Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire-Chapter 27: Nourishing the Teachers

After Jiang Cheng paid the money, he went to find Sister Wang in the ward and asked whether she needed to call her husband.

Sister Wang burst into tears upon seeing Jiang Cheng.

"If it weren’t for you, Jiang Cheng—I—I—"

Sister Wang touched her belly with one hand, frightened.

She had always wanted a child, and after being married for five years, this was her first pregnancy.

She couldn’t imagine what she would do if she had fallen to the ground today.

"I call you sister, so let’s not stand on ceremony. I’ll go inform your family and have them bring you some food to nourish yourself. Don’t cry; the doctor said it’s bad for the baby."

As soon as she heard it’s bad for the baby, Sister Wang immediately wiped away her tears and nodded repeatedly like an obedient child.

Jiang Cheng contacted someone with a number afterward and stayed with Sister Wang until her mother-in-law and her own mother arrived.

Both elders expressed their gratitude to Jiang Cheng, returned the money Jiang Cheng had advanced, and felt it wasn’t enough even after personally taking Jiang Cheng out of the hospital.

From the elders’ attire, it seemed clear that Sister Wang’s family was rather well-off.

Jiang Cheng had no intention of currying favor, but it was better to have good relationships than bad ones.

After leaving the hospital, Jiang Cheng returned to the recycling station, reported the situation to the director, and worked until 4:30 p.m.

The director felt reassured and praised Jiang Cheng for her dedication as she left.

Ordinarily, a colleague wouldn’t return in the afternoon.

But not only did Jiang Cheng return to relay news, she also finished her shift.

On her way from the recycling station to night school, Jiang Cheng distinctly felt someone following her.

She discreetly took out a spoon from her space and quickly glanced at the corner.

A man, not very tall.

She couldn’t see his face, but his build seemed somewhat familiar.

After running through people in her mind, she figured there’s an eighty percent chance it was Sister Kong’s son, Dong Zi, from noon.

Was it infatuation? Intentional revenge? Or was there another motive?

Jiang Cheng clutched a pepper spray in her palm, also prepared to use the stun baton for defense at any time.

She arrived at night school, and Dong Zi didn’t make a move.

Was he surveilling her?

Jiang Cheng speculated as she entered night school.

She took out a few pieces of cake she’d prepared earlier and delivered them from the gatekeeper, Uncle Wang, to Teacher Lü.

If Jiang Cheng wanted to gift something, it was impossible for others to refuse.

They continued learning from the dictionary, but today Jiang Cheng approached another language.

Teacher Lü took out an English book, applying the same learning method.

Teacher Lü read once, and Jiang Cheng repeated it once.

When Jiang Cheng smoothly uttered the elegant English, Teacher Lü finally stopped hiding her smile. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Good! Good! Good!"

A triple proclamation of "good" conveyed Teacher Lü’s excitement.

She had truly encountered a linguistic prodigy.

"Jiang Cheng, there will be people around you recently, don’t worry, just go about your business. These background checks are basic requirements, do you understand?"

Teacher Lü had decided to utilize all her connections to pave the way for Jiang Cheng.

Of course, she wouldn’t tell Jiang Cheng this, but she’d simply act on it.

"I don’t really understand, but I know the teacher means well for me."

What Jiang Cheng said made Teacher Lü feel gratified.

Indeed, she was just a village girl who did not really comprehend these matters.

"Oh—if only I’d met you earlier."

Teacher Lü genuinely sighed.

Jiang Cheng confidently replied, "Not worrying about the past, not fearing the future, the present is best!"

"You must believe, I am such a gifted genius, different from everyone else!"

Teacher Lü laughed heartily, agreeing wholeheartedly.

After the class, Jiang Cheng went to another teacher’s office first to find geography teacher Mr. Li.

"Mr. Li, here’s a few dates for you to replenish your energy and blood. I notice your complexion isn’t looking very well."

