Chapter 37: There is Room For the Poor Daughter
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Chapter 37: The Sack Trick
Teacher Qin's expression was dark as she returned to the Deyi classroom, glancing at the classroom while passing by. She looked at Daohua, sitting at the back, with a cold, sharp gaze. Remembering Madam Li's attitude earlier, Teacher Qin had to swallow her anger and quickly retreated to her room.
As soon as Teacher Qin left, Daohua, who had been focused on grinding ink, lifted her head and looked out the window.
Watching Teacher Qin hurry away, Daohua's eyes flickered.
There’s a saying, isn’t there? That a good rapport between people depends on the right chemistry.
Clearly, there was no chemistry between her and Teacher Qin. From the first time Daohua saw her, she thought Teacher Qin looked too stern, too rigid, and not a good match with her own energy.
And sure enough, it didn’t take long before she became the target.
She wondered what her mother had said to Teacher Qin. Based on the ugly expression she had just seen on the teacher’s face, even if she was no longer singled out in the future, it was clear she wouldn’t be given any favorable treatment.
What should she do?
It’s hard to maintain a good mood when you're facing a teacher who doesn’t like you and is always looking for ways to make trouble.
Moreover, Daohua didn’t like Teacher Qin's teaching method—so strict and oppressive. It was so different from the kind of lively and enjoyable classroom atmosphere she preferred.
How could she change teachers?
She needed to think about it carefully.
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In the classroom, the three girls from outside the family—Xu Keke, Zhu Xiuyun, and Fan Siran—quietly glanced at Daohua, who seemed unaffected, then turned to whisper to Yan Yishuang, Yan Yihuan, and Yan Yile.
"Your eldest sister is amazing. She argued with the teacher and didn’t even get punished."
Yan Yishuang's face darkened, muttering, "What’s so amazing about it? She even dares to talk back to my father."
"Ah!"
Xu Keke and the others were shocked.
Zhu Xiuyun, looking disbelieving, said, "She’s really that bold? If I saw my father, I wouldn’t dare to speak a word, let alone argue."
Yan Yishuang glanced at her with a hint of arrogance. "That’s because my father has a good temper. He’s not like your father. As a teaching official, he always talks about rules and etiquette. I’m even a little scared of him."
Xu Keke pouted, clearly unhappy. "Your father has a good temper? You haven’t seen him scold people. Yesterday, my father got scolded by yours!"
Yan Yishuang frowned. "That must be because your father deserved it. My father never scolds for no reason. Besides, my father is the county magistrate, and yours is only the deputy magistrate. If my father scolds your father, isn’t it normal?"
Hearing this, Xu Keke got upset and turned her head away. "I’m not talking to you anymore."
Yan Yishuang also turned her head away. "Fine, who cares?"
Seeing them arguing, Zhu Xiuyun became anxious. "We were talking about your eldest sister! Why are you two arguing?"
She then turned to Yan Yile. "Yile, tell us about your eldest sister."
Yan Yile was about to say something but was shot a glare by Yan Yihuan. She quickly said, "I still haven’t finished my homework, so I’ll talk later."
Zhu Xiuyun turned to Yan Yihuan and Fan Siran, but both were focused on copying characters and ignored her.
Sighing, she pressed down her curiosity.
At this point, Teacher Qin returned, holding a book in her hands.
"Greetings, Teacher!"
Daohua, along with the others, stood up and greeted her properly.
Teacher Qin glanced at Daohua, nodded, and signaled for everyone to sit down before starting the lesson.
The class continued as usual, but from this day on, Teacher Qin no longer asked Daohua any questions.
No questions meant no corrections.
Wasn’t she supposed to be targeting the eldest daughter of the Yan family? Now she was ignoring Daohua altogether. This meant that, at least for now, she couldn’t find fault with her, right?
Yan Yishuang and the others noticed that Teacher Qin no longer focused on Daohua and felt a little disappointed. However, since they were still young and had short memories, they quickly forgot about it.
The classroom seemed to return to its usual peace.
However, both Teacher Qin and Daohua knew that things hadn’t really calmed down.
Teacher Qin had completely ignored Daohua. By not questioning her and not correcting her, she was essentially letting Daohua fend for herself. How much she learned now depended entirely on Daohua herself.
As for Daohua, she didn’t care much about Teacher Qin’s approach.
