Chapter 105 Chu Song's Brave Heart
Among them, there was one person who was surprised by Pei Qianshan's arrival.
Liang Jiayao has given up on studying, thinking that cooking is more suitable for him. However, even a three-year-old child in Luhua Brigade knows that wherever Chu Song is, there is Liang Jiayao.
So Liang Jiayao shamelessly squeezed into this study group.
Of course he was surprised to see Pei Qianshan.
The man previously hired to cause trouble for Fang Qingrong had now become a teacher. Liang Jiayao pondered for a moment, then leaned over and whispered, "What's going on? Is this your new role?"
Liang Jiayao's "cooperation" with her has ended because he found that instead of causing trouble for Fang Qingrong and losing his reputation, it became a booster of their relationship, making his relationship with Chu Song stronger.
This made Liang Jiayao very angry, and he immediately terminated his "cooperation" with Pei Qianshan.
"Student Liang." Pei Qianshan looked up at him. "Although I am only your temporary teacher, I hope you can understand the principle of 'respecting teachers and honoring virtues'."
Liang Jiayao: "..."
"Do you understand what I said?"
Not to mention, when Pei Qianshan frowned, he really felt a bit of oppression from his teacher.
In the past, Liang Jiayao was her boss, and no matter how stupid he was, she had to greet him with a smile. There was no other way, she liked such people the most, those who were stupid and had a lot of money. Now she is a teacher, and there is no need to smile for others anymore.
Liang Jiayao was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently. Chu Song had warned him that she couldn't interfere with his presence. If he came to the study group to cause trouble, then he would be kicked out. "I understand."
Many people present had an impression of Pei Qianshan, mainly because she had been diligently "pursuing" Fang Qingrong during that period, which made many people watch the show and wondered when Fang Qingrong would be moved by such a city girl.
Unfortunately, the result disappointed them.
Not only was Fang Qingrong not moved, but she wanted to avoid people whenever she saw them.
After a long time, Pei Qianshan didn't know whether she gave up or what, and she didn't come to the village for a long time. Until today, she reappeared.
"I know that many of you should know me." Pei Qianshan acted quite calmly. She put down her bag and wrote her name on the blackboard. "Pei Qianshan, not Pei Yi, the Qianshan Mountains with fallen leaves and the vast sky."
"Actually, I was conducting a social experiment in the village before."
Some people were curious, "What social experiment?"
"I'm not in a position to reveal the specific details, but I can clarify one rumor. My recent entanglement with Comrade Fang Qingrong was also part of an experiment. Comrade Fang and I didn't know each other before this."
When these words were spoken, the people present were half-believing and half-doubting.
Those who believe it find it no wonder that Pei Qianshan suddenly appears and looks so infatuated that he can't bear to see her.
Those who doubt it think that these experiments need to be done because the pursuit may not be achieved, and they are just making excuses to save face.
Neither side could convince the other, so Pei Qianshan brought up Chu Song and said, "Comrade Chu can testify for me on this matter."
Chu Song smiled. She didn't expect that Pei Qianshan not only had no moral principles, but also used her as a "shield".
"Yes, I can testify to that." She looked at the whispering crowd below the stage and spoke in a serious tone, "Teacher Pei is indeed conducting a social experiment. I helped transcribe the experimental plan, and the experimental data has been compiled into a report. It will be made public soon. Anyone interested can take a look. I also want to thank Comrade Fang for his active cooperation and dedication."
As soon as these words were spoken, all those who had been skeptical had their doubts dispelled. Although no one knew what they were talking about and no one would really pay attention to the data, it sounded plausible and did not seem like a lie.
"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, let's officially start the class." Pei Qianshan didn't care whether people believed it or not, but she had to explain so as not to affect her image as a teacher.
She turned around and handed out the test papers from her bag. "This is a comprehensive test. You'll have one hour to complete it. Everyone, hurry up and answer the questions. Don't cheat or plagiarize. The main purpose of this quiz is to understand your current level and adjust the direction of the subsequent lectures."
