After exhausting myself to death

"go back?!"

The students repeated in unison in shock, and even the village chief's eyes widened.

Yun Gou'er wiped his eyes and ran to Shen Minghuan, his eyes slightly red: "Teacher, are you leaving?"

Everyone looked at him nervously.

Just looking at Shen Minghuan's demeanor, you can tell that he was born in a wealthy place. Even though they were reluctant to let go, they seemed to have no reason to keep each other.

Mutian is remote and poor, so why are you so embarrassed to speak?

Shen Minghuan raised his eyes and saw that everyone was on the verge of tears. He smiled helplessly: "Do you want me to leave?"

The village chief wanted to speak, but felt like his throat was choked. He coughed twice: "Teacher Shen, please leave them alone. Well, you..."

He couldn't go on talking anymore, and he still couldn't bear it after all...

"I don't want to." Yun Gou'er suddenly shouted. He hugged Shen Minghuan's thigh and begged, "Teacher, I don't want you to leave, please don't leave, okay?"

As if pressing an invisible button, the students rushed to Shen Minghuan and surrounded him, "Teacher Shen, please stay, we will be very obedient."

Shen Minghuan rubbed his ears: "Quiet."

After the words fell, the students all closed their mouths, lowered their heads and wiped away tears.

"You don't want me to leave?" Shen Minghuan listened to the sobs and cries in his ears, and his expression became even more helpless, "Then you won't leave."

The students were stunned for a moment, and when they came to their senses, they all clapped their hands and jumped happily: "Teacher Shen is the best!"

"Great!"

A louder voice rang out from the surroundings, instantly suppressing the children's cheers.

"Teacher Shen is the best..."

Halfway through the village chief's excited shouting, he noticed the strange looks from Shen Minghuan and the students. He retracted his hand and said, "That's it."

Don’t forget to complete the sentence.

Shen Minghuan laughed, "Village Chief, I have something to discuss with you."

"Eh? Eh, okay." The village chief didn't know if there was anything that needed to be discussed, so Shen Minghuan directly said, "Can't he just go and do it directly?"

"It's getting late. Let's all go home and go to school on time tomorrow." Shen Minghuan ruthlessly drove back all the students who were crying and laughing at him.

Then he solemnly invited the village chief to his room, carefully closed all the doors and windows, and lowered his voice: "Village Chief."

The village chief twisted his body uneasily and changed his posture: "Shen, Teacher Shen, tell me."

Shen Minghuan's expression was serious: "Did you hear that Tong County captured a spy some time ago?"

"I've heard of it." The village chief couldn't help but become serious.

Thanks to Shen Minghuan's wheat harvester, during this time he took several young adults from the village to do business in other villages and chatted a lot more gossip.

"Then do you know what the spy came to Tong County for?" Shen Minghuan continued with a serious face.

The village chief couldn't help but rubbed his hands again, and said bitterly: "I heard they are here to steal our country's secrets, but in this small place like ours, there is nothing to steal? I think they just don't want us to live a good life. I’m holding something bad in my heart.”

Shen Minghuan's face became more solemn: "Village Chief, what you said is only one of the reasons. The purpose of the spies is to prevent our country from developing. For this reason, they will try their best to assassinate Chinese talents."

The village chief was shocked: "They still want to kill people? Why are they still killing people after the war is over?"

As if recalling the time when he resisted artillery fire with his flesh and blood, the village chief's eyes widened fiercely, "If they dare to come, I will fight them tooth and nail. There are no cowards in Mutian Village!"

"Village Chief, it's not that serious." Shen Minghuan's heart sank suddenly when he saw the bloodshot eyes of the village chief, but he still calmed down gently: "We in China are not easy to bully, and they don't dare to kill openly. Chinese people.”

"Teacher Shen, you are right...or not!" The village chief suddenly reacted, "Teacher Shen, are you a college student?"

Shen Minghuan nodded doubtfully and said reservedly: "Mediocre knowledge is nothing."

The village chief didn't take his self-effacing words to heart. He seemed to have discovered some big secret and said nervously: "Then you are a talent from China. Are the spies here for you?"

Before Shen Minghuan could answer, the village chief had already confirmed the answer: "Yes, it must be. Our place used to be very peaceful. Teacher Shen, the county caught a spy after you came here. The foreign devils must know that you are here."

The village chief was obviously frightened by Shen Minghuan's word "assassination" and was uneasy: "Let's call the police and let the police protect you. Teacher Shen, China still depends on you for its construction, so nothing can happen to you."

"Don't get excited, village chief. Don't you think I'm fine?" Shen Minghuan smiled at him: "Village chief, you may not know that there are tens of thousands of college students in China. It doesn't matter if I lose one."

Seeing that the village chief wanted to refute, he spoke first: "Besides, you need to provide evidence when calling the police. If we go to the police station now, the police can't believe it."

"But, what if..." The village chief sighed, feeling that young people nowadays are quite rebellious, even Teacher Shen is no exception.

