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

"Why didn't you come in when you saw me having dinner with Donglai?"

Li Jiaojiao asked her directly.

Zhao Shuqin, who was just passing by, didn't expect her to see this: "She went to get our registration forms."

She didn't want to go in and eat with Meng Donglai.

"What do you think about me losing Li Miaohong's application form?"

Zhao Shuqin wished she could beat Li Miaohong up right now.

She was already being very merciful by not tearing up that guy's file.

Li Jiaojiao took the documents: "No need, it's too obvious."

"Didn't you say you were a fox... anyway, you'll always find an opportunity?"

She always felt that the saying "a fox can't hide its tail" was an insult to herself.

"Did you tell Teacher Liu about submitting the report?"

Zhao Shuqin shook her head: "I forgot."

Just then, Liu Fuhong returned from tutoring someone.

"Teacher Liu, Shuqin and I have come up with another solution for the place where you hold your classes."

She told Liu Fuhong about writing the report and the bamboo forest option, and Liu immediately agreed to the former.

She preferred a classroom to going deep into the mountains and forests.

Without hesitation, they immediately began writing the report.

Summer vacation is coming soon, and they won't need to learn any new material in class anymore.

They were all in the office preparing exam questions.

"Don't the other teachers set any questions?"

Liu Fuhong looked up and explained to her, "They said I need to take a break from my job to take the college entrance exam."

"If it weren't for the Revolutionary Committee saying that they wouldn't pass the political vetting if they didn't attend classes, then the three of us would be in charge of watching over all the students in this school."

Zhao Shuqin's expression was somewhat intriguing.

It's because the college entrance exam is coming up that the higher-ups are letting students have summer vacation so soon.

In previous years, it was released at the end of July.

Li Jiaojiao closed her eyes and lay back in the chair: "Just hang in there a little longer, and the holiday will be here soon."

For the past few months, only the three of them have been in the office.

The other three teachers formed a study group and would rush to an empty classroom after class.

The higher-ups were annoyed, but there was nothing they could do.

Suddenly seeing the report handed over by Liu Fuhong, I felt instantly refreshed!

There are still half good teachers in this school!

He immediately signed the application, allowing Liu Fuhong to teach in Jianshui Village during the summer vacation.

Time flies, and summer vacation has just started. There are only three days left before the exams.

Everyone in the educated youth settlement chose to leave their jobs and study instead of earning work points.

The old Party Secretary asked Meng Donglai to go to his house.

"How is that person? When will they be released?"

The village chief was also at his house.

Meng Donglai has been spending all his time with Li Jiaojiao lately.

"I'll go up the mountain to take a look later."

The old Party Secretary gave the village chief a look: "Let him go with you. If he dies, lend a hand and pull him up."

The village chief nodded in agreement.

They scooped out the water from the water vat and poured it onto the wild grass.

The next day, the grass withered completely; the poison was indeed very strong.

The village chief and Meng Donglai went their separate ways.

The village chief went to tell the others, "This afternoon I need to go into the mountains with Meng Donglai to look for Quan Lanxi."

Quan Lanxi has been missing for three days; it's time to go and look for him.

But you can't just randomly search for the deep mountains in the bamboo forest.

"Should the village chief call a few more people?"

The village chief pondered for a moment: "Let's not go yet. There's a lot to do during the busy farming season. Meng Donglai and I won't go deep into the mountains for now."

"If we really can't find it, he and I will come down again to gather the villagers to search."

The team leaders of several production teams all nodded in agreement.

"You and he have to get out before dark, or we'll go in and search the mountain."

"Okay," the village chief said, taking his old hunting rifle and leaving.