Chapter 25 Photos

Xu Li's pause was very short, but Lin Qiao still noticed it.

Noticing her gaze, Xu Li smiled and said, "I never thought you would still keep it after all these years."

"My grandmother left it to me. Fortunately, she kept it, otherwise I might not be able to find the Ji family."

Xu Li didn't say anything else, and Ji Duo left as usual. Later, Xu Li found her son and said, "You should find a chance to get that photo back. The person has been replaced, and it's not good to leave Xiaoze's photo in Qiaoqiao's hands."

Ji Duo said “hmm”, and the two of them had dinner at the old house in the evening before starting to head back in the twilight.

When getting ready to get on the bus, Lin Qiao had two more jars in his hands.

Ji Duo knew at a glance that it was not given by Xu Li, and it turned out that it was not given by Xu Li. "Aunt Zhang gave it to me just now, saying that it was some pickled vegetables she made herself, and asked us to eat it with the meal."

"You have a good relationship with her?" Ji Duo reached out and took it.

Lin Qiao's appearance is not the kind that elders like, but it seems that the elders who have interacted with her all like her very much.

Lin Qiao just smiled and said, "It's okay. Maybe the plaster I gave her a few days ago worked. Her knee doesn't hurt as much after applying it."

Ji Duo thought it was more than that. Ye Minshu was also polite to Aunt Zhang. Sometimes she would send her some delicious food and never forget to give Aunt Zhang a portion. But that was just politeness. At least Ye Minshu would not care whether Aunt Zhang's knee hurt or not, and would not even think of bringing her some plaster.

After getting in the car and closing the door, Lin Qiao discussed with Ji Duo, "Why don't we send some food to Brigade Commander Liang's home? His wife came to deliver some dry food when you were away."

Aunt Zhang's cooking skills are very good, but unfortunately she and Ji Duo don't eat at home often. If the food is left outside, it will go bad easily. If it is placed in the refrigerator, it will easily be filled with the smell of salted vegetables. Moreover, the Liang family, who live next door to each other, always send things to them, and they can't not go back even once.

Ji Duo naturally had no objection. Who would have thought that after returning home, Lin Qiao would pick up a can, put the pickled vegetables in the can and hand it directly to him.

Lin Qiao is an independent person. He rarely troubles others with things he can do on his own, and he would never order others to do this or that. Ji Duo didn't react at first.

"Didn't you say you were going to send me some pickled vegetables?" Lin Qiao held up the can. "Captain Liang's wife doesn't like me very much. Can't you see that?"

In fact, the other party just didn't like her very much. He didn't target her, and he didn't spread gossip about her everywhere. Compared with Teacher Zheng in school, he got along much better.

But in the past, people believed that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. However, Lin Qiao traveled through time forty years later and believed that neighbors should get along well with each other. If they can't get along well, there is no need to force it. After all, they are all on their own behind closed doors. The reason for returning the gift is that they think that Brigade Commander Liang is good to their family.

This was something Ji Duo had not expected. After all, the adult world is full of hypocrisy. They scold you one step at a time, and then greet you with a smile the next time they see you.

Lin Qiao's frankness made him silent for a moment, "I'll go. I'll go from now on." He reached out and took the can.

After the things were delivered, Brigade Commander Liang's wife didn't care much. "What's the big deal? Whoever lives next to us needs to be taken care of. Our husbands are all soldiers, and we are all prepared to be needed by the country at any time. Who among us military dependents doesn't take care of each other?"

Ji Duo still thanked the other party. When he went back, Lin Qiao had already taken out the handmade soap he had made yesterday and was removing it from the mold.

After 24 hours, the soap body has been roughly shaped and can be easily demoulded. Lin Qiao cuts it into a thickness that is convenient for use, and scrapes the edges of the neat cut lines into arcs to prevent scratches on the hands after the soap body dries and hardens.

She rolled the remaining scraps into a ball and then left it for a month to saponify. If it was left too short, the reaction time would not be enough and the handmade soap would not be easy to use.

Seeing that she was busy, Ji Duo picked up the photo album on the coffee table and asked, "Where is the photo you mentioned before?"

"It's in my bag. It's my old school bag. There's a diary inside, and it's in an envelope."

Ji Duo turned around and went upstairs and found the military schoolbag that Lin Qiao usually used.

There was indeed a plastic-covered diary in the schoolbag, which was bulging due to the many things inside. When Ji Duo took it out, several old photos fell out.

