Fleeing from famine? Not a chance; the divine healer's wife made her fortune.

New obstacles on the path of teaching, clever solutions to overcome them.

The sudden arrival of the yamen runners shattered the peace and tranquility of the school.

Although Su Yunlan had doubts in her heart, she did not show them on her face, and only asked calmly, "I wonder what business the lord has summoned me for?" The yamen runner bowed and said, "This humble servant does not know either. The lord only asked this humble servant to invite Lady Su to come over." Su Yunlan nodded, reassured everyone for a few words, and then followed the yamen runner.

Inside the county government office, the magistrate solemnly told Su Yunlan that the exile procession would set off again early the next morning.

The news came like a bolt from the blue, and Su Yunlan's heart sank.

Is she really going to give up the school she worked so hard to build?

No, she absolutely refused to accept it!

In just a few days, she had developed a deep affection for these children, and she wanted to do more for them, at least to make sure everything was arranged before she left.

Back at the school, Su Yunlan mustered her spirits, gathered the children together, and gently told them that she was about to leave.

The children looked reluctant to part with him when they heard the news.

Some children even started crying, clinging to Su Yunlan's clothes and refusing to let go.

Su Yunlan felt a pang of sadness. She wiped away the children's tears and encouraged them to study hard and become useful members of society in the future.

However, new problems emerged.

Some children are naturally active and energetic, and find it difficult to adapt to the constraints of the classroom, resulting in slow learning progress.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhao reverted to her old ways, pointing at Su Yunlan's nose and scolding, "Su Niangzi, you're just fooling us! Look at my Tiedan, he's been to school for so many days and he can't even recognize a single character! Aren't you misleading our children?"

Su Yunlan took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and patiently explained, "Aunt Zhao, every child has different talents and learning abilities. Some children are just a little late in developing their talents, which is normal. We can't be impatient for quick results, and we certainly can't deny their efforts because of that."

"That sounds nice! My Tiedan has been ruined by you!" Aunt Zhao persisted, her voice sharp and piercing. "If you're really so capable, then let my Tiedan be able to write and do math like other children!" The surrounding parents also began to whisper among themselves, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Looking at the shrewish face before her, Su Yunlan felt a deep sense of helplessness.

Just then, a clear voice came from outside the crowd: "Sister-in-law, let me help you!"

Young Master Xiao walked to Su Yunlan's side, winked at her, and revealed a confident smile.

"Don't panic, sister-in-law, watch me!" He pulled out several wooden blocks of various shapes from his pocket, including triangles, squares, circles, and so on.

"Tiedan, come here and tell Uncle Wu what shapes these are."

Tie Dan scratched his head, then pointed hesitantly at the triangular wooden block: "This...this is pointed..."

Young Master Xiao smiled and guided, "Yes, it's pointed, with three corners, that's called a triangle." He then picked up a round wooden block: "What about this one? Doesn't it look like the pancakes your mother makes?" Tie Dan's eyes lit up: "Yes! Pancakes!" Young Master Xiao pressed on while the iron was hot: "Yes, it's round, like a pancake, that's called a circle."

He used this vivid metaphor to connect abstract geometric shapes with everyday objects familiar to children, which quickly captured their attention.

The children, who were originally restless, also gathered around and curiously fiddled with the wooden blocks in their hands.

Su Yunlan watched from the side, her heart filled with satisfaction.

The children's clear laughter was like the tender buds sprouting on branches in spring, full of vitality and energy.

An indescribable sense of accomplishment welled up within her, warming every corner of her heart.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the school, bathing everything in a golden glow.

The sight of the children studying diligently formed a beautiful picture in Su Yunlan's eyes.

"You've worked hard." A deep and magnetic voice sounded in her ear. Su Yunlan turned her head and saw Xiao Yuhan standing behind her, holding a cup of hot tea.

The rising steam enveloped his handsome face, adding a touch of gentleness.

Su Yunlan took the teacup, and her fingertips inadvertently touched Xiao Yuhan's fingers, a warm current instantly spreading throughout her body.

She withdrew her hand somewhat awkwardly, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Xiao Yuhan's gaze was deep and gentle, as if he could see through every secret in her heart.

Their eyes met, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Su Yunlan's heart suddenly raced, as if it were pounding like a drum.

"It's late, get some rest." Xiao Yuhan's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a hint of barely perceptible concern.

Su Yunlan nodded gently, picked up her teacup, walked to the side, and took small sips.

