A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Meng Donglai only stopped what he was doing when the rooster crowed.

He watched the person beneath him sleeping soundly on the straw mat soaked with sweat, then pulled on some trousers and went outside to boil water.

The hot water was for Xia Jiaojiao; he was taking a cold shower.

It's hot now, so there's no need to use very hot water for a shower.

Even after their passionate encounter, Meng Donglai still felt embarrassed when facing a woman's body.

"Xia, wake up, take a shower before you go to sleep."

Li Jiaojiao refused to open her eyes: "I'm exhausted, can't a person get some sleep?"

After turning over, he refused to acknowledge Meng Donglai.

She was covered in sweat, her long, black hair damp and clumped together.

Meng Donglai had no choice but to bring in the only bucket of water to fetch hot water for her to wash her body.

After drying her hair, I changed the water and washed it again.

"Why are you moving my head?" Li Jiaojiao asked him, still half asleep.

"I'll wash your hair."

"Hmm... okay, I'll wash you." Li Jiaojiao suddenly raised her head to the left.

Meng Donglai had just moved her head from the left to the right.

The only soap they had at home was the cheapest kind, but he didn't give it to her; he just washed her hair with water.

Today he suddenly found the oily smell of that stinky soap incredibly unpleasant.

She has a very gentle, calm, and slightly playful floral scent, which is a very unique fragrance.

This was the first time he had ever smelled this scent.

Meng Donglai subconsciously felt that using that smelly soap on her was simply pollution.

Even plain water is cleaner than this smelly soap; at least after washing with water, the unique floral scent won't be tainted.

The sky was completely bright, and the sun was shining high in the sky.

The village's loudspeakers relentlessly bombarded everyone's eardrums.

Including the sleeping fox spirit, Jiao Jiao.

"So noisy, so annoying!" Li Jiaojiao covered her ears, trying to escape this torment. "Could you please plug my ears? The noise is attacking my ears!"

After a moment's thought, Tuotuo replied, "Okay, host. I've already blocked out the noise for you."

Li Jiaojiao tossed and turned on the bed, complaining, "It's so hot outside, like an oven, I can't sleep."

She could see the wall clearly now, which she couldn't see clearly last night; it was made of adobe bricks from top to bottom.

When she couldn't sleep, she would ask Tuotuo to send her the plot details.

The original owner's name was Xia Jiaojiao, and she volunteered to teach in a rural area.

To spare her too much hardship, her parents used their connections to transfer her to Anqing Province, which was not far from their home.

The original owner became a teacher at the commune school, living in the educated youth settlement.

Aside from the daily farm work, the original owner had no worries at all during the three years he spent in the countryside.

She could have avoided farm work, but she loved to eat delicious food.

The work points she earned as a teacher were barely enough to make ends meet, and she couldn't bear to spend the money her parents sent her.

She took the initiative to approach the production team to ask for help with farm work.

The brigade cadres did not assign any heavy farm work; it was just picking beans, cutting pig feed, and gathering firewood.

They only let her do chores that children do, because she also had to teach.

In the village, she was also a respected teacher, Ms. Xia.

Drowning in the river after being drugged was the only obstacle she encountered, an obstacle she couldn't overcome even at the cost of her life.

"How tragic!" Li Jiaojiao flipped through the original owner's memories;

The original owner had ideals and beliefs, but unfortunately, he failed because of this.

The original owner's wishes were: "To find the person who harmed her, to become a good teacher, and to be filial to her parents."

She was an only child. When she died in an accident, her parents in Shanghai rushed over in a panic. When they actually saw their daughter's body, Xia's mother fainted before she could even cry out in grief.

No matter how they investigated, they couldn't find anything wrong.

Her parents regretted it for the rest of their lives, and when they died, only their subordinates and students helped with their funeral arrangements.

After sorting through the original owner's memories, Li Jiaojiao lay in bed for a while longer before getting up.

There was a bowl of white porridge and a steamed bun in front of her.

Next to it was a note with crooked handwriting that read, "Breakfast, out in the fields."

Seeing that handwriting made Li Jiaojiao feel distressed: "He absolutely has to practice calligraphy."

The original owner wasn't strict with students, but he wasn't without requirements either.

The first thing she taught her students was to write neatly and to be upright in character.

It's obvious that Meng Donglai can't do either of those things; he doesn't even qualify to be a student.

She could never forget that Meng Dong said last night that they couldn't get married, but he would make it up to her with his actions.

They can't be together, etc.

Li Jiaojiao didn't want to eat these; the original owner had dried meat in the educated youth camp.

The sun at eight o'clock was already strong enough to make you sweat profusely.

She returned to her dormitory, sweating profusely, and began chewing on dried meat.

The beef was really dry and tough; she couldn't chew it after a while, so she had to use water from the kettle to make malted milk powder to drink.

This stuff is sweet and cloying, and it has a grainy texture.

But at least it kept her from being so hungry.

