Excellent Teacher

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Liu Xingfang is a middle school Chinese teacher, now in her forties. She is not only a homeroom teacher for one class but also teaches Chinese to several other classes, a demanding workload. Ms. Liu's lectures are enthusiastic and eloquent, earning her unanimous praise from both teachers and students. Her classes consistently achieve top results in the district, and several of her students have won national essay competition awards. Due to her outstanding work, Ms. Liu was promoted to senior teacher early on. Her later honors, such as the city's "March 8th Red Banner Bearer" and the city's "Model Worker" in the education system, are largely due to her numerous inspiring deeds. Let's go back to her university graduation. Fresh out of teacher's college, Liu Xingfang was in her prime, full of passion for education. Just thinking about the innocent faces of her students filled her with energy, even making her indifferent to romance. As the saying goes, "When a daughter comes of age, she should marry." Her parents were anxious about her marriage. They sought matchmakers everywhere. Soon, a young man named Meng Qingkui was introduced to Liu Xingfang. Meng Qingkui came from a working-class family. After his father retired, he took over the business. He was honest and hardworking, which Liu Xingfang's parents liked. After dating Meng Qingkui for a while, Liu Xingfang also found him to be a kind and simple man. Six months later, they got married, and soon after, a baby boy was born. A few years later, Meng Qingkui was promoted to deputy director of the workshop, and Liu Xingfang was also promoted to head of the Chinese language teaching and research group. Although the couple lacked common ground, they trusted each other, and their relationship was relatively stable. After becoming the head of the teaching and research group, Liu Xingfang not only set high standards for herself but also made new demands on the other teachers in the group. One of them, a male teacher named Zhang Wei, enjoyed creating literary works, writing novels or poems, and couldn't concentrate on his teaching work. Teacher Liu often talked to him, helping him to properly balance his work and personal interests. Meng Qingkui happened to see his wife chatting with Zhang Wei in the office several times when he came to the school, which made him very uncomfortable. Especially seeing Teacher Zhang's handsome appearance and gentle manner, he felt a little jealous. Zhang Wei had always admired Teacher Liu and would always take the initiative to communicate with her whenever she had time. The two would chat so enthusiastically that they often forgot about school dismissal time. After Liu Xingfang returned home, Meng Qingkui repeatedly questioned her, but Teacher Liu patiently explained, and Meng Qingkui gradually dispelled his concerns. However, he began to pay attention to his wife's interactions with Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei was completely unaware of this. To ask Teacher Liu for professional advice, he would even visit her at home, which made Meng Qingkui very unhappy. Liu Xingfang always received Zhang Wei very warmly, and subtly suggested that he communicate with her at school instead, citing reasons such as their poor financial situation and their child's crying. Whether at home or at school, Meng Qingkui felt that his wife's relationship with Zhang Wei was dangerous. He finally confronted Liu Xingfang, demanding that she stop seeing Zhang Wei so closely. If she didn't speak up, Meng Qingkui would have a face-to-face meeting with Zhang Wei. Liu Xingfang was very worried about her husband's words and actions. It wasn't that she had been caught cheating on with Zhang Wei; the main concern was that if her husband confronted Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei would be wronged and even humiliated, and she, as the head of the teaching and research group, would lose face. Seeing Meng Qingkui's agitated and incoherent state, his face flushed, Liu Xingfang gradually realized the seriousness of the problem and agreed to her husband's request. Liu Xingfang then arranged for a deputy head of the teaching and research group to tutor Zhang Wei. Although Teacher Liu no longer specifically tutored Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei still respected her greatly, greeting her warmly and asking about her well-being. Moreover, Teacher Liu would give him professional guidance at school whenever she had time. Zhang Wei performed excellently in