The "goodness" engraved in the heart

At noon this day, a gentlewoman selected a set of furniture in our store. Unlike other customers who were hesitant to look left and right, she looked clean and didn't haggle too much with the owner on the price. The boss felt that such customers are easy to deceive, so he gave me a wink when loading the goods, signaling me to load the scratched coffee table into the car, trying to muddle through.

This time my back pain again, loading the car very hard. When I got to the woman's house and moved the furniture down, I felt even more uncomfortable. The slightest movement of the furniture, my lumbar spines like pins and needles pain, face bean sweat direct.

It just so happened that the colleague who came along to move the furniture had left because of an emergency at home. During this time of waiting for other colleagues to help, I planned to move some smaller furniture first.

The woman saw that I was struggling to move, and rushed to help me move. I didn't expect her to be so strong as she looked so gentle.

When moving to the coffee table, I remembered that the left leg of the coffee table has a scratch, I was very nervous, and when lifting I exaggerated to make the appearance of lumbar pain, deliberately shaking the coffee table around so that she did not notice the scratch.

The coffee table is placed, but the woman still found the scratch, she was first surprised, and then asked me what was going on.

I inspected the scratch as if by accident, and then said in a reproachful tone, "Ugh, did you accidentally scratch it when you lifted it?"

The woman shook her head and said, "I have been very careful, I did not touch anything ah."

I helplessly spread both hands and said coldly: "I'm not sure about that!"

The woman picked up the phone and was ready to call the owner of the furniture store, but she suddenly put down the phone again and looked at me with a faint smile and said gently, "Forget it, the scratch is not very obvious, if you have to exchange it, you have to work hard to move it one more time. I see that your back is hurting badly, it's better to go back and get some rest."

Her words made me feel both warm and cold. The warmth was her kindness in thinking of others, and the coldness was my behavior, what a contrast with her! My guilt was like a cold breeze that got into my cuffs and made me shiver involuntarily.

I came home, and before sitting down, my wife said to me anxiously, that she just went to school to pick up her son did not receive, listening to classmates said that because of disruption in class, my son was class teacher Chen severely criticized, my son can not stand after school left alone. But until now, I have not seen my son back.

"I blame Mr. Chen, who can educate children like this, I have to go to him to argue." The wife said indignantly.

We called our relatives and friends, but there was no news from our son. We had no choice but to go to Mr. Chen first to find out the details.

Coincidentally, to my surprise, the woman who bought the furniture was Mr. Chen's wife. Mr. Chen was not at home, and his wife said he had not returned from school until now. We expressed our intention directly, and Mr. Chen's wife rushed to call Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen said on the phone, that he criticized my son, he noticed that my son's mood is not quite right, and just heard from his classmates that my son has not been home after school, and now he is looking around, so we do not worry to wait at his home.

Not long after, Mr. Chen called to say that my son had been found. It turned out that Mr. Chen had called several students who were close to my son, and they all said that my son liked to surf the Internet, so Mr. Chen searched the nearby Internet cafes one by one and found my son.

Soon, Mr. Chen came back with my son. I said excitedly to Mr. Chen, "Mr. Chen, thank you for helping us find my son, and thank you for being so strict with my son. We are lucky to have such a responsible teacher like you!"

Knowing that everyone was so anxious to find him, my son recognized his mistake and promised to listen carefully in the future.

When we said goodbye and returned home, I remembered the scratch on that coffee table at Mr. Chen's house. I told my wife about the coffee table, and my wife immediately asked me to give Mr. Chen's home for a new coffee table, but also blamed me should not be the boss's "accomplice" to cheating guests.

Chen's teacher's wife's understanding, tolerance, and kindness touched us, and Chen's teacher's love for students and responsibility touched us, so we know how to stand in the perspective of others to think about the problem.

The next day, my wife and I came to Mr. Chen's house, explained the situation of the coffee table, to give them a new coffee table. Mr. Chen's wife, however, pointed to the coffee table to show me. Only to see the original scratch place was carved a bright red "good" word.

"This is my husband's carving, he likes seal carving, so he carved this word along with the original scratch. Now, this coffee table has more charm, and I can't bear to change it!" Chen's wife said with a smile.

The distinctive coffee table seems to have given birth to a warm, lingering goodwill in the air, and the bright red word "good" has permeated my body and been engraved on my heart forever!