A Young Woman's Heart

"Shall we clink glasses again?"

"Otherwise, it wouldn't feel like a proper ceremony!"

"Pfft, okay, let's clink glasses." Mo Xiao smiled, covering her mouth, and lightly clinked glasses with her.

The rice wine didn't really make me drunk.

The two sisters even had another drink.

But its staying power followed.

The clouds in the sky seemed to have turned silver.

But the Milky Way still did not fall.

"Wow—Sister—" Mo Zhuyou had just washed the dishes and lay wobbly next to Mo Xiaoxiao. "The moon...so many moons."

"Where is the moon?"

"Yes, the moon is everywhere in the sky—"

"Pfft, that's a chandelier."

"Well?"

The older sister smiled and turned off the lights in the room.

The two moved to a different spot.

I lay down on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Their heads were very close together.

You can even feel the throbbing in the other person's temples.

The strands of hair were all mixed up.

It looked somewhat messy.

"Sister."

"Ok?"

Are you...drunk?

"A little bit..." Mo Xiaoxiao said, her words a little hesitant. "It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling."

"Well?"

Do you remember the first time we drank together?

"Huh?"

"This is the first time I've lived in a rental apartment that I found myself, and the first time I've found a job that I can do."

"Hmm." Mo Zhuyou pouted and poked her sister's cheek with her left index finger. "Sis~ Sis! It seems like the drink we had that time was some cheap bar."

"Erguotou, oh, so cheap."

"Then he threw up."

"It seems so..."

"But I don't remember drinking it on the first day, right?"

"Hmm... that must have been when I received my first month's salary? Anyway, I was very happy."

"I feel...not very happy."

"Ok?"

"Phew... Sister, it's so good to have you here."

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't answer immediately this time, but tilted her head and leaned against Mo Zhuyou's chest: "I really wish I were the younger sister."

"Tch, no way, I want to be the younger sister!"

"You're just lazy."

"So being the younger sister is good, right?"

"Pfft." Mo Xiaoxiao hiccuped again. "I won't drink next time."

"What? This is actually quite nice. I feel a little dizzy, like the starry sky is spinning."

"My head will be throbbing tomorrow..."

"elder sister!"

What are you doing?

"I'll share your headache!"

"……puff."

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Chapter Sixty-Six Air Conditioning

Saturday, September 2001, 8.

The fifth floor of the teaching building.

The air looked like a distorted funhouse mirror, deforming distant scenery and even making the waves crashing against the rocks seem weak.

Mo Xueyao stood on the rooftop of the teaching building, watching the worker tightening a screw with a large wrench.

The outdoor unit of the air conditioner is installed here.

After several days of waiting, it finally arrived.

This is a new type of wall-mounted air conditioner, different from the integrated window air conditioner. It has a better cooling effect, and one unit is enough for a classroom.

"Alright." The worker's face was purplish from the sun. He rolled up the hem of his shirt and wiped the sweat from his face, but it had little effect.

"Should we just try opening it and see if it works?" Qiu Yi, who had been watching from the sidelines, asked.

"Yes, wait about ten minutes and see if it cools down."

Mo Xueyao breathed a sigh of relief and shook the umbrella she was holding: "Finally, we can have air conditioning. Otherwise, we would have been sweltering."

In fact, most farmers' houses are not too hot in the summer.

The main problem is that the school buildings, which are shaped like matchboxes, become like ovens on hot days, completely lacking ventilation and heat dissipation.

Upon arriving at classroom 505, Mo Xueyao couldn't wait to turn on the air conditioner. After about ten seconds, gusts of cold air finally blew out.

The oven-like classroom gradually became as cool as a refrigerator.

Outside, Ye Wen and Qiu Yi were thanking the workers and paying, while the workers also took out the invoices that had already been prepared.

This includes the cost of the boat.

If it's on land, installation is usually free; there's no charge.

"Xiaoyao, you and Wanyan, gather all the students in this classroom!"

"Oh, so there won't be any classes for the next few days?"

"Okay, you teachers can all stay in the same classroom and mark out your own space for classes. This classroom should be big enough."

This classroom is indeed half again as big as the others.

It should actually be the location of two classrooms, but the adjacent broadcasting room was divided in half, and the remaining half was not divided and was used as a whole classroom.

Mo Xueyao immediately turned the temperature up to eighteen degrees Celsius, and the air conditioner blew the air vigorously, as if to turn the place into a cold storage.

To be honest, it's been so hot these past few days that Mo Xueyao really wants to sleep in the cold storage.

Although the school's cold storage is not large, it seems that one or two people could lie down inside without any problem.

"Yaoyao." Li Wanyan glanced at her and sighed helplessly. "Let's go."

"Ah, here it comes—"

It's the first class of the morning, and the students are still in class.

The two of them split up, each going to three classrooms, and quickly gathered all the students together.

Sixty people, crammed into the corridor, still seem like a lot.

From first to sixth grade, the height difference was huge, and the discipline was naturally very chaotic.

Qiao Shishi, a first-grader, had been made to cry by someone. Her little face was covered in tears, and her cries, mixed with the noise, gave Mo Xueyao a headache.

The other teachers also gathered around at this moment—even those who weren't going to teach later.

After all, this is the only classroom with air conditioning, so who wouldn't want to come and use it?

Let's just say we've combined the office and the classroom into one place.

"Qiao Shishi, why are you crying?" Cha Li gently stroked her eye socket with her knuckles, then playfully placed her tear-stained finger near her lips. The latter actually stuck out her little tongue and licked it. "Who bullied you?"

"Ouch... Fourth grader... stepped on my foot!"

"Fourth grader? Who stepped on you?"

"Him!" Qiao Shishi pointed to Ren Wenkai, who was chatting happily with his brother.

"Him?" Mo Xueyao knew Ren Wenkai well. This kid was considered quite domineering among the students. Although he took good care of his underlings, he did seem like the kind of person who would do bad things. "Ren Wenkai! Come here!"

He, who had been spitting as he spoke, immediately shut his mouth as if it had been sewn shut, and walked over silently.

Seeing his sudden change of expression made Mo Xueyao feel a little amused. Wasn't he quite talkative among his classmates?

Why do I always seem to be mute in front of the teacher?

Why did you step on her?

"Huh...? I... don't know." Ren Wenkai's chubby face was full of innocence.

"Ren Wenkai said he didn't mean it," Cha Li said, patting Qiao Shishi's head. "How about he apologizes to you?"

"Um……"