several open classes organized by the Education Bureau, which greatly pleased Liu Xingfang. Meng Qingkui's factory suffered severe losses and eventually went bankrupt. Because of his low level of education, advanced age, and his previous position as a workshop foreman (a minor official post), he struggled to find suitable employment and ultimately became unemployed. The family of three relied entirely on Ms. Liu for their livelihood. Ms. Liu was very ambitious; she encouraged her husband to study and try to get a vocational skills certificate. To supplement their income, she worked part-time at night school in her spare time, in addition to her heavy teaching load. After several months, she was exhausted and haggard. Meng Qingkui, staying at home, began to drink heavily and his temper worsened. He not only beat and scolded his son but also frequently made sarcastic remarks to his wife. Especially in their sex life, Meng Qingkui was even more vigorous than when he was a workshop foreman. Whenever he wanted to have sex, whether Ms. Liu was tutoring their son or cooking, he would find an excuse to pull his wife into the bedroom and lock the door from the inside. At first, Liu Xingfang didn't complain; she understood her husband's disappointment. But over time, Liu Xingfang noticed that her husband not only had no intention of finding work, but also that whenever she showed any dissatisfaction in their sex life, Meng Qingkui would always bring up Zhang Wei, which made Liu Xingfang feel angry and even humiliated. She vaguely sensed that her husband actually harbored resentment towards Zhang Wei. As marital conflicts gradually accumulated, Liu Xingfang felt increasingly devoid of female pleasure and happiness in her sex life. Instead, she found herself merely fulfilling her duties as a wife. The thought of her marriage filled her with inexplicable melancholy and sadness. On countless sleepless nights, she would reflect on her past: in her youth, she understood nothing of love, devoting all her energy to teaching and knowing nothing about marriage. With age, she gained a deeper understanding of love and marriage. Especially at work, when she encountered many outstanding men, she often felt inexplicably impulsive. But often, unrealistic thoughts would flash through her mind. She had accepted her marriage, especially after the birth of her son. One winter night, Ms. Liu returned home from her part-time job at night school, arriving after 11 p.m. Hungry, cold, and exhausted, she found her son asleep, head down, on the sofa, with a half-eaten bowl of instant noodles beside him. Meng Qingkui was watching a romantic drama on TV, drinking alcohol with peanuts. Meng Qingkui was overjoyed at his wife's arrival. Drunk, he lunged at her, trying to drag Liu Xingfang into the bedroom. Liu Xingfang glared at him, quickly taking her son into the small room and covering him with a blanket. Meng Qingkui again pulled Liu Xingfang's hand into the bedroom. Liu Xingfang couldn't hold back any longer and angrily shouted, "Meng Qingkui, you're not a man at all! You're a beast!" Her angry shout was particularly piercing, and the sound of her son crying came from his room. Meng Qingkui, his face flushed and reeking of alcohol, shouted, "Teacher Liu, you're an intellectual, and I'm scum! You're starting to despise me? If you're so capable, don't marry me! I'll go to your principal tomorrow and report you, you ungrateful, stinking intellectual!" School, school, school. Whenever Meng Qingkui mentioned going to school, Teacher Liu felt a chill run down her spine. The school was her life's support, and also her weakest point. Tears streaming down her face, Liu Xingfang ran into her son's room. Meng Qingkui went into the bedroom, slamming the door shut. Soon, loud snoring filled the room. As dawn broke, Liu Xingfang tried to convince herself that everything would change once her husband went to work; he was just in a bad mood. While caring for her husband and son, Liu Xingfang kept an eye out for job postings, hoping to help Meng Qingkui find work. Sometimes, Meng Qingkui would ask Liu Xingfang for money, saying he was going to look for work, but he would spend the whole day there, returning home drunk with several bottles of alcohol. Summer vacation arrived. The school arranged a trip to Dalian for outstanding teachers. When Meng Qingkui overheard Liu Xingfang casually mention that Zhang Wei was on the list of outstanding teachers, his face showed obvious displeasure, and his lips moved slightly. At the seaside, Liu Xingfang felt an unprecedented sense of freedom and joy. During the trip, Zhang Wei was very attentive to Liu Xingfang, often bringing fruit to her room. Knowing that too many people would gossip, Liu Xingfang always asked her roommate, Wang Hong, to help with the reception to avoid misunderstandings. Back from her trip, Liu Xingfang was still immersed in happiness. Even her behavior towards Meng Qingkui was quite different from before. