A Young Woman's Heart

Chapter 43 Girl Beats Up Boy

There are restrooms on every floor of the school.

However, since there aren't many students now, only the room on the first floor is allowed to be used for the sake of cleaning.

Students not only have to clean their own classrooms every day, but older students also have to clean the restrooms.

For city kids, this is a dirty and tiring job, but for country kids, it's nothing unusual.

In fact, it is a hundred times cleaner than the dry toilets in the village.

Don't assume that people in the countryside have modern homes like the old man who runs a grocery store. Although they may not have a Western-style toilet, they do have a squat toilet.

In reality, many families still use wooden buckets for urination and defecation, and some families don't even have a separate washroom. Those real 'toilets' for collecting excrement and urine are usually placed under the stairs, and every morning, adults would carry them to fertilize their crops.

Some families build a dry toilet outside that they don't clean very well. Even though they often dig up a lot of excrement to use as fertilizer, it is still filthy. It is not uncommon to see maggots wriggling inside.

The boys were usually assigned to do manual labor, such as washing mops, but the girls' work was not easy either. They had to face the dirtiest places and clean them little by little with a mop.

So during the time after school, these older boys and girls would always complain to each other.

"Damn, it's so dirty again—ugh—" Jiang Tao couldn't help but pinch his nose. "Oh my god, it's disgusting."

"You boys always pee outside the toilet bowl when you pee, and we haven't even said anything to you yet!" Tan Yaqi retorted without any politeness.

"That's right! You guys just wash the mop and broom, but we have to clean it ourselves!"

Whenever this topic comes up, the boys want to argue but have nothing to say.

But they still say it every day, as if they never learn.

The same few people always clean, and some are just there to cause trouble.

"Gu Shengbin—you stop right there!"

"Why are you chasing me? Do you like me?"

"Bullshit!"

I didn't fart!

Hao Xuanxuan quickened her pace and actually caught up with the guy. She slapped him on the forehead and grabbed his collar tightly: "Where did you touch me just now!"

"I didn't touch it!"

"Zhang Chi already said it was you who touched it!"

"Damn it, he touched it himself but said I touched it!"

"Zhang—Chi—" Hao Xuanxuan then turned her head and glared fiercely at Zhang Chi.

The latter gave a 'shy' smile, then immediately turned and ran away.

This is yet another dramatic chase scene unfolding.

Many students who are quiet in class often behave completely differently when get out of class is over, especially after school.

Perhaps it is during class that their true nature is suppressed, and only when get out of class is over do they truly unleash themselves.

Therefore, teachers who don't stroll around the school during breaks and after school will never truly know what their students are like.

Perhaps a quiet, obedient, and sensible girl who does well in school is actually a feisty one after class.

Children are generally not that afraid of getting dirty.

Not to mention children living in the countryside.

A boy was waving a dirty mop, wet with some kind of solid substance, wildly around, almost hitting Duanmu Ji in the face.

Fortunately, the latter reacted quickly, tilting his head back to dodge.

"What are you doing?" Duanmu Ji grabbed him by the back of his collar. "Come here!"

"Ah... Teacher Duanmu..." Upon seeing the fiercest male teacher, the boy hurriedly put down the mop, but still mustered the courage to complain, "They just tried to splash water on me!"

"Who?"

"Ren Wenkai and Duan Xingyu!"

"Ren Wenkai! Duan Xingyu!" Although he didn't teach older students, Duanmu Ji had still heard of these two, since almost every teacher said they were mischievous—except for Mr. Xue. "Come here!"

Duanmu Ji, who was usually quiet and reserved at school, was ruthless when it came to disciplining his students. Especially when he raised his eyebrows, he looked like an angry Arhat, full of authority. "Not cleaning up, just playing in the water, huh? So energetic, huh? Go to the playground and run three laps. You, supervise them. If they don't finish and leave, tell me, they'll be in for a world of hurt in PE class next time!"

The boy who had been swinging the mop around suddenly became excited, as if he had received a command, and even gave a Young Pioneers salute: "Yes, teacher!"

"Did you hear me? Run!"

Duan Xingyu and Ren Wenkai didn't dare to speak, but after running far away, they secretly gave the guy the middle finger.

Duanmu Ji, however, saw this and immediately shouted, "Run another lap!"

