A modern female assassin, who perished with her organization, opens her eyes in the 1960s after enduring a brutal beating. Her shameless relatives stole the original host's job, seized her moth...
Chen Manman and Fu Xiaoxiao said, "We are all ready to learn from Ranran and work hard to grow and move forward. Only by strengthening ourselves can we strengthen the country." Everyone nodded in agreement. Anran was right. If we don't rely on others, how long can we rely on them?
Wang Zhaodi was under the table, clutching her clothes tightly, cursing inwardly: Why are you all pretending to be saints? You are just hypocritical bitches. You clearly want others to help you, but you still say it in a high-sounding way. You are a bunch of extremely hypocritical bitches...!
An Ran glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and sneered in her heart: I'll see how long you can hold it in. I'll be waiting for you to make a move.
An Ran looked at everyone and asked: Have you ever thought about a question?
Everyone looked at her and shook their heads, not knowing what question she was talking about.
An Ran continued to ask: Don't you want to go back to the city? Haven't you considered the issue of returning to the city in the future?
Everyone was stunned. They hadn't really considered going back. It wasn't that they didn't want to go back, but they saw no hope. Their families were ordinary, and finding a job was incredibly difficult. So, two years of living in the countryside had worn away their original faith. Returning to the city had become an unattainable luxury for them...!
Liu Tianzhu expressed what everyone was thinking. He said: Of course I want to go back to the city, but my family is an ordinary one with five or six children. My parents are just ordinary workers. They have no connections and no jobs. How can it be easy to go back to the city...!
An Ran looked at the dejected expression of the old educated youth, thought for a while and said: I think we should still have hope. The country will not always be like this, and will not ignore us. I think it is only a matter of time before we return to the city.
If you want to be a teacher here, I advise you to pick up your books and study hard now so that you can get the job.
Also, there are people in the village who are our age and have gone to school. Some may not have as high a level of education as you. I hope you will continue to learn and compete to become teachers. I hope you will not hold back and share the knowledge you have learned with those in the village who have gone to school. Because if we can move to the city one day, you will not want to stay and will definitely return. What will happen to the children then?
They will face the problem of having no teachers, and those who have been to school in the village have too low academic qualifications. That is why I told those of you who have high academic qualifications that you can become teachers without reservation and teach those who have been to school in the village.
This can be considered as making preparations for both situations. First, after you become a teacher, you can be more relaxed here.
Second, if you don't hide anything, behave well, and think about the villagers, then I think they will think of you when there is something good. This is my idea. You can think about it, right? As for how to do it, it's up to you. I can't control it.
It's said that people with small minds think differently from others, and this applies to Wang Zhaodi. At this moment, she was thinking: "It sounds nice, but it means I want to monopolize all the benefits and take all the good things for myself."
Disdainful of An Ran's expression, he said subtly, "Comrade An, that's a good point, but what if we can't return to the city? We'll teach others and they'll no longer need us. Wouldn't that be like teaching an apprentice and starving the master to death? If that's the case, what hope do we have? Unable to return to the city, unable to become teachers, we'll live our lives in a muddle. Comrade An, please help us talk to the village and get us appointed as teachers. Isn't that just a matter of a word from you?"
The old educated youth all looked unhappy and looked at Wang Zhaodi with expressions of disapproval.
Fu Xiaoxiao and the others looked at Wang Zhaodi with contempt, thinking she was too shameless.
Anran observed everyone, taking in their reactions, and was quite satisfied with their reactions.
Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Zhaodi coldly, without giving her any face, and directly exposed her thoughts and said: Let’s not talk about others first, let’s talk about you, Wang Zhaodi, why do you think I should help you?
Do I owe you something? Or do I owe you something? Why should I pamper you, speak up for you? Is it because of your pathetic pride, or your venomous scorpion mind, or perhaps because of your inferiority complex and twisted soul that I simply despise?
Wang Zhaodi was so ashamed and angry by what she said that she stood up and asked loudly: Anran, please explain clearly, why am I so twisted and vicious?
What have I done to deserve your slander? I tell you, if you don't explain yourself clearly and apologize to me, I will call the police and go to the commune. I would like to ask, can the relatives of martyrs slander others at will?
Zhou Wen and Liu Tianzhu felt that An Ran's words were a bit too much and wanted to speak up for Wang Zhaodi, but Che Jie and Fang Dong held them down on the left and right and shook their heads, signaling them not to act out of loyalty.
Liu Zhaodi and Xia Lan also wanted to say something, but were stopped by Qin Fang, who asked them to watch quietly.
Chen Manman and the others didn't react, but stood behind her to show their support for An Ran. An Ran saw and remembered everyone's reactions.
She thought to herself that if anyone dared to help Wang Zhaodi, she would make him lose everything. She would stay with Wang Zhaodi and wait for her revenge...