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Liu Xingfang not only showed no aversion to Meng Qingkui's sexual advances, but even became somewhat proactive. This, however, made Meng Qingkui very suspicious. When Meng Qingkui went to the convenience store to buy alcohol, he happened to run into Teacher Wang Hong. Meng Qingkui tried every means to steer the conversation towards Zhang Wei. Wang Hong, unaware of the hidden story, talked at length about how Zhang Wei had treated Teacher Liu with great respect and care during the trip. Meng Qingkui was consumed by jealousy, believing that his wife was still having an affair with Zhang Wei, which explained her excitement upon returning from the beach. Wang Hong, seeing Meng Qingkui's silence and ashen face, didn't know what had happened. Late that night, during sex with Liu Xingfang, Meng Qingkui even mentioned Zhang Wei, brazenly asking if Liu Xingfang had enjoyed her time with Zhang Wei at the beach. Liu Xingfang stared at her husband in utter shock, speechless. Meng Qingkui smugly said, "If you don't want people to know, don't do it in the first place," and began to grope Liu Xingfang, trying to examine certain parts of her body. Liu Xingfang instantly burst into tears, slapping Meng Qingkui hard across the face and shouting, "You bastard, Meng!" Meng Qingkui thought to himself, if his wife and Zhang Wei had nothing going on, why was she so agitated, even hitting him to protect that pretty boy? Meng Qingkui grabbed Liu Xingfang's hair, viciously saying, "You bitch, you're fucking shameless! If I ever catch you two, you'll both suffer a terrible death! Intellectuals, my foot! Intellectuals are the most shameless!" Suddenly, Meng Qingkui released her, kicking her hard. Liu Xingfang rolled off the bed, her head hitting the floor with a thud. She felt a wave of dizziness, and blood slowly trickled from her nostrils. Liu Xingfang braced herself with her arms, trying to get up.But she was in excruciating pain all over her body and could only lie on the floor, panting. Meng Qingkui turned off the bedroom light and quickly fell into a deep sleep. Liu Xingfang lay on the floor all night. At the crack of dawn, she finally managed to move herself to the sofa and stand up, leaning against the wall. In that instant, a strong thought flashed through her mind: divorce, she had to get a divorce! Liu Xingfang quietly went into her son's room. The child was still fast asleep, and tears welled up in her eyes. Liu Xingfang went to the bathroom to put on makeup and used a few strands of hair to cover a small bruise on her forehead. Liu Xingfang carried her backpack and walked laboriously towards the school, her steps heavy, her heart bleeding. As she approached the school gate, Liu Xingfang was already radiant and full of energy, smiling and greeting the students at the school gate. Liu Xingfang was a completely different person whenever she stepped onto the podium, which sometimes even she found unbelievable. But when she started her way home, her steps became incredibly heavy again. She didn't want to go home; she wanted to be at school forever, forever with her students. But she had a lovely son, and to outsiders, she had a happy family and a loving husband. Since that night when Meng Qingkui humiliated her, returning home felt like entering a strange place. Only when she saw her son would she show a bitter smile. After dinner, she would stay in her son's room and not come out. Meng Qingkui would wander around the room, coldly watching Liu Xingfang, before slipping out again. Liu Xingfang stayed in her son's room until very late. Only after her son fell asleep and she heard Meng Qingkui snoring from the bedroom did she sneak back and carefully get into bed. In the darkness, she stared at the ceiling, her expression dazed. She didn't know how much time had passed, but as she was drifting off to sleep, Meng Qingkui suddenly rolled over, pinning her down and roughly tearing off her underwear. Liu Xingfang struggled desperately. Meng Qingkui pinched her back and thighs hard, saying viciously, "If you dare to scream, I'll embarrass you in front of your son, in front of the neighbors, and at