A Young Woman's Heart

It's like a matching question that originally had only seven corresponding answers, but now it's filled with ten thousand, making it even harder to find than a maze.

"That should be the Purple Star!"

"You recognize Yinyin?"

"I'm not sure, but it does seem to emit a purple light."

"..."

Everyone was speechless for several seconds after she made them.

The waves seem calmer today, unlike the surging waves of the past few days.

It was so gentle, as if it had become a different person, like it was soothing the creatures on the beach to sleep.

"The corn is ready~" Xuan Anyi suddenly said in a very cheerful tone, then took a stick and poked around in the fire, taking out six ears of corn that were roasted to a slightly charred state.

Some of them even had sparks flying off their bodies when they rolled out.

"Ouch, ouch—it's so hot!" Hua Yinyin had just picked up the longest one when she was immediately burned and dropped it on the ground.

The outer ring of corn leaves immediately became covered with some dust.

Xuan Anyi extinguished the fire with some ice water.

After all, it's summer, and if it weren't for roasting corn, there wouldn't even be a need to start this fire.

It took quite a while for the corn to cool down a bit.

Everyone disregarded the fact that the corn leaves would make their hands black and started peeling them off. Even Li Wanyan seemed a little impatient.

The outside was charred, but it didn't affect the inside at all.

The corn is fully ripe.

You can smell a sweet aroma and see the rising steam.

Mo Xueyao couldn't resist taking a bite. It was sweet corn, with a crunchy texture and a sweet taste.

Perhaps because it was freshly baked, it was even a little soft and chewy.

"Ah, delicious!" Mo Xueyao gave a thumbs up. "No wonder Auntie baked it!"

"Watching the stars while eating corn~" Wang Jiale's tone was light and cheerful, as if she were humming a song.

"Oh, right, I also brought some oranges." Hua Yinyin patted the pocket of her nightgown. "Shall we roast them over the embers?"

“It’s not winter,” Mo Xueyao said with a sidelong glance.

"Since there are still embers, let's try roasting them!"

As night deepened, the blue in the sky seemed to slowly fade, turning into a purer black.

The night breeze blowing in from the ocean also brought a chill.

The white chiffon nightgown Mo Xueyao was wearing had its ribbon tied at the waist, which was being gently lifted by the playful breeze and was dancing leisurely in the air.

“Yaoyao, corn kernels.” Li Wanyan pointed to her thigh, where a few golden corn kernels had fallen.

"I want it!" Hua Yinyin shouted exaggeratedly, grabbed it and put it in her mouth, causing Mo Xueyao, who was standing next to her, to frown and show a look of disgust.

"What are you doing? This is called not wasting food!"

"Yinyin is getting more and more perverted," Wang Jiale muttered, resting her chin on her hand.

"It must have been hard for Xiaoyao to give way to Yinyin," Xuan Anyi nodded in agreement.

"How about we let Yinyin sleep with Auntie, and Xiaoyao and I will sleep together tonight?"

Mo Xueyao immediately nodded vigorously: "I agree!"

"No—I disagree!!"

……

Chapter 45 Bringing Rats to School

Wednesday morning.

Before Mo Xueyao even entered the classroom, she heard shouts that grew louder and louder.

It was as noisy as elderly people arguing about prices in a vegetable market.

As soon as she entered the classroom, she saw the chubby Ren Wenkai running around hurriedly. The other students either joined in the commotion or hid behind the wall in fear. Screams and whistles mingled together, and the children's high-decibel shouts gave Mo Xueyao a headache.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?!" She took a deep breath and shouted angrily, which startled Ren Wenkai so much that he stumbled and fell to the ground. Duan Xingyu, who was next to her, rushed over and slammed the door behind Mo Xueyao shut.

Before she could ask any more questions, she saw a dark shape crash into the door, then wobble and drag its long tail under the podium.

"Damn!" Mo Xueyao couldn't help but exclaim, "What is that?"

"Teacher, it was Ren Wenkai who brought the mouse to school!" There's always someone who won't miss the chance to expose their classmate.

"Ren Wenkai, what are you doing?"

"Uh, I just... brought the mouse I caught yesterday to show you..." Ren Wenkai said awkwardly, pointing to the mousetrap on his table.

"Then why did you release it?"

"I wanted to kill them all together..."

"Now that you've let it get away, what are you going to do? And why bother with the rats? Don't you know how dirty they are?"

"So everyone in my family was burned to death!" Duan Xingyu shouted. He was guarding the front door, while his cousin Duan Haichao was guarding the back door.