Chu Song also took part in the exam. She took a look at the test paper. Except for the political questions, which she was not familiar with, the rest were all familiar to her and seemed particularly "friendly". Compared with the test papers of later generations, the questions of this era were much simpler.
The curious villagers all kept silent. The only sounds outside the granary were breathing and the rustling of pens scratching across paper.
Chu Song wrote furiously, putting in his utmost effort.
"Teacher Pei, hand in your paper." Twenty minutes before the end, Chu Song stopped writing. The crisp sound of handing in the paper was particularly prominent in the examination room, invisibly causing considerable pressure on people.
“So fast”
Pei Qianshan was a little surprised. She lowered her eyes and glanced at her answer sheet. Regardless of whether it was wrong or not, the answers were all filled in. The only exception was the political discussion questions, where only one or two lines were scribbled, and the ink was not yet dry.
Chu Song successfully pretended to be very powerful again.
The other students had not yet handed in their papers, and the villagers below saw this and began to whisper, unable to hide their admiration for Chu Song's speed in answering the questions.
"Chu Xianxian is a smart kid," someone whispered. "I just saw her answering the questions so quickly and with such neat handwriting."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that... Well, if it was Chu Xianxian, it would be normal." Another villager agreed.
"That's amazing! This guy will definitely get into college, right?"
Ye Xiuzhi was in the crowd, listening to the discussions around her. She couldn't hide her smug smile. But then she thought, "Don't get too carried away." So she coughed lightly and waved humbly at the people around her. "Oh, it's all luck. She's just lucky. This girl doesn't like to study at home, so she just relies on her cleverness."
People around: “…”
They can decide whether to praise or criticize.
Pei Qianshan stood in front of the blackboard and looked at the old Shanghai watch on his wrist. The hands pointed to ten forty.
"Time's up, everyone stop writing." She clapped her hands, "Start from the first row and pass the test papers forward."
There was a rustling sound of paper rubbing against each other below. Someone was still writing the last few words in a hurry, but when he was glanced at by Pei Qianshan's stern gaze, he immediately put down his pen in embarrassment.
Liang Jiayao didn't rush to write a few more words. He looked at his almost blank math section and scratched his hair in frustration.
Not at all.
If you push him hard enough, he can do anything except solve math problems.
"I'll take this placement test home and carefully grade it." Pei Qianshan sorted the collected test papers and put them in his bag. "Before the next class, I'll give everyone suggestions based on their problems. Now, let's officially start the class."
The first class was special and was taught by Chu Song.
She dressed up specially today, wearing a bright beige shirt with a little white duck embroidered for her by her sister-in-law Chai Xueqi on the collar and chest. She wore very thin blue cloth pants underneath. Her hair had grown a little longer recently and was loosely tied at the back of her head. She wore no makeup and looked simple, yet very energetic.
Especially a pair of eyes, clear and bright, like spring water, and flashing like stars.
Chu Song walked to the blackboard and scanned the dozens of faces in the audience—there were educated youth eager to learn and villagers with curious faces.
"In the first Chinese class, let's talk about '沁园春雪'..."
"The mountains dance like silver snakes, the plains gallop like wax elephants, trying to compete with the gods of heaven..."
Literature is very charming. Chu Song's voice was not loud but very clear. She talked about a poem and an essay in total.
There was total silence outside the granary yard. Even the half-grown children who were usually the most restless opened their eyes wide and stared motionlessly at the glowing figure in front of the blackboard.
Lu Minglin listened quietly, his heart pounding with emotions he couldn't describe. He had never seen Chu Song like this before; he was confident, dazzling, and exuding an irresistible charm.
Most of the students who came to the class were educated youth, and they all brought paper and pen to take notes. However, when Chu Song really started to speak, they forgot to even take their pens and were all so engrossed in listening.