It wasn't Ji Ze's, but a little girl with a long bun on her head. She looked no more than four or five years old, with big peony eyes and upturned eye ends. When she looked at the camera, her eyes were round and she had a pure innocence.

It was Lin Qiao when he was a child.

There is another photo of a younger version of Liu Yulan and a young man. The young man looks to be in his early twenties, wearing a military uniform and smiling at the camera with neat teeth. Looking at his eyes that are almost identical to Lin Qiao's, he should be Lin Qiao's father.

Sure enough, Lin Qiao's clear voice came from behind, "This was taken when my parents got married. My grandmother kept it because she was afraid that I would not remember my father."

Lin Qiao had finished her work and was about to take the two photos and put them back into the diary, but Ji Duo didn't let go and said, "Put them in the album too."

This surprised Lin Qiao. "Put them all in?"

When people pass away, they don’t leave behind any relics or photos. Even if it’s a group photo, the half of the photo that shows the deceased person will be torn off. This photo of Lin Shouren was left by old lady Lin because she was afraid that Lin Qiao was too young to remember his father.

"It's not that particular." Ji Duo directly opened the album and started showing the photos.

This man looks serious and self-restrained, but sometimes he is not as rigid as he appears. For example, he never said anything when Lin Qiao didn't cook.

Many men forty years later cannot match this. If she were the original owner and met such a person when she was desperate, she would probably hold him tightly in her hands and never let go.

Lin Qiao then took out the other photos in the diary and handed them to the other party one by one.

In fact, there weren't many, except for that group photo, and three photos of Lin Qiao herself: one hundred-day-old photo, one when she was a child, and one when she graduated from high school.

It seemed that in her 18 years of life, she had only left these few traces. Unlike Ji Ze and Ji Ling, Ye Minshu doted on her children and would take one or two photos of them every birthday. Later, when she got a camera, she would give each of them a large album, which made Ji Ling annoyed.

Ji Duo looked at the photos without saying anything. At this time, Lin Qiao took out another one from the envelope, "And this one, from when you were a child."

He took it in his hand subconsciously, and then his eyes froze.

He remembered this photo, which was taken when Ji Ze was seven or eight years old.

The reason why I remember it is that Ji Ze was naughty at that time and insisted on going out with him. Ye Minshu forced him to stay and take pictures, wearing a shirt that Ji Ze didn't like. The little boy frowned the whole time and kept pulling at the tie around his neck.

Unexpectedly, this photo fell into Lin Qiao's hands and was regarded as his by Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao didn't notice the man's expression. She had already put away the diary and asked casually, "How old were you when you took this photo?"

"I don't remember." In front of Lin Qiao, Ji Duo casually put the photo in, planning to find an opportunity to take it away when Lin Qiao no longer paid attention to the album.

The next day, Lin Qiao cooked porridge for herself, and the two of them had breakfast with the pickled vegetables made by Aunt Zhang. Fortunately, her porridge cooking skills were not that bad.

After dinner, the two of them went to work. They had not walked far when Junzi caught up with them from behind. "Teacher Lin, you are so mean. It was you who said that those who are interested can go home and try it. My dad wanted to beat me, but you didn't hold back."

"Is it because I teach you chemistry that you are so bold as to be brave?" Lin Qiao raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

The soldier remained silent now, rubbing his nose and smiling awkwardly.

Lin Qiao looked away and continued walking forward with the book in his arms. "Have you finished your chemistry homework?"

"Of course I've finished writing it." The soldier looked even more uncomfortable and said nothing.

Others, "Besides that little experiment, do you know anything else?"

"Do you want to learn something else?" Lin Qiao gave him a look that seemed like a smile.

This time, Junzi's eyes did not wander. "Of course, it's so fun. You don't know, last time you finished the class, many people came to ask us how we did it, especially Class 3. One of them asked why you didn't choose their class for a trial class."

How did other classes know that their class was doing an interesting experiment? They were the ones showing off.

But it is a good thing that this little experiment has such a good effect. I guess it is because students usually don't have many opportunities to do experiments, so they find it so fresh.

In those days, unlike later times, schools had laboratories and teachers would even take students directly to the laboratories for classes.

The conditions in the military school were considered good, but there was still only a small room to store reagents and equipment for teachers to use for experimental demonstrations during class, and the students could only watch.