Jiang Cheng placed over ten dates on Mr. Li’s desk with both hands.

Then she took out a big handful of goji berries from her bag.

"Don’t think I’m biased! You all work hard, I’m probably going to be a troublesome student in the future, I wanted to calm everyone’s nerves ahead of time."

After placing down the goji berries, Jiang Cheng left, leaving the teachers at a loss on how to react.

Because Jiang Cheng absolutely wasn’t bribing them.

Which student would bribe a teacher with a few goji berries?

Indeed, just a few.

A handful of goji berries would be divided among them, giving each person six or seven berries.

Mr. Li, struggling since yesterday, looked at the dozen red dates and began to shed tears.

"I—I am not a good teacher!"

Other teachers: What’s going on? The sadness of dates?

After their inquiries, geography teacher Mr. Li finally explained the reason.

"Mr. Li, does this mean you’re sure Jiang Cheng has memorized all the textbooks?"

"Yes."

"You said Jiang Cheng is progressing at an unbelievable rate?"

"Yes, as we’re speaking, I suspect she’s made progress again."

"You mean that if you make a mistake, Jiang Cheng will point it out?"

"Exactly."

"Are you going home to review the textbooks, afraid of making mistakes? More fearful of being unable to answer Jiang Cheng’s questions?"

"Yes!"

With Mr. Li’s affirmation, the other teachers were dumbfounded for ten seconds, then scattered in a flurry.

Read books!

Study!

Eat goji berries!

Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng returned to the classroom and was treated to quite a scene at the door.

"He Dan, what grudge or grievance do you have with Jiang Cheng that you’re always finding fault with her?"

"Exactly, Jiang Cheng never speaks ill of you behind your back."

"I think Jiang Cheng is great, what you say is your opinion, it might not be true."

Several female classmates spoke up to defend Jiang Cheng.

He Dan had no idea what happened; even though she normally spoke this way, no one had ever rebutted her.

What was going on today?

It must be Jiang Cheng doing something behind the scenes.

"Thank you, everyone, I knew you have discerning eyes. A progressive youth like me will certainly become good classmates, good comrades with you, who stand for justice!"

Jiang Cheng entered with high spirits.

Suddenly, she was surrounded by many girls.

Everyone had something to say, all expressing praise for Jiang Cheng.

In the back, quite a few male classmates were eager to find out what had happened.

Although they usually weren’t gossipy, at the moment, missing out felt unbearable.

Unfortunately, no one told them anything as the teacher arrived.

The chemistry teacher who entered glanced at Jiang Cheng before beginning the lesson.

Jiang Cheng remained focused, responding fluently.

She not only kept pace with the teacher, but had also started pre-studying and asking questions independently.

After the class ended, the chemistry teacher had only one thought: tonight, go home and prepare for classes thoroughly!! Prepare to the max!!

During recess, Jiang Cheng stood at the podium holding a sheet of paper.

"Reading a thank-you letter."

"Thank you, Comrade Sun Jiandong, for demonstrating excellent conduct in respecting the elderly and loving the young, escorting the elderly and children home... Thanking Mr. Shen Xing, and Shen Yue."

"Comrade Sun Jiandong, thank you."

After reading, Jiang Cheng handed the thank-you letter penned by Shen Xing to Sun Jiandong.

Holding the thank-you letter, Sun Jiandong felt disbelief; he was being thanked?

Throughout his life, he had always been tattled on, beaten by family members, the least noticeable and least ambitious among them.

Even when competing with Jiang Cheng, it was with the intention of making Jiang Cheng lose, never with true thoughts of improving himself.

"For me?"

"Of course!"

Sun Jiandong sat down with complex emotions while Jiang Cheng returned to her seat to continue class and remain a "troublesome" student.

By the end of the lesson, she successfully pushed yet another teacher to make progress.

That night, several teachers burned the midnight oil preparing for classes.

An unseen wave of competition among the teachers unfolded first.