Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 501 - 500 Textbook

Chapter 501: Chapter 500 Textbook

"Of course you can."

In his unease, Lin Nianhe smiled gently: "I believe in you."

He Jianyu’s eyes lit up, very brightly.

"Great! Next time, next time I go, I will also buy a Red Star for Teacher Hehe!"

"Alright, let’s make a pinky promise."

"Pinky promise!"

On March 8, 1976, He Jianyu once again said he wanted to join the army, and he also wanted to purchase a Red Star for his teacher.

He Jianyu clutched the Red Star over his heart and returned to his seat, sitting up straight as soldiers do in the movies.

Lin Nianhe took her eyes off him and picked up the last reward, saying: "Third place, Bai Xiaojun."

Bai Xiaojun blinked his eyes, jumped off the stool, and rolled like a small ball up to Lin Nianhe: "Teacher Hehe, what’s my prize?"

He looked at Lin Nianhe with eyes full of expectation.

Lin Nianhe asked in return: "What do you want?"

"I want... umm, I want white rabbits!" Bai Xiaojun’s cheeks were flushed, not from embarrassment, but excitement.

"Why is that?" Lin Nianhe continued to ask.

"My sister loves eating White Rabbit, I want lots and lots of White Rabbit, so she can like me the best!"

Bai Xiaojun spoke confidently.

Lin Nianhe briefly recalled all the things Bai Xiaojun had done... Could the issue of Zheng Shan not liking him the best really be solved by a few kilograms of White Rabbit candies?

Lin Nianhe quickly dismissed her doubts, making sure not to let her skepticism affect the child.

She hadn’t prepared White Rabbit candies, but instead gave Bai Xiaojun several comic books.

As neither Bai Xiaojun nor Zheng Shan had expressed their wishes, Lin Nianhe had to guess gifts for them based on their personalities.

Bai Xiaojun, holding the books and blinking, seemed a bit disappointed that it wasn’t White Rabbit candy.

Lin Nianhe poked his chubby cheek: "This is about the heroes of Mount Liang, filled with knights performing acts of chivalry."

Bai Xiaojun opened his mouth wide: "That’s so cool!"

"Yes," Lin Nianhe rubbed his head, "Too much sugar is bad for your teeth, you can read books with your sister."

"Can this make my sister like me the best?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She couldn’t really tell the truth.

She cleared her throat and said, "I think Shanshan has always really liked you, you guys are the closest."

Otherwise, stuffing bugs into her mouth so many times, it’s a miracle she is still alive.

The latter half she swallowed down, never to be spoken in her lifetime.

At once, Bai Xiaojun’s eyes reddened, and clutching the book, he ran to Zheng Shan: "Sister! Sister! I like you the most! After class, I will take you bug hunting!"

Zheng Shan: "..."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

It seems spending New Year in the provincial city didn’t make Bai Xiaojun forget his hobby.

It can only be said... this child adapts really well, unlike others who would be panicked by a drastic drop in living standards, how could he be so content like Bai Xiaojun?

Lin Nianhe looked at Zheng Shan’s horrified eyes sympathetically, and quickly stopped Bai Xiaojun’s dangerous idea: "Because Shanshan was originally in third grade, starting today, she needs to study other content after class, Xiao Jun, you..."

Right on cue, Niuwa jumped in: "Teacher Hehe, I can play with Xiao Jun."

With Brother Niuwa stepping in, Bai Xiaojun immediately forgot his own sister.

He nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

Having soothed every child, Teacher Hehe started her day’s lessons.

The first lesson she didn’t lecture, but gave out a blackboard full of math and Chinese questions for a baseline assessment.

After a week of review, the results were fruitful; everyone, except Bai Xiaojun, scored one hundred percent.

During the break, Lin Nianhe corrected the test papers, just as she put down her pen, Yu Xiangqin came in holding a stack of books that looked like notebooks.

"Sister Xiangqin?"

Yu Xiangqin put the items on Lin Nianhe’s desk, wiped off her sweat, and said: "This is the new textbook for your class, my mother has ordered them, take a look."

Lin Nianhe’s eyes lit up, and she quickly picked up a "textbook" of Chinese.

The cover was made of kraft paper, hole-punched with an awl and tied with white string, and the texts inside were written stroke by stroke by Lin Nianhe, then printed one by one onto wax paper by Yu Xiangqin.

Yu Xiangqin’s writing was very beautiful, upright in small regular script, clear and understandable.

"Sister Xiangqin, you’ve worked hard." Lin Nianhe gratefully held Yu Xiangqin’s hand and excitedly said.

Yu Xiangqin rolled her eyes: "Don’t mention it." After saying that, she let go of her hand, "I’m leaving, you distribute them yourself."

"Alright!"

After seeing Yu Xiangqin off, Lin Nianhe picked up the new textbooks again.

Their new textbooks were selected from texts of ten years ago, with more knowledge, and more comprehensive content.

Lin Nianhe flipped through the textbook from beginning to end, then placed them one by one on the children’s desks.

The bell rang again for class, and the children rushed back to the classroom.

Seeing a new "notebook" on their desks, they were all curious, some immediately flipped it open, while others just stared at the cover.

Lin Nianhe clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention and said: "This is your new textbook, we will follow the content of this textbook for lectures from now on, but—"

She paused and told a lie: "This textbook is only lent to you, you can only read it in the classroom, you cannot take it home, nor write your name in it, and you definitely cannot copy the content of the book into your own notebooks, understood?"

The children did not grasp her true meaning; they just habitually obeyed the teacher, nodding one by one. Some children’s hands were dirty, and they quickly wiped their fingers with their clothes, fearing they would dirty the borrowed textbook.

Lin Nianhe watched their actions, feeling a bit helpless.

She didn’t want to go against the rules, but she had too little time; she would inevitably leave in two years, she could only teach them as much knowledge as possible in the least amount of time.

But she was not very worried, because this was Ten Miles Team.

In another place, such an idea would never even come into her mind.

Lin Nianhe exhaled softly, emphasized the rules again, made sure every child remembered them, and then began the lesson.

The new textbook did not have any struggle nor the typical "Dog landlord"; the children were amazed, their bright eyes widened listening to words they had never heard, thinking about questions they had never considered.

Lin Nianhe’s lips curved up slightly, she knew, today’s textbook would impact them for the rest of their lives.

Today was Monday, and she had classes all morning. By noon, her throat was a bit hoarse, and her legs were sore.

It had been too long since she’d taught like this, she was indeed not used to it.

"Sister Lan, please, can you give me a ride on your bike?"

Outside the classroom, Lin Nianhe tugged at Wen Lan’s clothing, her eyes watery as she looked at her.

Wen Lan was quite puzzled: "What were you up to this morning?"

"Lecturing, a morning full of classes, my legs are almost breaking." Lin Nianhe said pitifully.

"If you work in the fields, I’ll carry you back. I have to carry you back even from teaching?"

"Um... Sister Lan, you’re the best Sister Lan..."

"Silly girl."

"Yes, yes, I’m silly, I’m the silliest, can you scold me after you’ve given me a lift back?"

"..."

Just then, Wang Shumei came out leaning on the wall, seeing Wen Lan, she immediately teared up: "Xiao Lan, help me, my legs are about to break..."

Wen Lan: "..."