It was a bit like the rural middle school that the original body attended. The school had limited funds and often could not even pay the teachers' salaries. The entire school relied on taking students to plant the school fields and harvest some crops to supplement the teachers' and staff's family income. Where did the money come from to do experiments?

Lin Qiao's heart moved, "There must be more small experiments, but..." She smiled and met the other party's expectant eyes, "Hand in your homework first."

"Ah?" The soldier immediately wailed.

However, when the class representative came to the office to deliver the homework for Class 4, Lin Qiao still saw his name. It was the content of this homework...

Lin Qiao flipped through the pile after reviewing it and soon found an identical one. Well, all the mistakes were the same.

She also had an impression of this student. She never missed a homework assignment, but every time she submitted it, it was completely failed, with all kinds of mistakes. She submitted it over and over again.

Lin Qiao picked up a pen and left a message on Junzi's homework - "Next time, find someone more reliable to copy it."

"puff--"

Someone laughed behind him. Lin Qiao turned around and found that it was Team Leader Gao from the same office.

Team Leader Gao deserves his title of "tall". He is probably even more powerful than Ji Duo. He has the common problem of people who are too tall: he is not straight, unlike Ji Duo, who is always as tall as a pine tree and as sharp as a sword whether he is sitting or standing.

He just passed by Lin Qiao's desk and took a casual look. Unexpectedly, he choked himself and coughed several times.

After finally recovering from the shock, he covered the enamel pot with a lingering fear, "Next time, I can't drink water while walking."

When the homework was handed out, Junzi's deskmate couldn't help laughing when he saw the words on the homework book, "Is our teacher Xiaolin so funny?"

The soldier rolled his eyes at him and said, "You're still laughing? Didn't I copy all of this from you?"

"Why don't you ask someone else to copy? Why do you have to copy mine?"

"Doesn't Qi Huaiwen never do his homework?" Junzi was also helpless, "You are the one who lives closest to me, whose should I copy if not yours?"

Speaking of this, the man in the front seat asked the boy sitting next to the soldier: "Qi Huaiwen, have you finished copying?"

"Almost done." The boy said in a light voice, his pen moving quickly, without even raising his head when he heard it.

The man in the front seat lowered his voice and asked the soldier, "Did you see that?"

"Which one?" The soldier was confused.

"That one, that one, that one." The person in the front seat made a face, and several boys nearby laughed when they heard it. It was obvious that it was not a serious matter.

A few troublemakers were so busy doing little things in the back row that they didn't notice when the bell rang, let alone when Lin Qiao walked in from the back door.

Lin Qiao snatched the notebook from the man's hand without much effort. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a handwritten pornographic book, the famous "Girl's Heart".

Lin Wei also copied this book. It can be said that it is popular all over the country. I don’t know how it spread so widely.

When Lin Qiao appeared, the troublemakers who had been making so much noise suddenly became silent.

Lin Qiao glanced around, and without waiting for anyone to react, she took away two more handwritten books from the boy's desk.

This time it is "Twelve Beautiful Skins", which tells the story of a female athlete named Wang Xiaomei who helped someone deliver a letter, but tragically became the twelfth beautiful skin. The public security authorities investigated her disappearance and eventually followed the clues to destroy a large spy base.

The reason there were two books was because the boys were still copying when she collected them.

Lin Qiao stacked the three notebooks together, picked up the textbook on the boy's desk and looked at the cover, "Qi Huaiwen."

The boy did not deny it, but he did not stand up either. He just raised his head slightly and looked at her without saying a word.

Lin Qiao noticed this guy on the first day she came. He was very good-looking, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes and a tall stature. But he was the type who didn't like to smile. He was still young. If he grew up and was released, who knows how many girls he would harm.

He has a good look, but he is also a real troublemaker. She has never seen him attend classes or do homework in the few days she has been here.

Lin Qiao had no intention of making a scene in class, so he knocked on the other person's desk and said, "Come to my office after school."

As he said this, he glanced at the soldier and several other boys.

Several people seemed to be scalded. Some sat down, some turned around. Only Qi Huaiwen casually opened his textbook, and it was not chemistry.

This boy has really good psychological qualities, but because his psychological qualities are too good, he is really difficult to manage.

After class, Lin Qiao put the three notebooks on the lesson plan and took them directly back to the office. Team Leader Gao knew what was going on when he saw it, "Confiscated?"

"Yeah." Lin Qiao did not deny it.

