She Only Cares About Cultivation

Five Thousand Years, she doesn’t know how many lives she’s traversed. History is what she’s explored the most, so she chose history class.

After the exam ended, she didn’t linger in the county; she went straight home.

What she didn’t expect was, at the beginning of August, not only did she receive an advanced title for Chinese, but she also got one for calligraphy and history?

My God, if she’s taking eight classes, does she get eight certificates?

Getting three certificates from one exam, she’s probably the only one in the county, right?

On the certificate-receiving day, key junior and senior high schools in the county extended olive branches to her. In the end, she couldn’t refuse further and chose history and calligraphy—one at junior high, one at senior high, balanced and unbiased.

She ultimately couldn’t part with the kids in the village, so she proposed a non-office requirement, only teaching classes, including at the elementary school. She teaches in the morning, then returns to the county from the village, and again back to teach in the village. This way, her monthly salary could amount to over forty dollars, after conversion.

Moreover, the school said that as long as she needed, they could help her with housing issues.

The reason she dared to do this is actually because she has a bicycle, and reaching the village was said to be assisted by the school with the bike. With a bicycle, she only needs two and a half hours each day for travel.

It may sound far, but she thinks having a richer life is worth it, because it doesn’t delay anything for her.

She told the middle and high school that someone helps to take care of the kids and the elementary school said the city’s school helps out. In truth, she still takes care of them herself, letting them spend more time in space, which isn’t bad. When they turn three, sending them to preschool would be more convenient.

Noon meals are all eaten in space. Now, she teaches two morning classes and during the big recess, she rides to the county. If faced with irresistible bad weather, she calls the school to adjust classes. Because she’s truly a talent, the school is willing to put in the effort to keep her. When the child grows older, surely she’ll choose to register at the county, wouldn’t she?

Given the choice of registered urban residential food, why still value the rural registration? It’s baffling!

Baffling, isn’t it? Totally clueless. Now she’s just doing part-time, and even if she wants to quit, she’d quit the city job anytime.

Because, in a few years, teachers will be like rats crossing the street, everyone shouting to expel them. Quicker withdrawal is better than anything.

Teaching at a countryside school is truly safe.

So in these years, it’s good to snatch some profits.

Only by working harder, outside people understand their family’s good condition is because she trades time for it.

Tossing around daily, who can tolerate it?

Just the bumpy road alone, even cycling, can reveal one’s five internal organs, right?

Considering the weather situation, it’s not possible to always be lucky in encountering bad weather at the rural elementary school. It might happen in the city too, so finding a house, having a landing spot, letting Qiuxia and others come over occasionally for a meal, improving the food a little, is necessary.

But nowadays, city housing is tight, each household has around ten to twenty people crowded in homes of ten to twenty square meters. Where to buy a house? Can she buy one?

Knowing it’s impossible, but she still doesn’t want to give up. After school in the afternoon, while it’s still light, she strolls around the county selling eggs, and casually gathers news from people buying eggs.

Because she always disguises herself, she’s not worried about being recognized someday.