In the very edge corner, Zhou Xiao was able to take notes at first, but she suddenly stopped writing. She looked at the warm yellow light dancing in Chu Song's hair, and her gaze fell from her bright eyes to her lips.
Then my thoughts drifted far away.
"Comrade Zhou?" Zhou Xiao was clearly distracted. Chu Song hadn't noticed when she was standing in front of her desk. She tilted her head slightly. She wasn't angry, but genuinely curious. "Is there something on my face?"
Zhou Xiao suddenly came back to her senses, her face flushed red, and she said subconsciously: "I, I was just thinking... if there was a famine now, you would definitely not starve and would live better than anyone else." She said this without thinking.
No one heard this except Chu Song.
Zhou Xiao raised his voice a little, "Because it's just like... like bamboo shoots in spring, they can still shoot out even if they are pressed by rocks. You are the same."
Chu Song blinked his eyes, but instead of criticizing her wild imagination, he agreed: "Of course, I'm definitely living a better life than anyone else."
Zhou Xiao’s face turned even redder.
It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when Chu Song finished his lecture. Seeing that the villagers were still gathered here to watch the "show", Chu Yaoguo ordered them to go back first. They were not taking the college entrance examination and had to go to the fields to work the next morning.
So the villagers had to leave in groups of three or four, and many of them were still discussing the class content.
Someone was holding a companion's hand, and they could vaguely hear an excited conversation. "Although I can't read, I seem to have really seen heavy snow and falling leaves today. It's a feeling I can't describe."
"Alas, what a pity! We will never be able to study in this lifetime."
Chu Song gave a really good lecture in this class, achieving an "instant hit" effect, which was well worth her secret preparation and rehearsal at home.
Whether they were educated youth or people from the same village, everyone was convinced. No one felt dissatisfied, or thought that since they were educated youth from the city, why should they listen to lectures from a little village girl.
Chu Song: "But this is the first and last time I say this."
Liang Jiayao felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on him. "What, why?"
He finally had a class that he could understand. If it were mathematics or physics, it would be even more difficult to understand than the Book of Heaven.
Pei Qianshan answered for her, "Because you are all going to take the college entrance examination, time is tight and the task is heavy. Today's class is just for you to relax. The rest of the class will not be so easy."
Except for Liang Jiayao, everyone else expressed their understanding. After all, there is always a gap between ideals and reality.
The most important thing for them now is to seize every rest time, review seriously, and strive to get into a university, and a good university!
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Anyone can attend the study group established by Chu Song. They are required to bring their own paper, pen and stool. They are not allowed to disturb others' studies during class, and there are no restrictions on who can come or not.
“Knock-knock—”
When there was a knock on the door outside, Chu Song was being scolded by her mother by the ear because she had told her in the morning to dry the quilt in the sun. Until the evening, when the sun had set, Chu Song had not moved.
When Ye Xiuzhi returned home, she saw someone lying on a recliner, with his legs crossed and chewing something in his mouth. She didn't know what he was eating.
It was probably given by Lu Minglin, or Liang Jiayao.
Ye Xiuzhi asked her if the quilt had been dried in the sun.
After hearing this, Chu Song stopped talking and instead smiled obediently, his face was fair and clean, and his smile was ingratiating.
Ye Xiuzhi understood and raised her hand, which meant that there was no sun exposure.
"Mom, I was wrong—"
"I forgot, I will definitely dry the quilt tomorrow!"
Ye Xiuzhi glared at her, "Besides eating and drinking, what else will you never forget?!"
Chu Song thought for a moment and was about to answer when she heard a knock on the door. She quickly interrupted her mother, who was still in a state of rage, and said, "Mom, someone is knocking on the door. I'll go open it first!"
When there are outsiders around, Ye Xiuzhi will more or less give Chu Song some face.
Chu Song hurriedly opened the door, and it turned out to be Yingniu, a small girl. When she saw Chu Song, she jumped into her arms. Ever since she saved someone last time, the little girl has been particularly attached to her.
"Yingniu, why are you here?"
