She Only Cares About Cultivation

Liang Tian weighed her words, then looked at An Yi very seriously and said.

"You didn’t do anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"

An Yi raised her head to the Sky with a meaningful look: "Sometimes, it’s not that you didn’t do anything wrong, and problems just won’t come looking for you."

"But teaching and educating people really suits you. Even though we’re a Farming System, think about it, aren’t you planning not to harvest this field in spring anyway? Just plant a bit in front and behind your own house, that’s more than enough for your family, isn’t it?"

An Yi frowned. "How come you’re getting more and more unreasonable? This is a Farming System for me, right? Why can’t I farm? Why are you using moral kidnapping to force me into being a teacher? The kid is still so small. You think teaching every day is easy? You have to sit in the office, take the civil service-style exam, attend meetings, prepare lessons—there’s a whole pile of trivial stuff waiting for me. How is that better than me staying in the rural area and taking care of my child? No way, the more I think about it, the more I feel I can’t take this job, and I won’t do it."

"I’ve already been Devoted to the end in the first half of my life. In the second half, I want to live the way I imagined. I don’t want to live too tired. As for being a teacher, which of them doesn’t worry themselves to death? And on top of that, plenty of parents and kids don’t understand, some even go head‑to‑head against the teacher. No, I’m not doing this job. At worst, I just won’t take this Merit Value. What’s the big deal?"

An Yi’s attitude was firm. As for it, a System, what could it say? She had completed every task very well, and this quick‑travel trip was nearing its end. She was about to welcome a new life. Its bond with her might end any moment now, or maybe... start over again—none of that was yet certain.

It did want Merit Value, but it wasn’t going to want it with no bottom line. In this situation, it was obvious she was someone with her own mind. Fine, just let things take their course.

So, An Yi turned down what others saw as a once‑in‑a‑lifetime opportunity. Although the school side felt it was a pity, they still left her with these words.

"As long as you’ve thought it through, you can come anytime. Here’s the procedure for taking the civil service-style exam for the post. You’re not yet 35. I suggest, I really suggest you use these two years while you’re at home with the child to pass this exam. Once you’re on the official staffing, in a few years when you want to come to school, won’t it just take a minute for you to start work?"

This was honest talk. An Yi knew they meant well and gladly agreed.

After that she went to pay the tuition for the two little sisters. Although the two of them insisted on paying it themselves, An Yi still paid it for them.

"Later you two can just write me an IOU. Your money is limited, keep it for food. I’ll take care of this tuition and accommodation fee for you. With nothing to worry about, just study hard. Getting into high school beats everything. Once you’re inside the campus, you don’t have to care about other people’s looks."

Three days later, they had to come to the school to register, so after paying the miscellaneous and accommodation fees (250,000 yuan), they checked out of the guesthouse, caught the bus and then transferred to an ox cart, and only got home after dark. Once back, they followed the requirements on the admission and registration notice to get bedding, clothes and such ready.

In this era there were no standardized sheets and quilt covers, and even things like school uniforms only existed in big cities. Up here in the Northeast, it’s cold, and wearing school uniforms isn’t very practical.

Because reporting to school also required an introduction letter issued by the village, the previous trip had been written as "going out on business," while this time they directly wrote "going to school," and also handed over the admission notice from Dingyuan County No. 1 Primary Middle School, which left the village chief stunned.

"Oh my dear mother, you went for a school interview and got in? Such a big deal, how come you didn’t say anything?"

The village chief’s wife, hearing this from the side, immediately leaned over curiously. Seeing the characters on the red seal, she read them out word by word, and her expression grew heavier and heavier.

She looked, a bit dumbfounded, at these two "little sisters" before her whom even she had once looked down on... After the family split, they had grown robustly. They used to walk with their heads down; now they looked at them full of confidence, their brows and eyes filled with longing for the future. Girls like this are wonderful. Back then she must have had lard over her eyes, joining those gossiping women to make a fuss?

"You, you two weren’t illiterate? And you got this just from those few days in the literacy class?"

Admiration was admiration, but the village chief’s wife still felt a bit unconvinced. Who knew that as soon as she finished speaking, the village chief glared at her.

"You really are long hair and short insight. How could it just be a few days in the literacy class? Before the New Year they studied for two months, and after the New Year..."

Because of the unpleasantness before the New Year, after the New Year An Yi didn’t take over again. She declined with the excuse of not feeling well, shut herself indoors all day, and hardly even saw these two sisters.