After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Chapter 1871 Be more clean in your dealings, don't cause me trouble.

"We've caught him." The man asked respectfully, "What should we do with him?"

Zhang Ran slightly curled her lips: "I'll leave it to you to handle. Make it look like an accidental death. Keep it clean and don't cause me any trouble. Otherwise, if the police find out, whoever does it will go to jail." She didn't ask who the thief was, nor did she want to know. Breaking into a girl's room in the dead of night with malicious intent—he deserved to die.

"Yes." The man saw Zhang Ran turn to leave, then suddenly said, "We discovered that someone was watching you from the shadows, but we couldn't catch her."

Zhang Ran thought they were talking about a master stalker who had been following and monitoring him in the capital, so he walked into the house without stopping.

The next morning, Fu Qin washed her face with cold water despite having dark circles under her eyes. The cold water instantly refreshed her and made her feel energetic.

There was a makeshift earthen stove at the corner connecting the school and the dormitory. Zhang Ran put her newly bought pot on it, picked up a pile of firewood nearby, and cooked half a pot of meat porridge.

Fu Qin had a poor appetite and only ate one bowl; the rest went into Zhang Ran's stomach.

Zhang Ran cooked the meal, and Fu Qin was in charge of washing the dishes. Just as they finished cleaning up, the principal and Teacher Jiang arrived.

The principal asked with a broad smile, "How did you sleep last night? Not bad, right?"

Fu Qin glanced at Zhang Ran subconsciously but didn't say anything.

Zhang Ran said with a smile, "The wooden bed is too hard. I don't know where we can buy cotton wadding. We'd like to buy another mattress for us to use underneath."

"That's easy. I'll take you to buy cotton after the children register. The village chief has some extra cotton." The principal, unaware that the two had slept together the night before, immediately gave his assurance and got down to business: "What grades are you and Teacher Fu planning to teach?"

Fu Qin didn't want to teach first grade because the children were too naughty and couldn't sit still at all when they first started school, so she offered, "Could I teach third grade?"

The principal nodded in agreement: "Of course, but you will be responsible for all the courses."

Fu Qin: "..." She looked at the four people present and easily understood what the principal meant, so she nodded in agreement. After all, there were only two subjects in elementary school: Chinese and math.

After Fu Qin agreed, the principal looked at Zhang Ran with satisfaction and asked, "What grade will you be teaching?"

"I'm fine with anything, any grade is okay," Zhang Ran said indifferently.

“Then you will teach fifth grade.” After saying that, the principal looked at Teacher Jiang and said, “I’ll trouble you to continue with fourth grade, and I will teach first and second grade.”

After everything was arranged, the principal told everyone to head outside.

A cart was parked outside the school gate, loaded with the latest books for grades one through five. Zhang Ran and her classmates were directed to carry them all into the first-grade classroom.

Right after the move was completed, parents brought their children to register.

The principal is responsible for registration.

Teacher Jiang was in charge of collecting the money.

Zhang Ran was responsible for distributing the books for the corresponding grade level to the children.

Fu Qin stood by and watched.

Every parent who brought their child to register was very enthusiastic towards the new teachers, asking them a few questions such as their surname and which grade they taught. If the teacher was in their child's grade, they would say a few more kind words and have their child greet the teacher.

The morning passed quickly, and registration was over.

After the last parent left with their child, Zhang Ran suddenly asked the principal, "Almost all those who came to register were boys; I didn't see many girls. Do girls in your village not need to go to school?"

The principal was somewhat embarrassed and explained in a low voice, "As you can see, the village is poor. Many families can't afford to send their children to school; they can only afford to send the boys." He spoke softer and softer, becoming increasingly guilty.

Zhang Ran said sarcastically, "They are indeed poor, so poor that they can only afford to send boys to school, not girls. Have you ever counted how many girls in the village should be in school?"