บท 232: A Prophecy Comes True

In an apartment in the southern suburbs of Jiangcheng City.

A retired old man sat in the yard and looked at the flowers and plants he had planted this year.

As a former primary school teacher, Zhang Shunli liked to plant flowers and plants after he retired.

He liked these flowers and plants.

He especially liked to watch them grow from tender buds, blossoms, and bear fruit.

As he watched the butterflies fluttering in the flowers, he would always think of his own life.

He was the kind of teacher who taught students from the first grade to the sixth grade!

One after another cute kids were sent to him.

Then, they grew taller and bigger, and they graduated from his class childishly.

Year after year and day after day.

He grew from a young man in high spirits to a man with white hair on his temples. Then one day, the leader of the school came, and the leader of the city's Education Bureau also came.