I was reborn after my cousin stole my life.

Chapter 228: Stupid from Reading

Yuan Xiu noticed a problem: the people in the poetry club didn't seem to be very bright.

She had already refused twice, clearly stating that she had no interest in joining the poetry club and that she didn't understand their "new style of poetry." Whether it was because she couldn't hear properly or because her refusal made them lose face, they all insisted that she join the poetry club to experience it. First it was Ding Xuewen, then Wei Dong, and this time it was Wu Xue.

She has been invited by the poetry society three times.

"Wu Xue, I really have no interest in joining the poetry club, and I don't understand your poetry. You should find someone else. I think there are quite a few people who would like to join the poetry club."

"Yuan Xiu, just because you don't understand now doesn't mean you won't understand in the future. You can learn if you don't understand, and I can teach you." Wu Xue stood in front of Yuan Xiu with her books in hand, extending a sincere invitation.

"I don't have time."

"I understand." Wu Xue sighed. "I know your difficulties, Yuan Xiu. That's why I invited you to join the poetry club."

You understand, but I don't!

Yuan Xiu was speechless at her words. Did she know about her difficulties?

Knowing her difficulties, why invite her to join the poetry club?

Also, what difficulties does she have?

There must be quite a few people like her in the whole school who are married and have children.

Is it because she has young children at home that she is having difficulty?

That doesn't make sense.

"Yuan Xiu, as a college student, you must know how to fight back! You must bravely say no to an unfair fate!"

"Huh?" Yuan Xiu was surprised. How did the conversation turn to fighting against fate again?

Whom does she want to fight against?

"I know you may not be able to change your mindset right away, but that's okay. Once you join our poetry club, you'll understand what our generation of young people should really be pursuing."

Yuan Xiu: "...Shouldn't what our generation of young people should pursue be 'serving the motherland' and 'studying for the rise of China'?"

"You're right, that's what we're pursuing, but that's not what I'm talking about. I'm referring to the pursuit and innovation of ideas."

"..." Does Wu Xue live by the sea?

"In terms of ideology, what we should seek are like-minded companions..."

Wu Xue's lips uttered a string of words.

Yuan Xiu finally understood.

Want to change her mind?

Do you think her thinking is outdated?

Yuan Xiu twitched the corner of her mouth, ignored Wu Xue, and turned to leave.

He muttered in his hometown dialect, "The sweet potato porridge price has gone up a lot."

……

As soon as get out of class ended, Yuan Xiu packed up her textbooks, waved goodbye to Liu Yazhi, and turned to leave the classroom.

Unfortunately, she ran into Wu Xue from Class 2 as soon as she came out. Yuan Xiu paused and took another flight of stairs. It wasn't that she was afraid of Wu Xue, but she didn't want Wu Xue's nonsensical words to waste her time.

Wu Xue saw her too, and seeing that Yuan Xiu was avoiding her, Wu Xue sighed helplessly.

Wei Dong came out of the classroom. "What's wrong? Why are you sighing, class monitor?"

Wu Xue gestured with her lip in the direction Yuan Xiu left. "Yuan Xiu's thinking has become rigid. I've said so much to her, but she hasn't listened to a word. Look at her, she rushes home as soon as get out of class is over. She doesn't have any time for herself. Her whole life is surrounded by men and children. She's really pitiful."

Poor Yuan Xiu saw Jiang Zhou standing by the roadside, smoking against a car, as soon as she stepped out of the school gate.

Her eyes lit up, a smile bloomed on her face, and she jogged over, pushing her bicycle. "What brings you here?"

"I came into town to take care of some business, and I just happened to be here to pick you up after class." Jiang Zhou threw his cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, took the bicycle from her hand, and hung it on the back of the bike. "Get on."

Yuan Xiu got into the passenger seat.

On the way back, Yuan Xiu chatted with him about the poetry club.

And we must also mention what Wu Xue said to her today.

The couple gave the same assessment: "Has reading too many books made you stupid?"

When the two arrived home, Aunt Zhao had just returned. The weather was nice and sunny today. In the afternoon, she took her two children and Xiao Xuanxuan, who was being cared for by Shen's mother, to play outside for the whole afternoon.

Even though the three children can't speak yet, they can play together all day long, babbling and cooing.

When it was time to go home, Xiao Qiaoqiao didn't want to go back. He pointed in the direction of Teacher Shen's house and wanted Aunt Zhao to take him there.

"Mommy and Daddy are coming back soon. Let's go back and wait for them to come back so we can have dinner together." Aunt Zhao was trying to comfort the child, but as soon as she finished speaking, she heard the door open.

"I was just talking about you two. Why are you up so early today, Xiao Yuan?"

Yuan Xiu hung her schoolbag on the entryway. "Jiang Zhou picked me up from school."

Four wheels are always faster than two wheels, and I got home twenty minutes faster than usual today.

Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "Alright, you two watch the children, I'll go cook."

"I'll do it," Yuan Xiu said. Aunt Zhao had been taking care of the children all day and was already tired. She had come back early today, so Aunt Zhao should get a rest.

"No need," Aunt Zhao stopped her. "I prepared all the dishes while they were taking their afternoon nap. We also have some steamed buns from last time. We can just stir-fry a couple of dishes and steam some buns, and we'll be done in no time. Your mother sent some preserved duck last time, and we haven't finished it yet. You're studying hard, so let's steam half a duck and take it to school tomorrow."

After saying that, Aunt Zhao happily went into the kitchen to cook.

Yuan Xiu went inside to take a look, and seeing that there was really no need for her, she came out again.

The two children's eyes followed her everywhere she went; even her father holding her didn't help.

Jiang Zhou was jealous: "Dad wasn't home all day either, why didn't you two look at me?"

Little Qiao Qiao glanced at him and opened her little hands to her mother who was walking over.

A thick mat was laid on the living room floor. Yuan Xiu put the two children on the mat, sat down herself, and played with them with a rattle drum.

The babies are over seven months old. As soon as you put them on the sofa or bed, they immediately roll over and crawl on their stomachs for you to see.

Fearing that the two restless little ones might fall, I laid out a mat in the living room for them to crawl and play on as they pleased.

Aunt Zhao came over with the complementary food she had prepared for the children. "Feed them some complementary food first, and then give them formula before bedtime."

Yuan Xiu and Jiang Zhou each took a small bowl containing rice porridge, with a little bit of crushed egg yolk sprinkled in it.

Yuan Xiu feeds her brother, and Jiang Zhou feeds his sister.

The little girl sat obediently in her father's lap. He fed her bite by bite, and when he didn't feed her, she would look at her mother.

My brother is impatient, and Yuan Xiu was afraid of burning him. Even the short time it took to blow the paste out of the bowl made him cry out in a panic.

"It's a little hot down there, Mom, blow on it."

The older brother pursed his lips and grabbed the bowl in a hurry.

Yuan Xiu raised her hand too high. "Wait a minute."

The older brother angrily retorted, "What?!"

Yuan Xiu was completely stunned: "What's your name?"