Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Province S.

Yixi No. 1 High School is the best high school in Yixi Town, a remote and impoverished town located in the southwestern mountains. The school has insufficient teaching staff, and the teaching building is dilapidated and covered with dark moss and dry ivy.

During morning self-study time, the sound of reading aloud can be heard in the classroom.

Zhao Yun, the head teacher of Class 1, walked up to Jiang Ruonan in the front row and tapped the table gently: "Come to my office after morning self-study."

Jiang Ruonan put down the book, looked up and replied: "Okay."

The melodious and loud bell for the end of get out of class rang, and the students walked out of the classroom in groups. Jiang Ruonan put down her book and walked towards the head teacher's office.

Winter was approaching and the weather was getting colder, but her clothes were still very thin. A gust of autumn wind blew into the long corridor, and Jiang Ruonan pulled her clothes together.

When she reached the office door, she knocked. Zhao Yun looked up and waved at her with a smile: "Come in."

Jiang Ruonan has a pretty and delicate appearance, fair skin, a straight nose, and a pair of exaggeratedly large eyes. She should be a pure and charming girl.

But the only flaw was that the thick bangs on her forehead covered her pair of grey and empty black eyes, making it impossible to see her expression, and her voice was flat.

"Mr. Zhao, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhao Yun looked at the child with heartache. She was totally unlike a sixteen-year-old girl. She stuffed an envelope into her hand and said, "Your scholarship and grant for this semester have come down. You can take the money to the finance office, and you can keep the rest for yourself."

In order to protect Jiang Ruonan's self-esteem, she spoke more tactfully.

Jiang Ruonan's family favors boys over girls, and her parents have long wanted her to stop going to school. They believe that she should be content with completing nine years of compulsory education, and they will definitely not spend a penny on it.

Jiang Ruonan had excellent academic performance and was always ranked first in Yixi Town. The school applied for grants and scholarships for her because of her poor family background, which barely covered her tuition and living expenses.

But her home is too far from the school, so she needs to live on campus. The accommodation fee is a considerable expense for her, but she has been in arrears for three months.

The school kept urging her to do it, and Teacher Zhao tried her best to say a few words for her every time.

Jiang Ruonan stretched out her hands. Her hands were not as delicate as those of a little girl of her age. Instead, they were covered with thick calluses and many small wounds.

Little did she know that she had long lost her inferiority complex. Like a lifeless puppet, she took the envelope and said politely, "Thank you, Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Yun shook her head: "No." Then she patted her shoulder gently and said, "Go to class."

Jiang Ruonan nodded: "Okay."

After Jiang Ruonan left, Teacher Zhang from the next class poked her head out and said, "Is it Jiang Ruonan from your class?"

"That's right." Zhao Yun put away the test papers at hand, and sighed again as she thought about it: "Alas..."

Teacher Zhang also understood the meaning of her sigh. Jiang Ruonan was a good child in every way, except... she had parents who were not in their right mind, and especially the incident that happened in junior high school, which became known to everyone.

Then Teacher Zhang couldn't help but sigh with regret.

Pity……

Good children always come from other people's families, and so do good parents.

……

Jiang Ruonan walked out of the office and put the envelope in her pocket, holding her money tightly in her hand, which was her usual little gesture.

She first went to pay her accommodation fee, gave the money to her aunt to settle the bill, and then left without saying a word.

Then I heard the two aunts behind me talking.

Aunt Wang, who had the most popular curly hair, complained loudly: "Oh, 100 yuan is paid so late, this girl is always the last one to pay, and the director always scolds me."

Aunt Wang didn't hate Jiang Ruonan, she just had something on her mind that she couldn't get off her chest.

Because from junior high school to now, she has been responsible for collecting accommodation fees, and Jiang Ruonan always pays late, and she is the one who gets scolded for not collecting the full amount.

So she couldn't help but nag a few words.

Aunt Li beside her pulled her sleeve, winked at the direction where Jiang Ruonan was walking, and lowered her voice: "She hasn't left yet."

Aunt Wang kept eating melon seeds and shrugged nonchalantly: "So what? I'm telling the truth. You know I always tell the truth."

Then she leaned her head forward seriously and said, "It's so eerie every time I come here. I feel like this little girl doesn't look like a living person."

Aunt Li hissed, "Don't say it. I have goose bumps in broad daylight." Then she remembered something and pulled Aunt Wang to gossip in a low voice, "Do you know what's going on in her family?"

Aunt Wang nodded: "Of course I know. The last time there was such a big commotion, the ground was covered with blood and I was scared to death."

"Yes, there are few normal people in this family." Aunt Li shook her head and sighed.

Jiang Ruonan, who had not walked far, knew that they were talking about her, but she seemed to be oblivious to them and just walked towards the classroom.

Because there was nothing to defend, what they said was true, and since that incident, no one dared to approach her.

……

Jiang Ruonan hurried back to the classroom. There were thirty people in their class, and it was an elite class.

During breaks, boys and girls would go out together to buy snacks and relax, but she didn't have many friends, so she was always alone, sitting in her seat doing homework.

As soon as they sat down, the girl in the front row seemed to have trouble with a question, but the other top students had all left, leaving only Jiang Ruonan, the top student in the grade and a student council member, in the classroom.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally turned around and said, "Student Councillor, I want to ask you a question about physics. Is that ok?"

The girl's name was Chen Zhilan. Jiang Ruonan remembered her. She was the daughter of their class teacher, Teacher Zhao.

Most of the students at Yixi No. 1 Middle School were promoted from Yixi Middle School. Chen Zhilan had heard a little about Jiang Ruonan's family affairs, and she was a little scared in her heart.

She kept blinking her eyes and pursing her lips nervously.

Jiang Ruonan had long been accustomed to the reactions of the people around her. She herself was cold and aloof, so there was nothing to worry about. She glanced at the question that Chen Zhilan was pointing at.

A simple physics problem.

Just as she was about to speak, Chen Zhilan's deskmate Deng Lili came back. She saw her good friend and deskmate talking to Jiang Ruonan, and suddenly pulled her hand over.

Changing the subject: "Lanlan, I want to go shopping, can you accompany me for a while?"

Jiang Ruonan saw everything and stared at the biscuits that Deng Lili had just bought. Deng Lili noticed her cold gaze and put her hands behind her back in fear.

Jiang Ruonan still didn't react. A hint of contempt and ridicule flashed across her dark pupils. Then she lowered her head and continued to do the questions, not intending to pay attention to them.

Chen Zhilan also thought her good friend was a little strange, but she still put down her book and went with Deng Lili. She also apologized to Jiang Ruonan, "I'm sorry, student council member."

As soon as they walked out of the classroom, Chen Zhilan asked in confusion: "Lili, didn't you just go to the canteen?"

Deng Lili looked at her best friend, feeling very disappointed: "Hey, didn't I tell you? Try to stay away from Jiang Ruonan and don't deal with her!"

Chen Zhilan frowned: "I'm just asking a question, it shouldn't be that exaggerated, right?"

"It's hard to say. Look at their previous class..."

Before he could finish his words, the bell for class rang.

Deng Lili didn't have time to say anything more and hurriedly pulled Chen Zhilan to the classroom.