I was married off to a disabled hero in lieu of marriage; my in-laws doted on me and I aspired to gr

The three were chatting enthusiastically when Wang Min, whom they couldn't shake off, came over and said, "A treat? Who's treating? I'm coming too."

The three of them turned cold, took out books from their desks, and flipped through them listlessly.

"Since you're treating me, I can get you a few more pieces of braised pork. My husband works in the cafeteria," Wang Min said ingratiatingly.

The three remained silent; with Wang Min around, even the most exquisite delicacies tasted bland.

"How about this, I'll treat you to a meal." Wang Min seemed to have made up her mind.

Qiaoqiao thought to herself, "The sun has risen in the west; Wang Min is definitely up to no good again."

"Wang Min, if you have money, you can treat the other classmates to a meal. We're not going," Gu Tong'an said coldly.

"Gu Tong'an, you're two-faced. We used to be very close. Was it Yang Qiao who instigated you to ignore me?"

Wang Min and Gu Tong'an didn't have any major conflicts; it was simply that Yang Qiao didn't like her, so Gu Tong'an didn't like her either.

"You're the two-faced one, aren't you? Colluding with Wu Dan, reporting Xiao Qi to the school for selling kimchi, you'll do any bad thing, your character is terrible."

"You, Gu Tong'an, I told you that you disagreed with our plan to acquire Xiao Qi's kimchi."

"You call that buying? You're robbing people! Five cents a pound! The cost of vegetables is more than five cents."

"You, you guys... Alright, I'll make amends and help you sell sauerkraut, okay?" Wang Min said matter-of-factly.

Xiao Qi snorted coldly and said, word by word, "Useless. Crocodile tears, you're up to no good."

"Hey, you guys don't appreciate kindness! I understand now. You saw that Yang Qiao's husband works at the newspaper, so you fawned over her and formed a small gang. You're spies! I'm going to report you to the school!" Wang Min shouted angrily.

Qiaoqiao's head was buzzing. How could someone like that get into university?

Being good at academics does not necessarily mean being good at morals.

Wang Min is even more detestable than those shrewish women in Dashui Village.

"What's all the noise about?"

At some point, He Yuan came in through the back door of the classroom, carrying books.

"Teacher He, those three are acting independently and isolating other students. This is counter-revolutionary behavior," Wang Min said, making baseless accusations.

"Alright, the movement is over. Where are the counter-revolutionaries?" He Yuan said impatiently.

"Teacher He, they're selling pickled cabbage."

Wang Min panicked and snatched Gu Tong'an's schoolbag, taking out two boxes of sauerkraut.

Xiao Qi turned pale with anger and stood up to argue: "Wang Min, which eye of yours saw us buy sauerkraut? This is for Gu Tong'an."

"You guys were just discussing selling sauerkraut."

He Yuan pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and asked, "Why are the colors of the two boxes of sauerkraut different, even though they're both made of cabbage and radish?"

"Well..." Xiaoqi was about to explain when Qiaoqiao stopped her and said, "Teacher He, the black one is made by my family, and the golden one is made by Xiaoqi's family. Her family has a secret recipe for making sauerkraut."

"There's a secret recipe for pickled cabbage? What secret recipe?"

Xiaoqi was about to speak when Qiaoqiao stopped her: "Teacher, since it's a secret recipe, we can't reveal it."

"That's true, do the two servings of pickled cabbage taste the same?"

"The black ones are a bit astringent, while the golden ones are not only not astringent, but also have a sweet aftertaste."

"Oh, is it that amazing?"

Wang Min was listening intently to Xiao Qi's secret recipe, but Yang Qiao stopped her, which infuriated her.

He Yuan coughed and said sternly, "Playing with sauerkraut during class is indeed a violation of discipline. I've confiscated the sauerkraut. What kind of behavior is this, a university student spending all day studying sauerkraut?"

After saying that, he picked up the box of golden pickled cabbage, held his head high, and walked away.

