In an apartment in the southern suburbs of Jiangcheng City.
The retired old man sat in the courtyard, looking at the flowers, plants, and grass he had planted this year.
As a former primary school teacher, Zhang Shunli liked to plant flowers and plants after his retirement.
He liked these flowers and plants.
He especially liked to watch them slowly grow from tender shoots to blossom and bear fruit.
Looking at the butterflies fluttering in the flowers, he would always think of his life.
He was the kind of teacher who taught from the first grade to the sixth grade!
One by one, cute children were sent to him.
Then, they grew tall and childishly graduated from his class.
Year after year, day after day.
From a high-spirited young man, his temples slowly turned white. Then, one day, the leaders of the school came, and the leaders of the city's education bureau also came.
They all said, "Teacher Zhang, you've worked hard. Congratulations on your retirement!"
Oh...
Zhang Shunli was stunned at that moment.
Retirement?
More than 30 years of teaching career ended just like that?
Am I old too?
Thinking about what had happened two months ago, he sighed.
Ring ring...
The doorbell rang at the entrance of the courtyard.
Zhang Shunli stood up and walked to the door.
A postman appeared in front of him. "Teacher Zhang, this is your Teachers' Day greeting card and letter of blessing..."
The postman put a large pile of greeting cards and letters in a purple box and handed it to him.
"Oh..." Zhang Shunli nodded. "Thank you for your hard work!"
"It's not hard at all!" A smile appeared on the young face of the postman.
Then, he bowed deeply to Zhang Shunli and said goodbye.
That was a tradition of the Federal Empire for thousands of years.
Respect for teachers!
The social status of teachers was very high!
In the Council of Ministers and Doctors at all levels, a considerable number of members were selected from teachers.
Holding the purple box, Zhang Shunli walked back.
"It's Teachers' Day again..." he said softly. This was the first Teachers' Day that he didn't celebrate in school.
The retired teacher was more or less not used to it.
He took the box and sat on the chair in the courtyard.
Then, he opened it. It was filled with thick greeting cards and letters.
In more than 30 years, he had taught about seven classes and sent about 300 children to junior high school.
The oldest among them was already in his forties, and the youngest was only six years old and had just entered the first grade...
Therefore, there were many forms of greeting cards.
Some were very small, and some were very big.
Some are plain, some are gorgeous.
There were even some greeting cards with coupons.
Consumer vouchers, holiday vouchers, airline vouchers …
There were many more.
Zhang Shunli looked at the greeting cards and letters in the box and laughed. "After more than 30 years of hard work, I have finally gained something!"
As a teacher, what he loved the most was to see the children he had taught become members of society and were able to support their families.
Only then would there be a sense of accomplishment!
Only then would he feel satisfied!
Therefore, he sat up straight and prepared to read the greeting cards and letters seriously.
From the greeting cards and letters, he could find out how his students were doing.
"Huh!" Zhang Shunli was surprised.
That was because the order of the cards seemed to have changed this year.
At the top was no longer a greeting card from his student, who was now the deputy minister of state affairs in the Xisong Kingdom's palace.
Instead, it was an ordinary greeting card.
"I have another student who has become a big shot?" Zhang Shunli laughed.
Although he didn't really care about the achievements of his students.
He only hoped that they would grow up smoothly and not commit crimes.
However, the Imperial Post Office attached great importance to rituals and rules.
Every year, the greeting cards and letters would be arranged according to their status and order.
Therefore, the greeting cards or letters at the top would definitely be the ones with the highest status among all the students.
Zhang Shunli picked up the greeting card with a smile.
"Let me see, who sent this?"
He brought it to his eyes and looked at the words on the cover of the greeting card.
This was an ordinary greeting card that could be bought casually on the roadside. It was also a very standard greeting card.
Student Ling Ping 'an bowed to his teacher, Mr. Zhang Shunli, to congratulate him on Teacher's Day. He wished his teacher a happy holiday, good health, and a happy family...
He waved the greeting card, but there was nothing inside.
He opened it and looked at it. It was still the same.
Looking at the congratulatory words, other than the student's name and his own name, as well as the holiday greeting, the rest were all printed.
"Ling Ping 'an?" Teacher Zhang Shunli frowned slightly.
He could no longer remember that he had once taught a student named Ling Ping 'an.
But …
Looking at the words and greeting on the card, for some reason, Teacher Zhang Shunli suddenly felt a hundred times more energetic.
It was as if the feeling of youth had returned.
Suddenly, Zhang Shunli smelled a fragrance.
He looked up and saw that the flowers and plants in his courtyard were blooming one by one.
The garden was filled with spring, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air!
… …
Qin An leaned on his walking stick and walked in the empty courtyard.
He looked at it, a little lost in thought.
In a trance, he felt as if he had returned to school.
He stood at the entrance of the middle school and watched the students walk in one by one.