Team leader Gao laughed and cursed, "What a bunch of brats." He then said to Lin Qiao, "These kids in the army are harder to manage than those in the local area. After all, when they were young, they played with wooden guns, while they play with real guns. But they are not bad people by nature, so you don't have to be angry with them."

Lin Qiao was not very angry, and only asked: "Do you know this student Qi Huaiwen?"

"Huaiwen." Team leader Gao was obviously familiar with him. "He's a smart kid, but he just doesn't study hard."

"So his parents don't care about him?"

Almost all teachers in the world, when they see children who are smart but don’t like to study, feel a sense of pity that the unpolished jade has become dull in their hands.

Team leader Gao obviously agreed, "Of course I care. Why not? But the more his father cares, the more he goes against his father."

I don’t know whether this is the child being rebellious or the relationship between father and son being bad.

Before Lin Qiao could ask any more questions, someone came to see Team Leader Gao and the conversation ended there.

Lin Qiao was not in a hurry. He took out his textbook and started reading while thinking about what kind of experiment he could do to whet the appetite of these students.

It would be best if it is interesting and surprising enough to keep them interested and learn for a while.

It was not until more than ten minutes after school that everyone in the office had left and Qi Huaiwen was late.

The boy came in without saying a word, just stood by the door and called out coldly, "Teacher Lin."

No matter how cold it is, can it be as cold as Ji Duo? Lin Qiao didn't care. He stopped writing and took the three notebooks.

Just as he was about to speak, someone knocked on the door again. It was Vice Principal Qi.

Lin Qiao thought something was wrong, but she glanced at the boy at the door and said awkwardly, "Well, I'm Qi Huaiwen's parent. Did this kid do something wrong?"

Vice Principal Qi is actually Qi Huaiwen's parent?

Lin Qiao really didn't expect this.

Also, she had only been in the school for a short time and was not familiar with other colleagues, so she was not clear about the family situations of the students in her class.

Moreover, the school was short of teachers. Not only did Vice Principal Qi have to deal with school affairs, but he also had to teach Physics to Class 3 and Class 4 of Grade 1. Normally, it didn't seem like he had any special feelings for Qi Huaiwen.

Perhaps someone had let the rumor out, Lin Qiao smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. I just caught you not paying attention in class."

The words were not harsh, but the boy's face turned completely cold from the moment Vice Principal Qi walked in.

Vice Principal Qi's gentle face was not looking good either. "It's all because I didn't teach the students well. I'm sorry that Teacher Lin made a fool of himself."

"It's really not a big deal." Lin Qiao directly returned the two copies of "Twelve Beauty Skins" to Qi Huaiwen, "I don't object to you having your own entertainment after class, but school is a place for learning. Don't bring them to school in the future, and don't copy them during class."

Qi Huaiwen took the notebook and said nothing.

Lin Qiao picked up the book "Girl's Heart" again and flipped to a page. "As for this one..."

Vice Principal Qi is also an experienced teacher, so it's no wonder he can tell that this book has bigger problems than the previous two.

He stretched out his hand in front of Qi Huaiwen, "Let me see." His face became completely gloomy at the first glance.

He knew about this book. The school had cracked down on it severely in the latter part of that decade. If anyone was caught reading or copying it, the worst that would happen was a public reprimand.

His son was disobedient, but he never thought he would see this, this...

Vice Principal Qi tightened his grip, and even with all his good manners, he couldn't help but nod, "I sent you to school? Just to let you learn these things?"

"You didn't have to send me here." The young man pursed his lips and showed no intention of admitting his mistake.

This reaction is undoubtedly more radical

Vice Principal Qi was furious. He pointed at him with the notebook for a long time. After all, he was not the kind of person like Brigadier General Liang who would chase after a child and beat him. "If you don't learn well, there is nothing I can do."

He said directly to Lin Qiao: "Teacher Lin, whether you want to report the criticism or what, I have no opinion. The child did something like this, he should be taught a lesson, you don't have to worry about me."

If you report the criticism, the whole school will know about it.

Vice Principal Qi didn't even care about his dignity. Lin Qiao didn't respond. He glanced at the young man's clenched fist and said, "This is not yours, right?"

Vice Principal Qi was stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in Qi Huaiwen's eyes.

But the boy soon raised his head and said, "If it's not mine, then whose else could it be? You don't have to make excuses for me just for his sake."

