I Am Just a Support Teacher

"Xi Yue, do you have to listen to your grandma when your father and mother are not at home?"

"Xi Yue is very good, Xi Yue is obedient."

"Mother Yang!" At this time, Yang Xin shouted into the phone.

"Axin." Mother Yang responded.

"Mother Yang, can you go out and talk? Don't let Xi Yue hear what I say next." Yang Xin whispered to Mama Yang.

"Okay!" Mother Yang agreed, and then told Yang Xiyue to continue drinking, and he also hurriedly left the room.

"Axin, what do you want to say." Mother Yang said to Yang Xin.

"Mother Yang, if Qingqing and I are gone, can you help me take care of Xiyue and grow up?" Yang Xinxin said in a low voice.

"What? What did you say?"

"Mother Yang, He Qingqing and I are still on the plane, but the plane has an accident, we may not be able to go back." Yang Xinchao said to Mama Yang.

Faced with such a moment, he did not hide his experience at this time.

"what?"

Mother Yang's horrified voice came on the other end of the phone.

Then, Yang Xin heard only a bang, and then the phone hung up.

Yang Xin was taken aback, guessing that the phone might have fallen to the ground.

Yang Xin tried to dial again, and then the opposite was prompted that the phone was turned off, and he dialed several times, but it was still turned off.

Yang Xin glanced at He Qingqing, and He Qingqing also glanced at him, then took out his mobile phone and broadcast a call with tears.

The phone says it's—Mom.

He Qingqing should have called her mother.

Yang Xin thought for a while, and flipped his cell phone. He opened WeChat, clicked on the WeChat group of Yang Shiban, and then started typing.

"Hello everyone, I am Teacher Yang. This may be the last moment of my life to leave a message to everyone. I am now on a plane from Hawaii to Tokyo. The plane has been hijacked by terrorists and it is difficult to survive, so I decided to stay here. Tell me my last words at the last moment."

"After I die, I hope my students can continue to study hard and make contributions to the country after graduation."

"After I die, all my property will be donated to the country. I hope that the country can use my property to continue to maintain the dream scholarship and the operation of the school I funded."

"After I die, I am most worried about my daughter Xiyue. I don't want her to know that I am dead and sad. Please tell her that I have gone a long way. I will come back to see her when she grows up. "

"After I die, please don't feel sorry for me, because my whole life... is worth..."

While Yang Xin was typing, Mother Yang called again, but Yang Xin did not answer. He needs to explain all the last words clearly in the group.

After leaving his last words in the group, Yang Xin did not read the WeChat group that had been fried, and ignored the person who sent him a message and called.

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly had the urge to contact that person.

At this time, He Qingqing was talking to her mother. During the call, the mother and daughter cried heartbreakingly.

Suddenly, Yang Xin also thought of his biological mother.

He searched through the address book and found a phone number with the note "Mother Chen Fei Fei".

Looking at this number, he hesitated to call it.

Just when he hesitated, countless phone calls were being made to his cell phone, including Yang's mother, Tian Jiajia, Liu Zichen, and many other names he knew well.

But for these calls, he hung up one by one.

He turned his head and looked at He Qingqing, and found that He Qingqing was still on the phone with her mother.

Turning his head again, Yang Xin didn't have any hesitation, he chose to dial this number.

Less than three seconds after the call was made, the other party was connected.

"Ms. Yang, what's the matter with you calling me?" A middle-aged woman's voice came on the other end of the phone.

"That..." Yang Xin wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it anymore.

"Ms. Yang, is there anything wrong with you?" On the other end of the phone, Mengyue continued to ask Yang Xin.

"Ms. Hu... Do you still remember your lost son in 1997?" Yang Xin finally plucked up the courage to ask the other party.

"Teacher Yang, do you know the whereabouts of my son?" Hu Mengyue's tone on the other end of the phone became anxious when she heard Yang Xin's words.

"That child is me." Yang Xin said in a hoarse tone: "I was thrown at the door of the Dazhou Welfare Institute. When the orphanage adopted me, he took a photo of me. The child in the photo was with you. The picture of the child on the missing person notice is exactly the same."

"This……"

Hearing Yang Xin's Hua, Gu Mengyue on the other end of the phone fell into a look of shock.

After a while, she asked in a trembling tone: "You, you mean, you are my son?"

"Yes, if you don't believe me, you can ask Mama Yang. She found your missing person notice. She also has a photo of me when I was a kid."

Yang Xinchao Gu Mengyue said: "I call you this because I want to tell you this. Okay, I have other things, so I just hang up."

After saying this, Yang Xin hung up the phone altogether.

Just when Yang Xin hung up the phone, on the other side, Hu Mengyue fell into sluggishness.

She couldn't believe that the famous teacher Yang was actually her son?

Just when she was shocked and incredulous, she rushed in.

"Mom, it's not good, something happened."

It was Concubine Chen and Little Sister Chen who ran in.

Hearing the panicking voices of the two daughters, Mengyue recovered from her unbelievable look.

"What's the matter?" she asked her two daughters.

"Mom, Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, he, he, he, he..." Concubine Chen said anxiously to her mother, perhaps because she was too eager to say what she said was incomplete.

"Do you also know?" Mengyue asked in surprise when she heard her daughter's words.

"Everyone in the whole group knows." Concubine Chen said hastily.

When she spoke, her tears flowed down like she didn't need money.

Little Chen on the side saw her sister crying, and she started crying too.

"You guys, why are you crying, isn't this a good thing?" Gu Mengyue said in surprise.

"What a good thing, mother, do you still have a conscience? Teacher Yang is about to die, and you still said this is a good thing..." Chen Xiaoxiao suddenly shouted accusingly when she heard Gu Mengyue's words.

"What? Teacher Yang is dying?"

Mengyue was shocked when she heard the words of her daughter~www.ltnovel.com~.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with Teacher Yang?" Hu Mengyue asked her daughter eagerly.

"So you didn't know, we thought you knew." Concubine Chen said.

"What do I know? Tell me, what happened to Teacher Yang?" So Mengyue asked her two daughters anxiously.

"Let's take a look. This is a screenshot from Teacher Yang." Concubine Chen turned on her mobile phone and showed the screenshot to her mother.

So Mengyue quickly took the phone and looked at the screenshot above carefully.

But looking at it, her tears seemed to burst.

When she read all the screenshots, she started to cry.