After He Xianqiu returned to the dormitory, he packed his clothes and prepared to take a shower.
He Xianqiu sighed. It was a bit troublesome to boil water for a bath, but if she didn’t boil it, there would be no hot water for a bath.
I looked out the window. It was getting late. The sun had set and the sky was covered in a gray veil.
He Xianqiu put the clothes in a bag, then took the thermos and went to the kitchen. There was no one in the kitchen at this time, so He Xianqiu boiled some fire to get some hot water.
She sat beside the candlestick, adding some firewood from time to time, and then fell drowsy while sitting there.
After the water was boiled, He Xianqiu poured the water into the thermos and then went to take a shower.
At this time, Sun Xiaoyan returned to the dormitory. She looked at the empty dormitory and stared at He Xianqiu's bed. Suddenly, her eyes darkened.
Then he walked to He Xianqiu's bed, stood there for a few seconds, and took out the five pictures drawn by He Xianqiu from under the quilt.
When I took out the drawing paper, I also took out the small purse that He Xianqiu used to put down when taking a bath.
Sun Xiaoyan looked at the exquisite and beautiful little purse for a few seconds and finally couldn't help opening it. There were a lot of banknotes in it. She took out twenty dollars and a few soap tickets.
Sun Xiaoyan thought to herself, with so many things inside, He Xianqiu shouldn’t be able to find it.
Then she took a few pieces of drawing paper, secretly put them in her arms, and came out of the dormitory. She looked around, and seeing that there was no one outside, she hurriedly left the educated youth site.
Sun Xiaoyan stopped after finding a secluded place. She looked at those beautiful paintings and the jealousy in her heart grew wildly. Why could He Xianqiu become a teacher but she couldn't?
She has such a good family background, why can't you give this position to her? He Xianqiu, since you are so unkind, don't blame me for being unfair.
Sun Xiaoyan tore up all five paintings. Her movements were very violent, as if she regarded the five paintings as He Xianqiu.
After tearing up the drawings, Sun Xiaoyan felt inexplicably better when she looked at the pieces of paper that could no longer be pieced together.
Then she buried the torn drawing paper in the pit and stepped on it. Only then did Sun Xiaoyan return to the educated youth point.
He Xianqiu took a shower and returned to the dormitory. At this time, the other female educated youth in the dormitory also returned.
He Xianqiu walked straight to her bed and saw that the quilt had come out a little. He Xianqiu always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.
He Xianqiu dried her hair and sat on the bed. Then she heard a noise. She looked out the door and saw that it was the sound of Sun Xiaoyan coming back and closing the door.
He Xianqiu raised her head and met the eyes of Sun Xiaoyan who came in. The other party looked at her with an unnatural expression and evasive eyes.
He Xianqiu felt it was strange, but he didn't know what was strange, so he simply ignored it.
To be honest, He Xianqiu felt a little disgusted with Sun Xiaoyan. She had never seen such a person before. She used moral blackmail on others and thought it was justified.
He Xianqiu felt that there were undercurrents in the educated youth site. On the surface, everyone seemed quite harmonious, but everyone had their own little thoughts.
If it were possible to move out, He Xianqiu would definitely be the first person to move out immediately. After all, there were too many conflicts between the size of the educated youth site.
But this was the condition of Qinggang Brigade, and He Xianqiu had no way to move out. Besides, the people in the brigade didn't like the educated youth very much either.
He Xianqiu could probably understand why the people in the brigade disliked the educated youth. Perhaps in the eyes of the people in the brigade, the educated youth were sent to the countryside to build the economy, to put it nicely, or to distribute food to them, even though they also did farm work. Moreover, the educated youth were arrogant and looked down on the farmers, and were also very troublesome.
He Xianqiu felt that the situation of the educated youth was not good, but not bad either. However, the educated youth could only stick together, otherwise if people from the brigade came to make trouble, it would be impossible for one person to fight against the people from the brigade.
He Xianqiu thought for a while, then she felt sleepy, so she covered herself with the quilt and went to sleep.
Now in the 1970s, He Xianqiu goes to bed earlier and earlier, and slowly gets used to his current biological clock.
She slept soundly, probably because she didn't have to do farm work and her body wasn't so tired.
In the morning, the sun's rays shone through the window, and a ray of light penetrated the dim dormitory.
He Xianqiu opened her eyes and sat on the bed for a while. When the sleepiness was gone and she felt alert, she got up from the bed.
The other people in the dormitory also got up, so He Xianqiu no longer had to be so careful and tiptoe when putting the things down.
He Xianqiu picked up his toiletries and went to wash up, then returned to the dormitory to pack up. Others finished their work one after another and left.
It was still early to leave school, so He Xianqiu was not in a hurry. She applied the lotion slowly.
After wiping it, He Xianqiu pulled back the quilt to take out the painting he had drawn yesterday, but all the paintings under the quilt disappeared. He Xianqiu was stunned.
She remembered putting it under the quilt yesterday. Her memory would not be wrong. Thinking that someone took away the painting she had drawn, He Xianqiu felt a little angry.
Who took her paintings? Was it Yang Shuhua who always disliked her, or Zhao Yaling who didn't get along with her, or Sun Xiaoyan who had a conflict with her?
