Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

The boy was fourteen or fifteen years old, and he cried in public just because he lost a tooth.

Leng Yanqiu continued flipping through the book. Now that he was reading history, he found it very interesting. The memory of last night was still there, and if he was taking an exam, it would be as clear as an open-book exam.

But her interesting class was still interrupted. The boy who had lost a tooth came to find the teacher and borrowed a mobile phone to call his parents.

The English teacher's surname is Yang. She is a lady who is about to retire. She has long been trying to protect herself. Now she can only handle the matter on behalf of the head teacher.

"Do you want to ask Leng Yanqiu's parents to come ahead of time?" Teacher Yang asked in a low voice. Based on her experience, the parents of students who have lost teeth will definitely come to school at lightning speed. She was worried that Leng Yanqiu would be isolated and suffer.

"No need." Leng Yanqiu stood at the stairs and shook his head. The bell for morning reading had just rang, and like Pandora's box being opened, students swarmed out of the classrooms.

"Then go back to the classroom. If a stranger calls you at the door, don't go out." Teacher Yang warned, "I will report the situation to your homeroom teacher."

Leng Yanqiu nodded, she appreciated Teacher Yang's kindness.

The noise in the classroom remained as the female classmates chattered about the cause of the lost tooth, like Sherlock Holmes.

"It must be that he had eaten candy when he was a child and his teeth were rotten from the root. A piece of paper rolled up and broke them."

"Yeah, I heard that you can't drink too much cola or orange juice. The unlucky Li Wenbo never drinks boiled water. His family is very patriarchal. He was spoiled by his two older sisters since he was a child. He doesn't have a single good tooth in his mouth..."

Leng Yanqiu returned to her seat with a cold expression. Her ears and eyes were sharp now, so it was hard for her not to hear clearly.

I'm bored, so I might as well read a book.

The leaders of the Political and Educational Department were familiar with the name Leng Yanqiu. The head teacher of Class 3 of Grade 9 had to take leave for family matters, and the tooth-losing incident was reported directly to the Political and Educational Department.

When Li Wenbo's parents heard over the phone that their son was injured and bleeding, they rushed to the school without stopping. They even exaggerated it and gathered together Li's eldest uncle, second uncle and parents, three elders from the other family, to come and question the school.

Losing teeth is no small matter, you may never grow them back in your lifetime!

Less than ten minutes into the first math class, the teacher's cell phone started playing, inviting Leng Yanqiu to go to the political education department.

Familiar taste, familiar recipe!

What was different from yesterday was that Leng Yanqiu traveled light and did not carry a backpack.

What is the same is the lukewarm attitude, slow pace, and an expression of "Are you all idiots?"

Li Wenbo's uncle was more excited than his own father. He stroked the back of his nephew's head with one hand and pointed in Leng Yanqiu's direction with the other hand: "He is the only child in our family's third branch. How dare you, little girl, do such a shady thing to him? Look, one of his teeth has fallen out, and the other two have lost their corners. Tell me how we should compensate him!"

Leng Yanqiu had just entered the house and was confused by the accusations: "What does his tooth falling out have to do with me? Why should I pay for it?"

"Wow, it was she who hit me!" The cowardly Li Wenbo burst into tears again. The kid was just a little naughty. In fact, he didn't do anything evil that would anger God and man. He didn't have the courage to do that.

"Dean, look at the attitude of your students! They beat someone up and still refuse to admit it! No, you must deal with this matter seriously! My little Bo's teeth fell out and it's like he was disfigured..."

This was Li Wenbo's excited mother rushing forward, but she was immediately stopped by several experienced teachers from the Political Education Department.

Amid the noise, Vice Principal Lin rushed in, wiping the sweat off his forehead. He looked at Leng Yanqiu's calm face for three seconds, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he shouted, "Check the surveillance!"

That’s right, installing high-tech equipment but not thinking about how to use it from time to time is a waste of resources.

No matter how much you talk, it's useless. You have to see clearly what your child has done before you can shut up.

Li Wenbo's eyes were sparkling with tears.

In the surveillance video of the morning reading class of Class 3, Grade 9, the students first wandered around like they were in a vegetable market. After Teacher Yang came into the room, they all pretended to read with their heads shaking. Then Teacher Yang closed the door and disappeared. Li Wenbo's playful expression came to life. He began to tear up books and roll up strips of paper. He rolled more than a dozen strips, folded them in half, and then stretched out the rubber band with one hand, looking for targets to shoot from all directions.

Li Wenbo in the video was like a monkey, but Leng Yanqiu in the corner never looked up. She was flipping through the books steadily, one after another.

When the paper bullet was shot at her, Leng Yanqiu not only did not raise her head, she did not even raise her eyelids. She just moved her fingers. This movement could only be captured blurry by magnifying the video screen.

So, can Li Wenbo, who is jumping around like a monkey and bringing trouble upon himself, put the blame on Leng Yanqiu if he loses a tooth?

"The video is very clear, proving that Leng Yanqiu was concentrating on studying during the morning reading class. She had no idea that someone was making trouble, and there was no intentional act of hurting a classmate. Li Wenbo's tooth loss was his own fault. The school will also warn Li Wenbo not to disrupt class discipline in the future..."

Vice Principal Lin made the final decision and asked Leng Yanqiu to return to the classroom to attend classes as usual, leaving a group of people to continue handling the follow-up.

No one expected that Leng Yanqiu would have an unrelated request: "Can I borrow two sets of questions to look at?"