With her adult soul, the ancient textbooks in the women's academy were something she could easily study on her own. Sitting in class now was just to ease her family’s concerns and to comply with the rules of ancient life.
She didn’t want to be the person who broke the rules or stood out too much. At the same time, she didn’t want to fully conform to ancient norms. Things she didn’t like or agree with—she simply let them pass, understanding but not accepting.
Teacher Qin’s lessons were generally divided into reading and writing in the morning, and embroidery and other needlework in the afternoon.
As for the needlework... Daohua found it a real headache.
Before she began learning, Daohua really didn’t think it would be such a big deal.
She was an adult after all—surely she could manage stitching a few flowers, right?
But as she stared at the dozens of brightly colored threads in front of her, she felt dizzy.
What was worse was that the embroidery needle kept pricking her fingers.
In just a short time, all ten of her fingers had been pricked multiple times.
"Miss, why don't we stop for now?" Wang Man'er said with sympathy as she looked at Daohua, who had just pricked herself again.
Because Daohua’s skin was fair, the needle marks were very visible. Seeing her fingers covered with tiny red dots, Wang Man'er almost wished she could do the embroidery for her.
Unfortunately, her hands weren’t any more dexterous than Daohua's.
Having followed her father around as a bodyguard, Wang Man'er had spent most of her time training in martial arts. As a result, she had become somewhat clumsy when it came to delicate tasks like this. Just the thought of fine needlework made her dizzy.
Daohua didn’t lift her head, continuing to focus on her embroidery. "No, I have to finish this purse today. If I don’t, who knows how Teacher Qin will punish me tomorrow?"
Teacher Qin had stopped giving her direct attention, but if she made any mistake, she would inevitably face some form of punishment.
She couldn't argue, as Teacher Qin had a valid reason for punishing her. But she had no way to dispute it, so she had no choice but to endure.
Wang Man'er looked troubled. "Miss, you don’t have a foundation in embroidery, and Teacher Qin is too focused on the other girls. She never took the time to explain the techniques to you, so how will your skills improve?"
Daohua smiled lightly. "Every experience is useful. I’ll just treat this as practice."
She knew that both old madam Yan and Madam Li understood her situation. She was confident that if things continued like this, she wouldn’t have to do anything, and Teacher Qin would still fail to win her favor.
Although she could create a scene, she didn’t want to give the impression that she couldn’t handle hardship.
The county office was not like the Yan family village. Even though she had the protection of Old Madam Yan and Madam Li, in this society where reputation was everything, she didn’t want to risk having a bad name spread about her.
Furthermore, while she wasn’t particularly good at embroidery, she didn’t mind it. Embroidering a purse or handkerchief was a simple way to pass the time in this entertainment-deprived ancient world, and it could actually be quite fun.
For now, she would just stick with it.
Wang Man'er tentatively suggested, "Miss, should we talk to Madam about it?"
Daohua shook her head. "Teacher Qin was sent by my father to teach. Without his permission, my mother can’t just dismiss her."
Daohua had already caused some trouble in the past, and she knew it wouldn’t be good to keep making a fuss. After all, she didn’t want to be disliked.
Wang Man'er frowned. "Are we just going to let her bully you like this? What if I sneak up and beat her up for you?"
Daohua was so startled that she looked up, her face full of disbelief as she stared at Wang Man'er, who seemed serious.
Wang Man'er thought Daohua doubted her abilities and hurriedly explained, "Miss, I’m quite capable. I used to fight with people from the escorts. If they offended me, I would just trap them in a sack, and no one would ever know. If Teacher Qin gets hurt, you’ll have a few peaceful days."
Daohua swallowed nervously. "Man'er, we really don’t need to resort to violence, do we? Teacher Qin may not be likable, but it’s not like we need to hurt her, right?"
Wang Man'er disagreed. "Miss, you’re too kind."
Daohua forced a smile. "I’m not kind, I just think trapping someone in a sack isn’t the right way. We need to use reason to deal with people."
What she didn’t say was that this was the county office. Did they really think her father’s guards were useless?
Wang Man'er frowned. "If you can act, why waste time talking? Talking is too much trouble."
Daohua laughed lightly and looked Wang Man'er up and down.
She hadn’t expected the girl to have such a fiery temper, always ready to trap people in sacks. This was the kind of personality Daohua liked!
(End of chapter)
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