Chapter 1628 - 1069: Heroine of the Republic 43 (6000+)_2

Chapter 1628: Chapter 1069: Heroine of the Republic 43 (6000+)_2

Both members of the liberation army were dressed in military green uniforms. Although it was dark, you could vaguely make out their tall posture and upright appearance, exuding a sense of righteousness.

An Yi hurriedly invited them into her home, but they just carried someone through the door. Upon seeing that there wasn’t even a man in the house, they promptly excused themselves.

They left in such a hurry that they didn’t even leave their names.

Anna got hit on the leg with a handlebar, causing a large bruise on her calf, and her elbow hit a rock, scraping her skin and causing it to bleed — but it wasn’t too serious.

"I dislocated it, but the liberation army put it back in place, and I’m okay now. It’s just my arm and leg that got scraped by rocks. We’re fine, sis, don’t worry."

"Alright, tomorrow I’ll talk to the school about you skipping evening study sessions. It’s too dangerous, how could you run into hooligans out of the blue?"

"There were three soldiers in total; another one was taking two hooligans to the Police Station to report the incident, while the other two escorted us home. Sis, you also have to look after the kids at night, it’s too exhausting to bring us along all the time and teach every day. That’s too tiring. Don’t worry, we were just too tense at the time. We got startled, but had it come to it, we might not have been at a disadvantage. Those self-defense skills you taught us didn’t even get used, and we were saved already!"

Even so, An Yi still felt uneasy. Nothing happened this time, but what if something did? Their identities are sensitive, and there’s no telling what unpleasant things might be said about them, so An Yi would rather tire herself out a bit, keeping them under her watch, rather than let them stay at school.

The electric lights at home came from Japan and were brighter than domestic ones. The county already had electricity, and they could afford the household electricity bill, so studying at home in the evening posed no difficulty.

She was already teaching Calligraphy Class at the middle school, the teachers all knew her, and when she spoke to Anna’s head teacher, they couldn’t really say anything — after all, they’re both adults, and their self-learning ability is much stronger than that of the kids. As the two oldest students in the class, studying at this age is something they greatly cherish, so missing evening study sessions isn’t really that crucial.

With this arrangement, the two of them could go home directly after school around five or six in the afternoon.

Although both of them felt there was nothing to worry about, their sister was concerned, so they obediently went home. After all, it was quite difficult for their family to stick together.

Now the breakfast at home is made by the two sisters because they had to be at school by five in the morning. From five thirty, they would start running exercises, from six to seven was the morning self-study, seven to eight was the time for cleaning and breakfast. Day students had to go home, the schedule was very tight.

An Yi had to get up; the two would let her coax the children, since An Yi was with them every day. As soon as she got up, her familiar scent disappeared, causing the two children to cry and wake up. To let the children sleep a little longer, the sisters would rather get up early — An Yi had no choice but to let them do as they please.

Her middle school Calligraphy Class, though ostensibly about calligraphy, was closely related to Chinese as well, so scheduling it for the morning wasn’t unreasonable. Because she had some free time, the school arranged two lessons for her; after finishing them, she’d run over to the high school to teach history during the extended break. It was a bit tight, but okay. Afternoon time was freed up, giving her more time to manage teaching tasks at the village school.

Her Calligraphy Class had evolved beyond calligraphy; it traced the transition and development of characters over thousands of years, encompassing classical studies and history. The class was very interesting, covering a wide range and wasn’t dry or tedious. Although there wasn’t much homework, the requirements were high, and good work was rewarded. Each grade in the school only had one major lesson a week (two lessons combined into one in the auditorium), so everyone cherished it greatly.

An Yi’s class received such high praise, sparking curiosity among the school teachers that many would come to listen whenever she taught. This experiment-like class atmosphere made students take it more seriously.

Anyone who attended An Yi’s class invariably showed admiration because Teacher An appeared unassuming yet was really like a treasure trove; her knowledge reserves were immensely strong. It seemed there was nothing she couldn’t do. No wonder students said she knew everything from astronomy above to geography below, using the culture of characters to tell so many historical stories. It was truly remarkable.