Shen Minghuan continued: "Don't worry too much. Didn't I come to you to discuss this? After all, this is China's territory. Since the spies have to hide their heads and tails, it means they don't dare to take action directly."

"In fact, I was followed when I entered the city today. A man wearing black clothes and a black hood grabbed me and asked me to go with them to country M and serve for country M." Wenwen was a weak young man. There was a trace of panic between his brows, which made the village chief feel very distressed.

"I lied to him and told him to come back and pack my things, and he let me go." Shen Minghuan clenched his fists, and the remaining panic faded away, leaving him with a righteous air: "It is impossible for me to do things for country M. Shen Minghuan was born as a Chinese, and after his death he became a Even ghosts must protect China.”

"Okay! Okay." The village chief said with tears on his face: "Good boy, really a good boy..."

Shen Ming hugged the village chief's back to cheer him up: "Uncle, don't worry, I will protect myself. They don't dare to kill me in public. I will be careful when I go out in the future."

"But I'm afraid they will use other means to threaten me. I have to ask you to tell the people in the village. If someone comes to the village to ask about my situation, just say you don't know and then come and tell me secretly."

He sighed and said apologetically: "It's all my fault, which has brought trouble to the village."

"Why not be implicated?" The villager waved his hand and glared at him: "We are also Chinese, we can help the country, it's too late to be happy, so you allow a kid to act like a hero? Your uncle and I also carried a gun back then. From the battlefield!”

Even if their relationship with Shen Minghuan is not mentioned, even if they are strangers to this person, they cannot allow spies to harm them Chinese people.

The village chief's thoughts were very simple. Since the other party would kill Shen Minghuan because they were afraid of the rise of China, then they had to protect the latter.

Shen Minghuan pretended to hold up his hands: "I made a mistake. Uncle, you are always strong. If the spies see you, they will be too scared to come."

The village chief smiled proudly and patted him on the shoulder: "Ming Huan, don't worry, my uncle has taken care of this for you. Foreign devils don't even think about coming into our village."

Shen Minghuan reminded him: "Uncle, I heard that the M Congress will give spies plastic surgery, which means using a knife on their faces to make them look like us Chinese."

"Hey, you are so cruel to your own people?" The village chief patted his chest, "Uncle knows, I will tell the villagers to pay attention."

Shen Minghuan watched the village chief leave with a smile.

For many people, including the village chief, it may be difficult to believe that there are Chinese people who would volunteer to be spies for Country M. In their eyes, people may have shortcomings, big or small, but the patriotism rooted in their blood cannot be changed.

Because their country is so beautiful that they can't help but love her with all their heart.

This idea seems a bit naive to Shen Minghuan, but it is not incomprehensible. The reason why this group of people can trust them so innocently and almost blindly must be because the country has first poured into the people a love that far exceeds their weight.

It must also be because the compatriots they come into contact with all have the same beliefs and dreams as them.

It is difficult for people to imagine things they have not seen out of thin air

Shen Minghuan is willing to block these not-so-beautiful darkness from their sight within his ability.

What's more, he was right. Those who chose to become spies were no longer qualified to be called Chinese from the moment they betrayed China.

[Host, why are you still cheating on both sides? ] The system was worried about Shen Minghuan’s ideological education: [Forget it about lying to those people, how could you also lie to your own people? ]

Shen Minghuan blinked innocently: [Am I not being targeted by spies? Didn't they ask me to serve country M? ]

The system deeply felt that if the child was not taught, it would be too late. At the age of three, Shen Minghuan had already gone further and further in the wrong direction.

It mustered up the courage to take out "Ideology and Morality" from the bookshelf, and tried to use a fierce tone: [Host, please study hard. ]

[Um? ] Shen Minghuan's eyes lit up, [Xiaojiu, what is this? ]

Shen Minghuan's eyes were like those of a wolf that had not eaten meat for three days. His system felt cold and he stumbled back: [Book, book. ]

Shen Minghuan said with great interest: "Where did you get the book?" ]

[I am a system, a high-tech product. ] The system answered quickly: [These are the knowledge that I implanted into the chip when I left the factory. I presented it in the form of a book. ]

The system looked at Shen Minghuan's eyes that were getting brighter and brighter, and his voice slowly became lower, and he asked nervously: "What's wrong?" ]

In the consciousness space, Shen Minghuan rolled the system in the shape of a light ball around. He couldn't restrain his joy and said happily: "Xiaojiu, you are really a good system for me." ]

The system didn't know how powerful it was, but it was very happy to be praised: [009 is the best system in the world, host. I said you won't suffer any loss when you sign a contract with me. ]

[Uh-huh-huh. ] Shen Minghuan nodded repeatedly and asked expectantly: [So when will you turn all the knowledge in your chip into books? ]

[ah? ] The system freezes.

Shen Minghuan held it and shook it: [Don't say "ah", hurry up. ]

The system is slow: [Oh...]

Scumbag! What you say sounds so nice, but you are just lying!

He deceived three people once and didn't even let him go. It was so crazy!