These words were so heartbreaking that Vice Principal Qi's hand holding the notebook began to tremble with anger.

Lin Qiao was fine, she just took the book from Vice Principal Qi and said, "It's very simple, the handwriting in this book is different from your two books."

And when she caught it, the other party was passing it, not watching it.

After she said this, Vice Principal Qi also took a closer look and said, "It really doesn't look like he wrote it."

The boy was indifferent. "Even if I didn't write it, I read it. If you don't want to punish me, just say so. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

If Lin Qiao was just suspicious before, now she can be sure that Qi Huaiwen is taking the blame for someone else.

Perhaps he felt that since the things were discovered here, he should not drag others into it.

Young people always have some inexplicable sense of loyalty. Lin Qiao is not from this era. He will not avoid these things like snakes and scorpions, nor does he think it is necessary to force people to choose between himself and loyalty.

She stared at the boy for a moment. "It's okay if you don't want to say it. I still say the same thing. Some things are not suitable for school, nor for your age. I'll keep the things. As for how to deal with them, it depends on your performance in the future."

Judging from the performance, it means giving him a chance to get away with nothing...

Qi Huaiwen didn't know whether he should be happy or not, and remained silent for a moment.

Vice Principal Qi didn't expect her to be so gentle. He was stunned for a moment and then stared at his son, "The teacher is talking to you? Did you hear me?"

These words made Qi Huaiwen want to push back subconsciously, but when he looked at Lin Qiao, he responded with a reluctant "hmm".

"Then let's go eat. It's getting late." Lin Qiao put away the things on the table. "I'm waiting to see your performance."

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw a sneaky figure flash by at the end of the corridor.

Lin Qiao had sharp eyes and had already noticed the note stuffed into the crack of the door at his feet. He picked it up and took a look.

"Teacher, the book doesn't belong to Qi Huaiwen. He just helped pass it on. Please don't punish him."

The handwriting is crooked, as if it was written with the left hand.

Lin Qiao said nothing and had no intention of chasing after him. He just handed the note to Vice Principal Qi.

After reading it, Vice Principal Qi was silent for a while, then he looked up at his son and said, "Then you are also covering up for someone, which is wrong..."

Qi Huaiwen didn't even listen to him finish and walked away.

Vice Principal Qi was always gentle and polite to others, but no one knew how he got along with his son like this. Lin Qiao shook her head in her heart, said goodbye to him and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the school gate, she felt someone following her.

The tracking technology was not very advanced. Lin Qiao turned around and caught the man red-handed. "Liang Jun."

"Teacher Lin, Lin." Junzi came out from behind the telephone pole that could not hide his figure at all, and smiled at her with some embarrassment.

Lin Qiao looked down at the clock and asked, "How long has it been since school ended? Why aren't you going home for dinner?"

The soldier's face became even more embarrassed. "Well, it's not that I'm not going home, I'm just waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Lin Qiao raised his eyebrows with interest.

"It's about what happened this afternoon." Junzi hesitated for a moment, but still spoke out, "That something-or-other thing in the afternoon was not Qi Huaiwen's."

You should know it's not a good book. When the boy said this, his face and neck turned red.

However, Qi Huaiwen was quite popular among the people, and many of them came to speak for him.

Lin Qiao deliberately crossed his arms and said, "It's not Qi Huaiwen's. Then tell me whose it is?"

The soldier was speechless again. "Anyway...anyway, it wasn't Qi Huaiwen's. He was just helping someone pass it on, but he didn't expect to be caught by you."

I guess the reason he dared to come and say it directly instead of slipping a note is because the book is not his.

But he was still willing to slip the note, which was a bit of a responsibility for the students. Otherwise, Qi Huaiwen had already admitted it, so who would take the risk?

Lin Qiao didn't dwell on this question any more. "Let's see how you guys perform next."

After dinner in the evening, Lin Qiao went back upstairs to study as usual. She realized that the notebooks from school were so similar that she accidentally brought the book "Girl's Heart" home.

Is she putting it back? Putting it back? Or putting it back?

Even though the things were not hers, she brought confiscated things home, especially a pornographic book like this one. It seemed a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

Lin Qiao froze for a moment, then calmly and nonchalantly put the notebook on the books beside him in front of the man's puzzled look.

As long as she is not embarrassed, no one will suspect that it is a pornographic book. Would Ji Duo deliberately open it and take a look?