratica with a gloomy face. He had never seen a teacher like this before, and he felt inexplicably flustered.

Seeing the flustered expression on his face, Hu Yang's heart also sank.

Is my guess true?

The hand holding the stick tightened involuntarily.

"Tell the teacher, is it because the gangsters in the town bullied you?" Hu Yang took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart a little.

If his students stole money because of this, he would still fight.

But those gangsters don't have a hard time, don't look at Hu Yang as having no power or power, just a poor teacher.

If you really open your mouth, many people will help.

"No, no," Tashi stammered.

"Then what do you think is going on?" Hu Yang looked at Tashi and asked.

"I am. I."

"Do you want to continue to be beaten? Didn't I teach you? Just say what you have to say, and express your meaning clearly."

Tashi lowered his head.

He said in a low voice, "I asked a father (I don't mean father, someone who is the same generation as your father, strangers are fine) to carve a piece of wood for me."

"Wood, you went to steal Mo La's money just for a piece of broken wood." Hu Yang said angrily.

Tashi does not agree with this.

He did steal money from Mo La, and he knew it was wrong.

But absolutely disagree with the teacher who said it was a piece of broken wood.

He raised his small head and looked at the teacher stubbornly.

"It's not broken wood, I begged Abba to carve it for me." Tashi said stiffly.

Even dared to talk back, the wooden stick in Hu Yang's hand moved.

However, he didn't know that in order to let the craftsman carve what he wanted, Tashi begged hard for most of the day, and he had been sitting there grinding the man.

In the end, I had to carve out what Tashi described at the price of five yuan, a blood loss.

Of course, he was also moved by Tashi's sincerity.

"What's the use of that broken wood? For Mo La as firewood?"

If he can't explain why, the already hungry stick will fall on Tashi again.

"The teacher is leaving, I want to give the teacher a gift." He looked at Hu Yang and said courageously.

After finishing speaking, his face turned red in an instant, and he immediately lowered his head and dared not look at Populus euphratica.

Hearing Tashi's words, Hu Yang's body swayed imperceptibly.

"A gift for the teacher?" Hu Yang whispered.

It seemed to be confirming again, and it seemed to be whispering in a low voice, which seemed unbelievable.

"Hmm!" Tashi lowered his head, his voice was as loud as a mosquito.

It is really embarrassing for a child to give a gift to the teacher, especially in the relatively closed environment in the snow area.

I want them to give things to teachers like various traditional festivals or foreign festivals in big cities, I think too much.

However, Tashi's confirmation sounded like thunder in Hu Yang's mind.

The right hand holding the stick trembled slightly, and his lips trembled.

His eyes fell on the stick marks on Tashi's trousers, his nose was sour and his eyes were red.

He misunderstood the child.

The child knows how to be grateful, knows that he is about to leave, and wants to give him something, which makes Hu Yang feel very relieved.

I feel that my hard work and dedication have not been in vain.

He raised his head slightly, not wanting them to see his appearance.

The wooden stick in his hand was raised again and landed on Tashi's buttocks.

But this time there was no effort at all.

"I told you to steal money, even if you buy a gift for the teacher, you can't steal money." Hu Yang growled with red eyes while beating.

He was afraid that the cry in his voice would be heard by the child.

The teacher, in front of them, will always be as strong as an eagle, sheltering them from wind and rain like a mountain.

"Remember, no matter what the reason is, you can't steal it. You can ask for it, but you must not steal it. Do you understand?" At the end of the speech, Hu Yang almost couldn't restrain his crying.

"Wow, teacher, Tashi knows he was wrong, and he will never dare again." Tashi cried and begged for mercy.

Hu Yang didn't force himself, the reason why he cried was because the teacher seemed to be crying too, and he was afraid.

"Tashi, remember what you said today. If there is another time, the teacher will kill you, remember?" Hu Yang felt that tears had blurred his eyes, but he still taught.

"Teacher, Tashi knows, don't cry, okay? Tashi really knows his mistake, and never dares again." Tashi begged.

"Nimma, remember me too." Hu Yang yelled at Nima behind him.

Nima, who was at a loss for a long time, was shocked when he heard Populus euphratica's roar, and responded quickly.

If he doesn't seem to care, the teacher's stick will definitely fall on him.

"Teacher, don't cry." Tashi said with tears.

"The teacher didn't cry. When I hit you just now, I accidentally got sand in my eyes. You also wiped away my tears, like a man." Hu Yang said.

He raised his head and wiped his left hand in front of his eyes.

Seeing Tashi wiping away his tears in a hurry, his little face becoming dirty, Hu Yang didn't feel disgusted at all.

He knelt down and reached out his hand to gently wipe away the tears on his face.

"Tashi, you have to remember that stealing and greed are the root of all evils. Don't make such mistakes again in the future."

"Teacher, I know!" Tashi pursed his lips tightly, trying not to shed tears.

Hu Yang nodded and stood up.

Pass the wooden stick in your hand to Nima.

"Hit me, hit me hard!" Standing in front of Nima, Hu Yang ordered.

The child does not teach, the father too!
Similarly, if the students learn badly, the teacher is also responsible!

No matter how old or young, teachers are the most important role models for children.

No matter how other teachers are, Hu Yang, who regards students as his own children, must not let himself go just like that.

"Are you deaf? Didn't hear what the teacher said, let you hit me."

Hu Yang yelled at Nima who was at a loss with a stick on the left.

(End of this chapter)