She Only Cares About Cultivation

An Yi has already achieved her goal, so causing harm with no benefit must be done selectively. In a situation like this, where the other party has already made a commitment, there’s no need to push too hard, because sometimes causing harm to the enemy may lead to self-harm.

The secretary is really afraid that An Yi might just go on strike and quit, so before the school term starts, he visits with the village chief every day, fearing any changes to the promises made earlier.

An Yi didn’t make things difficult for them anymore: "Teaching is fine, but,"

"Rest assured, their children will definitely not be in your class,"

An Yi was a bit stunned and glanced at them, "You want me to teach Mandarin to first, second, and third grade, as long as the children are of schooling age, how can you pick them out? Forget it, I’ve made up my mind too, adults are adults, and shouldn’t involve the children, otherwise what do I become? Will I vent my anger on the children? Sometimes I’m a bit capricious, but when I calm down, I also reflect on myself,"

"Then Teacher An, what do you mean?"

"During my classes, our two families’ houses, my home is fine, with the nut there, no one dares to enter. But Qiuxia’s family’s house, who knows if someone would damage it? Life is already difficult for us, I hope the village can teach some restless people a lesson. Apart from today’s search you conducted, I’ve already found marks of things being moved in her house. What does this mean? I haven’t mentioned it because I have no evidence, but today the village chief and the secretary are here, I think some things need to be pointed out,"

Fortunately, before the sisters left, they put the valuable things they cared about in her home, otherwise, wouldn’t it be nothing left after going to school and coming back?

"Such a thing? How despicable, this is theft and must be severely punished."

"They might not have found anything last time, but who can guarantee they won’t target other houses? Later if I go to school, I’ll return early and late, unless it’s the weekend, how could I keep an eye on their situation? So please, if there’s anything going on in the village, keep an eye out!"

Actually, with eyes closed one could guess who did this, besides Qiuxia and Caihua’s family, no one else could do it. Once there’s a target, it’s easier to focus, both made guarantees, and An Yi naturally won’t make difficulties about teaching.

An Yi didn’t plan to stay at school, she’d rather suffer a bit tiredness and take her daughter home. One round trip is just over an hour, still within the tolerable range.

Moreover, the children have to walk to and from school too, with so many children as companions, the road wouldn’t feel lonely.

Three days later was her day to report to school. Since there’s a lunch break, she needed to carry bedding, they say it’s a two-person room, she planned to observe the environment, and if uncomfortable, she’d sneak her treasure into space.

Before leaving she checked her home thoroughly, putting the things she thought usable in the space, then glanced at the nut and spoke earnestly.

"There are many people in this village longing for your death, so never eat what others give you, understand?"

The nut tilted its head, its dark eyes vibrantly looking at her, whimpering, its tail shaking wildly.

Rest assured, besides what you give, I won’t eat anything from others’ homes, it’s terribly bad, nothing tastes as good as our home food.

Their family eats meat bones frequently, even the leftovers fed to it have minced meat—what other family has this treatment?

Its brain hasn’t gone empty to eat those hard things like stones. Not afraid to chip its teeth! Afraid of indigestion!

Though An Yi couldn’t hear the nut’s grumbling, she reached her hand to pat its head.

"Don’t worry, the treasure and I will be back tonight, today’s food is placed in your trough, remember, don’t eat it all at once, or later you’ll be hungry, gauge yourself wisely."

"Woof woof~! (Goodbye)"

An Yi calculated her own time to be quite early, so she placed the luggage in the space, the bamboo basket carried an excited An Ran.

With the nut watching, she locked the front door and set off to her next stage to strive on.

Because she went early, she hadn’t encountered any children, the mother and daughter dared to talk, and dared to respond. Not knowing what An Yi was saying, nor An Ran expressing what, they dialogued till they reached school. At seven thirty in the morning, the school was quiet, an old man was sweeping the ground, producing a swishing sound.