Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

After looking around the classroom, Xu's mother finally spotted Xiong Bufan and Xu Yaqin's backs in the third row. Seeing that the two were sitting upright, she assumed they were paying attention in class and gradually felt relieved. She then went to the office to ask the teacher about Xiong Bufan's situation.

Every parent-teacher meeting, some parents would arrive at the school early to ask the teachers about their children's situation. Xu Jiaojiao and Xu Fenghua's parent-teacher meetings were attended by Xu's mother. Some of the teachers had taught both children, so Xu's mother was considered a semi-acquaintance of the teachers.

The school is small, and all the teachers in a grade are basically in the same office, which makes it convenient for them to discuss each child's situation.

After Xu's mother knocked on the door and entered the office, almost all the teachers looked at her. Xu's mother was a little embarrassed, but she still went to Xu Fenghua's homeroom teacher to find out the basic situation.

Xiong Bufan smelled Xu's mother's scent when Xu Yaqin called her, so she wouldn't wake up so quickly. When she turned around to look at the back door, Xu's mother was no longer there.

Xu's mother had probably gone off to play somewhere. Xiong Bufan wasn't worried that she would encounter any danger; on the contrary, he was looking forward to the parent-teacher meeting later.

This was the first time in a month that Xu's mother had come to the school. The homeroom teacher shook her head and sighed as she spoke.

Xu Fenghua hasn't been focused lately; she doesn't seem to be paying attention to her studies. As parents, we need to put in extra effort. Although the junior high school entrance exams in the second half of the year aren't as important as the college entrance exams, they are still very important.

Xu's mother could only agree to everything, promising to pay attention to Xiong Bufan's emotions when she got back and to help her focus on her studies.

After the homeroom teacher finished speaking, the other subject teachers chimed in, telling Xu's mother about Xiong Bufan's various misdeeds, including but not limited to recruiting followers at school, calling himself "father," sleeping in class, eating in class, and running outside other classrooms to watch the commotion while being punished, thus disturbing other children's studies...

In less than half an hour, Xu's mother's face turned bright red with shame. She wished she could find a small bamboo whip and lash Xiong Bufan's bottom. Who told her not to study properly? Didn't she know that studying was the only way to get out of the mountains?

The bell finally rang at 9:30, and the other parents were dropped off at school. Some parents started asking the teachers about the situation. Xu's mother sighed with relief. She was finally free. The embarrassment she had lost in just half an hour was more than she had lost in her entire life.

Following the scent, Xiong Bufan found Xu's mother. "Did you bring me something to eat? I'm a little hungry." As he spoke, Xiong Bufan rubbed his stomach.

Xu's mother clenched her fist and then relaxed it. This was a school, and she had to consider her child's reputation. If it weren't for the school, she would have really wanted to give this brat a good beating with a bamboo whip. Even if she couldn't beat him, she would still beat him. The main reason was that this child was just too naughty. "No, I'll get you something to eat when we get back."

"Oh."

With a sliver of hope, Xu Yaqin asked, "Auntie, have you seen my mom?" She hoped her younger brother's stomach didn't hurt, and that her mom would come to her parent-teacher conference.

Xu's mother: "No, but I will help you both attend the parent-teacher conference."

"Thank you, aunt."

Xu's mother patted Xu Yaqin's head and glared at Xiong Bufan. "Can't the third son learn from Yaqin and give her some face instead of making her lose face?"

Xiong Bufan was bewildered by the glare. She hadn't done anything wrong lately; she was a model citizen every day, the only thing missing was robbing thugs to donate to an orphanage.

Thug: Thank you.

They're both children, so why is there such a big difference?

The teachers left the classroom one after another, and the children led their parents back to their seats. Xu's mother followed her two children and sat between them to hold a parent-teacher conference.

The teacher began distributing the students' report cards. The students who did well were naturally not worried, while the students who did not do well wished they could hide their report cards. Unfortunately, with their parents sitting next to them, they did not dare to make any moves.

