Last week I went back to my old home in Shuangjing to visit my grandma. When I drove past the elementary school I once attended, I caught a glimpse of the two short, dilapidated blue brick bungalows next to the school gate that were still there. Nearly thirty years ago, my PE teacher from elementary school lived there.
I still remember that the physical education teacher’s surname was Lu, and his colleagues all affectionately called him “Mainland”. Teacher Lu was born tall, broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, and possessed the strength and beauty of competitive sports. He usually doesn't talk much and is a gentle, honest, serious and responsible teacher.
I didn’t know why at the time, but Teacher Lu’s family lived in a small blue brick house next to the school gate. At that time, we often saw Teacher Lu's youngest son, a five or six-year-old boy with a tough head and a tough brain. He was smart and very lovable.
In my impression, I haven't seen Teacher Lu's lover for a long time. Usually he is a grown man living alone in a small brick house with his son. I was still young at that time, so I didn’t feel anything unusual.
Until one time, a few classmates and I were walking through the playground after finishing the blackboard report, and saw a middle-aged woman with a bloated figure and a strong figure slapped Teacher Lu in the doorway of the small brick house. In the quiet campus in the evening, the clear slap was particularly clear. Loud.
My classmates told me that the woman was Teacher Lu’s lover. She had been with the school’s academic dean for many years. Teacher Lu proposed divorce several times, but his wife did not agree. During the winter vacation not long after that, the school organized us to go to a winter camp in the suburbs. I saw Teacher Lu’s lover and the dean of students flirting and dancing with each other. The woman had timid red hair, a vulgar look, and a fat figure.
Later, after half a semester, Teacher Lu no longer taught us physical education. He still lived in the small blue brick house next to the school gate, but he became very thin and almost lost his appearance. I heard from other teachers that Teacher Lu has cancer and will not live long.
One day after school, I met an administrative leader of the school teasing Teacher Lu's young son: "Your dad made a green-headed turtle, so what is your doll? You're a little bastard! Hahahaha~" Teacher Lu's son heard this He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the leader with a pair of big eyes shining with tears, and said with trembling all over: "You hate you! You have a bad mouth and a bad ass, so you will die!"
At that time, I only thought that the way to die with a "bad mouth and a bad butt" was particularly horrific, so I was particularly impressed. Unexpectedly, only a few months later, the administrative leader who bullied Teacher Lu's son actually fell ill. It seemed to be intestinal cancer . The condition progressed very quickly, and he died of the disease not long after. I remember clearly that the arrogant and vicious administrative leader died in front of Teacher Lu.
Those who commit evil will be punished by heaven, even if they cry blood and curse from the mouth of a yellow-haired child, they can be punished. As a human being, please be kind!
An old incident that suddenly flashed into my memory was temporarily used as the material for today's story. Thirty years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and Teacher Lu’s youngest son is now nearly middle-aged, entering the vicissitudes of life, and no one knows where he is now. I only hope that fate will be kind and can make his life less ups and downs and have more sunshine and sunshine!