The aroma of tea filled the air, but it couldn't compare to the sweetness welling up in my heart at that moment.

In the distance, a furtive figure flashed by and disappeared into the night.

Wu Xiucai stood in the center of the teahouse, spitting as he spread rumors: "That Su Yunlan, what does a woman know about teaching and educating people? What future can the children she raises have? I think they'll all be crooked and evil!" He shook his head, looking heartbroken, successfully attracting a crowd of listeners.

Su Yunlan received the news, but only smiled faintly.

She had anticipated obstacles, but rumors stop with the wise, and the best counterattack is to speak with facts.

She decided to hold a student achievement showcase so that everyone could see the children's progress firsthand.

On the day of the exhibition, the school was packed with people inside and out.

Wu Xiucai also arrived, eager to see Su Yunlan make a fool of himself.

The children took turns going on stage, some reciting poems, some demonstrating arithmetic, and some displaying calligraphy and painting.

The clear, childlike voice, though innocent, was full of confidence and won rounds of applause.

The most amazing one is Tie Dan.

He used to be so illiterate that he could now recite the Three Character Classic fluently and perform simple addition and subtraction.

Aunt Zhao was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. She held Su Yunlan's hand tightly and thanked her repeatedly, saying, "Madam Su, thank you so much! You are truly our benefactor!"

Wu Xiucai's face turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly.

His rumors were disproven on their own, and the people around him looked at him with disdain.

Seeing Wu Xiucai's embarrassed appearance, Su Yunlan felt a surge of pleasure.

Good things come in pairs, and Miss Li also brought good news.

She successfully invited a scholar from out of town to give a lecture at the school.

This scholar is highly respected and erudite; his arrival is undoubtedly a great affirmation of the school.

Upon hearing the news, the children were so excited that they danced with joy. Looking at their eager eyes, Su Yunlan felt a surge of pride.

She knew she was doing something incredibly meaningful.

The school's reputation was further enhanced by the arrival of scholars, and students flocked to it to study.

"Madam Su, the magistrate requests your presence." A yamen runner suddenly appeared at the school gate, interrupting Su Yunlan's thoughts.

The town's annual "Young Eagles Soaring" competition is a lively affair, with all the town's children of the appropriate age participating and showcasing their talents in poetry, arithmetic, calligraphy, and painting.

This year, the children from Su Yunlan Academy participated for the first time, and they became the most dazzling presence.

Little Stone, the shy child who once couldn't even speak clearly, now stands on the stage, reciting "Bring in the Wine" with great emotion. His tender voice is full of heroic spirit, winning rounds of applause from the audience.

Little Peach Blossom, the little girl who used to hide behind her mother, now picks up a brush and paints a plum blossom picture that leaps off the paper, filling the air with the fragrance of ink and drawing admiration from everyone.

Even the most mischievous Tie Dan was able to manipulate the abacus with lightning speed, solving complex arithmetic problems with ease, leaving the surrounding parents dumbfounded.

Su Yunlan stood among the students, dressed in an elegant dress, yet her confident aura was undeniable.

The children surrounded her, their little faces beaming with pride and joy.

The sunlight shone on her, as if coating her with a golden halo.

She wore a gentle smile, her eyes sparkling with wisdom, like a rising star.

The townspeople gathered around to express their respect to Su Yunlan.

They had once doubted Su Yunlan's abilities, but now they admired her immensely.

Master Chen stood outside the crowd, his face ashen. He never imagined that the exiled convict he had once looked down upon would become the rising star of education in the small town.

Wu Xiucai was filled with shame. The rumors he had spread had become the biggest joke, and he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Exclamations of praise rose and fell, but Su Yunlan maintained a humble attitude throughout.

She knew this was just the beginning, and she had a long way to go.

She wants these children to receive a better education and have a brighter future.

However, at this moment of celebration, a discordant voice suddenly rang out: "Madam Su, our child is doing so well in school, shouldn't we... add some extra tuition?" It was Aunt Zhao who spoke, her face full of smiles, but her eyes gleaming with greed.

Immediately afterward, several other parents chimed in, "Yes, Mrs. Su, we're not having an easy time either. If our children do well in their studies, we're willing to spend more money." Their tone seemed to be a suggestion, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

The smile on Su Yunlan's face gradually disappeared. Looking at the parents in front of her, a chill ran through her.

She originally thought that education could change people's hearts and awaken their conscience, but reality dealt her a heavy blow.

“If we don’t pay more, will our child have to drop out of school?” one parent said firmly, breaking the brief silence.