The educated youth compound had four rooms, two for men and two for women. The bottom of the room was made of blue bricks, the middle was made of adobe, there was a layer of blue bricks, and the top was made of adobe.

The houses where the educated youth lived weren't the best in the village, but they were still among the best.

There were a total of six men and four women in the educated youth settlement.

The woman living with Xia Jiaojiao was also a teacher at the commune primary school. Her name was Zhao Shuqin, and she had been transferred from the capital.

Zhao Shuqin only had one morning class today, and she came back right after it was over.

Like Xia Jiaojiao, she also had to do farm work to earn work points, but she was saving them so that she could continue her studies in the future.

Unlike other educated youth, she studied every day, planning to take the college entrance examination next year and return to the capital.

She must continue her studies and pursue further education.

"Why are you still here? Aren't you going to your 10 o'clock class?"

As soon as Zhao Shuqin came in, she saw her gnawing on the dried meat like a mouse.

Others use dried meat to steam vegetables or make soup.

She's the only one here, stubbornly gnawing away; just watching her makes my cheeks look tired.

"I still have classes?" Li Jiaojiao quickly flipped through the original owner's memories.

Zhao Shuqin looked at her in surprise: "You actually forgot?"

There were only six teachers in the commune, and she had been the most enthusiastic one for three consecutive years.

Not only does she forget to attend class, she also frequently adds extra lessons for herself.

"Heh...hehe," Li Jiaojiao laughed awkwardly, "I was so hungry when I went to work in the fields this morning that I forgot."

Zhao Shuqin lay sprawled on the bed: "Don't mention farm work, I'm so tired."

Her attention immediately wandered.

When Zhao Shuqin applied to do farm work, the village where the educated youth were located happened to be out of work.

She needs to walk for more than ten minutes to go to the next village to do farm work.

If it weren't for Xia Jiaojiao serving as a role model and inspiring her every day, she would have given up long ago.

Li Jiaojiao finished the malted milk powder in her cup in one gulp.

Ignoring the scum that was irritating her throat, she ran to the commune primary school, where it was still two minutes before ten o'clock.

Grandpa Cui, who was sitting at the entrance responsible for ringing the bell and guarding the gate, was very surprised that she had come.

Teacher Xia never arrives at the appointed time; often, before he's even fully awake, he's already in his office writing materials.

Teachers who are late will have their attendance recorded and their work points deducted.

If a teacher happens to be there on time, Grandpa Cui will definitely write "on time" without hesitation.

When calculating work points, if the commune leaders see that there are too many site visits, they will deduct work points and it will also affect the award evaluation.

Grandpa Cui thought she was a rare teacher who truly cared for her students and for education;

So she scouted the location without a registration certificate.

"Teacher Xia must have been held up by something, that's why she's late."

Li Jiaojiao is responsible for teaching Chinese to elementary and junior high school students.

The 10 o'clock class is a Chinese language class for two fifth-grade classes.

They only had twenty minutes of academic lessons, and the next twenty minutes were for revolutionary ideological education, led by the class's little Red Guards.

The teacher supervises and randomly selects students to recite.

She arrived late today and didn't have time to write on the blackboard, but a clever idea struck her: "Xiao Wei, come up here."

Xiao Wei was one of the Little Red Guards in Class Two.

"Xiao Wei, you visited the machine factory yesterday. Share your impressions with your classmates."

Xiao Wei was called to the podium, looking extremely proud.

She talked on and on about what she had seen and heard yesterday.

Yesterday, Class 5-1 went to the winery, and Class 5-2 went to the machinery factory.

Taking advantage of this time, Li Jiaojiao began to write the blackboard notes needed for this lesson.

Xiao Wei turned to look at the teacher: "Teacher Xia, I've finished reporting."

"Xiao Wei, that's great! Shen Daqing, come up and share your impressions of the distillery."

Shen Daqing puffed out his chest and began to speak, his voice louder than Xiao Wei's.

These two students were the most talkative in the original owner's memories.

As she expected, the two elementary school students spoke for a total of ten minutes.

She had finished writing on the blackboard.

"Students, copy the pinyin into your books. You have five minutes to read it silently, and then we'll read it aloud together."

Outside the classroom stood Yan Shouguo, the supervisor responsible for patrolling and recording the teachers' lessons today.

He wrote "Excellent" in his notebook, puzzled.

Previously, Teacher Xia never let the Little Red Guards speak first.

Yan Shouguo went upstairs to the classroom of the first year of junior high school and found that Mr. Zhang, the physics teacher, was actually dozing off.

He angrily wrote "needs supervision," which means "very bad."

He only left after waking Teacher Zhang up.

Later, when Li Jiaojiao saw that someone was taking her class, she was much happier.

Standing for forty minutes made her back ache terribly; it was all that wild wolf cub's fault from last night.

Back in her office, Li Jiaojiao saw a child standing on the second-floor balcony, clinging to the railing, seemingly doing something.

