Cultivation Teacher's Life Record

Zhang Weidong took the afternoon train, and it was time to get off work when he got home.

Zhang Weidong's father, Zhang Guodong, is a junior high school mathematics teacher with a senior teacher title, and his mother, Yang Yuanqing, is a primary school Chinese teacher with a first-class teacher title.

In today's materialistic society, many teachers have been corrupted by money. They will organize students to make up lessons for a fee when they have nothing to do. During the holidays, they will accept gifts from parents without blushing or heartbeat. There are even some teachers in some places directly based on

Parents are "filial" and treat students in the class differently, which has long made them unworthy of their title of engineers of the human soul. But Zhang Weidong's parents are different. Both of them are simple-hearted people's teachers. They work conscientiously on the podium.

Teaching and educating people, they still adhere to the conduct they should have as a people's teacher in every word and deed after leaving the podium.

Zhang Weidong did not go to a scientific research institute after graduation, but chose to be a university teacher. On the one hand, there are reasons why he likes university campus life, and another big reason is that he was influenced by his parents. He feels that his parents are very

Great, he felt that this society lacked teachers like his parents.

Zhang Weidong's parents now live in the staff dormitory of the No. 3 Middle School in Pushan Town. The house in the No. 3 Middle School is a bit old, about 60 square meters, and a family of three lives in a compact place. The No. 3 Middle School in Pushan Town was not called this before.

The name was instead called Xin'an Township Middle School. However, with the withdrawal of the township and the merger of towns, Xin'an Township, which was close to Pushan Town, was merged into Pushan Town, and Xin'an Township Middle School also became the Third Middle School of Pushan Town.

Zhang Guodong has been diligent and conscientious all his life, which is exactly what Mr. Lu Xun said, "I bow my head and am willing to be a coward." But these days, people's values ​​​​have changed dramatically, and people like Zhang Guodong will really be ignored.

He truly became an unknown person. But Zhang Guodong gave birth to a very promising son, Zhang Weidong. Zhang Weidong went to college at the age of fifteen and graduated with a doctorate at the age of twenty-three. Now he has become a teacher at Wuzhou University in Xin'an Township.

This kind of rural place is definitely a real promising person. Because of Zhang Weidong, Zhang Guodong, an honest man who has been friends all his life, can barely be regarded as a well-known figure in Pushan Town No. 3 Middle School. Many people have asked him for his experience in educating children.

, this made Zhang Guodong and Yang Yuanqing very proud. They felt that it was worthwhile to raise such a promising son in this life. As for other money, fame and fortune, they looked down on it.

The staff dormitory building of Pushan Town No. 3 Middle School is a six-story old house. Zhang Weidong’s house is on the top floor. It is cold in winter and hot in summer. The floor is high and there is some leakage. It is not a good location. When the houses were divided, many people

Zhang Weidong's parents didn't run away, so they divided the top floor. For this reason, his cousin Zhang Guoyong, who was close to Zhang Weidong's family, often criticized his father in front of Zhang Weidong, saying that his father was too much.

In fact, I only know how to immerse myself in teaching, but I don’t understand that no matter how good I teach, I can’t match the leader’s words. At that time, Zhang Weidong was simple and simple and could not understand his cousin’s words, but now he has yellow hair standing on the outer wall.

Downstairs in the dark dormitory, looking up at his home, Zhang Weidong understood.

However, Zhang Weidong did not dismiss his father in his heart just because he figured it out, like his cousin, but became more and more proud of his father. Isn't this kind of real person what China lacks now? If everyone was like his father

Same, will today’s society still be like this?

Of course, Zhang Weidong also knows that his ideas are too idealistic and the social environment is such that people like his father can only suffer and be called incompetent.

While he was sighing with emotion, Zhang Weidong felt a very familiar breath coming from behind and turned around hurriedly.

In the distance, his father was dragging his tired body slowly towards him with his textbook under his arm.

Zhang Weidong looks like his father in both appearance and body shape. He is tall and thin, with handsome features. However, his father is thinner than him, so that he looks a little hunchbacked as he gets older.

Zhang Weidong's father is fifty years old this year. However, because he has been working on the front line of education all year round and has done his job conscientiously, he is only fifty years old and his temples are already a little gray. In addition, he is relatively thin and has a slight hunchback, so he looks fifty years old.

But he is already a bit old.

Zhang Weidong watched his father dragging his tired footsteps towards him, his nose couldn't help but feel a little sore, he hurriedly called dad from a distance, and then hurried up to meet him.

Zhang Guodong, who had been standing on the podium for most of the afternoon, was exhausted. When he heard this familiar cry, he suddenly became energetic, and his thin, slightly haggard face became radiant.

"Weidong, didn't you go to work in the afternoon? You got home so early." Zhang Guodong also quickened his pace, smiling as he walked.

"Being a teacher in college is different from being a teacher in middle school." Zhang Weidong said with a smile as he took the textbook from his father's arm.

"You brat, why do you look down on middle school teachers when you become a university teacher?" Before Zhang Weidong could finish speaking, Zhang Guodong interrupted with a smile.

