Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Picking Persimmons
There are six classes in the junior high school of Pingxiang Middle School, with fifty students in each class.
Among these fifty people, about half are from Pingxiang Street. Teachers will keep their distance from any student from Pingxiang Street.
The teachers are basically Chinese and come from Changxia City, where the Compulsory Education Law was promulgated in 1986. Although it has not yet been truly universalized, it is much better than the illiterate people in Ninglan Country.
Sang Baiyu was from Pingxiang Street, the family that the teachers were most afraid to offend. Logically, everyone should have kept their distance from her, but...
"Hui Haiming never comes to the school for parent-teacher conferences... Of course, we haven't had many of them, but she really doesn't care much about Fang Xiaoman's grades."
"Fang Xiaoman is a real headache. The strongest boy in the class weighs 240 pounds, but beating her up is like playing. If she coughs in the classroom, I'm afraid she'll rush to the podium and beat me up."
"Alas, the main reason is that Boss Su is more terrifying. He really kills people..."
"Haven't you heard? Those who live on Pingxiang Street are responsible for human lives."
The more we discuss it, the more bizarre it becomes.
The junior high school teacher changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, Sang Baiyu looks really well behaved."
"Boss Su brought her home, probably for other purposes. Maybe he raised her because she's pretty and wants to help her deal with men? I heard his business is related to that family."
Several people began to feel pity for Sang Baiyu again, and were immersed in her well-behaved and lovely appearance.
Nora is one of the few Ninglan people in the school and is also Sang Baiyu's homeroom teacher.
She also likes Sang Baiyu, but she is still worried when she thinks about Sang Baiyu's grades.
"Xiaoyu said that she always scored 250 points on every test in her previous school."
"...We're halfway through the exam, which is pretty good. Many of our students only managed to score over 150 points."
Ning Languo's junior high school exams consisted of five subjects, with a maximum score of 500.
The students' grades are not very good, and only a few can get above 400.
Nora laughed dryly. "She said his school's full score is 750, and sometimes it can reach 900."
“…”
This is no different from the illiterate people in Ninglan Country.
The teachers smiled awkwardly and turned around to do their own things.
The little girl is so likable, it would be a surprise if she did well in school.
Even if your grades are average, it's still good. Being able to finish high school is considered a high level of education in Ninglan Country.
But she couldn't even get one-third of the total score, which is a pity.
The teachers were busy for a while, and then someone asked, "Wait, what do you mean every test is 250 points?"
Nora: “?”
The teachers all looked up, and the man asked, "The total score was 750, and she scored 250. The total score was 900, and she also scored 250. How can she score 250 every time?"
The Chinese teachers fell into deep thought.
Two hundred and fifty, it seems to have a deep meaning.
…
Is she controlling the score?
After talking about Sang Baiyu, who has been very popular in recent days, Nora thought of the detective who always lingered around the school.
"Have you heard? Detectives are looking for a cellar. We don't have one at our school. I have a friend who works at the police station, and he heard..."
She lowered her voice and said, "I heard that someone died and was thrown into the cellar. They haven't been found yet."
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Sang Baiyu likes her new home.
She and Fang Xiaoman squeezed into the same room. Fang Xiaoman played in different ways every day and always fiddled with a pile of metal behind Sang Baiyu's back. No one knew what it was for.
Ning Hongying is slow in nature, but very friendly. She often smiles kindly after Sang Baiyu turns around. Fang Xiaoman says that she is slow to react, so Sang Baiyu will wait a little longer until Ning Hongying finishes smiling before leaving.
Not to mention Hui Haiming, the gentle yet capable patriarch who takes great care of her.
All in all, except Su Landi, everyone is very friendly.
In the first few days of traveling through time, Sang Baiyu was still trying to find a way to go back, but now he doesn't want to leave anymore.
No one at home cares about her, and they might not even notice she's missing, so it's better for her to stay here.
At least here you can have hot meals every morning.
This morning it was Fang Xiaoman's turn to make breakfast.
On the days when she made breakfast, everyone could only eat old bread with a thin layer of jam on it, nothing more.
Fang Xiaoman stared at Sang Baiyu with a fierce look in her eyes. "She has already stayed. She also has to cook and do housework!"