There were several piles of high school entrance examination papers on the desk behind the political and educational department. They covered all subjects and had been accumulated over the past few years. Leng Yanqiu took a fancy to them.

"Of course you can borrow it! Borrow as many as you want! Take as many as you want!" You never expected it, right? From the vice-principal to the director to the teacher, everyone was instantly enthusiastic. They just wanted to see good students who love to study and do exercises!

Li Wenbo's parents: What kind of a fairy kid is this? He's so good at pretending...

Li Wenbo: I can testify that Sancun Ding is just pretending. She doesn't study at all and just hangs her head and stares blankly.

Leng Yanqiu, who was carrying a stack of test papers, did not look heavy at all. After dealing with this small dispute, the math class was not over yet. Leng Yanqiu quietly entered the classroom from the back door, and the wooden door that had been creaking did not make any sound at all.

The test papers were piled high on the desk. She just rested her elbows comfortably on the desk, maintaining a standing posture, and listened to the end of the class.

It seems that if you don't regard classes as a burden but as a way to have fun, classes will not be so long and painful.

Without the toothless Li Wenbo in the classroom, the teachers felt relieved and the relationship between teachers and students was unusually harmonious throughout the morning.

For Leng Yanqiu, the most harmonious thing is when no one finds him to provoke.

Her body was a little delicate now. She lost her appetite when she thought about the food in the canteen. Since her head teacher was not coming to school, she simply went to the canteen to cancel the meal herself. She was told that the cancellation must be processed through the school logistics department. She used the ten-minute break between classes to run back to the office building and found the logistics director to handle it.

This is definitely not something that the previous Leng Yanqiu could do.

After skipping the campus lunch, Leng Yanqiu followed the crowd going home from school. She had originally planned to buy only a mobile phone, but she saw a second-hand phone in the store for a very cheap price. After a little bargaining, she only spent 800 yuan after purchasing a charger and a mobile phone card and topping up her phone bills, leaving her with more than 4,000 yuan. She then asked for a three-wheeled electric vehicle with the simplest style and the cheapest price in the store next door, which cost less than 3,000 yuan.

Spending money is really a pleasant thing. In the previous three hundred years, I only practiced in seclusion. How could I experience the joy of "shopping, buying, buying"?

If you have high requirements for the food you eat, then buy some vegetable seeds. The quality of the ones you grow yourself should be good, right?

The time at noon was short, so she hurried back to school after shopping. She still needed to practice controlling the tricycle, and the handlebars twisted and turned several times before she mastered the driving skills.

Leng Yanqiu had not anticipated that this three-wheeled electric vehicle would cause a sensation when it entered the school. When she bought it, she mainly thought that it was cheap and could hold more things. It had multiple wheels and multiple compartments, and it was cost-effective.

But whose kids go to school on a tricycle? Aren’t two-wheeled electric bicycles or electric motorcycles cooler?

"Haha, I'm studying on a tricycle..."

The ears were filled with laughter and chatter. The school leaders standing on duty at the gate had an indescribable look on their faces. The gatekeeper stretched out his arms to stop them for a while, and only let them in after confirming that they were students from their school.

The first one.

The name Leng Yanqiu and the nickname "Three-inch Ding" became more famous in the school.

Fortunately, she didn't care and was able to charge without batting an eyelid. She drove the electric tricycle directly to the charging station dedicated to faculty and staff to charge it. It was newly bought and was low on power.

Anyway, she was very happy. Leng Yanqiu looked back every few steps as she walked towards the teaching building. She felt that the tricycle was shiny and beautiful from every angle.

That’s right, once I entered the classroom, my good mood disappeared.

Her desk was a mess, with stacked textbooks and test papers scattered on the floor, and there was fresh water on the ground.

The students ignored it as if it was nothing new and continued walking and playing around as usual, leaving wet footprints on the test papers.

This was normal operation. It happened often before. Leng Yanqiu would carry his schoolbag wherever he went.

There was no anger on her face. She just glanced at the classmates who were either continuing to laugh or secretly spying on her movements. Then she reached out and grabbed the back of the collars of the two boys closest to her and dragged them to the desk.

These two had bullied her many times before. Although they didn't have the courage to be the mastermind, they were definitely not innocent.

"Go, restore me to my original state, within one minute."

There was a sense of unquestionability in Leng Yanqiu's voice.

"Why? We didn't remove it for you!"

"That's right, you three-inch guy..."

The two boys' voices were cut off by a loud "bang".

It was the sound of two heads hitting each other.

"Fifty seconds!"

"Oh you three——"

"Boom!"

"Forty seconds!"

"Boom!"

"Don't touch it, I'll pick it up for you!"

"Boom!"

"Ah - I told you to pick it up, but you still touched it!"

The two male students, whose heads were buzzing, throats were aching, and chests were aching, and who could not get rid of the shackles no matter how hard they tried, gave in, bent down, and got busy.

"Twenty-five seconds!"

Leng Yanqiu's voice was still clear and gentle, and his hands were crossed and rubbed together in front of him.

The classroom was very quiet. The few students who were running around all found empty seats nearby and sat down, looking at each other.

"Leave it as it is!"

Leng Yanqiu's voice rose again, and the two dizzy male classmates were about to cry: "The rotten ones on the ground can't be picked off."

"Not us—not just the two of us—but also him, him, her, and several others who stepped on the books!"

"Ah - don't - it hurts!"

"You are so brave, let go - ah -"