The Sickly General's Wife With A Spatial Ability Is Loved By All Chapter 816: A Student-Teacher Relationship

Chapter 816: A Student-Teacher Relations.h.i.+p

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation   Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Binglan first told the story of the Cow Herder and the Weaver Girl, “Legend has it that the weaver girl and fairies descended to the mortal world to play and bathe by the river.

“As the cow herder led his cows, he met the weaver girl. He took the weaver girl’s clothes by the river… Later, the cow herder and the weaver girl lived among the people.

“The girl weaved while the cow herder plowed. They even had a pair of children. Their faithful love touched the magpies, and the magpies built them a bridge…”

Su Binglan explained the script while telling the story. None of the villagers had ever heard of such a folk tale. She even brought along myths and legends. Her actors and producers were mesmerized yet astounded.

Everyone was silent, and only Su Binglan’s voice sounded. Some even began to cry when they heard the last part. “l never knew of such a legend.” “Yeah, me neither.’

“This story is so touching.”

Yang Xiaoxun seemed to have thought of something and had tears rolling down her cheek. She wiped them with a handkerchief and sighed. She listened attentively as Su Binglan explained the story. Yang Xiaoxun wanted to listen so that she could do well in performing it.

Su Binglan helplessly said, “Don’t cry. It’s just a story, after all.”

Lin Yuechan wiped her tears. “But it was so touching.”

“l agree.”

“So, the animals in the story were psychic. The imperial court doesn’t allow the killing of cows because they can talk.”

“It’s just a legend, guys,” Su Binglan said helplessly. Even so, she had added many mythical creatures to the story. “You’ll be even more emotional after you hear Perfect Match.’

She felt the villagers liked dramas and folk tales. Hence, her plays would be famous. Even the crew softened after hearing her explanation. After all, most people were kind and soft-hearted.

“The seventh fairy was heaven’s youngest daughter. She is kind and lively… She once saw a poor young man, Dong Yong, in the human world. He was hardworking, kind, and honest. The fairy felt profound sympathy for him…

“She secretly descended to the mortal world to be with Dong Yong. Later, she chooses to forsake her immortality to live happily with him.”

The crew was in suspense when they heard this story. They were deeply affected when they heard that the seventh fairy had become a mortal to be with Dong Yong.

They sighed in relief when they heard the couple had lived happily ever after. The story had touched them, and they knew that it would touch everyone else when they performed it on stage.

The crew was shocked for a while, even after Su Binglan finished explaining the story. She remembered there was no television or internet in this era, not to mention there were also very few books.

Commoners could almost never watch plays like Su Binglan’s, either. Such things were novel to commoners. She noticed the actresses’ expressions and said, “The people in my stories are courageous, so you have to be, too.”

The crew understood her meaning, especially Yang Xiaoxun. She nodded thoughtfully and decided not to take her life for granted. She would not even dare to imagine where she would be if not for Su Binglan.

Perhaps she would still have the burn mark on her face and not dare to leave the house, making her grandmother worry. However, her life had changed drastically.

Old Madam Yang was all smiles as she earned a decent living. Meanwhile, Yang Xiaoxun felt fulfilled by acting and doing what she loved. She had even garnered fans across the village.

The children even thought she was her character in the drama. Yang Xiaoxun felt it was very novel. She felt as if she had been reborn and was living a new life. Her past now seemed unfamiliar to her.

Su Binglan busied herself with the crew for two days and even hired employees to work at the Grand Theater. The employees were responsible for setting the schedules, selling tickets, arranging the seats, and so on.

Afterward, Su Binglan prepared to bring Su Wenxiu and Doctor Yang to Yang County.

Su Wenxiu taught his students as usual, and he was earnest in his lessons. If his students had questions, he would answer them thoughtfully.

When the bell rang, he placed the chalk in the box and said, “Feel free to visit my office if you have any more questions.”

Su Wenxiu had his own office, where he would prepare for his cla.s.ses. As he approached his office with books in hand, he heard someone call him, “Professor Wenxiu.’

Previously, the students called him master, but he told them to call him Professor Wenxiu instead. It was something he had learned from his sister. When he heard the voice, he immediately knew it was Zi Die.

She was only thirteen years old but was lively, cheerful, and helpful. She and her parents had once pa.s.sed by this place. Her mother had heart issues at the time, and Su Wenxiu saved her.

Zi Die wanted to stay and study, so he agreed. Moreover, she excelled in medicinal herbs. Su Wenxiu did not treat her like a little girl and thought highly of her.

He turned and looked at her, asking, “Is everything okay, Zi Die?”

Su Wenxiu had a scholarly demeanor. Perhaps it had something to do with him being a doctor and studying medicinal herbs. Zi Die felt he was handsome and gentle.

She walked up to him and said earnestly, “1 like you, Professor Wenxiu.”

‘Wh-what?!’ Su Wenxiu was flabbergasted. He felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. He even staggered and almost lost his balance.

“Zi Die, l…” He was at a loss for words.

Zi Die nervously asked, “Did you hear what I said, Professor Wenxiu? I said I like you. Do you like me?”

She looked at him with antic.i.p.ation, and his heart felt like it was about to burst out of his chest. “B-But you’re still a child.”

Ultimately, Su Wenxiu treated Zi Die like a little girl. She pouted, saying, “No,

I’m not. I’m about to reach adulthood, so I can get married at fifteen.”

Su Wenxiu usually spoke confidently during his lectures. However, his mind went blank when he heard Zi Die’s words.

“Do you not think I’m pretty, Professor Wenxiu?” Zi Die looked pitiful.

“I-I didn’t say that. I just…” Su Wenxiu did not want to upset her, but he did not know what to say..