school!" Meng Qingkui was incredibly strong, and Liu Xingfang was no match for him. She quickly became motionless, like a dead person, allowing the man to vent his lust on her. When Meng Qingkui resumed his snoring, Liu Xingfang was so distressed she almost fainted. Countless nights were spent in this fear and humiliation. Teacher Liu had dedicated her beautiful youth to the school, and the school had given her so much in return. Liu Xingfang was content; she didn't want her marriage to affect her image among the students. She couldn't imagine Meng Qingkui drunkenly storming into the school and causing a scene—it would be a tremendous disgrace to her. If that happened, she would disappear from the world without hesitation. Although Liu Xingfang tried her best to hide it at school, her increasingly haggard appearance was noticed by the principal. The old principal kindly advised her to take care of her health and not overwork herself. Liu Xingfang always smiled and nodded, but after walking away, tears streamed down her face. The thought of divorce churned in her mind. Divorce, only divorce could end all the humiliation. Although her child would suffer some emotional loss in the future, she, as a mother, would do her best to make up for it. Liu Xingfang asked Meng Qingkui to take her son back to her parents' home for a few days, which was met with strong opposition. But Liu Xingfang still found an opportunity to take her son back to her parents' home. As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father, and no one knows a daughter better than her mother. Liu Xingfang's mother immediately noticed that something was wrong with her daughter and quickly asked her many questions. In order not to cause her elderly parents too much grief, Liu Xingfang's thought of divorce suddenly disappeared, and she spoke evasively. When her mischievous son accidentally lifted Liu Xingfang's clothes, her mother still saw several obvious bruises on her back. Liu Xingfang forced a smile and only said that her son had hurt her. Liu Xingfang's mother kept shaking her head and sighing, while her father remained silent. Meng Qingkui soon came to the door. Liu Xingfang's father called him into the inner room alone, from which Meng Qingkui's confident voice could be heard. As Meng Qingkui left with Liu Xingfang and their son, the white-haired mother kept urging, "Live well, be considerate of each other." Watching her daughter and grandson slowly walk away, the old mother couldn't hold back her tears, which streamed down her face. Late at night, when Meng Qingkui once again pinned Liu Xingfang down, she said expressionlessly, "Let's get a divorce." Meng Qingkui paused for a moment, then sneered, "Divorce is fine, I'll talk about it after I finish my work." Meng Qingkui stripped Liu Xingfang naked and then yanked down his own shorts. He straddled her, thrusting his body like a mad dog. The next day, Liu Xingfang felt unusually relieved because she had made the decision to divorce, which was the most important thing. After finishing her first class, she returned to the teaching and research office when a teacher suddenly entered and said, "Group Leader Liu, your husband is here." Hearing this, Liu Xingfang felt a chill run down her spine: What? Meng Qingkui is here? Meng Qingkui used to come to the school often, but he only ever stood at the school gate. Why is he here today? Before Liu Xingfang could finish thinking, she saw Meng Qingkui walk into the teaching and research office with a big smile on his face. A female teacher pulled out a chair for Meng Qingkui, and Zhang Wei quickly made a cup of tea and brought it over. Meng Qingkui glanced at Zhang Wei several times and smiled, "You must be Teacher Zhang Wei. Group Leader Liu always praises you, saying you're very handsome!" Teacher Zhang Wei smiled, "Not at all, I should be thanking Teacher Liu for her guidance." Liu Xingfang also forced a smile. Several teachers quickly left, leaving only Liu Xingfang and Meng Qingkui in the teaching and research office. Liu Xingfang: Why are you here? Can't you talk at home? Meng Qingkui: Aren't you getting a divorce? I came to see the groom. Liu Xingfang's face showed disgust. Meng Qingkui: I also planned to visit the principal today. I don't believe that you intellectuals look down on us roughnecks. Liu Xingfang remained silent. She was mentally prepared, knowing that Meng Qingkui would eventually use this tactic to threaten her. She had already decided that as long as she could get a divorce, she wouldn't care about anything else. Honor, status, other