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It's all over now, isn't it?

She walked out of the phone booth and looked back at the tall city. She had dreamed of it, and dreamed of it. It was here that everything she had ever dreamed of had been obliterated.

Here, her 20 plus years of young life, was so explosive, so soul-stirring.

Under the sunlight, under the snow, in this magnificent and beautiful city, she didn't want to set foot there again for the rest of her life …

Sacred Light Monastery.

Nun Ma brought the latest list to the dean's office. When he saw the dean's headache, he could not help but sigh.

"Dean, this is the Asian Light Elementary School's newest student list."

The dean lifted his head and glanced at the name list before his brows furrowed even deeper.

Alight Primary School was established by the Holy Light Monastery and was the only primary school in the region. Initially, there were only a few villages nearby that had children studying. The expenses were not very high, and Holy Light Monastery was able to maintain its operations with half of the contributions they had received.

However, in recent years, because the teaching quality and the conditions are better than other places, more and more parents send their children to the Asian light.

The children here were all poor, and most of them could not afford the school fees. The reason why Alight was established was to let poor children have access to books. Thus, the income of Alight Elementary School itself was very little, to the point that the salary of the classrooms could not even be met.

In order to maintain the primary school, the dean had to spend most of the annual funding from the monastery to maintain its operations. Over time, it led to a deficit crisis in the monastery.

"Twice as many students as last year."

When the dean saw the list of names, he actually showed a pleased smile.

Sister Ma was embarrassed. "President, how can you still smile? Look, we can't even maintain our primary school." "And the number of students this year is increasing, which means that we must recruit new teachers …"

The dean was an old nun in her fifties with a kind face. Listening to Sister Ma's explanation, she shook her head with a smile, "There are more children, so parents here are beginning to understand the importance of studying. The Lord will give us strength to lead us through this crisis. "

Sister Ma nodded. "Then, I will go and prepare for the recruitment of new teachers."

It was a bright, sunny little town. Because it was far away from the city, the roads here were clear, but there were very few cars. Aside from the 339 bus ride in the morning and night, taxis rarely came here.

Sister Ma stuck the recruitment notice on the bulletin board and was about to leave when she heard someone behind her say, "Excuse me, is it you guys who want to recruit people?"

It had never occurred to Chu Ning that in such a remote town, on the slopes of a hill away from the town, there was a monastery.

The scenery was good, but the lives of the villagers were not rich.

The abbey and Asian light primary school had actually become the richest building in the area.

She had never taught a child how to get along with a child, but when she walked into the classroom and saw all the children looking up at her with warm smiles on their faces, all the fatigue and depression she had been feeling for the past few days suddenly vanished like smoke in thin air.

This was perhaps the best place to settle down. There was no dispute, no distress.

Watching the children seriously study, watching the children grow up day by day, learning more and more knowledge.

Sometimes she would go to the Light Monastery to listen to the dean's lecture, and sometimes she would go out with Sister Ma to volunteer. His days had actually passed by in peace for a month.

In the past month, the peaceful time, the peaceful state of mind, and the lessons she had heard in the monastery, more or less allowed her to regain her former self.

She did not entirely agree with what the nuns had told her, but she did not disagree. Faith is the freedom of everyone. But now, what she believed in was nothing more than indifference. What she believed in was only this peaceful and peaceful life.

She thought that those matters of those people would pass just like that.

However, the appearance of a heavily injured person, after a month and a half had passed, had once again shattered the peace that was hard for her to come by.

It was a sunny morning, and she was taking the kids who handled it with her and asking them to write her a letter after the event was over.

The children were always eager to play, so they prepared lunch early and waited for her to give the order to leave.

Every time she saw the food the children brought, she felt particularly sour. In the past, she had felt that her family was rather poor, but now, it seemed that there were many more poor children than her.

She could eat rice and cabbage, and the children were still carrying sweet potatoes. Maybe in the big city, this sweet potato was a rarity, but here, this was really for pigs to eat.

Poor children can't afford sweet potatoes to wear shoes, a pair of shoes is it, two years or she. Most of the time, she couldn't stand it and would pay for it herself.

In any case, when Jiang Zheng Rong sent her away, he gave her a large amount of money. When she was alone, that much money became a meaningless number in her account. In that case, he might as well do what he wanted. Her parents were such kind people, she thought, that they might be happy to see her do it.

"Teacher, why are you crying?"

As they sat under the tree for lunch, the little girl nearest her had red eyes and tears in her eyes. Zhang Xuan asked.

Chu Ning came back to her senses and quickly rubbed her eyes with the back of his hand, "Teacher only remembered how I was when I was young, I miss you a little." You don't know, teacher is envious of you two. So young, so happy, so happy. "

At this moment, a strong looking little boy came over and asked, "Teacher, aren't you happy?"

Chu Ning laughed and tried to argue, "Of course not, teacher is very happy. With all of you here, how could I not be happy?!"

The little girl beside her shook her head. "Teacher, you're lying. Sister Ma said that only when you're sad will you shed tears."

Chu Ning reached out and stroked the head of the child beside him, "Teacher Lulu is telling you, when people are happy and sad, they shed tears. However, only when you're extremely happy will tears come out. "

Lulu, this child, grew up in a single parent family. His father was the only person in the house, and his mother was very difficult to deal with when she gave birth to him. At that time, the conditions here were terrible, and he couldn't walk fast enough to send her to the hospital.

Chu Ning saw that she had been brought along pitifully, and whenever she thought of her father, he would send her home.

"So it's like that."

"En!" Chu Ning nodded vigorously, "Okay, now, let's start the lunch. After lunch, let's all sing our class song together, okay?"

The twenty or so children immediately became cheerful.

Their lunch box was filled with sweet potatoes, with only a small amount of pickled vegetables she had bought from the town, but even so, they ate well and enjoyed themselves.

After the meal, they automatically followed the words "tall and short", the girls then stood in a line in front of the boys and began to sing.

It was as if they were born full of the desire for beauty. The class song was very fast, and the singing was neat and pleasant.

Under the sunlight, every child's face was brimming with yearning for "Tomorrow will be even better". Seeing their smiles, Chu Ning finally relaxed her brows and sang along with them.