Yingniu raised her head, "Xianxian hero."
"Um?"
"I...I'm in trouble again."
There are two sayings circulating among the children in the village: "When you have difficulties, look for the immortal hero."
"There are no difficult things, only brave immortal heroes."
Chu Song also patted Yingniu's head very generously and said, "Tell me, what's the matter this time? What difficulties do you have? Just tell me!"
Yingniu: "It's not my business, it's Sister He's business."
"He Shujun?" Chu Song was puzzled. "What happened to her?"
"Sister He also wants to come to class tonight."
Chu Song: "Then let her come. Just bring her own stool and come over to listen in the evening... I remember she came to listen a few times in the past few days."
There are quite a few people who go to class every day, but the attendance is not fixed. Many people come if they are free today, and do not come if they are not free tomorrow. There are also many people who persist, most of whom are educated youth, who are particularly determined to take the college entrance examination and go to university.
Yingniu shook her head. "He refused and even beat Sister He."
"who?"
Yingniu: "He Zhiqiang."
Chu Song's face darkened as he also had the surname He. "Is he Sister He's father?"
Yingniu nodded.
"How ridiculous!" Chu Song knew that such things happened a lot in this era. Luhua Brigade was already considered advanced and well-known. In more remote and barren lands, such things were even more common. But she encountered it... and it just so happened that she had been very free recently.
Chu Song returned to the house and picked up a shoulder pole. "Come on, take me to see it!"
Yingniu looked at Chu Song with admiration and nodded vigorously.
Ye Xiuzhi: "Where are you going?"
"When you see injustice, draw your sword and help."
Ye Xiuzhi: “…”
Ye Xiuzhi just thought she was fooling around again and didn't take it too seriously. With Yingniu around, it was probably just a kitten stuck in a tree that couldn't get down, or some wild fruit that had turned red but couldn't be picked.
Yingniu's house was next door to He Shujun's, so she knew all this. She took Chu Song over and knocked on the door with her fist.
The person who opened the door was a woman who bore some resemblance to He Shujun. She was stunned when she saw Chu Song, then forced a smile and asked, "Chu Song? Are you here to see Shujun? It's so late, what's the matter?"
"Yeah, I'm here to play with Shujun."
"It's so late..."
"It's not too late." Chu Song pointed at Yingniu confidently, then pointed at a few houses in the distance where lights were still on. "Look, we're all still awake. Shujun must be awake too."
Chu Song pulled Yingniu, and the two of them, one big and one small, stood straight at the door, with an attitude of "I won't leave unless you let me in."
Mother He frowned and sighed, finally moving aside: "Okay, come in, but don't play too long, Shujun still has to work tomorrow."
Chu Song nodded obediently and went straight to He Shujun's room as soon as she entered. She pushed open the door and glanced at He Shujun standing in front of the window.
She was looking down, clutching a worn textbook in her hands, her knuckles turning white from the strain. Upon hearing the noise, He Shujun looked up abruptly, her eyes fluttering for a moment when she saw Chu Song, then quickly lowered her head again, pulling her sleeves down.
Chu Song was sharp-eyed and caught a glimpse of a red mark on her wrist.
"Shujun!" Chu Song jumped over and grabbed her hand. "I have a math problem I can't solve. Please teach me!"
"How can I teach you..." He Shujun was caught off guard and staggered when she pulled her. Her sleeve slipped up, revealing the bruises on her arm.
He Shujun pulled down her sleeves and forced a smile, saying, "How can I teach you? It would be better if you taught me."
"Okay, then I'll teach you."
He Shujun was helpless, "Chu Song."
Chu Song looked at her and asked, "Your father doesn't allow you to attend class?"
He Shujun guessed that she probably knew something. She was silent for a while, and finally nodded, "He said I wouldn't pass the exam. He also said that even if I did, he wouldn't let me go to college because I still have housework to do. I can't leave."
"Don't listen to his farts!"
He Shujun forced a smile.
