1980s: I was reborn after being scumbag to death

Chapter 17: Good People and Bad People

Ye Pingshun drove the donkey cart and took the two of them directly to the school gate.

When getting off the bus, he reminded his daughter, "If you don't understand something, ask Shulan more often. She is the study committee member and acts as a half-teacher."

Ye Pingshun noticed that his daughter's attitude was wrong and was giving her some advice.

Ye Ran felt aggrieved and didn't dare to say anything more. She replied lazily, "I know."

Meng Shulan, who was labeled as a half-teacher, laughed. She said to Ye Pingshun, "Uncle Ye, please don't flatter me. I can't even be a half-teacher when I didn't even get into college. I can only be a half-teacher. The fact that I can be a study committee member is nothing more than a consolation given by the teacher because I like to study hard. In fact, I am only half-baked. I have to study hard to understand the content in class. How can I teach others?"

Meng Shulan went in carrying her things.

Ye Pingshun was a little stunned holding the bamboo stick in his hand.

Meng Shulan, when did you become so good at talking?
Inside the school, Ye Ran, who entered the school before Meng Shulan, did not go far, but waited for her downstairs of the dormitory building at the back.

When Meng Shulan approached, Ye Ran said, "Don't ride in my car in the future."

Meng Shulan: "Then tell your dad not to call me anymore."

When Ye Ran heard this, she clenched her teeth.

"Meng Shulan, could you please not be so shameless?"

Meng Shulan smiled faintly, blinked her big eyes, glanced at Ye Ran, and said with a hint of mockery, "Thick? I don't think so at all. Ye Ran, I still haven't figured out what you are angry about. Did I expose your lies in public? Or was it that the box of dumplings spilled on the ground made you so embarrassed that you got angry out of shame?"

Indeed, Meng Shulan had just been reborn that day, and her attention was all on Han Ning, that scumbag, and she didn't care about Ye Ran, the mistress.

Moreover, at this time, apart from Ye Ran's behavior of paying for him, there was no special relationship between the scumbag man and the scumbag woman. She had a lot of anger in her heart and had no reason to vent it.

Meng Shulan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ye Ran, so she went upstairs after she finished speaking. Because she was unhappy, she deliberately bumped into Ye Ran's shoulder when she left.

Ye Ran never thought that Meng Shulan, who usually held a book all the time and looked like a nerd, actually had a temper. She was completely unprepared and would have fallen down if she hadn't held on to the wall next to her.

"Meng Shulan!"

Ye Ran's face turned red with anger. She clenched her fists and wanted to chase after her, but when Meng Shulan turned around and looked at her indifferently, she didn't dare to do it.

What happened the day before yesterday was quite a big deal.

Not only was Han Ning called to the office, she also went.

In this situation, let alone hitting Meng Shulan, even if she said something inappropriate, she would probably be called out by the teacher.

But Ye Ran was really angry.

The day before yesterday, in front of the whole class, she actually said that she was a slut...

Meng Shulan knew Ye Ran didn't dare.

You are not children anymore, how can you act impulsively?

So, she just glanced at him lightly and turned back to the dormitory.

The student dormitory was converted from an old teaching building. It has two floors. The first floor is a large dormitory where dozens of people sleep together on large bunk beds.

Those who live on the first floor are all from junior high school.

The two high school grades are upstairs, and the conditions are much better than downstairs. There are eight people in a room, and every two people can share an old desk, which is considered a special care for those who are going to take the college entrance examination.

When Meng Shulan returned, everyone in the dormitory was there. Except for a freshman named Hu Bifang from Class 1, Grade 12, who was making her bed, everyone else was away. They had already packed up their books and gone to the classroom to study.

Seeing Meng Shulan come back, Hu Bifang covered her patched buckwheat pillow with the quilt, turned her head and smiled at her, then said, "I heard about what happened the day before yesterday. Are you okay?"

Her voice was a little soft, and Meng Shulan had to half listen and half guess before she understood what she meant.

"It's okay." Meng Shulan smiled and said, "It's Han Ning who's in trouble, not me. I'll explain these things clearly. As long as everyone doesn't misunderstand me in the future, that's all that's fine."

Hu Bifang nodded and stopped talking.

It was obvious that she was rather introverted. Seeing that she remained silent, Meng Shulan didn't continue the conversation. She quickly packed her things and by the time Hu Bifang was ready to go to the classroom, she had almost made her bed.

"Hu Bifang, wait a moment, let's go together."

Meng Shulan got off the wooden bed with a smile.

Hu Bifang was a little surprised that she would call her and stared at Meng Shulan in a daze.

Meng Shulan: "Why, do you have something else to do?"

Hu Bifang shook her head, "No."

"Okay, let's go."

The two locked the door and quickly went downstairs carrying the thermos.

It takes four or five minutes to walk from the girls' dormitory to the teaching school.

Along the way, Hu Bifang secretly glanced at Meng Shulan several times, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Meng Shulan asked her, "Is there something on my face?"

Hu Bifang quickly shook her head, "No, no."

How could there be something with such a pretty face?

Meng Shulan: "Then why do you keep staring at me?"

After being caught, Hu Bifang's face turned a little red, but because of her dark skin, it was not noticeable.

Hu Bifang: "I just feel like you're a little different than before."

The sound was still as small as ever.

Meng Shulan: "Maybe. I used to only focus on books and didn't care about anything else. But after what happened with Han Ning, I no longer think so. People should understand some human nature. Otherwise, if you can't even tell the difference between kind people and bad ones, then reading a lot will be useless, don't you think?"

In her previous life, when the news of her cancer spread, Hu Bifang was the only one among the seven people in the dormitory who came to visit her in the hospital.

At that time, she worked in a restaurant in the city, earning a low salary and having two children to support, but she bought some pretty good nutritional supplements and brought them over for herself.

Meng Shulan was a little surprised. They hadn't been in contact for many years, but she didn't expect that this person still remembered her.

Hu Bifang smiled and said, "Of course I don't remember. There were eight of us in the dormitory back then, and you were the only one who didn't mind my family being poor and didn't look at me strangely. It's a pity that I was introverted and self-conscious at that time, and I was too embarrassed to talk to you."

Hu Bifang, who is in her thirties, has become much more cheerful. Unlike now, she has to lower her head every time she speaks.

Meng Shulan smiled again. The dim street lights made her face blurry, but even more beautiful and charming.

Hu Bifang nodded, not quite understanding, then glanced at the thermos in her hand and said, "Give it to me. I'll walk faster after class so I can get to the front of the line."

Hu Bifang's classroom is on the edge of the first floor, closest to the hot water room.

And Meng Shulan is on the second floor.

"sure."

Meng Shulan gave it to her readily.

Hu Bifang also smiled, with a hint of shyness in her excitement.

When Meng Shulan stepped into the classroom, the bell for self-study class rang.

She subconsciously glanced at the middle of the classroom.

Very good, Han Ning’s seat is empty, out of sight, out of mind.

However, before she could sit down, someone rushed in from the door. It was Han Ning.

(End of this chapter)