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Because the relationship between you and Comrade Yi Xuecha has become quite lively, it would be appreciated if Teacher Wen could pay a bit more attention in the future.
Wen Qian thought for a moment and understood the reason. After all, this was a school, and being too conspicuous wasn't ideal.
During class, the children were very obedient, though they seemed a bit reserved around her as their teacher. The kids who came to school were dressed decently. At their age, they could help with some farm work, so families that could send their children to school must be doing relatively well.
In the office, Guo Huimei rushed over to Wen Qian's side, eagerly asking her how the first class went.
"It was good; the children are all wonderful," Wen Qian replied with a smile that radiated both calmness and happiness.
The morning classes passed quickly, and in the first-grade classroom, Lu Chen and Yuan Yuan stood hand in hand at the door waiting for her.
"Mommy! Auntie!" The two little ones rushed over as soon as they saw Wen Qian, each hugging one of her legs.
Wen Qian bent down with a smile and patted their little faces. "How was your first day of school?"
"It was good, Auntie! Chen Chen is so smart! The teacher praised him!"
Lu Chen blushed shyly at Wen Qian's gaze.
She ruffled his hair; she had been teaching him quite a bit during this time. Initially, she worried that he might struggle since it was his first time in school and he hadn't encountered these subjects before. To ease his transition, she had given him some simple preparatory lessons.
However, Lu Chen surprised her with his high comprehension; he grasped difficult concepts after just one explanation.
"It's all thanks to my mom's teaching."
"Auntie, you should teach me too! I want to be as smart as Chen Chen!" Yuan Yuan looked up at Wen Qian with big pleading eyes. Wen Qian looked at her indulgently and replied, "Alright."
Just then, the political commissar from the military district rushed by, sweating profusely as he hurried to the school. He stopped abruptly and looked at Yuan Yuan with an apologetic expression.
"Yuan Yuan, it's all my fault for being busy and forgetting. Next time, I promise I'll pick you up earlier."
Recently, there had been too many affairs in the army, leaving him overwhelmed. It wasn't until he finished his tasks that he realized he had missed his daughter’s school dismissal time.
He stood up and gratefully looked at Wen Qian. "Comrade Wen, thank you! If it weren't for you, Yuan Yuan would still be at school!"
Wen Qian smiled reassuringly. "It's no problem; you can take Yuan Yuan now!"
In the future, I can help take care of Yuan Yuan for a while, and I'll bring her back when you’re less busy. The Political Commissar is not an irresponsible person; he wouldn’t forget that today is Yuan Yuan’s first day of school. Unless he is truly overwhelmed with duties in the army.
If it were someone else, she wouldn’t have taken the initiative to make such a request. After all, she isn’t idle and doesn’t have children of her own to care for.
The Political Commissar looked at her gratefully. "Then I’ll trouble you during this time. Once I finish my work, I’ll definitely pick up Yuan Yuan. Thank you."
After speaking, Wen Qian took Lu Chen home.
On the way, Wen Qian suddenly remembered Yuan Yuan’s brother, Guang. Why isn’t he in school? Or has it been a long time since she saw him at the army base?
At home, Wen Qian made two bowls of noodles. Lu Chen ate so eagerly that his little face was smeared with food, his eyes squinting with delight as he looked at Wen Qian.
“Mommy, it’s so delicious!”
“If it’s good, eat more.”
After the meal, Wen Qian thought about her third-grade class in the afternoon and planned to take out her materials to prepare in advance.
During the afternoon class, Wen Qian noticed that there were more third graders than fourth graders in the classroom. She heard from the principal that some children couldn’t even afford their school fees and had to share books with others.
While teaching, she tried her best to write all the key points on the blackboard so that those without books could learn as much as possible.
After class, Wen Qian was with two children when she bumped into Lu.
“Teacher Wen, are you home?”
“Mm-hmm, Teacher Lu.”
The two of them stood together with the two little ones in front of them.
During their time in the army, Lu suddenly tugged at Wen Qian’s sleeve shyly, his face slightly flushed.
“Wen… Teacher Wen, can I ask you something?”
“What is it?”
“I heard that you and Yang Tong—Deputy Battalion Commander Yang—are from the same hometown. Do you know each other?”
As Lu spoke, his cheeks turned red, and he shyly avoided looking directly at Wen Qian while tightly gripping the straps of his backpack.
Wen Qian smiled at him. “Yes, we’re from the same hometown.”
“Does he have a partner? Or someone he likes?”
After asking this question, Lu quickly lowered his head and couldn’t bear to look into Wen Qian’s eyes anymore.
Wen Qian noticed that his ears were flushed and a faint pink hue crept up his neck. She hadn’t understood why he asked about Yang Tong before, but now everything clicked into place for her.
Lu had her eyes set on Yang Tong.
That’s great!
Yang Tong was a good man—responsible and capable, with a decent temper and looks. Lu was also a wonderful girl, coming from a good family, with a pleasant personality and appearance; she was even a teacher.
Deep down, she believed in the two of them.
Lu hesitated and cautiously looked up at Teacher Wen, her eyes revealing both hope and anxiety. "Teacher Wen, does Deputy Camp Leader Yang have a girlfriend?"
Wen Qian smiled apologetically. She realized she had gotten carried away and forgotten to answer the question first.
"No, Yang Tong doesn’t have anyone at the moment, as far as I know."
"That’s good."
The young girl murmured happily to herself, but then noticed Wen Qian's smiling expression. Startled, she immediately flushed and explained, "I didn’t mean it like that! I—I just…"
Seeing her almost on the verge of tears made Wen Qian unable to hold back her laughter, and she quickly comforted her.
"No, I don’t know anything. I don’t understand anything."
Though she said that, the smile on her face had already betrayed her true feelings.
Lu could tell from Wen Qian’s expression that she had definitely guessed what was going on. Frustrated, she lowered her head and patted her face before cautiously leaning closer to Wen Qian. "Sister Wen, please don’t tell anyone. I—I don’t want others to know yet."
She tugged at Wen Qian’s sleeve with a pleading shake. "Sister Wen."
Wen Qian felt her heart melt at the sight and nodded in agreement.
With a smile in her eyes as she looked at Lu, she teased, "Just now you called me Teacher Wen; now you’re calling me Sister Wen."
The playful tone was unmistakable.
Lu stared at her in confusion, wanting to explain but unsure of what to say. All she could do was anxiously sweat on her forehead, her wet eyes looking at Wen Qian pitifully.
"Sister Wen, please stop teasing me."
Wen Qian chuckled as she looked at Lu and said, "You can do it!"
Lu shyly glanced at Wen Qian, nodding while biting her lips until they turned pale.
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