Without giving them a chance to react, she had already turned and left.
Mrs. Zhou reached out her hand and called after her several tis from behind, but she acted as if she hadn’t heard, mounted the family bicycle, and left.
The bicycle was a second-hand one her mom had bought for her to use for school. She cherished it dearly, and although it was old, she relied on it for her round trip to school every day.
"I just heard sothing? Relatives? She has relatives? I’ve never heard of that!"
"Just because you haven’t heard doesn’t an they don’t exist. Look at how happy the child seems; she doesn’t look like she’s lying. Did you see? They’re already processing the school transfer paperwork!"
"Ha, Cuilian, does this an your hopes are dashed?"
Zhao Cuilian’s face looked sowhat displeased. She never expected that the girl she had set her sights on would actually have relatives. Now, all the cordiality and scheming of this period were in vain. Damn it, why didn’t she say earlier? If she had, why would they have sent those eggs over to her house?
Watching Zhao Cuilian leave in a huff, the other two aunts exchanged a look and smiled at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and left. The human heart is truly the most unpredictable thing. Just look at that Zhou Yu family; did they really think everyone was a fool, unable to see their intentions?
They’re still supporting Yiyi to go to university? Hmm, no one thinks that’s possible, not with their poor appearance. It would be hard enough to support one, let alone two.
It was fortunate that Yiyi had relatives to support her studies; otherwise, she would certainly have been taken advantage of.
Yiyi, of course, did not know that people had already seen through Zhou Yu and his wife’s sches. If she had known, she would have certainly lanted that if only she had not been so stubborn in her previous life, and had listened more to others’ analyses, she wouldn’t have ended up with such an outco.
Upon reaching the school, Yiyi first sought out the horoom teacher, explained the situation, and the teacher felt very sympathetic towards her. Although it was a pity that such a good student had to leave, she also felt that it was fortunate for Yiyi that she didn’t have to give up schooling. Who knows how worried she had been these days that Yiyi would just drop out. But thankfully, such a good scholar would continue with education—what a relief!
With the horoom teacher’s help, she was able to complete her school registration within an hour. Holding her school record, she thanked the teachers repeatedly.
As for her classmates, since she wasn’t well-acquainted with them, she declined the horoom teacher’s suggestion to say goodbye under the pretext of not wanting to disrupt everyone’s studies.
After leaving the school, she rode directly to the county. The security uncles had naturally heard the news and ca out to congratulate her; she thanked them profusely.
After all, it was a governnt building with good security, so that was why her teachers had suggested she live there.
The storage room had already been cleaned up for her, a total of about ten square ters with a large window that provided excellent natural light.
The work-related materials were all piled up on the left side. On the right, they had placed a tal bunk bed, a desk, and a chair for her.
To give her so personal space, they had conveniently used a shelving unit to block off a few square ters of her own little area, leaving more than half the window for her. Truly, with a little tidying up, it would be much better than living in a dormitory.
The warehouse manager auntie told her, "We were in a rush, so this is all we could do for now. If you’re missing anything, just let us know. What’s still needed here is a curtain, but you can temporarily use a bedsheet strung up."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie, it’s no problem. I’ll sort it out in ti. It was quite a hassle for you today. I had wanted to co and help too,"
"What help do you need? Just focus on your studies. Is your school registration all settled?"
"It’s all been taken care of. Tomorrow is the weekend, so I’ll go to school on Monday to handle the enrollnt procedures."
"That’s good too. Okay, then, you better start tidying up. If you need any help, just let us know."
After the auntie left, Yiyi began wiping down the table, cleaning the windows, and arranging the bedding. Since she didn’t have a wardrobe, she organized the upper bunk for so of her clothes and miscellaneous items. The bottom bunk was her little bed. It took her all afternoon to tidy up her small room.
The materials stored in the room were old and infrequently used, so the auntie provided her with a new lock. She kept one key for herself in case she needed to look up information at any ti, and gave the rest to Yiyi, with instructions to rember to lock the door when she went in and out. She also thoughtfully installed a bolt on her door, reminding her to secure it before going to sleep at night.
Yiyi was very touched, as she recognized that safety was, indeed, an important consideration for girls—it was always right to be cautious.
After tidying the room, she went to buy so flawed cloth being sold cheaply and curtain tracks like those used in hospitals. With the help of the uncles, she installed them. Counting the costs, she hadn’t spent fifty yuan. Thus, she had curtains for the large window, and for her makeshift curtain around the bed. Her privacy was ensured, which was great.
By five o’clock in the afternoon, after the uncles and aunts had finished work, she began cleaning each room. There was a sliding gate-like door lock in their hallway, which used to be locked when work was over. Now that Yiyi was there, the responsibility for locking the door was given to her.
Besides this door, there was another main door lock downstairs in the office building, which was also usually locked. However, after hearing about Yiyi, the person in charge gave her a key. This way, even if Yiyi lived in the office building, the safety was very strong.
Governnt agencies always had soone on duty on weekends, operating on a rotating system. Since Yiyi’s arrival, she took on this responsibility, voluntarily taking the duty on weekends. Because she rarely went out on weekends, she was essentially taking phone calls at the office, doing what was terd "on duty", while many people who ca in would stay for only about two hours in the morning or afternoon and then leave.
The canteen in the unit provided only lunch at noon; morning and evening als needed to be sorted out by oneself.
So, by seven o’clock on Monday morning, Yiyi had already gotten up, prepared herself, and was off to her new school on her bike.
Compared to the countryside’s middle school, the urban school was indeed more impressive and clean, and even the students’ attire was sowhat more fashionable.
Yiyi looked down at her own plain clothes and sighed silently in her heart, "I hope my classmates won’t look down on for being poor."
On her first day of transfer, not knowing her class, she went to the guidance office. The teacher there was a woman with a very stern look. After receiving Yiyi’s school record and notice, she nodded her head.
"So you’re Yiyi. The principal has already inford . Since you ca late and didn’t participate in the phase tests, you don’t have a ranking and can only go to Class 6 of the 9th grade. This is a slow-track class, and currently, you are ranked last in the grade. You will have to rely on your own abilities to decide which class to join next ti. We have a test every month; with each test, the classes are reassigned. Generally, the good students are in Classes 1 and 2, which consist of the top one hundred in the grade, and there isn’t much fluctuation, so the number of people who move is very small."
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