"Hey! Kid..."

As soon as Li Jiaojiao called out, the child suddenly jumped over the wall and disappeared.

"Okay! Quick, check if any children have fallen and injured themselves outside that wall."

"Received," Tuotuo said, opening the screen to show Li Jiaojiao: "Host, that child jumped onto this pile of rice straw."

There was a small pit on the pile of rice stalks, which was as tall as a person.

"Teacher Xia, what's wrong?"

Liu Fuhong, who was sitting next to her, came up and asked her.

"It's nothing, I just saw a scary bird and thought it was a child."

Li Jiaojiao forced a smile.

Liu Fuhong is a physics teacher; she came back to get a set square.

"There are some unusual-looking birds around this school; you'll get used to them after a while."

She said a couple of words and then went back to class.

With no one around, it was the perfect time for her to watch the plot unfold.

"Finally, will the entire world's storyline be watchable after the original owner dies?"

Tuotuo: "Sure, but it will cost 100 points to unlock. The world's storyline will hide the storylines of specific characters, but those related to the original owner will not be hidden."

"Go ahead and spend it, it's only 100 points."

Li Jiaojiao felt that the points were well spent, as they would prevent her from being completely lost in the small world.

The original owner is 21 years old this year. She came to Heming Commune to teach in 1975 when she was 18 years old.

After the college entrance examination was reinstated last winter, all the teachers in the commune schools went, but only two passed and left.

She planned to continue teaching until the commune school had more teachers and no longer needed her, at which point she would take the college entrance exam and return to her parents' side.

After this summer vacation, there will be no more Red Guards at the school, and the focus of all courses will be readjusted.

During the Spring Festival, her cousin decided to leave the state-owned factory and go to the south to see the first joint venture.

She had initially thought that this small world would be full of restrictions.

After all, even teachers have people patrolling and supervising their classes.

Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better.

She had no classes in the afternoon, so she packed her things and went back to the educated youth center.

As she passed the playground, she saw the little Red Guards dressed in simple green military uniforms and wearing armbands.

Those proud and spirited children, their eyes shone with a light like lightning that could not contain the darkness.

"It won't be easy to work on these kids' mindset next semester."

Li Jiaojiao took the money and coupons she had stored at her workstation and decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some delicious food.

"Salute to Teacher Xia!"

Xiao Wei spotted her and immediately turned to the right, leading the way in giving her a standard military salute.

Li Jiaojiao paused for a moment, then quickly returned the greeting according to her memory.

However, it wasn't a military salute, it was a salute from a group member.

To avoid being awkwardly saluted, Li Jiaojiao ran out of the school as fast as she could.

Grandpa Cui was reading the newspaper at the door when he saw a figure flash by.

"It seems that Teacher Xia really has something to do."

Since the teachers at the school are assigned farm work, they are allowed to be away from the school when they don't have classes, provided they have reported it to the authorities.

Because of its large population, Heming Commune had a small jurisdiction.

Production pressure was low; unlike the neighboring commune, teachers didn't have to lead students to do farm work.

They made one teacher do the work of two people, having them do farm work while also teaching students.

There were only six teachers in the Heming Commune School, which made it very easy to manage.

The course schedule and the farm work schedule were specially arranged by the commune leaders.

Li Jiaojiao needs to cut 20 jin of pig feed and deliver it to the village's production team before 4 p.m.

"There are very few snacks here; most of it is food and daily necessities."

It had far fewer items than the supply and marketing cooperatives she had visited in her previous two small worlds.

She regretfully bought a bag of beef jerky and hard candy, as well as a can of malted milk powder, and went back to the educated youth settlement.

After putting their things away, they ran to eat. At this time, the educated youth were all eating in the village's large canteen.

"Xia Zhiqing"

Who called me? Li Jiaojiao searched for a while before spotting Meng Donglai squatting behind the earthen wall.

There was a large bundle of pig feed behind him.

"I weighed it, it's 18 jin (9 catties). You can go cut some more pig feed this afternoon, that should be enough."

On the way back, she felt the contents of the cloth bag were very heavy.

She didn't even dare to think about how she was going to cut those 20 jin of pig feed that afternoon.

Who would have thought that this wild wolf cub would turn into such a sweet little snail?

How did you know I…?

Just as Li Jiaojiao was about to praise him, Meng Donglai disappeared.

"What the hell? They just ran away?"

She had no choice but to pull the bundled pig feed into the yard.

Zhao Shuqin missed the village canteen when she returned at noon, so she had to go back to her dormitory to cook some coarse grain porridge.

"You finished mowing the lawn so early today?"

Why did she feel that Xia Jiaojiao was acting a little strange?

It seems like school is no longer the priority for them.

She usually stays at school and teaches students whenever she has a spare moment.

Like her, I often miss lunch.

Xia Jiaojiao looked like she had eaten a good meal and was full.

"My heart suddenly felt a surge of energy to work today, so I cut the grass."