Chu Song lifted her sleeves and frowned at the scars on them, "He beat them all?"
He Shujun didn't speak, who else could it be except him?
"Did you fight back?"
"Fight back?"
"Next time, if he dares to hit you, hit him back."
"How can this be..."
Chu Song asked her, "Why not?"
He Shujun hesitated and said, "But I..."
Before she could finish her words, the woman who had been eavesdropping outside opened the door and came in. She hurriedly interrupted their conversation, "Chu Song, it's getting late. You should go home first. I still have something to say to Shujun."
"What is it that I can't listen to?"
The woman, He Shujun's biological mother Xu Yun, shook her head and said, "Chu Song, I know you mean well, but please don't get involved in our family affairs. I..."
"Aiding the tyrant."
"What?"
"Isn't it?" Chu Song looked at her, "You, helped your husband to bully your daughter, no, abuse her!"
Xu Yun clenched her fists excitedly, "I didn't! I tried my best to protect her!"
Chu Song sneered, "Protect? Then tell me, how do you protect?"
Xu Yun's lips trembled, and her eyes were red. "I... I stopped him. I always stopped him when he was about to make a move. I would also apply medicine to Shujun. I..."
"And then?" Chu Song interrupted her. "Then wait for him to hit you again, and then you stop him and give him medicine again? And it'll continue like this?"
Xu Yun was speechless, tears rolling down her cheeks.
He Shujun pulled Chu Song's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Xianxian..."
Chu Song looked at Xu Yun expressionlessly, "Is this your protection? Have you ever considered that the more you tolerate him, the more he will become more aggressive?"
"You never resist anyway."
"Resist..." Xu Yun squatted down, covering her face. Her shoulders shook violently. "What can I do... He's the boss, how can I resist..."
Chu Song squatted down and said, "Shujun has the right to study and the right to pursue her own life. Do you want her to live under the fist for the rest of her life?"
Xu Yun raised her tearful eyes and looked at her daughter.
He Shujun stood next to the kerosene lamp. She was tall and thin, but she cast a stubborn shadow on the wall.
Shujun... When did she grow so big? And so tall? Xu Yun was confused for a moment.
"Mom..." He Shujun called softly.
She didn't say the rest, but Xu Yun knew what she was saying.
Xu Yun's tears flowed even more fiercely. Her tears fell to the ground. She choked and said, "I tried to resist... But, but he is a man. He is so strong. How can I resist? If I resist, he will be even angrier. He..."
Chu Song looked at her strangely, then pointed at her rough palms. "Your hands can carry loads, wield a hoe to clear wasteland, and chop wood to make a fire. And now you tell me you have no strength?"
Xu Yun was stunned, looking down at her calloused hands. "I'm a woman. Women are not as strong as men. How can I win..."
"Who told you that, man?"
"And it's not that you can't fight." Chu Song's voice softened. "You're just afraid. You're afraid that if you resist, you'll be beaten even harder. You're also afraid that you won't know what to do if you break the status quo."
He Shujun suddenly said, "Mom, do you still remember the wolf disaster two years ago?"
Xu Yun looked up blankly.
"He wasn't home that day, and a wolf sneaked into our backyard," He Shujun recalled. "You grabbed a hoe and rushed out, chasing the wolf away. That's when I thought, 'My mom is so brave!' You said you were scared, but I was in the backyard, and if you hadn't chased the wolf away, it would have eaten me."
Chu Song took the opportunity to stuff the shoulder pole he brought into Xu Yun's hands. "You're not even afraid of wolves, so why are you afraid of people? You have teeth to bite him, a stick to hit him, a knife to chop him, and you can even drug him. While he's..."
Xu Yun quickly waved her hands, and He Shujun quickly covered her mouth. "What do you mean by drugging? You can't just talk about that!"
Chu Song blinked obediently to show that he understood.
"Temporary tolerance will not stop the bad guys; it will only make them more unscrupulous and intensify their actions."
"So, instead of being bullied, it's better to strike first."
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