Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Lin Huaixu took in the girl's slightly immature face, nodded calmly, and gently agreed, "Okay, then let's not let them find out for now."

First, we need to avoid being discovered by them.

Qi Yang felt that his words were a bit strange, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong. Then she saw that the group of people at the village entrance had gradually disappeared.

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to pull Lin Huaixu away, but when she turned around, she realized that her hand seemed to have been holding Lin Huaixu's arm the whole time.

She paused almost imperceptibly, as if afraid the other person would notice, then pulled him out again with remarkable ease, pretending she knew nothing.

"Teacher Lin, it's too late, let's go back quickly."

Lin Huaixu let her lead him, and when he saw that her fingers were slightly tense as she held his clothes, a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

Fearing she would be embarrassed, Lin Huaixu didn't expose her.

The two of them bypassed the main road and took a secluded country path to the village. Wild grass grew on both sides of the path, rustling in the wind, and they were enveloped in the faint scent of grass and trees.

The road was difficult to walk on, so Lin Huaixu simply pushed the bicycle, with Qi Yang following beside him, avoiding the loose stones underfoot.

When Qi Yang rushed back to her low, mud-brick courtyard, the yard was quiet and the gate was open. She glanced around the yard and confirmed that Qi Rongguang was not home. Her tense nerves instantly relaxed.

I guess he went to play cards again.

After saying goodbye to Lin Huaixu, Qi Yang quickly grabbed a few bags and hurriedly rushed into her small bedroom. She bent down and stuffed everything into the deepest part of the bed, where it was completely hidden by the old clutter piled up there, leaving no trace.

After hiding, Qi Yang straightened up, patted the dust off her clothes, and heard Dong Yuehua's voice from outside, "Yangyang, where have you been today? I haven't seen you all day."

The woman lifted the curtain and came in, and saw that she was wearing an old dress.

Qi Yang stammered a lie: "Oh... I just went out to play with Xiao Fang and the others."

Dong Yuehua scanned her up and down, her tone suspicious: "Why did you dress up so specially?"

Qi Yang said naturally, "Everyone else dresses like this, I don't want to look so slovenly, people will definitely laugh at me."

Upon hearing this, Dong Yuehua no longer suspected anything. She sighed, "Why does this child always compare herself to others?"

Suddenly, a child's loud shout came from the courtyard gate. Qi Tianci cried out in a spoiled, tearful voice, "Mom, I'm hungry! I want sweet potatoes!"

Dong Yuehua quickly responded, not bothering to question Qi Yang anymore, and immediately turned to leave, saying, "Coming, coming, Mom will get it for you."

Qi Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Standing in the quiet bedroom, listening to Dong Yuehua busy roasting sweet potatoes for Qi Tianci outside, she took out the money from her pocket.

After a week of gathering herbs, all I got were a few coins. That was only enough for one person's train ticket, far from enough to escape.

Fortunately, it wasn't entirely fruitless.

Qi Yang carefully collected and hid all the money. Looking outside, she saw that it was already getting dark.

Qi Tianci's shouts could be heard from outside the door from time to time, along with Dong Yuehua's constant responses.

Qi Yang stood up and walked outside. Qi Tianci was lingering by the stove, jumping around Dong Yuehua and constantly shouting that he wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes.

Qi Yang stepped forward, grabbed Qi Tianci by the collar, and pulled him away from Dong Yuehua.

Qi Tianci was stunned for a moment. When he saw Qi Yang's face clearly, he panicked and his legs flailed wildly in the air. "Mom, Mom! Sister's grabbing me!"

Hearing her son's cries, Dong Yuehua hurriedly got up, "Why are you lifting him?"

Qi Yang pushed him aside and said expressionlessly, "All you do at home is make noise. If you dare to shout again, I'll go to the school and call your teacher, Ms. Lin, over for another home visit."

Upon hearing this, Qi Tianci, who had just been throwing a tantrum and crying, froze instantly.

After Teacher Lin came last time, the fear of being beaten by Qi Rongguang surged up again. The crying sound effect on his face froze, his body trembled slightly, and tears rolled down his cheeks, but he dared not make a sound.

Dong Yuehua's heart softened instantly. She quickly reached out and pulled Qi Tianci into her arms, wiping away his tears. "Don't cry, don't cry. We won't let Teacher Lin come. Don't be afraid."

She looked up again, somewhat reproachfully, and said, "Why did you scare a little kid like that?"

Qi Yang didn't say anything more and turned back into the house on her own. Dong Yuehua's coaxing voice could still be clearly heard through the curtains, but fortunately, her words were indeed intimidating. Qi Tianci didn't dare to shout at all that night.

...

After saying goodbye to Qi Yang, Lin Huaixu returned to school before dark.

In the teachers' dormitory, old light bulbs hung in the center of the ceiling, casting a dim light that made the room seem even quieter and more desolate.

Lin Huaixu sat back down at his desk, his fingertips holding the letter he had retrieved that evening. The letter bore the seal of a certain educational aid organization in Shanghai.

He unsealed the envelope and pulled out the neatly folded letter.

The letter was brief. The organization was aware of the difficult conditions for running schools in remote mountain villages and was actively cooperating with the national government to implement rectification measures in each region. They were willing to provide targeted financial aid to impoverished students in Qingya Village, but the number of aid slots was limited, and the school needed to provide detailed information.

Lin Huaixu read the letter word by word, gently stroking the edge of the paper, a warm light shining in his eyes.

The next day, the letter was delivered to Qi Yang. She read it carefully, and her eyes grew brighter with each reading.

She suddenly looked up at Lin Huaixu, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and asked, "Teacher Lin, is it true? All the children in our village can apply?"

Looking into her eyes, Lin Huaixu's heart softened a little. "Yes, either way is fine."

He frankly stated, "There are many households in the village, and I don't fully understand the family situations of many children. I'm afraid of registering them incorrectly. I'm asking you to help me compile a list and screen out the children who truly need assistance. But don't worry, it's not free..."

"That's alright." Qi Yang nodded almost without hesitation, "I can help you."

This joy didn't last long. Qi Yang belatedly remembered something, and the smile on her face faded. "But Teacher Lin, even if there is financial aid, it may not be useful. Many parents in the village will not use the subsidies for their children, and in the end, they will all end up in the parents' hands."

It's frustrating, but it's the truth.

Lin Huaixu gently reassured her, "Don't worry, this time the educational assistance will not be in the form of cash flow. The support resources will be directly connected to the schools and deducted from tuition fees. Any child who wants to go to high school can use this money."

Qi Yang was still somewhat incredulous. "You can do that?"

The gloom in the girl's eyes vanished, and Lin Huaixu's mood brightened as well. He nodded with a smile, "That's fine, but can Assistant Qi start learning now?"

Qi Yang coughed lightly. "Learn."