This was what she drew yesterday and was going to take to class today, but now there is nothing left but the small purse she put under the quilt yesterday.
It was too dark at night, and He Xianqiu didn't notice that the paintings she had finished were gone.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and He Xianqiu thought of Sun Xiaoyan, who had avoided her eyes when she saw her yesterday. Sun Xiaoyan had a motive for committing the crime.
He Xianqiu wondered if the other party had touched her other things, so she checked and found that twenty yuan and a few soap tickets were missing from the small purse she was wearing.
She didn't expect that her money was taken away, but now everyone had gone to work, so He Xianqiu could only suppress her anger and go to school.
Before her class started, He Xianqiu hurried to the office to make up for the painting. Since all the paintings were gone, she had no choice but to make up for it.
There were four classes in the morning, and He Xianqiu's was the third class, so she walked into the classroom with her finished painting.
The classroom was made of mud, the blackboard was a small board, and there were a dozen or so worn-out tables and chairs.
He Xianqiu stood on the podium, looking at the children sitting on the stools, staring at her.
He Xianqiu looked at the dozen or so people in the audience, smiled, and then said to them gently: "Hello, children. I am your art teacher. You can just call me Teacher He. Now that the teacher has come in, do you know what to do?"
The children in the audience looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
Then a brave child asked curiously: "Teacher, we don't know."
He Xianqiu smiled gently and said, "When you see the teacher coming in, you should stand up and say hello to the teacher.
The children in the audience suddenly understood what He Xianqiu said and nodded to show that they understood.
He Xianqiu looked at the child who asked the question. His eyes were clear and there was no trace of timidity.
He Xianqiu asked him: "What's your name, kid?"
The child scratched his head and said, "Teacher, my name is Wu Yuming."
He Xianqiu nodded: "Okay, then little Wu Yuming, can you be the one to shout for everyone to stand up?"
Wu Yuming nodded, his eyes sparkling: "Okay."
Then He Xianqiu asked them to demonstrate it and the children nodded.
As soon as He Xianqiu walked in from outside the classroom, Wu Yuming shouted for everyone to stand up. Then all the children stood up and said to He Xianqiu, "Hello, teacher."
When He Xianqiu heard the childish voices from the audience, she curled her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and said loudly: "Hello, students, please take a seat."
Then she started teaching. She took the picture she had just drawn and pasted it on the blackboard for the students in the class to see.
Then, Carrot Head below looked at the little animals in her paintings with an amazed look on his face and exclaimed "Wow".
Some brave children would ask how to draw this, and He Xianqiu would patiently answer them.
These little animals are a little difficult to draw, and the children probably don’t know how to draw them, so He Xianqiu drew a few simple flowers on the blackboard and asked the children to start drawing.
He Xianqiu is very gentle to the children. Unlike other teachers who talk until they fall asleep, she tells the children some short stories and teaches them how to draw.
So the children like art class very much. After the get out of class, they were reluctant to see He Xianqiu leave.
Afterwards, He Xianqiu had another class in the afternoon. The school was some distance away from the educated youth site, so for convenience, He Xianqiu stayed in school at noon and took some pastries for lunch.
After the afternoon class started, He Xianqiu packed up his things, said goodbye to other colleagues, and returned to the educated youth site.
He Xianqiu was very happy today. The children were all very cute and the class went very smoothly for He Xianqiu.
However, when she thought that there was someone in the dormitory who took away all the little animals she had drawn in preparation for class yesterday, and also stole twenty yuan and a few soap tickets, He Xianqiu's good mood disappeared in an instant.
He Xianqiu returned to the educated youth center with his bag. Other educated youths at the center had also returned and were sitting in the main room chatting.
He Xianqiu put her bag in the dormitory and came to the main hall. She said to the people at the educated youth site seriously, "Sorry to interrupt you, I have something to say."
The educated youth looked at her serious expression and became a little nervous, and then they all asked.
"He Zhiqing, do you have anything to say?"
He Xianqiu stared at everyone and said, "I woke up this morning and found that twenty yuan and five soap tickets were stolen. The five paintings I had finished and were going to take to class were also taken away."
When the educated youth heard He Xianqiu say that the money and tickets were missing, they were instantly shocked.
"Twenty dollars and five soap tickets is a lot of money."
"He Zhiqing, are you sure you're looking for him? Is he really gone?"
He Xianqiu heard the doubt and said confidently: "I put it in my purse. I know exactly how much money and tickets were in it. It was probably stolen at this time of night in the dormitory."
He Xianqiu looked at everyone and said word by word, "If you know what's best for you, take out your money and tickets. And if you took my finished painting, take it out too. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to report it to the police. After all, this is not a small amount of money."
When the people at the Youth League Center heard that He Xianqiu was going to report the case, they were afraid that it would affect their Youth League Center, so they quickly said, "It's not good for He Xianqiu to report the case. It's better to solve it privately."
He Xianqiu smiled and said, "I also want to solve it privately. Since no one admits it, I can only report it to the police. After all, twenty yuan and the ticket are not a small amount, don't you think?"
After hearing her well-reasoned words, everyone remained silent.
While He Xianqiu was speaking, she was also keeping an eye on the movements of the person she suspected.
Then seeing Sun Xiaoyan's somewhat panicked look, He Xianqiu understood.
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