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

The next morning, everyone at the educated youth settlement was already up.

Li Jiaojiao was still in a daze as she followed behind Zhao Shuqin.

This time, the village chief was leading the way, and he also brought a task with him.

Going to the county and reporting that fortune teller in Dongqiao to the authorities and getting him arrested is simply a terrible thing.

They lined up to register in the county, walked around outside the examination hall for a bit, and then went to the guesthouse.

Li Jiaojiao and Zhao Shuqin went to the county's supply and marketing cooperative.

She also wrote a letter to Xia's parents, mainly praising Meng Donglai, as a way of giving them a heads-up.

"Comrade, do you know where Dongqiao is?" Li Miaohong asked for directions on the road.

A kind passerby told her, "It's far from here; Dongqiao is in another district."

Dongqiao is a relatively well-known place in the county because many vendors sell their goods there.

Knowing it was very far, Li Miaohong decided not to go anymore; she would wait until after her exams.

It took the village chief two hours to walk to that arched bridge.

After observing the area and identifying the fortune teller, he went to the police station and presented the letter of introduction given to him by the village secretary.

We request that the police severely punish that fortune teller.

When they heard from the village chief that someone had almost died and that there was a stamped letter of introduction, they immediately ordered the fortune teller to be arrested.

The fortune teller never expected that he had been hiding so well for over a decade, but this time he actually failed.

The three-day exam period flew by.

They used scratch paper or rote memorization during exams to remember the questions and their answers.

The open space outside the guesthouse was filled with test takers comparing their answers.

Zhao Shuqin wasn't in a good mood after checking the answers. She had lost points on a few basic questions, and those few points meant that she would most likely not be able to return to the capital this year.

She can't take the exam anywhere else; she has to take it back home. Her father's health has been deteriorating in the past two years, and it would be difficult for her to take care of him if she went to study in another city.

Li Miaohong became more and more excited as she checked her answers, believing she would definitely have a chance to go to university this year.

She can't marry Quan Lanxi; she wants to go to university and go back to the city!

That's right, she can't marry Quan Lanxi!

But how can she get Quan Lanxi to let her go? How can she do it?

"Hey kid, whether you pass or not is up to fate, don't cry."

"You're right... but I still want to cry, the exam was too hard."

"..."

The surroundings were noisy, but she heard it clearly: "It's all up to fate!"

She never believed in fate, only in striving for it herself.

But this "fate" can free her from all of Lanxi.

Li Miaohong carefully put away her draft paper and ran towards Dongqiao Bridge. She wanted to find the fortune teller.

By the time she arrived, it was already evening.

On this side of Dongqiao Bridge, more and more people are coming and going, buying and selling things.

She searched for a long time but couldn't find the fortune teller.

Left with no other choice, I asked the people around me where the fortune teller was.

"You're looking for that really accurate fortune teller?"

"He was arrested a few days ago, and I haven't seen him recently."

Li Miaohong was stunned for a moment. Had she been arrested...?

Why did God open a window for her, only to lock it up after she had barely taken a few glances at it?

The passerby added, "However, I know other fortune tellers who are quite accurate as well."

"Where?" Li Miaohong quickly grabbed his hand.

"Not far ahead, go through the black door, then the third wooden door."

"thank you"

Li Miaohong bowed deeply in gratitude and quickly ran over.

She knocked on the wooden door that the passerby had mentioned.

"anyone there?"

Click... The door opened from the inside.

"What are you doing here?" a hunched old man asked her in a hoarse voice.

"I would like to ask you to match five pairs of birth charts."

The old man was clicking away on his small abacus.

Two people, one set of birth charts, one consultation costs 60 cents; five sets cost 3 dollars.

The old man looked at her with a deep gaze. "Three yuan."

Li Miaohong was about to bargain when she said, "Okay..."

"Those who want to bargain, get out!" he told them rudely.

Now that it's dark, she doesn't know where to find another fortune teller.

"Three yuan it is, but you have to write it down for me." She gritted her teeth and paid the money.

Compared to these factors, her ability to go to university is nothing.

Li Miaohong has a good memory and wrote down the few birth charts she remembered.

"The one born in 61 is the most suitable; the others are just so-so."

After a while, the old man wrote down the results for her.

Li Miaohong happily took the approval document and left.

Before she left, the old man called out to her, "If your mind is filled with delusional thoughts, stopping them will bring relief."

Li Miaohong listened without reacting and then left.

No one could stop her from going to college.

When Li Jiaojiao was helping the village chief collect documents, she discovered that Li Miaohong's household registration was not an urban household registration, but rather a collective household registration in Jianshui Village.

"Village chief, what's Li Zhiqing's household registration status?"

Since she and Meng Donglai were on the same side, he would answer almost any questions Xia Jiaojiao had.

"She's an orphan; her household registration was transferred here when she was sent to the countryside."

Good-behaved educated youth would have several opportunities to visit their families each year, but Li Miaohong never needed to use her family visit leave.

Even if the educated youth had the opportunity to return to the city, Li Miaohong could not.

The village chief went to each room to count heads and make sure everyone was present.

"Where are Sun Yi and Li Miaohong?"

Sun Yi looked bewildered: "I don't know, she didn't come back after dinner tonight."

"Village chief...are you looking for me?"

Li Miaohong arrived as soon as she was mentioned, and the village chief checked that there were no problems before leaving.

Sun Yi pulled her aside: "What's wrong with you? Why haven't you come back for so long?"

"I went out for a walk, got lost, and just came back."

She made up a random excuse to get away with it.

Li Miaohong carefully wrapped the approval paper and placed it inside the cloth bag.

When it was time to return to the village, Li Jiaojiao didn't want to walk back, so she and Zhao Shuqin paid to ride in someone else's truck to pick up goods.

"My God, this is even worse than walking."

Li Jiaojiao's face was deathly pale; it was from motion sickness.

Being on the vehicle wasn't like sitting; it was like a small boat rocking wildly up and down and side to side in the sea.

She felt her bottom leave the stool many times.

Meng Donglai had been waiting on the road in town for a long time.

"Meng Donglai? What are you doing in town?"

Zhao Shuqin helped Li Jiaojiao walk; she had long since developed the ability not to get carsick by riding in the military region's large trucks since she was a child.

Seeing how pale she was, Meng Dong quickly came over to help her.

"Why did your face turn pale during the exam?"

Zhao Shuqin quickly handed the person over to him so she could catch her breath.

"She gets carsick easily; she can't ride in a truck."

Meng Donglai tenderly helped her to sit down and massaged the acupoints on the back of her head.

It was already dark when the village chief and Li Miaohong's group walked back to the village.

Quan Silian waited for Li Miaohong at the educated youth settlement.

Li Miaohong acted as if she hadn't seen anything and went straight back to her room.

“Sister Li…” Quan Silian struggled to catch up with her.

Li Miaohong frowned and asked impatiently, "What is it?"

Quan Silian shuddered at her expression: "My brother says you need to see him now."

"Understood," Li Miaohong said, taking the approval document out of her cloth bag.

As long as she says it was the fortune teller from Dongqiao who made the prediction, that's fine.

These eight characters were what she had memorized when she helped the village women's association organize and copy materials.