The day before the physical examination results came out, Xu Sui'an found Song Huan with the application form.
"Uncle, I've thought about it. I won't take the national examination position this time, and will instead go to Tibet to teach."
It was just spring, and the cool evening breeze blew through his thin body, but his eyes were as gentle as ever, but his eyes shone with determination.
Song Huan was stunned for a moment and sighed:
"Have you really thought about it? I thought you wanted to resign and go back to the Xu family to assist Chen Jianjin, but it would be better to go to teach as a teacher. It's just a bit harder, but you won't be able to come back for three to five years. Have you discussed it with your family?"
"No need, I can make the decision on this matter myself."
Hearing the names of the Xu family and Chen Jianjin, Xu Sui'an's heart stung. When he looked up again, the pain in his eyes had dissipated.
I'm afraid that the Xu family and Chen Jianjin would even look at him and feel disgusted, let alone miss him.
After his uncle died in the fire trying to save him in a fire of unknown origin ten years ago, his parents took Chen Jianjin home and loved him in every possible way, but they ignored him.
Just because they felt Xu Sui'an owed him a life.