people's gossip—she could ignore them all. Liu Xingfang's composure surprised Meng Qingkui. He knew Liu Xingfang well, knowing how important the school was to this woman. He thought that if he talked to the principal about the divorce, Liu Xingfang would be frightened and obediently surrender, but today Liu Xingfang's calmness took Meng Qingkui by surprise. Liu Xingfang: "Go ahead and talk to them. It's just a divorce, it's a woman's normal right. I believe the principal will respect my choice." Meng Qingkui paused for a moment, then sneered: "Heh, is it that simple? Besides the divorce, I'll also talk to the principal about Zhang Wei!" Liu Xingfang was shocked. Meng Qingkui was actually going to use such despicable means to prevent the divorce. Liu Xingfang thought to herself, "I've come to this point; I can't blame fate, I can only suffer the consequences." But what did Teacher Zhang Wei do to deserve this? Why is he taking the blame for me? Seeing Liu Xingfang speechless, Meng Qingkui said smugly, "As a husband, if you find out your wife has done something shameful with another man, you should have the most say. I believe the old principal will believe me. Just wait and see how you'll be humiliated and disgraced. Heh heh, want a divorce? Dream on!" Liu Xingfang suddenly felt dizzy and trembled all over. She felt like her fifteen-year marriage was a demon tightly binding her, making it hard to breathe. Meng Qingkui patted Liu Xingfang's shoulder and said gently, "Teacher Liu, don't get a divorce. I have a husband and children, and they all depend on you to support them. Go home early after school." After saying that, Meng Qingkui left happily. Liu Xingfang felt suffocated. She slowly walked out of the teaching and research office and stood on the corridor of the seventh floor. For a moment, she really wanted to jump. But she found that her whole body was limp and she had no strength left. At that moment, she suddenly understood that choosing death also requires immense resolve and courage. On her way home, Liu Xingfang's mind went blank, and she inexplicably walked into a supermarket and bought a folding fruit knife. As she walked out of the supermarket with the knife in her hand, a terrifying yet thrilling scene suddenly appeared before her eyes: she forcefully raised the knife and stabbed someone viciously; the cold light flashed, and blood splattered. Late at night, Meng Qingkui, having satisfied his lust on Liu Xingfang, began to snort again. Liu Xingfang stared at the man she had lived with for fifteen years in the darkness, her heart surging. She knew that the fruit knife was under her pillow; as long as she made her decision, all the humiliation would end. Liu Xingfang suddenly remembered her first encounter with that man fifteen years ago, and remembered that her son still carried that man's blood. Liu Xingfang gasped for breath in the darkness, her hands trembling uncontrollably. In the following days, Liu Xingfang used that fruit knife to peel apples for her son and also for Meng Qingkui. She was still hesitating and undecided. Meng Qingkui noticed that Liu Xingfang had bought a new fruit knife and praised its incredible sharpness. One evening, Meng Qingkui became inexplicably excited and drank a whole bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor). Liu Xingfang only drank a small bowl of porridge before half-lying on the living room sofa. Meng Qingkui sent his son to his room to do his homework and then proceeded to undress Liu Xingfang in the living room. Liu Xingfang struggled fiercely. Fueled by alcohol, Meng Qingkui pressed his body against Liu Xingfang's, roughly pulling down her pants while whispering, his breath reeking of alcohol, "Liu Xingfang, stop thinking about that pretty boy. I may be a roughneck, but we're still husband and wife." Liu Xingfang bent her legs tightly, unable to move once her underwear and outer pants were pulled down to her knees. Meng Qingkui's lust intensified. He held Liu Xingfang's neck with one hand and grabbed the fruit knife from the coffee table with the other, beginning to frantically slash at her outer pants and underwear. Liu Xingfang's face turned bright red, her eyes glaring fiercely at Meng Qingkui, bloodshot. Suddenly, she mustered all her strength, broke free from Meng Qingkui, and bit down hard on the hand that was holding her neck. Meng Qingkui let out a scream.She collapsed to the ground. Liu Xingfang, clutching her tattered trousers, stood up and rushed outside. Meng Qingkui scrambled to his feet, fruit knife in hand, and chased after her. Just as