Chapter 104 Raspberries were known scientifically as Rubus idaeus, but Veronica referred to them by their common name lest Matthew didnât understand what she was referring to. âIs food all you have in mind?â
The two were each holding an umbrella. As Matthew stared at her, the raindrops that fell between them from the umbrellas looke d like a thin curtain of rain that lent a beautiful touch to everything.
âItâs not something to eat? Tsk, who knows what youâre giving me? I canât read your mind, after all,â Veronica said. She felt that M atthew was deliberately keeping her in suspense, but she nonetheless took what he handed to her, only to find that it was an exq uisitely made small box. She lowered her head to take a sniff at it, and it had a faint yet pleasant herbal scent, Matthew said, âThis is an ointment that I asked an old traditional medicine practitioner in the neighboring village to prepare. It spe eds up the healing of wounds and removes scars.â Women were relatively particular about their appearance and disliked having scars left on their bodies, so Matthew went to a traditional medicine practitioner to as k for the ointment.
âTsk, tsk, tsk.â Veronica clicked her tongue while opening the box. Seeing the creamy white ointment inside the box that was givi ng off a refreshing scent, she couldnât help but ridicule, âAre you trying to be nice to me? Iâll take it then.â She closed the little disc â
shaped box and put it into her pocket before looking up at him. âJust spill it. Whatâs the favor youâd like to ask of me?â Matthew c anât be so attentive as to give me an ointment for no apparent reason. Heâs definitely up to something.
Matthew was having a faint smile on his goodâ
looking face just a moment ago. The next instant, however, his expression turned somewhat chilly, and he gave off piercingly chil ly vibes, as though he was covered with frost from head to toe. After darting a sidelong glance at Veronica with chilly eyes, he we nt past her right away.
Veronica couldnât help feeling perplexed as she stood where she was while watching the man walk on in the mud. âThis is bafflin g. Why is he angry all of a sudden?â Is it because I didnât thank him? She hurriedly caught up to him as they headed for the school together.
It took the pair an hour to get to the school by foot due to the relatively long journey. The heavy rain pattered down as large raind rops splattered down onto the earth with a loud pattering sound, but the sound couldnât drown out the voices of the kids reading aloud in school. The kids were reading aloud, as though they were entirely oblivious to their surroundings with their minds focused on their studies.
The simple school building was made of mud bricks, whereas its roof was covered with uiles. As rainwater dripped from the eave s, a man in a blue raincoat climbed up the ladder onto the roof to fix the roof and prevent it from leaking.
âI also went to this kind of school when I was little.â Veronica stood in the rain. As she looked at the scene before her, she felt like she was being taken back to her childh ood.
Matthew, on the other hand, was born into a wealthy family. Even in childhood, he would never have experienced what it was like to have the roof leaking in his classroom all of a sudden while he was attending classes.
In order not to disturb the kids while they were in class, the pair merely glanced at them from a distance. Then, they went to the n ewly vacated library in the school.
As they had expected, the libraryâs roof was leaking badly. Some of the donated books were yet to be unpacked, whereas some were already unpacked, and there were a dozen books that had been drenched in rain. Veronica couldnât find anything to collect the rainwater, so she had no choice but to stand in front of the bookshelf with her umbrella to protect the books from the rain.
There were four classes in the school. The firstâgraders and the secondâ
graders were attending classes together, whereas there was a class for the thirdâgraders, the fourth graders, and the fifthâ
graders, respectively. However, there were only two teachers. In such a difficult environment, the two teachers gave a lot for the mere 40 to 50 students of the school. At the thought of this, Veronica was deeply touched.
After a long time, the rain finally stopped, and the sky cleared up. The man in the raincoat rearranged the tiles on the leaking roof . After everything was fine, he trotted up to Veronica and Matthew while panting for breath with an affable smile.
âSorry, I was fixing the roof just now because of the heavy rain.â
âItâs okay, Mr. Pearson. We came here to take a look because we had nothing else to do. Anyway, itâs really admirable of you and your wife to stay here in the mountains to teach the kids,â Veronica praised sincerely.
âHaha! Weâre used to it already. These kids are the future of our nation, so itâll be a shame if nobody cares about them,â Mr. Pear son replied while taking off his raincoat. Then, he hurriedly poured Veronica and Matthew some drinking water.
âNo, weâre good. You donât have to do this.â Veronica quickly stepped forward and stopped Mr. Pearson. Then, she took off her b ackpack, took 40,000 in cash out of it, and handed the money to the darkâ
skinned and skinny teacher. âWhat was given to te school earlier was donated to you guys by our company, whereas this is a tok en of my regard. Please keep it and use it as living expenses for you and your wife. The kids will only do better when you two are doing better.â Veronica had met Mr. â
Pearson and his wife after coming to Dawnpol Village. They were an incredibly kind hearted couple who taught students without expecting anything in return, which was something that countless people were unable to do.
When Matthew saw the scene from the sidelines, his obsidianâ
like eyes flickered with surprise. He had always thought of Veronica as a woman who cared for nothing but money, but he never t hought she would give away 40,000 to Mr. Pearson and his wife at one go, especially because to the best of his knowledge, Veronica was not only hard up but also penniless.
Mr. Pearson refused the money, saying, âNo, no, no, you donât have to. Youâve given us a lot, so you really donât have to give us t he money.â
However, Veronica shoved the 40,000 into his hand in an uncompromising manner. âJust take it. Itâs a token of my regard for you and the kids, so please donât refuse it.â With that, she took Matthewâs hand and ran away for fear that Mr. Pearson might give the money back to her again if she were a little late.
The twoâs trouser legs were stained with yellow mud as they ran in the mud, but Veronica was in a very good mood. Standing on the hill, she sniffed the fresh air after the rain before catching a glimpse of a rainbow at the other end of the hill. âLook, Matthew! I tâs a rainbow! Itâs so beautiful. Come on, Matthew, come and take a picture of me. Oh, forget it. Letâs take a picture together as a memento of our first time doing chari ty.â
Matthew didnât refuse her. âOkay.â
He came to Veronicaâs side, whereas Veronica took out her cell phone and held it up, only to find that the man was too tall. She sh Matthewâs distinctly outlined face showed a hint of helplessness. âAre you blaming me for your short stature?â
âIn that case, canât you squat down a little?â
Matthew was rendered speechless. With his personality, he shouldâve ignored her unreasonable quibbling, but he stood beside her while bending his knees slightly.
Veronica held her cell phone up high and turned on the selfie mode. After looking at Matthew and herself in the frame, she said to him, âSquat a little lower.â
Matthew didnât say a word in response, though he obediently squatted down a little lower Veronica wrapped her arm around his shoulder as they posed for an intimate photo together. At the click of the shutter, the photo captured them standing before the hillside with a huge mountain not f looking and wellâmatched, too, making the photo even more beautiful.
âNice! It looks pretty good. But Matthew, whatâs the matter with that look on your face?â Veronica stared at the photo, only to find t