"Haha, how dare you. What I mean is that university teachers are more relaxed than middle school teachers, and their time is relatively free." Zhang Weidong laughed.

"It's better to be more relaxed, it's better to be more relaxed." Zhang Guodong looked at Zhang Weidong lovingly and said with a face filled with relief.

Nowadays, being a teacher is sometimes said to be easy, but you have to sincerely want to teach and educate people. To teach a class of forty or fifty students well, it is definitely a laborious and laborious job. To use the sentence "

It is no exaggeration to describe the teacher as "the spring silkworms will not come until they die". Zhang Guodong knows that he will have to work hard like this in his life. This is due to his character. However, people always have selfish motives, and his selfishness is to hope for his son.

Don't follow your own old path and hope your son will live a better life.

"Actually, if Dad wants to, he can be the dean of academic affairs or the principal, so he doesn't have to work so hard every day." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"What a good boy, you are a lot louder when you become a university teacher. Do you think you are the director of the Education Bureau and the principal!" Zhang Guodong smiled and patted Zhang Weidong's head gently.

"I'm serious. With your qualifications, Dad, you would have been the principal a long time ago." Zhang Weidong said seriously.

"What's the point of being a principal? I spend all day either trying to please the superiors or calculating this and that. Your dad and I are still teaching astronomy. I do have the ability to help his dad become a principal, but

Of course, the prerequisite is that his father wants to be an official. Obviously, his father, like him, is relatively indifferent. However, Zhang Weidong believes that it is not a bad thing to be light without an official. Anyway, when he comes back this time, he is planning to cut off the hair and cleanse the marrow of his parents.

.As long as they cut off their hair and cleanse their marrow, they can have a body that is far superior to ordinary people. In this way, they will be in good health and energetic, and naturally they will not feel tired.

"Haha, your mother heard that you were coming back today, and she has been nagging you to get off work early today and buy more food. I think she must have made food for you at home by now. I will also borrow all the food today and have a feast.

!" Zhang Guodong laughed.

"Then I will go home if I have nothing to do. Wuzhou is not far from our home anyway." Zhang Weidong felt warm in his heart when he heard this. No matter where you go, the person who misses you the most is your mother.

"Go, go, you are so beautiful. If this happens, our family will not be destitute by you." Zhang Guodong patted Zhang Weidong's head gently again and said.

Zhang Weidong touched his head and said with a smile: "How can you be poor? Don't forget that your son is now a university teacher. In the future, our family will have a lot of money."

"That's a big deal. Let's wait until you make a lot of money to talk about it!" Zhang Guodong said angrily.

Zhang Weidong scratched his head, no, he almost ran out of food some time ago!

The father and son walked home laughing and talking. From time to time they met familiar people on the way and in the corridors. Everyone they met would always exaggerately say that Dr. Zhang was back, or that Teacher Zhang was back. Zhang Guodong was so beautiful.

His mouth never closed, and his thin face was filled with pride.

Zhang Weidong didn't care what others called him. Anyway, seeing his father's happy and proud expression, he felt very satisfied and happy.

Before he got home, Zhang Weidong smelled the aroma wafting down the corridor. After smelling it for more than 20 years, Zhang Weidong knew that it was his mother who was cooking her specialty roast pork without having to distinguish, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

But Zhang Weidong was faster, and his father was even faster. As he walked, he shouted like a child: "Here's some meat to eat." Then he opened the door.

After pushing the door open and entering, I reached out to grab something from the plate to eat.

"Wash your hands, are you really being a role model?" As soon as Zhang Guodong stretched out his hand, Yang Yuanqing had already slapped him away with one hand.

"I teach middle school students, not primary school students. I don't talk about this, and I don't talk about this." Zhang Guodong reached over without giving up, but was slapped away by Yang Yuanqing again: "Let's eat together when Wei Dong comes back."

"Mom!" Zhang Weidong couldn't help shouting.

When Yang Yuanqing heard the word "Mom", her body visibly stiffened, and then she turned around suddenly. Seeing that her precious son was indeed back, she immediately put a loving smile on her face and said, "Weidong is back, are you tired?"

Tired? Eat your favorite braised pork."

As she spoke, Yang Yuanqing picked up a piece of red meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into Zhang Weidong's mouth. Zhang Weidong hurriedly opened his mouth to catch it.

The familiar aroma of meat echoed in his mouth, and Zhang Weidong couldn't help but sigh: "The braised pork cooked by my mother is the most authentic."

"Yeah, your dad and I have been eating it for most of my life and I still haven't gotten tired of it." Zhang Guodong watched with envy as his wife stuffed the braised pork into his son's mouth, and couldn't help but reach out to grab another piece.

This time, Yang Yuanqing didn't make things difficult for him. She just took a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into his hands. She said angrily: "You are already old and you don't wash your hands. How can you not even hold chopsticks?"

Zhang Guodong took the chopsticks, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the braised pork, and said to Zhang Weidong: "Weidong, have you seen it? If you don't go home, your dad won't even be able to eat a piece of braised pork." (To be continued)