" Murphy, as your teacher, I've reminded you many times!"
School.
Miss Hanley was looking at the child in front of her with a stern face.
Although Murphy kept her head down and didn't say anything, she always gave Murphy the feeling that "this child wasn't reflecting on his actions, but rather rebelling against her."
simply...
She's just like her traitorous father!
"Alright, since you refuse to explain, then we'll call Mr. Donald over."
Miss Hanley left those words coldly and then departed the office.
It seems they contacted the parents through some means.
Although there were no civilian telephones or other convenient means of communication in this era, it was still possible to ask a neighboring student in the class to pass on a message on their way home from school.
Two hours passed quickly.
The sun was almost setting.
Murphy's grandfather, Donald, rushed into the school, exhausted and with mud still clinging to his shoes.
After entering the office, he glanced at Murphy without saying a word, but instead of reprimanding him, he looked directly at his teacher, Hanley.
"What's wrong with Murphy?" Xxs-2
"Mr. Donald, we actually discussed this with Mr. Cooper before, but he was probably busy with other things and didn't pay attention, so I have to emphasize it to you again here."
"Don't let Murphy read outdated books; they contain a lot of inappropriate information and rumors."
"Also, do you have a radio at home?"
Donald frowned, ignoring Miss Hanley's veiled allusions to Cooper's treason, and instead answered her question first:
Yes, there are.
Murphy's modified radio...
Every day he would see the child sitting in the chair, staring intently at the radio, as if it were meant to be watched, not listened to.
But he really didn't expect that listening to this kind of thing would get him called to the parents' office...
"That's good. From now on, don't let her hear those messages anymore. That's not information she should know... Oh, and by the way, you should stop using the radio."
"If you don't know how to properly destroy it, you can do so next time Murphy comes to school."
"Bring it to me; the school has professionals who are responsible for destroying this thing."
Donald opened his mouth several times as he heard this, hesitating to speak, but finally couldn't help asking:
Why can't we use the radio anymore?
Miss Hanley calmly replied, "That's the rule."
Perhaps feeling that this was too abrupt, she added: m.
" Murphy not only reads old books, but also listens to inappropriate broadcasts, which has led her to spread harmful information at school, despite repeated warnings..."
Hearing this, Donald couldn't help but give his troublesome granddaughter a light glare.
As if seeing this, Murphy, who had been looking down, raised her head to meet Donald's gaze and said softly, "I was just talking about some things happening far away."
" Steve, Tony, Peter... those who are listening to me aren't unaware of those things; they already knew from the very first broadcast!"
Miss Hanley's lips twitched slightly. "Very well, it seems I still need to have in-depth discussions with those three students you mentioned, as well as other potential accomplices."
Donald rubbed his forehead, looking helplessly at his granddaughter, who, though intelligent, was severely lacking in emotional intelligence.
I haven't even gotten any information from you yet, and you've already given away the list. You can't betray your teammates like that!
Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Murphy immediately chose to keep quiet.
Miss Hanley glanced at the sky outside, having no interest in arguing with this misguided little girl, and instead said to Donald:
"I think Murphy might need a longer break so you can more easily correct her thinking... It's unbelievable, her brother is so outstanding..."
An excellent farmer?
This idea suddenly popped into Donald's mind.
Although in the eyes of people of this era, farmers, especially those like them who are farmers in name but farm owners in reality, couldn't be happier.
Moreover, Tom truly loves farming, and besides being hardworking, he also has enough talent to take good care of the corn in the field.
However, in his son-in-law Cooper's view, this was never a good job; it was merely a reluctant choice to make a living.
Even he
The old man, too, was unknowingly deeply affected...
But Donald immediately realized that now was not the time to dwell on that.
What did Miss Hanley mean just now?
Should Murphy take another leave of absence?
"Yes!" "Good, you saw the surprise in Donald's eyes," Miss Hanley added, " Murphy must sever ties with the school before his associates are purged."
Donald tried to persuade Miss Hanley to retract her decision by appealing to her right to education as a minor, but she wouldn't listen.
The law, even the criminal law, seems outdated now.
Nobody cares at all.
Although she couldn't persuade Miss Hanley to change her mind, she did agree to let Murphy return to school next semester.
After receiving this result, Donald could only contentedly lead Murphy out of the office.
In the hallway outside.
Donald rubbed his lower back, feeling increasingly strained.
Fortunately, he no longer needs to worry about his eldest grandson Tom.
But my little granddaughter is getting more and more mischievous, and she seems to be taking on both of their share of the fun.
Murphy wasn't this disruptive before Cooper left...
"Don't do that again next semester, Murphy."
Anyone who hangs out with the granddaughter is labeled an "accomplice" by the teacher, which shows how taboo this kind of thing is nowadays.
"But—I really was just saying what's happening right now!"
Murphy is very persistent, just like when she insisted that there was Ghost in her room. She never changes her mind about what she believes to be true and always insists on expressing her views forcefully.
"They're acting as executioners!"
"They are the ones who are perpetrating this massacre!"
"Last time they killed 380,000 starving people in one go, and then called them rioters!"
This is the truth!
Murphy spoke so loudly that his voice could be heard throughout the office.
Miss Hanley poked her head out of the door almost immediately after she finished speaking.
Donald was so frightened that he quickly picked up his granddaughter and ran out of the school like a weasel stealing a chicken.
Back in the car, the old man finally caught his breath.
" Murphy, what you just said was very good, but don't say it again next time."