When the students saw him, they couldn't help but lower their heads.
Because he was the dean, the demon in the hearts of all the students!
But …
Looking at the empty courtyard, the former teaching director sighed.
"I'm old..." he said, "I'm old..."
It had been seven or eight years since he retired.
He missed school more and more.
Unfortunately, he was old!
He remembered that at this time last year, he could still go back to school alone to take a look.
Now …
However, he could only lean on his walking stick and slowly walk in the courtyard of his home under the worry and care of his family.
He had to admit that he was old!
"Father!" At this moment, his son, who had just returned from work, was carrying a briefcase and holding a purple box. He smiled and handed it to him. "These are the Teacher's Day cards and letters that you received this year..."
Qin An looked at it and smiled. "There are still people who remember an old man like me!"
"Of course!" His son smiled and said, "Although you were scary in the past... the students understood how good you were when they grew up..."
He was also a member of the school under his father\'s rule. Of course, he knew that this strict father had a reputation among the students.
Qin Yan, Qin Demon, Qin Buqun …
Nicknames were attached to their heads one by one.
However, as the students slowly grew up and slowly entered society, there would always be some people who would remember.
They remembered that it was under the claws of this Qin Yan, Qin Demon, and Qin Buqun that they did not go astray and were able to have today!
Thus, slowly, the number of greeting cards and letters increased.
With his son\'s help, Qin An sat on a chair in the courtyard.
The sun shone on his body, and it was warm.
Qin An opened the box.
There were about a hundred letters and greeting cards inside. It was about the same as usual.
However …
The greeting card at the top had a different person.
It was no longer the student who had become the deputy chairman of the Federal Empire\'s Northwest Governor\'s District.
Instead, it was a brand new and simple greeting card.
Qin An picked it up and said with a smile, "It seems that I have another promising student!"
For a teacher, being able to educate a promising student was always something to be proud of.
He looked at the greeting card and the words on it.
"Student Ling Ping\ 'an pays his respects to teacher Qin Gong\' an..."
"I wish you a happy and auspicious family..."
It was a very simple and simple greeting card.
The words were neat, but only neat.
Other than that, there was no extra information, and there were no extra words.
"Ling Ping\ 'an?!" Qin An looked at his son. He couldn\'t remember that he had once taught such a student.
His son also shook his head. He didn\'t remember such a person.
Qin An suddenly stood up in a daze.
He looked ahead at the old peach tree in the courtyard.
It had bloomed!
Bright peach blossoms bloomed in this season that didn\'t belong to the flowering season.
The fragrance of flowers filled the air.
Meanwhile, his son stared at his father in a daze.
After a stroke last winter, his old father, who needed to support himself with a walking stick to stand up, could now stand up without the help of a walking stick!
"Father!" He exclaimed, "You\'re standing up! You can stand up now! "
Qin An lowered his head and looked at his body.
He tried to take a few steps forward, and every step was very steady!
He held the greeting card in his hand and said, "It seems that there\'s an extraordinary person among my students!"
"A prophecy has come true!"
"This is the ability that only ancient saints have!"
As an old dean for decades, he naturally knew that there was an unknown power in this world.
But …
The power of these mutants could actually reach such a level?
With a word, flowers bloomed, and with a word, they left!?
Unfortunately, he couldn\'t remember when he had a student named Ling Ping\ 'an?
He quickly went to the study room where he collected greeting cards. Thus, he found the name Ling Ping\ 'an in every year\'s greeting cards.
From ten years ago to now …
Every year, greeting cards were sent.
But …
"I read it every year..." he was puzzled. "Why don\'t I have any impression of it?"
Thus, he sat in front of the computer in the study room and curiously turned on the computer. He entered his school\'s website and began to search.
He entered the student\'s name: Ling Ping\ 'an.
"You don\'t have enough authority!"
That was the only result he got!
The old teacher immediately understood. He turned off the computer and looked at his son, who was walking in.
"Don\'t tell anyone about what happened today..."
"Not a word!"
"This is a state secret!"
But in fact, this was an unnecessary action.
Because in a few days, he and his family would forget what happened today.
They wouldn\'t even leave a single impression!
When they dreamed about it in the middle of the night, they might be able to remember a little bit of memory, but in the end, this was just an episode in their lives.
It was like a wave stirred up in a river.
… …
Sitting in front of his desk, Situ He looked at the numbers that kept appearing on the computer.
1, 2, 3 …
These were the search data on the teachers\ 'intranet.
"It seems that the target\'s greeting card really has some magical effect..." he thought.
If not for that, the search data on the intranet would not have suddenly appeared.
"Let\'s wait for the investigation report..." he turned off the computer, not worried at all that the target\'s basic information would be leaked.
Because …
The data and information files related to him had been classified as top secret.
Without authorization, no one could access them!
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