Chapter 72 Su Jiao’s Amulet

Chapter 72 Su Jiao's Amulet

"Child, why did you buy more things? If you keep this up, I'll get upset."

Seeing Su An place the bag on the cabinet, Ms. Wei quickly put down her keys and poured a glass of water for Su An.

Su An smiled, "Teacher, it was on the way. I just saw them being sold, and they looked fresh, so I bought some. It's nothing expensive."

"I never stand on ceremony with you, teacher, so please don't be so formal."

"I remember once when I was getting tutored at your house, you even took me out to a banquet."

Hearing Su An mention this, Ms. Wei laughed heartily.

It was her nephew's wedding, and she had to attend the banquet. Coincidentally, Su An came over to ask some questions, so she took Su An along to the banquet.

The little girl was so frightened by the scene that she stayed close behind her, not daring to look up.

"About what you mentioned last time, I've had someone look into it."

Su An's smile faded, "Teacher?"

Ms. Wei sighed. Su An had applied to A City's No. 1 High School, considered the best in A City, but...

"An An, I've had someone inquire. Currently, there are three 'Su An's studying at the school: one is a boy, and two are girls. The 'Su An' from your batch is using your records."

"Moreover, this 'Su An' privately asks everyone to call her Su Jiao, claiming that Su Jiao is the name she has always used, and Su An was a mistake made during household registration, vowing to change it back to Su Jiao in the future."

"So, 'Su An' actually has two names at school. Teachers call her Su An in class, but everyone privately calls her Su Jiao."

As Su An listened to Ms. Wei, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

She didn't know how it was elsewhere, but in A City, from elementary to junior high, she had never needed her household registration book to enroll. She just paid the fees at the school, received her books, and registered her name with the teacher.

If high school is the same as junior high, it would indeed be very easy to manipulate.

Taking over her name, and then switching back to her own name during the college entrance exams, Su Jiao could directly use her own name to attend university.

There's no need to risk using someone else's name to study or even work, as seen in later newspaper reports about university admissions fraud.

At this time, without the internet and with underdeveloped information systems, everything relied on handwritten records, including admission notices. Finding a file required sifting through mountains of archives, and the regulations were not as strict as in later years.

So, it's not uncommon for study spots to be usurped at this time, and many people might never find out in their lifetime.

"Teacher, what about me? Can I still go back?"

What Su An was most worried about was whether she could switch back with Su Jiao.

Ms. Wei looked very concerned, "Switching back would indeed be quite troublesome."

Su An was startled, "How so? I did pass the exam, didn't I?"

"Only my admission notice was intercepted and usurped. Since it's not yet time for the college entrance exams, I still have a chance to take them myself."

Ms. Wei shook her head, "It's not as simple as you think. This involves many issues. First, the school exposing such a matter would be a scandal, so they certainly wouldn't want it to escalate. Moreover, if you still want to return to school, it's not advisable to make things tense. Second, your records and name are currently being used by Su Jiao. For you to go up, she would have to come down, and this involves other complications..."

Seeing Ms. Wei hesitate, Su An also became suspicious.

"Teacher, I've already had a falling out with my family. Whether I can return to school or not, I will definitely report Su Jiao. She conspired with my stepmother to steal my life. Even if I never get the chance to return, I can't let her sit in class under my name..."

Su An's tone was very firm.

Ms. Wei gritted her teeth, as if she had made a decision, "You shouldn’t get involved in this matter; let me handle it. If your family finds out, they’ll definitely make things difficult for you. I have contacts at the first high school, so I’ll check things out first."

Su An couldn’t help but ask again, "Teacher, what exactly is going on here? How can a thief who stole someone else’s chance to study still get protection from the school?"

Ms. Wei was silent for a moment, then told Su An the truth, "I heard from my friend that recently, a generous donor plans to donate thousands of books to the first high school, and Su Jiao seems to have caught their eye..."

"You know, your problem is just a personal issue, but donating books is not only beneficial for all the teachers and students, but also for every future student!"

"Right now, even if you report Su Jiao, the school won’t make it public. Instead, if the book donation is jeopardized because of this, it might even cause dissatisfaction from the school!"

"So, we need to take it slow, wait until after the book donation, and then make our move."

"Now, this period can be considered Su Jiao’s safe period, but it’s also advantageous for us. The school is afraid we’ll make a scene, afraid it’ll affect the book donation, so it’s not difficult for us to return to school."

"By the way, you mentioned looking for textbooks earlier—have you found them? Do you need my help?"

"Teacher suggests you spend this time reviewing the lessons from the past semesters at home."

.......

Coming out of Ms. Wei’s house, Su An felt extremely depressed.

Su Jiao actually had such good luck, finding herself a protective talisman at this critical moment.

She was really seething with anger and had no way to let it out!

From what the teacher said, the final outcome might be that both she and Su Jiao could study at the school?

What kind of crap is that? If that’s the result, she’d immediately report to the education bureau, and if necessary, study on her own for the adult college entrance exams.

She’d rather break a leg than let Su Jiao off the hook.

Just as she returned to the Zhao family, before she could enter the door, a cup was thrown at her feet.

Before Su An could react, a shrill voice rang out from the living room.

"I tell you, Xiao Jiliang, you can’t treat people like this. My husband and son, instead of going to work, went to back you up, and Jia Bao’s hand got injured? You just ignore it, not even a word?"

"Wasn’t it agreed to pay twenty yuan per person? Where’s the money? And the injured is your own nephew—shouldn’t you pay for the medical and nutritional expenses? With your attitude, do you expect there to be a next time?"

"I tell you, if you keep treating people like this, don’t come crying home when you get bullied to death. Jia Bao’s skin on the back of his hand was scraped off, and your brother—he has several bloody marks on his face. How’s he supposed to go out these days?"

"A grown man, going out with that face, isn’t that just a joke to others? Shouldn’t he take a few days off at home? What about the lost wages?"

Su An looked excitedly toward the living room—she really knew this person.

The wife of the Xiao family, her combat power was overwhelming compared to Xiao Jiliang.

She quickly pulled out a handful of red melon seeds from her pocket, grabbed a small stool, and sat by the door, craning her neck to catch the show...