"Teacher, class hasn't started yet."

"Teacher, aren't you confiscating this black box?"

He Yuan turned around and glared at Xiao Qi: "Come to the office to pick up your lunchbox tomorrow."

Did she refuse to accept the sauerkraut, or did she want to eat golden sauerkraut?

He Yuan left, but Wang Min was still unwilling to give up. She moved closer to Xiao Qi and asked, "Gao Xiao Qi, is there really a secret recipe for making sauerkraut?"

"certainly."

"Tell me, and I'll treat you to meals for a week," Wang Min pleaded.

"I knew it! After all that falling out, he still had the nerve to ask for dinner. Turns out it was all for the secret recipe for making sauerkraut. Wang Min, let me tell you, the recipe was given to Xiao Qi by me. You'll never get it," Qiao Qiao said sarcastically.

"Yang Qiao, you're a rotten apple."

"Wang Min, you despicable person!"

"Yang Qiao, don't pretend to be a good person to me. Who do you think you are? You're just from the countryside, acting like you're superior to others."

"I never pretend to be a good person. I'm a bad person, and I come here to torment petty people like you."

"Yang Qiao, I will never let you get away with this."

"Wang Min, who do you think you are? You're really giving me face."

Seeing that another fight was about to break out, Gu Tong'an and Xiao Qi quickly broke it up. They weren't afraid of fighting, but they were afraid of their parents being called in.

Besides, it's not worth fighting with a petty person like Wang Min.

He Yuan carried a box of pickled cabbage into the office. Pickled cabbage can have a sweet aftertaste? Impossible, right?

He Yuan opened his lunchbox, picked out a piece of radish, ate a little bit, and savored it slowly.

Hey, this really is different from the sauerkraut in the cafeteria!

It has the natural sweetness of vegetables, and if you add a steamed bun to balance the saltiness, it would be even more perfect.

"Teacher He, why are you eating pickled cabbage?" a teacher asked curiously as he entered the office.

"Oh, these are pickled cabbages from the students. They're a token of the children's kindness, so I'll accept them."

"Really? Hey, your pickled cabbage is different from the one at the vegetable store. It's golden yellow, isn't it delicious?"

As the teacher spoke, without waiting for He Yuan's agreement, she took a piece of radish and took a bite.

"Hey, I've had this kind of pickled cabbage at a state-run restaurant before. It was stewed with pork belly and pickled cabbage, it was absolutely delicious."

"You can eat it like this?"

"Absolutely, the pickled cabbage is even tastier than the meat. Teacher He, this is such a big box, you can't finish it all, share some with me."

"Can……"

"I'll take the lunchbox, give me half."

The teacher ignored everything, took a few cabbage leaves and two radishes, and a box of sauerkraut was instantly reduced to half.

"I'll take it home and stew it with pork belly."

He Yuan quickly closed the lunchbox, making sure the other teachers couldn't see it.

"You should try it. State-run restaurants all have braised pork belly with sauerkraut. It's only 3.5 yuan a serving. Tsk tsk, wouldn't it be so much better to buy a pound of pork and braise it at home? But I just can't find such good sauerkraut. Teacher He, why don't you ask your students for some more? We can share it."

"That won't do, wouldn't that be a disguised form of accepting gifts?"

He Yuan was very concerned about his reputation, so he confiscated this box under some pretext.

"A little bit of pickled cabbage doesn't count as a gift."

"Then, I'll give it a try."

Qiaoqiao rode her blue bicycle home after school, and the bicycle wobbled.

"Hey, your bicycle tire is flat!" a kind student called out from the roadside.

"Oh, thanks for reminding me." Qiaoqiao jumped off the car, looked at the tires, and sure enough, they were flat.

How could the tire be flat? Zhou Wenhui checks her bicycle every night, could he have forgotten last night?

When I pushed my bicycle to the school gate, the repairman said that there was nothing wrong with the tire, it was just flat.

I spent two cents to inflate the tires and trudged home through the heavy snow.