Although there were only sixty students, the school was still very lively after school.

In summer, the sun sets late; even when it's almost five o'clock, the sky is as bright as two o'clock in winter.

The bright sun, hanging high in the sky, showed no sign of setting.

On the playground, Duan Xingyu and Ren Wenkai were running, sweating profusely.

However, it should actually be called a brisk walk like a zombie.

After two laps, they simply couldn't run anymore.

But even with supervision, they dared not slack off.

Although Duanmu Ji doesn't teach physical education to older students, what if he tells his physical education teacher?

Although Mr. Xue generally did not use corporal punishment, in the eyes of the students, they were colleagues after all, and it was perfectly normal for them to 'collude' with each other.

The playground remains lively after school, especially as the weather cools down a bit, when you can see many children laughing and playing there.

I have no idea what they're playing.

The hot-tempered Hao Xuanxuan seemed tireless. After chasing a boy for half a day, she finally caught him, pinned him to the lawn, and began to beat his back hard.

Don't let its small size fool you, it's surprisingly strong.

Don't mistake this for playful banter between boys and girls; when girls of this age get into a fight, it's a real brawl.

A short while later, Zhang Chi's back was covered in bruises, looking like he had been cupped.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Stop fighting!" Qiu Yi shouted. Although he didn't teach any subjects and looked like a security guard, the two little ones quickly separated out of fear of adults. "How did you get into such a fight? You'll have to take responsibility for this, you'll have to marry him later."

"I don't want that stinky woman!" Zhang Chi immediately objected.

Hao Xuanxuan finally came to her senses and kicked his butt again. This was no joke; she was genuinely angry: "Who are you calling a stinky old woman! I smell much better than you!"

"Security guard, she hit me, you saw it!"

Qiu Yi was both amused and exasperated: "Alright, you two, go back, go home. Oh, so there's no homework for you, huh?"

Even the noisiest places have their quiet moments.

As the students gradually left, the setting sun finally turned the color of a fried egg, and the Hope Primary School, which didn't have many students to begin with, finally became somewhat deserted.

—This is just the atmosphere; in reality, the temperature is still so hot that it makes you sweat profusely.

Perhaps they smelled the aroma of food, or perhaps they were simply hungry.

The students left the school and walked home along the mountain path.

The boarding students went back to their dormitories to do their homework and wait for dinner to be served later.

Li Minxiong stood alone at the school gate, with the big yellow dog squatting beside him, circling his ankle affectionately.

Dinner wasn't ready yet, and Mo Xueyao didn't want to take a shower so early—she was afraid she'd be sweating and would have to shower later.

So I was leisurely strolling around the school when I happened to see him.

The streetlights at the school gate were already on, casting a dim yellow light.

The setting sun dyed the sea orange, like boiling tomato soup.

"Hey, you're still not home?"

"What?" He turned around unhappily, as if he was angry because his train of thought had been interrupted.

"Why aren't you home yet? You can still get a hot meal if you go home now, right?"

"Pshaw, my grandpa only knows how to cook noodles and stuff, I'm already tired of it."

"Then why don't you learn to do it yourself?"

"So I'm thinking about what to do tonight." Li Minxiong stroked his chin. "I'm wondering, who grows corn?"

"Huh? Even if you planted them, they're not ripe yet, are they?"

"correct."

"I thought you knew."

"I just didn't think of that for a moment!" he quickly defended himself. "But we can find some sweet potatoes to eat. Both the sweet potato vines and the sweet potatoes are edible; we can roast them over a fire."

"Are you planning to steal someone's?"

He glanced at Mo Xueyao sideways: "Anyway, no one else can finish it."

"Wow, that sounds so high-sounding!" she teased sarcastically. "Are you planning to bring your grandfather along?"

"I'll just stuff one into the fire while he's cooking noodles."

"That's really convenient."

"Teacher, would you like some?"

"I won't..."

"Freshly picked sweet potatoes are delicious when roasted in the stove," he said sincerely, his eyes showing a purity and innocence for the first time. "It would be a shame to come all this way to the countryside and not try it."

"You talk as if you're my tour guide."

"As long as you keep watch for me, I'll share some with you if I pick any!"

"Good grief, so you need my help?"