Reborn into a Farming Family: My 18 Virtuous Wife is a Hero

A few days later, the air was fresh in the early spring morning, and many elderly people were doing their morning exercises in the park by the roadside, along with a few young people.

At this moment, a girl carrying a schoolbag appeared by the roadside. Her long hair covered half of her face, revealing the other half of her porcelain-skinned face. Although her skin looked good, it was impossible to tell whether her appearance was good or bad.

Su Mu couldn't understand rebirth, something that couldn't be explained by science. So he spent a few days getting used to it and also reviewed things and people he had forgotten. Since he was reborn, he shouldn't be as miserable as he was in his previous life.

At this moment, Su Mu had a few coins clutched in his pocket. He had asked Yang Li for them that morning, intending to get a haircut after school this afternoon.

I remember when I was a child, because I came from the countryside, I was ostracized and ridiculed by some students from better-off families. At that time, I was used to bending over and keeping my head down. I even grew my hair long to cover my face in order to block those unkind eyes. I didn't even dare to speak too loudly. The most embarrassing time for me was when the teacher called on me to answer a question. Because my voice was soft, I was often criticized by the teacher in front of the whole class. My long hair was my strongest protection at that time.

Thinking of all this, Su Mu couldn't help but sigh. He was really insecure back then because of his family background and because he cared too much about what others thought.

After growing up and marrying into the Xu family, she was subjected to being bossed around because of her personality. When her family came, Xu's mother looked down on her and couldn't wait to kick her parents out. She even made sarcastic remarks, making her parents sound incredibly lowly, as if she were a dragon and phoenix, while her parents were dirty worms in the ground.

As she walked, she recalled her past life, especially the humiliation her parents suffered every time they visited the Xu family. Her heart ached, and her throat felt like it was choked.

Upon arriving at the school gate, Su Mu took a deep breath to calm herself down, straightened her back, and with the confidence she possessed as the young mistress of the Xu family in her previous life, slowly stepped into the school gate.

In this life, she resolved never to live as humbly as she had in her previous life, and she would never let her family suffer for her sake again. Even if she had to use all the knowledge she had gained in her previous life, she would still make sure her family lived a good life.

Soon she arrived at the classroom. Looking at the sign above the door frame that read "Grade 8 (8)", Su Mu felt a strange mix of emotions. She turned her gaze to the half-closed door and let out a soft laugh. It was a simple laugh, a prank by a child born in the 80s. She missed it, didn't she?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a few small heads peeking out of the window, and with a slight smile, he reached out and gently pushed them away.

With a sharp "smack!", a black object fell rapidly from above the opened classroom door, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of white dust.

Under the astonished gazes of the entire class, Su Mu squatted down to pick up the blackboard eraser that had fallen to the ground, stood up and walked naturally to the podium to put the eraser down. Then, based on his memories of the past few days, he turned and walked back to his seat.

After sitting down, I started tidying my schoolbag, pretending that nothing had happened.

The students in the class also came to their senses and looked at Su Mu with some confusion.

Everyone sensed something unusual; Su Mu seemed particularly different today.

"Ring ring ring..." The school bell rang.

The students all sat down in their seats, laid out their books, and sat upright in their places.

The teacher slowly walked in and announced, "Class begins!"

"stand up!"

"Hello teacher!"

"Hello students!"

"sit down!"

After completing this series of necessary pre-class actions, Su Mu began to sized up the male teacher.

With a slightly chubby figure, serious features, and hair that was starting to recede into the Mediterranean, it seemed that this was the teacher who used to call on her for questions. Because her voice was soft, she was often criticized by him, and every time he would make her cry.