The parents of the top student and the two children who made the most progress in the class were invited to speak and share their parenting experiences. However, most of them said that the teachers taught well and that they did not need to supervise their children.

Xu's mother thought that what happened in the office was already her limit, but she didn't expect the atmosphere in the classroom to be even more unbearable. Looking at Xiong Bufan's grades, she felt as if all the parents around her were watching her, and all the whispers were directed at her and her daughter. Xu's mother had never felt so humiliated. What if the teacher called her to the podium to criticize her? Xu's mother was restless and wanted to go home immediately.

Xiong Bufan noticed Xu's mother's unease and reassured her, "Don't worry, there's no danger. Besides, I think I did pretty well on the test."

Xu's mother thought to herself: You are the greatest danger to me and make me lose face.

The child is her own, and she can't beat him, so Xu's mother can only endure it. However, the good news is that after the teacher called on the parents of the top student in the class and the parents of the students with the fastest improvement in grades, she didn't call on any other parents to speak. Instead, she started to explain the school's precautions, the importance of the small test, and finally the importance of compulsory education.

Attending parent-teacher conferences was even more unbearable than taking exams. By the end of the conference, Xu's mother was soaked in sweat and fled the school as if she were running away.

Xu Yaqin had been secretly watching her mother and Xiong Bufan. Now, she asked Xiong Bufan worriedly, "Fenghua, will your aunt beat you when you go home tonight?" If she didn't do well on the exam, her mother would beat her and make her drop out of school.

Clutching the change left by Xu's mother, Xiong Bufan said, "She wouldn't dare. I'm going to buy some delicious food." Then he ran to the convenience store to buy some treats.

Xu Yaqin had always envied Xu Fenghua, who had impartial parents and a caring older sister, unlike her, who had nothing.

When Xu's mother returned home, Xu's father happened to be making wooden talismans in the courtyard. He looked up and said, "Junior sister, why are you back so early?"

"Master, shall we send our third son to cultivate Taoism?"

Xu's father used too much force, and the wooden talisman in his hand was destroyed. He threw the ruined jujube wood aside and said, "Junior sister, what happened?"

After calming down, Xu's mother said, "I'm serious. I've been thinking about it all the way here. There's no future in studying like this for the third son. He should go on to cultivate Taoism."

Now there are monastic colleges; after completing courses at a dojo, passing the entrance exam for a monastic college is considered equivalent to taking the college entrance exam.

They all knew that the third brother had been resurrected in another's body, and they had accepted it. If the sect found out about this, Xu's father didn't know whether the third brother would die first or the sect would be destroyed.

After careful consideration, Xu's father said, "Junior sister, the third brother is not Fenghua. It wouldn't be good for him to go to the sect."

Xu's mother looked at Xu's father with the same look she had given him, and slowly said, "We'll just explain the situation to our sect. Besides, if the third son goes crazy, it's beyond our control."

Mr. Xu always felt that Mrs. Xu wanted to send the child away because of today's parent-teacher meeting, so he carefully said, "Junior sister, if the child's grades are not good, we can teach him again, or find tutors. There is no need to send him to the sect. You know how tough it is in the sect." Besides, does Junior sister really not have a grudge against the sect?

Mr. Xu was a traditional patriarch who always felt that happiness came from having his children by his side. He did not want the tragedy that had befallen his father and himself to happen to his children, who would not be by his side, or even see him one last time. In the end, his children would only spend their long lives in regret and remorse.

“Honey, I know, but we can’t support our youngest son for the rest of his life. We have to think about his future. If he doesn’t study well, there’s no future for him even if he keeps studying. It would be better for him to start practicing Taoism early and take the entrance exam for a Taoist academy. He’ll be respected just as much when he comes out.”

Xu's father picked up the badly carved wooden talisman and said, "Let me think about it some more."

"Honey, think about it carefully."