Zheng Changhe asked dejectedly, "Then will he be coming back?"
They held Mr. Zhou in the highest esteem, and not just because he had produced three Scholars. From the very beginning, the people of Qingnan Village had revered him as a sage. To simple country folk who hadn't seen much of the world, a Scholar like Mr. Zhou was a man of profound wisdom.
Yang Family also said, "That's right. We'll all miss him. If he doesn't come back, what's to become of the school?" Thinking of Laishou, she grew worried.
Zhang Yang waved a hand. "Don't worry about the school. Someone will come to take over teaching next year. We were supposed to start our holiday break early, but Mr. Zhou asked me, Shi Tou, and Sishun to teach for a few more days. The school won't close until the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month."
Qingmu and Zhang Huai exchanged a look, then changed the subject and began joking around again.