To prevent the rat from scurrying into the corridor.

Ren Wenkai ran to the side of the podium and squatted down, looking like he was about to crawl under it to catch the mouse himself.

Mo Xueyao quickly grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him back.

What are you doing?

"Teacher, I'm catching mice." The chubby boy's round face was full of grievance.

"Oh, you're just going to scratch like that? Aren't you afraid of getting bitten?"

"It's alright, teacher, Ren Wenkai definitely won't be able to catch him!" Duan Xingyu egged them on. "Just drive him out! We'll intercept him outside!"

"Alright, alright, all of you, stop coming over here, especially the girls. It won't look good if your faces get scratched." Mo Xueyao said, quickly walking to the back of the classroom, where there were two bamboo brooms. She picked one up and then glanced at the large plastic bucket.

These are for students to dispose of their trash, because it's not easy to buy trash bags that big, and even if you could, it wouldn't be cost-effective. So most schools don't use trash bags—and this Hope Primary School is no exception.

Every day after school, I just dump the trash into the school's trash can, rinse it off, and that's it.

However, it's clear that the student in charge of washing the trash cans wasn't taking it seriously at all; the inside of the cans was covered in grime, even though they'd only been used for a few days.

Even the flip-top trash cans at the school's garbage station aren't this dirty.

Who usually takes out the trash?

"Ren Wenkai!"

"Wash it more thoroughly next time. Doesn't it look disgusting?" Mo Xueyao looked away, opened the small cabinet where other cleaning tools were kept, and found an iron bucket used to hold water.

You can fill the bucket with clean water and then use the water in the bucket to wash the rags, but it looks like this thing hasn't been used yet. Maybe it's more convenient to just wash the rags at the sink.

"Ren Wenkai—never mind, you're too fat." Mo Xueyao turned her gaze to the thin but agile Sun Haihang. "Sun Haihang, come here, take this iron bucket, and as soon as a mouse comes out, 'bang!' slam it shut, understand?"

"Yes, teacher."

Mo Xueyao didn't say anything more. She was afraid that the rat would run in another direction. After Sun Haihang was ready, she waved the broom and poked it under the podium.

A commotion erupted, and no one knew what kind of chaos was taking place under the podium. Finally, the rat was roused from its commotion and ran out, its body covered in two bloody scratches from the broom. These scratches, mixed with its dark fur, made it look even more disgusting.

It ran in the wrong direction, but fortunately Ren Wenkai was not idle. He blocked it with his foot, and the rat darted off to the other side at lightning speed.

"Bang!" The iron bucket was firmly closed, trapping the dirty rat inside.

Then came a series of 'thump thump thump' sounds.

"Phew, finally caught him."

"Teacher, what should we do next?"

The children looked at each other as if they had found their pillar of support.

It always feels wonderful to be trusted.

Although that means taking on more responsibility.

Mo Xueyao tilted her head and thought for a moment, then walked to the iron bucket and shook it vigorously.

She didn't expect the job to be so tiring; in less than a minute, she was already slightly out of breath.

"Come on, who wants to try? Shake this bucket, take turns, but don't tip the bucket over."

"I'll do it!" Ren Wenkai said, whether out of a sense of responsibility or simply because he thought it was fun.

He looked eager to try it and was the first to come up and give it a shot.

Just five minutes before the school bell was about to ring, the students had a great time playing.

By the time Mo Xueyao swiftly flipped over the iron bucket, the rats inside were already disoriented and curled up motionless at the bottom.

The rats in the real thing are quite different from the hamsters in the pet store. They are not only ugly, but their two yellow teeth also have blood on them, and their fur is full of dirt that reflects a slightly iridescent color in the sunlight.

Don't assume that anything colorful is beautiful.

Putting it on something out of place will not make it look beautiful at all.

Several boys covered it with brooms, then worked together to carry the bucket to the sink where they washed mops and filled it with water.

The mouse, which was already exhausted, finally stopped moving after struggling a few times.

"Teacher, he's dead! He's dead!"

"I'm not dead yet!" Mo Xueyao glared at the boys running down the corridor. The worst part was that these guys were shouting so loudly that the whole school could probably hear them.

"The rat died!!" Ren Wenkai immediately changed his tune.

When this kid was called to the office, he couldn't utter a sound for ages. But now he's busy with something extra, which makes him so happy, like he got a perfect score on a test.

"If it dies, just throw it away." Mo Xueyao didn't want to look at it even once. Although she wasn't afraid of rats, she still instinctively disliked such disgusting things.