Hui Haiming said: "She is still young, what are you competing with her for?"
Fang Xiaoman: "You made me work when I was ten!"
Hui Haiming was surprised and asked, "Really? But she looks much younger than you and needs to be taken care of. Hongying, what do you think?"
Ning Hongying said slowly: "I..."
Fang Xiaoman waited for her to speak.
Ning Hongying: "I think..."
Fang Xiaoman lacks patience.
Ning Hongying, "Let me see..."
Fang Xiaoman wanted to run away, "You must be the same as me..."
Ning Hongying quickly interrupted her, "I don't think Yuyu needs to work."
Fang Xiaoman: “…”
She's going to report this to the central government! These people only care about looks!
Su Lanyi was the last one to go downstairs. He hadn't eaten with them for several days.
Fang Xiaoman pulled him back indignantly and asked, "Brother! Do you think Yuyu wants to work?"
Su Lanyi looked at Sang Baiyu.
Sang Baiyu realized that Su Lanyi didn't like her, so she had to behave well. So she quickly stood at attention and called out respectfully -
"dad."
Ning Hongying: "Puff."
Su Lanyi's handsome face turned slightly green and he left in a hurry.
Fang Xiaoman laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. "It's been a long time since I saw my brother get frustrated. Why do you call him dad? It would be better if he could call us brother."
Sang Baiyu was even more confused than them, "Dad is a respectful title in our class."
"ah?"
Sang Baiyu didn't lie. All the boys in her class were competing to be a father.
Whoever loses a bet or a fight has to call the other person "Dad". Everyone likes to be a father.
Therefore, "dad" is a respectful title.
Sang Baiyu said proudly: "All the boys in my class have called me that!"
Fang Xiaoman asked: "Did you win the bet or the fight?"
Sang Baiyu said: "They are so mean, pulling my braids every day, it's so annoying."
Fang Xiaoman understood that she had won the fight.
Sang Baiyu has a bit of... strange bones?
It seems like they found a treasure?
There are still many detectives staying in Pingxiang Street these days.
The detectives were watching closely, and their favorite target was the jade shop.
Nata and Wu Yuanqing mentioned the jade shop. The owner of this shop is very good at fighting and has fought with several "bosses" in Longxinggang City.
They all have dealings with each other, there is gambling on jade stones in jade shops, and the business is not clean.
Everyone in Pingxiang Street is afraid of them. If we want to clean up Pingxiang Street, this family is the top priority.
Wu Yuanqing squinted his eyes and stared at the store door, and saw a little girl leading another little girl out.
Nata quickly said, "This is Fang Xiaoman. She's incredibly dangerous. Don't underestimate her age. She knows how to use a gun and even make homemade bombs. We'd better not mess with her."
Wu Yuanqing sneered.
Ninglan Country is too chaotic, and this kind of thing will not be allowed to happen in China.
It is because of the chaotic management that the people of Ninglan Country have no peace of mind.
He wants to help the people eliminate these dangerous elements, but his work has not been going well recently.
There is no movement on Pingxiang Street.
The police station did receive an anonymous tip-off that a body had been hidden in the cellar.
He took Nata and a few others to explore for a week, but they still couldn't find the so-called cellar where the bodies were hidden.
I tried to find the source of the anonymous letter, but couldn't find it.
Others tended to think it was a prank, but Wu Yuanqing's intuition told him it was not that simple.
The prankster wouldn't mention that there are very few cellars in Lone Star Hill.
Nata advised, "Inspector, think about it carefully. We can't handle cases head-on. We have to pick the soft persimmons, right? You want to find out about the Hui family... Look at that little girl, she looks very well behaved. Why don't you just catch her and ask her? And aren't you still looking for the cellar? Let's not mess with them and go find the cellar."
Wu Yuanqing seemed to be lost in thought.
After a moment, he warned, "Bring her here. Don't use force. Tell them to be careful and not reveal their whereabouts. I hope no one knows about our actions."
The petty thieves who happened to pass by shuddered when they heard this - the jade shop had not been open for several days, and seeing the wind direction towards the jade shop, they did not dare to move.
Should he know it, or shouldn't he know it?
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