Liu Xingfang rounded a few stairwells, Meng Qingkui's piercing scream echoed from the darkness, followed by the sound of heavy objects tumbling down the stairs. A deathly silence fell. After ten hours of emergency treatment at the hospital, Meng Qingkui survived, but due to irreversible damage to his spinal nerves, he was left paralyzed from the waist down. When the attending physician solemnly informed the family of this news, Liu Xingfang felt a fleeting, inexplicable joy, which quickly vanished, replaced by overwhelming sorrow. Regardless, Liu Xingfang knew that the man who would spend the rest of his life bedridden was her legal husband, and she would undeniably shoulder her moral responsibility. Of course, she would also have to bear the astronomical medical bills with her frail body. Looking at Meng Qingkui lying in the hospital bed, Liu Xingfang felt a pang of guilt. She thought that if she hadn't resisted back then, perhaps none of this would have happened. Even though her marriage to Meng Qingkui would have existed in name only, at least Meng Qingkui would still be a normal person. Even after the divorce, he could have his own normal choices. But now, everything had become simpler. Knowing that Teacher Liu Xingfang's family had suffered a major misfortune, the principal led officials at all levels to visit and offer condolences, instructing Teacher Liu to raise any requests she might have, and that the school would do its best to help. After Meng Qingkui's accident, the thought of divorce had completely vanished from Liu Xingfang's mind. She knew how valid her previous reasons for divorce had been; the truth was entirely on her side. But now, if she divorced, the truth would be entirely on the side of that paraplegic man, on the side of so-called social justice, and she would bear the strong condemnation of public opinion. Besides caring for Meng Qingkui and her son, Liu Xingfang devoted the rest of her energy to teaching. She knew that only her career could give her comfort and solace; only being with her students could make her feel the meaning of her existence in this world. Liu Xingfang worked part-time at several night schools. Meng Qingkui's factory had long since closed down. The school had launched a fundraising campaign for her misfortune, but Meng Qingkui's exorbitant medical expenses still left her struggling. She just wanted to earn more money. During the years Meng Qingkui was bedridden, he spent most of his time watching TV and reading newspapers. Sometimes he would talk to Liu Xingfang about the children, daily necessities, and family matters. Under Liu Xingfang's meticulous care, Meng Qingkui's health improved significantly. Liu Xingfang bought a single bed and placed it next to Meng Qingkui. Every night, when Meng Qingkui saw Liu Xingfang walking around in thin underwear, her eyes always radiating a strange light. Liu Xingfang knew what Meng Qingkui was thinking, what he wanted. But even when he was still a normal man, Liu Xingfang had already considered him dead; now he wasn't even a normal man anymore. Sometimes Liu Xingfang came home very late, and Meng Qingkui would always bring up Zhang Wei, carefully observing Liu Xingfang's expression, hoping to discern some connection between his wife's late returns and Zhang Wei. When Liu Xingfang indifferently took off her coat, put on her underwear, and crawled into the single bed, Meng Qingkui would always sigh a few times, sometimes shedding a few tears. Over the years, Liu Xingfang invented a new teaching method for Chinese language instruction, which, after a successful pilot program, is now being promoted throughout the city. Due to Liu Xingfang's outstanding academic achievements, coupled with her touching story of caring for her husband for many years without ever abandoning him, she was quickly recognized by the city's education system as a model worker, a "March 8th Red Banner Bearer," and a "May 1st Model Worker." Liu Xingfang's touching story has moved countless people; newspapers, radio, and television have all featured her in special reports, and journalists frequently come to the school to interview her, but she has repeatedly declined. However, if it is an interview organized by the Education Bureau or other government departments to recognize outstanding individuals, Ms. Liu must fully cooperate. Liu Xingfang knows that as a teacher, her career is reaching a new peak; while as a forty-year-old woman, the last bloom of her life is slowly withering under her watchful gaze. [The End]

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