Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Qi Yang was taken aback.

Her eyes lit up instantly. Although she also wanted to study, she didn't even have any study materials at hand, so how could she study? She was about to nod in agreement when a voice behind her interrupted their conversation, "Yangyang."

Qi Yang turned her head and saw her mother walking quickly out of the house, her brows furrowed, grabbing the girl's arm and pulling her behind her.

A woman's hands are calloused from years of labor, and they feel rough to the touch.

Dong Yuehua smiled at Chu Wangshu, "Wangshu, you just focus on your reading, don't worry about her."

As she spoke, she pulled Qi Yang and turned to walk into the house.

Chu Wangshu was stunned for a moment, watching the two figures disappear. A few seconds later, she sighed regretfully.

The curtain was lifted and then pulled down again. Dong Yuehua released her grip on her arm, turned her head and sighed.

"I advise you not to follow Wang Shu's example. Don't you know your father's temper? If he finds out secretly, he'll break your legs. Then our whole family will suffer. I can't stop him even if I want to."

Qi Yang stood quietly in place, her long eyelashes drooping.

She knew in her heart that Dong Yuehua was afraid that Qi Rongguang would get angry and hit her. Qi Yang kept her head down and could only respond with a low "Oh".

Seeing her dejected appearance, Dong Yuehua felt a pang of pity. "I'm doing this for your own good. Just behave yourself and get along well with that Zhou boy."

"Although that girl's family can't afford as much dowry as the family your older sister is betrothed to, she seems quite clever and genuinely cares for you. For a girl, being able to marry someone who truly cherishes her is already quite good compared to your older sister."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yang bit her lip. "I have nothing to do with him, and I don't want to get married."

The Zhou family boy that Dong Yuehua mentioned is Zhou Shan, who was also the original owner's childhood sweetheart.

Growing up in the same village, the boy and girl had grown up and were quite good-looking. The elders thought they were a good match, so it seemed that everyone had already assumed that Qi Yang was Zhou Shan's future wife.

If Qi Yang really marries Zhou Shan, she will have a hard time changing her fate, let alone leaving the village.

Upon hearing this, Dong Yuehua immediately frowned, her face full of disapproval. "What nonsense are you talking about, child? Don't say it in front of your father, or he'll beat you again."

Qi Yang didn't want to respond, so she lowered her eyes and remained silent.

After all, she was her own daughter, so Dong Yuehua didn't want to be too harsh on her. She softened her tone and said, "Alright, stop looking so sad. It's been raining a lot these past few days, and the mountain roads are difficult to walk on. Don't forget to pick up your younger brother and sister from school this afternoon. Children are unsteady on their feet and can easily fall."

Qi Yang nodded slightly, "I understand."

It's better to go out than to stay in this stuffy and oppressive room, constantly watching Qi Rongguang's expression.

After days of rain, the afternoon sky gradually cleared, dispelling the misty fog in the mountains. When school let out, Qi Yang walked slowly from the village primary school.

People come and go at the school gate, and the children's laughter is crisp and lively.

Lin Huaixu stood in front of the village school, bidding farewell to the scattered students. A gentle smile played on the man's lips. He wore a white shirt and black trousers, the cuffs casually rolled up to reveal his lean arms. His refined and aloof demeanor stood out from the surrounding rural atmosphere.

He was casually glancing at the children playing when his gaze inadvertently swept over them, causing him to pause slightly.

The girl's face was clean and fresh today. She was slender and had a lively and delicate air about her, as if she were rooted in the mountains.

Their eyes met casually, and Lin Huaixu's gaze softened behind his glasses as he asked gently, "Here to pick up your younger siblings?"

The girl paused for a moment, then nodded slightly in response.

The next moment, she saw her younger brother and sister appear inside the school gate.

Qi Tianci was jumping around happily in front of her, and his injuries had almost healed. Qi Yang looked past him at Qi An behind her. The little girl was obviously older than Qi Tianci, but she was much shorter. Her hair was a bit yellowish, which was caused by years of malnutrition.

Qi Yang took a step forward and gently took Qi An's hand, who was lagging behind. The little girl's hand was small and cold.

Qi An's face immediately softened as her older sister pulled her along. When they reached the door, she looked up at Lin Huaixu beside her, obediently stopped, and said goodbye in a formal tone, "Goodbye, Teacher Lin."

Lin Huaixu responded softly, "Goodbye, An'an, take care on your journey."

After saying that, he shifted his gaze to Qi Yang, who was standing quietly beside him, and politely added, "Be careful on the road."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yang glanced at him subconsciously, pursed her lips, and remained reserved and taciturn. "Thank you, teacher."

Three figures walked away one after the other, the slender girl protecting two children, her back view quiet and frail.

Lin Huaixu stood at the school gate, his gaze unconsciously following the figure's back. Suddenly, he heard the old principal sigh beside him, his tone full of regret, "This girl has a hard life."

Lin Huaixu withdrew his gaze and listened quietly.

"You're new here and don't know the situation yet. Her family is busy arranging a marriage for their eldest daughter. The man is almost forty years old, nearly twenty years older than her older sister." The old headmaster shook his head. He had seen this kind of scene many times in these mountains. "The other family has some savings and can afford the bride price, so her parents agreed without hesitation, without even considering whether the girl was willing."

At this point, the old principal said with a sense of helplessness, "That girl will probably end up the same way in the future."

Lin Huaixu stood quietly, the setting sun illuminating his tall, slender figure. Recalling the bright, delicate eyes he had just seen, a sense of melancholy slowly welled up within him. He couldn't help but ask, "Has she not been to school for a long time?"

The old headmaster sighed heavily upon hearing this. "That's right. You've probably met Qi Rongguang, haven't you? He's a notorious scoundrel in the village. When he heard that a new teacher was coming to the village, he shamelessly begged the village chief to come and pick you up. He said nice things, but he just wanted you to give his son extra tutoring."

"And then there's Qi An. It was only after the village chief and I repeatedly persuaded him that he stayed to study for a few more years. Fortunately, the country has now passed legislation that ensures everyone has access to compulsory education. But if we wait a few more years, it will cost money for his child to go to high school, and he definitely won't agree to that."

The old headmaster shook his head. "What a pity."

Suddenly someone shouted from the kitchen in the distance, urging the principal to check the ingredients. The old principal quickly responded and walked briskly towards the back of the school building.

This school has only about forty students from first grade to ninth grade. After school, the simple school building returns to quiet, with only the mountain wind carrying the scent of grass and trees.

Lin Huaixu also withdrew his gaze and turned to walk into the school.