As the applause subsided, Political Commissar Chen continued, “You may not know, but Comrade An Moxue’s parents both sacrificed their lives in the line of duty. They were revolutionary comrades who had repeatedly distinguished themselves in service. Later, Comrade An Moxue followed her parents’ wishes and went to the countryside to support national construction, becoming an educated youth. In the area where she was an educated youth, she repeatedly distinguished herself by arresting many criminals. She is an outstanding successor to the revolution. If any other students are unaware of this and try to slander Comrade An Moxue, please speak up for her. Thank you.” After finishing speaking, Political Commissar Chen solemnly saluted the students.

Principal Geng added, "Political Commissar Chen, rest assured, we will publish a formal statement in the school magazine explaining the situation regarding An Moxue. We will absolutely not allow her to suffer any humiliation she should have to endure."

After Political Commissar Chen finished expressing what he wanted to say, he said to Principal Geng, "I would like to have a few words with Comrade An alone."

Principal Geng said, "Please, both of you."

Political Commissar Chen and An Moxue left the classroom and found a secluded spot. He spoke first, saying, "Moxue, when do you have time to go back to the Xiongshi Regiment and give the soldiers some pointers on martial arts? Let those new recruits know what it means to be outmatched and to be able to reach greater heights."

An Moxue thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Brother Chen, you really know how to make things difficult for people. Our Xiongshi Corps is still short of fierce generals! I'm quite busy with my studies, so let's have summer vacation! I'll go for two days."

Political Commissar Chen said, "We don't lack them, but we lack dragons. We need dragons to suppress them so they'll realize they're nothing special. It's settled then, no backing out! Remember, the Xiongshi Corps will always be your home, and you're always welcome back, especially if you've been wronged. The Xiongshi Corps will back you up."

"good."

Political Commissar Chen sighed and said, "Our old regimental commander would be heartbroken to see you like this. Back then, he was determined to give you the best of everything in the world. How could he bear to see you suffer so much?"

"I'm doing fine now, really, Brother Chen, I still have you all!"

"Okay, remember you still have the Lion Corps. I'm leaving now." After saying that, Political Commissar Chen patted her shoulder lightly and strode away.

An Moxue quietly returned to the classroom. Principal Geng and the others had already left, and the teacher had started the lesson.

She returned to her seat and listened attentively to the lesson.

When you're focused on learning, time always flies by, and before you know it, get out of class is over.

She sat at her desk, reviewing the lessons she had missed yesterday. Several classmates walked over, and when she looked up, the first classmate stood up straight in front of her and said earnestly, "An, I misunderstood you. I apologize." Then he bowed to her.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth, until there were more than ten people left. Only then did An Moxue stand up from her seat and say to the class, "When something like this happens, it doesn't matter whether there's a misunderstanding or not, and there's no need for you to apologize to me. Let's just get along like before. What do you all think?"

"Okay." A chorus of responses rang out in the classroom, followed by the students' relieved voices.

An Moxue smiled and sat down. There is one advantage to highly educated people: most of them are very easy to communicate with.

Then she asked the classmate next to her, "Lihong, I've been away from school for half a day. Did something happen? When I came here this morning, I didn't see many people on the way. Even when I did see them, they seemed to be in a hurry and didn't want to say much."

Lihong looked around and whispered, "Yesterday afternoon, a large number of police officers and soldiers came to our school and arrested a group of people, including teachers and students, and people from every college. Some people say that these people are spies, so everyone is being very careful now."

"Ah! But why is Liu Daidi still so arrogant, unafraid of these things? And why is he targeting me so much?"

Lihong looked at her with a complicated expression, unsure whether she should say anything.

“Speak up, I’m not a petty person, what can’t I say?”

She glanced at her and said, "You don't live on campus, you don't eat at school, and you leave right after class, so you don't know a lot about what's going on in the class. Take this Liu Daidi, for example. Her grandparents were supposedly servants of a wealthy family in the old society, bound by a life-or-death contract. Her parents were also servants to wealthy families when they were young. So, they have the confidence, their family background is clean, and they act tough!"

An Moxue exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? You can do that?"

Li Hong rolled her eyes at her. "Why not? Back in the day, these were all assets. Who would dare to touch them?"

“But now—” An Moxue understood immediately. They had become accustomed to the convenience that this identity brought them in that era. It was an identity, but also a weapon.

Seeing that she had stopped talking, Li Hong knew that she understood what she meant, so she stopped talking about it and asked about other things.

"Mo Xue, you went to the police station yesterday, you weren't tortured, were you?"

An Moxue smiled and said, "No, it's just for show."

Lihong pointed to the textbook and said, "I see you studying these with great interest, but it gives me a headache. How am I supposed to study them in the future!"

An Moxue said casually, "It's alright! My dad has always liked telling me history since I was little, so I'm used to it. What about you? You don't like this major, so why did you choose it?"

Li Hong looked dejected and said, "I didn't apply! I was assigned here. I originally applied for Modern Literature, and I wanted to work at a publishing house after graduation, become a senior editor, and be awesome, expressing my emotions and upholding justice through words."

An Moxue comforted her, "Hmm~ This major is good too, good luck!"

The school bell rang, and the two stopped chatting.

At noon, An Moxue went home for lunch. When Old Ma saw that she was still in good health and had a smile on her face, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the rumors at school would not have much of an impact on her.

He received a letter from Village Chief Guo that morning. Remembering what Village Chief Guo mentioned in the letter, he asked, "Mo Xue, when can we implement our plan?"

An Moxue thought of the matter Wu Sicheng had asked for her and said, "We have to wait. It's not the right time yet. However, we can organize the villagers to learn, and when the time is right, we can immediately start production. But don't make a fuss about it."

"I understand that. But if that's the case, have you thought about what to do with our ancestral home in the county?"

An Moxue said, "Uncle Ma, speaking of this, I was thinking of having you go back for the summer vacation! How about we build the house when you get back?"

Old Ma said happily, "Great! But, with such a large area, have you planned it out?"

“I’ve been drawing up blueprints these days. I’m thinking of setting up our office there in the future, so we can use half of it for living and the other half for the company to store our belongings. Once I’ve finished drawing them all, I’ll show them to you and we can make revisions and improvements.”

As soon as she spoke, Old Ma knew what she meant and said, "Okay, this will save a lot of trouble."

An Moxue said with a grin, "Then Uncle Ma will have to go back and supervise the construction!"