"It seems those photos brought Li Xin back." He then asked, "Did you do anything when that ghost came yesterday?"
Li Xin wasn't incapable of killing, but the fact that he, Li Jiaoyang, and Chen Shu had all survived must mean they had unintentionally done something that made Li Xin believe they could live.
Chen Shu looked at Li Jiaoyang, "She was by your side yesterday, think about it."
“Hmm…” Li Jiaoyang started counting on her fingers, “When I got back to my room yesterday, I just sat by the bed. Aunt Xie asked me to get some information out of her, but I was too embarrassed to speak, so I hesitated for a long time. Then the lights went out and she appeared. It didn’t seem like anything special.”
Shi Jinzhe: "Think about it carefully again, don't overlook any details."
Chen Shu suddenly spoke up: "You were still chanting like a mosquito, spouting long and long mathematical formulas, making my head buzz."
"Mathematical formula?"
Li Jiaoyang was a little embarrassed: "Ah, I was so scared that I wanted to find something to distract myself, so I was reciting math formulas there."
“That’s the reason.” Shekh held up the note. “When she appeared in the classroom, you had just corrected the mistakes on the blackboard, and the two English books you had read were neatly arranged. She didn’t kill you, and even reminded you to leave, because in Li Xin’s eyes, you both had a very proper attitude towards learning.”
Shi Jinzhe licked her lips. Shehe was always concise, and this seemed to be the first time she had spoken so much in a row. It was really strange.
However, Shekh is right. Li Xin cherishes the opportunity to learn, which means that Xu Jialu ruined things related to learning, which is why she resented her and died.
Meng Chengxi agreed with this view: "Yes, when we left, all the books in the library were neatly arranged and put back in their original state."
"No wonder." Hearing them say that, Chen Shu understood why he was able to survive.
"Luckily, I love learning." Li Jiaoyang patted her chest and exclaimed sincerely, "If I can get out of here, I will definitely donate all my New Year's money from all these years to children in mountainous areas..."
"Let's get out of here first before we talk about these things." Meng Chengxi looked at the two of them. Li Jiaoyang was young and inexperienced. The fact that she didn't continue to follow Xie Man must have been because Chen Shu reminded her, which shows that she listened to advice.
Although Chen Shu is a newcomer, he is able to read people's expressions and cut his losses in time, which shows that he is very steady.
"Do you have anything to do today? Didn't you run errands or gather information for me? Don't worry, I won't harm you. You're worthless."
“Okay.” Chen Shu readily agreed. After all, they were newcomers. If they didn’t follow Meng Chengxi, they would at most just barely survive in the small building and get a minimum of five points.
If I lose the next game, I won't have enough points to lose.
Seeing that he agreed, Li Jiaoyang nodded and said, "I will try my best not to hold you back."
“Alright, we’ll split into two groups.” Meng Chengxi tied Qu Yang’s hands and handed the rope to Shehe. “He’ll go with you, and I’ll take these two with me.”
Shi Jinzhe said, "Then let's meet at the small building tonight."
The two groups split up and went their separate ways, with Qu Yang leading the way.
He turned his head and said, "Chai Anan's house is quite far away. You might get tired from walking. Do you need my help?"
"Need not."
Shi Jinzhe didn't feel tired. He had always been in good health and had never been sick since childhood. He just didn't look as strong as Meng Chengxi, not that he lacked strength.
Shekh also thought it was unnecessary; Shi Jinzhe's aura was very comfortable, and it was appropriate for him to carry her while she ran errands.
She crumpled the note in her hand and said to Qu Yang, "Tell me about Qin Jingyu's situation."
"Oh, okay, Teacher Qin was a really good teacher. She would tutor us in Chinese and other subjects. When she was in charge, several people from our village got into high school. After she disappeared, Shao Dong was the only one teaching us."
"Aren't any other teachers coming?"
“Yes, but the conditions here are too harsh. Teachers come and go. Shao Dong said that this was not good for teaching, so he stopped letting them come. He taught all the classes himself. Anyway, there weren’t many people, only one class per grade.”
Shi Jinzhe: "Then it seems he's not a very good teacher."
The problem on the blackboard is a very basic fifth-grade math problem. If he can't even get this difficult problem right, how can he teach anything else?
Qu Yang complained, "I really can't understand his explanations, but I won't be going to school anymore after I graduate from elementary school next year, so it doesn't matter."
Sheikh asked, "How old are you when you start primary school?"
She had no concept of this; she knew what "small" meant and guessed that "primary school" probably meant a lower level of education.
Qu Yang thought she was asking how old he was when he started primary school, so he explained, "Outside, it's 6 years old, but we start school late here. I started school at 9, so I graduated late too."
Shekh squeezed Shi Jinzhe's shoulder. "Can you still learn if you're too old?"
"If you want to learn, I can teach you at home, but not at school."
Aside from her identity, she can't live without someone in this state. Even if she can turn into a human on her own, she won't hurt anyone. But the kids at school can get angry at any time, and she could definitely piss off Shekh.
Shi Jinzhe seized the opportunity to demonstrate his usefulness: "I'm also a very good teacher. I was first in all subjects when I was in school. Besides these, I know a lot of other things. I can teach you anything you want to learn."
"Writing characters."
"Okay, I've learned that, I'll teach you. Anything else?"
"I don't know." She had only heard Shi Jinzhe mention writing, but she hadn't seen anything else about it, couldn't think of anything else, and couldn't say anything more.
“Then we’ll go back and look at them slowly. The more you learn, the more you’ll know what you want to learn.”
"Um."
Qu Yang walked ahead, listening silently, his heart filled with envy.
That's wonderful. He also wants someone to take him to see the outside world; that would be amazing.
The three of them walked in the village for about an hour, crossing a field, and finally saw a mud-brick house in the distance.
Before I even reached the courtyard gate, I heard a woman's shrill cursing.
"Chai Erniu! I asked you to do the laundry, why haven't you finished yet? You're always dawdling and trying to find ways to slack off. When are you going to grow up and stop making me angry!"
Accompanying the curses were the muffled thuds of wooden sticks being swung. The courtyard was not high, and Shi Jinzhe could see a little girl of seven or eight years old standing in the courtyard, neither crying nor making a fuss, obediently taking the beating.
She was thin and looked malnourished. There were slap marks on her face, and a wooden barrel that was more than half a meter tall was next to her.
Next to Chai Erniu, there was a small square table. A boy about the same age as Qu Yang was holding a bowl and stuffing rice into his mouth, seemingly used to the beatings and scoldings he was receiving.
Qu Yang whispered, "The one who hit someone is Chai Anan's mother. The people next to her are her younger brother and sister. Her father works away from home and is rarely there."
"She's so small, can she lift that big bucket?"
“She’s eleven years old, what’s wrong with bringing it up?” Qu Yang didn’t understand: “Isn’t this how everyone gets through it?”
The girl in front of him looked much thinner than her actual age. Shi Jinzhe seemed to understand something and asked, "Does Chai Anan's younger brother never have to do these things?"
"Yes, he's a man, so of course he doesn't need to do these things."
Upon hearing this, Shi Jinzhe felt speechless. What was difficult to understand was not the Chai family's preference for sons over daughters, but Qu Yang's habitual acceptance of it.
He did seem to be influenced by Qin Jingyu, but in reality, certain ideas were still deeply rooted in the boy's mind.
This is due to the influence of the environment; the entire Shaojia Village is subtly influencing and shaping these children.
Chai Anan, Anan, Anan.
No wonder she disappeared. If such a family were to remain connected, her return would only lead to an abyss.
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