Transmigrating to the 80s to Become Stepmom to Five Bigwigs

Panda Novel

Shao Xi was a prideful person and wouldn't cry even when he was beaten up. Thinking that Shao Xi was in too much pain, Mu Jingzhe felt even more anxious. "Don't cry, Shao Xi. Don't cry. We'll go back and apply the medicine now."

"Did I say he could leave?" The ignored Zhang Fei had a surly expression on his face. "You're not allowed to leave until you finish your writing."

"How is he going to write when his hand is in this state?" Mu Jingzhe's countenance was equally sullen.

"Why can't he write? It's not broken yet, is it?"

"He can write just because it's not broken yet? Even when his hands are in such a state?!" Mu Jingzhe's temper flared up. "As a teacher, is it appropriate for you to say such things?"

"I'm strict with them precisely because I'm a teacher!"

Zhang Fei was also angry. "Mu Jingzhe, what is this? Am I in the wrong for being a responsible teacher?"

Mu Jingzhe took a deep breath and calmed herself down. This wasn't the modern era, when teachers couldn't punish students physically. In this era, it was acceptable for teachers to mete out corporal punishment. Even parents supported it and would tell the teachers to hit and scold their kids if they were disobedient, believing that only then could they learn to be good.

Never mind if it was right or wrong. There was a limit to everything.

"Teacher Zhang, I'm not saying that you are wrong for trying to be a responsible teacher. If he made a small mistake, a little punishment is fine, but you can't just keep hitting him. I want to ask, what is it that Shao Xi did wrong? I will teach him that."

She had to stop the teacher from hitting him so severely.

"You'll teach him? Are you a teacher?" Zhang Fei's disdain was clear.

This attitude broadened Mu Jingzhe's horizons. "I'm not a teacher, but I'm a parent. Since I'm already here, isn't it better to communicate so that the teacher and parent can teach the child together?"

"Alright, I'll communicate." Zhang Fei scoffed. "His essay was messy, and he was spouting nonsense, so I asked him to rewrite it. His attitude was terrible, and he was unwilling to comply."

Mu Jingzhe was really shocked this time. "An essay? You're saying Shao Xi can't write an essay?"

'You must be joking. Forget about everything else. You're saying that this future famous writer, a literary giant, can't write a second-grade essay?'

Mu Jingzhe's expression of disbelief made Zhang Fei feel even more displeased.

"What? You still don't believe me? Could I be slandering him?"

Mu Jingzhe paused before saying, "Show me his essay."

Zhang Fei laughed. "You're not convinced, are you? Fine, I'll find it for you!"

A second later, he paused.

He had torn Shao Xi's essay apart.

Mu Jingzhe followed his gaze and saw a ball of paper by the door.

Her expression turned cold. "Don't tell me you tore his essay."

Zhang Fei snorted out of embarrassment. "Yes, I tore it. So what? It's rubbish."

Shao Xi looked at Zhang Fei coldly, his eyes filled with hatred.

Mu Jingzhe glared at him before picking up the ball of paper and carefully spreading it out.

Shao Xi was stunned for a moment. When Mu Jingzhe started to read, he wanted to say something but stopped. His expression became awkward.

Second-grade essays were very short, so Mu Jingzhe finished reading it very quickly.

She looked at Zhang Fei.

"You don't think it was well-written?"

Zhang Fei was about to speak when he saw that Mu Jingzhe was even more worked up than him. "How is he not good at writing? He writes really well!"

Shao Xi was stunned.

Zhang Fei's face twisted.

Both of them wanted to see traces of lying on Mu Jingzhe's face, but they didn't. Mu Jingzhe was serious.

Zhang Fei laughed and said, "You said he writes it well? The topic I set was 'my family'. Look at what he wrote!"

"You are aware of his family's condition. His parents are gone, so he wrote an innovative essay. This is excellent creativity!"

In the second grade, other than being asked to write about themselves, students would be asked to write about their parents or family and other things like that. Instead of doing that, Shao Xi had written that he had drunk some magical water and grown up overnight to become a father. He had written about being a father for a day.

There weren't many words, but the narration was clear and the content was very creative.

A child's world was full of imagination. Shao Xi had revealed his talent from a young age. It was such a pleasant surprise.

In any case, Mu Jingzhe was pleasantly surprised.

Some geniuses were just that incredible.

Mu Jingzhe showed no signs of acting. Zhang Fei was furious. "Mu Jingzhe, you… you said that on purpose to anger me."

"I did not. Don't spout nonsense. I really think it's good. Don't you think so? This is creative. This is wonderful creativity, Teacher!"

Mu Jingzhe wanted to tear Zhang Fei's head apart to see what he was thinking.

She carefully smoothed out the piece of paper in her hand and said, "Teacher Zhang, don't tear Little Xi's workbook again. What he wrote is very precious. If you don't like it, others will."

Although Mu Jingzhe didn't say that he was blind, Zhang Fei wasn't blind and could tell.

The way Mu Jingzhe looked at him was as if he had done something heinous.

Zhang Fei was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He looked at Mu Jingzhe and then at the stunned Shao Xi. He pointed fiercely at them and said, "Good, very good. Mu Jingzhe, you're very good!"

Upon saying that, he turned and left, certain that Mu Jingzhe had done that on purpose.

She had disrespected a teacher, so he wouldn't let this rest so easily!

Mu Jingzhe was also furious as she watched him leave. "What kind of attitude is this? You have eyes but can't see Mount Tai1, and you don't have the standards to appreciate it. Plus, you can't even take criticism?"

Mu Jingzhe was heartbroken. If there were more teachers like this, who knew how many talented students would be buried.

Shao Xi: "…"

He took a deep breath and said, "Stop acting. The teacher has already left."

"I'm not acting. I'm speaking the truth." Mu Jingzhe turned her head, thinking that Shao Xi was still young and since his teacher disapproved of his work, he probably didn't have confidence in himself anymore.

She emphasized her next words seriously. "Shao Xi, your writing is really good. Was anything else torn? You can't lose your papers. You have to keep everything."

A second-grade essay by a literary giant was also a rare treasure, so he had to keep it all.

As he looked at Mu Jingzhe's serious expression, Shao Xi couldn't tell if this was real or fake.

"The ones I wrote previously weren't torn up, only this one was. The rest is in the exercise book."

Shao Xi's homework had been left alone on the podium.

Mu Jingzhe quickly took it and carefully shook off the chalk dust. "Make sure you don't tear it."

Shao Xi looked at her. "You really think I'm a good writer?"

"Of course. Why would I lie to you?"

Mu Jingzhe wanted to take a look immediately, but her attention was quickly attracted by Shao Xi's hand, and she blew on it.

"Let's go tend to your hand first."

Shao Xi's expression was extremely stiff. This woman had actually blown on his hand?

Did she really think that she was his mother?

Although she had said that she was going to tend to his palm, there was actually no medicine. All she did was chew a wormwood leaf she found by the roadside and wrap it in his palm.

Since his hand had been wrapped, it was inconvenient for him to eat. Mu Jingzhe wanted to feed him, but Shao Xi refused and insisted on eating by himself.

After he ate, Mu Jingzhe asked impatiently, "Shao Xi, can I take a look at your other essays?"

Shao Xi wanted to refuse, but in the end, he nodded.

He wanted to see how far she could take this.

Mu Jingzhe was shocked after reading them.

"Waa… Shao Xi, you're amazing. How did your little head become so clever? Where did these marvelous ideas come from?"

Shao Xi: "???"