Fengcheng old events

Chapter 163 Yearly Class

Liu Guixin pulled Zhang Xinglong: "Thank you, Ma'am."

Zhang Xinglong bowed his head and saluted: "Thank you, ma'am."

Principal Sun waved his hand and went out, Teacher Zhao said: "Okay, it's good, it's pretty smooth, then go back and prepare, the schoolbag, pen, and pencil case are all ready, just come and go to school after school starts, you will be much cleaner now. "

Liu Guixin nodded: "No, if I really can't bring it here, I have to go to work and work, and his father is in Changbai class and can't help at all. Thank you, old aunt."

"It's okay, it should be. Go back." Teacher Zhao waved his hand.

Liu Guixin pulled Zhang Xinglong out.

"Mom, what are we doing here?"

"I'll send you to school, I'll come here every day to play with those kids, okay?"

"What do you do at school? Listen to the teacher's lectures like my brother? Talk about cat fishing."

"Learn to count, learn to read, don't you always want to write to your grandma? You can write after you go to school."

"Well, I go to school. So at this moment, can I go to school?"

"Yes, didn't the principal tell you to go to school just now, my second treasure is so smart, I can remember everything I teach."

"I remember, Mom, are you happy?"

"Happy."

"En." Zhang Xinglong nodded, keeping this point firmly in his heart.What the teacher said must be firmly remembered, and my mother will be happy.

He didn't know that his name had been changed from Zhang Xinglong to Zhang Xinglong in the household registration booklet.

The family couldn't afford to raise a dragon, and it would get sick, but Zhang Qingzhi and Liu Guixin were a little bit reluctant when they changed it. What if they were born standing up?
So after a compromise, Zhang Xinglong got up like this.

As for the nickname, it doesn't matter, Xiaolong has already been called Ermin, and he is used to it, and he can't change it.The army and the militia are very smooth.

Back home, Liu Guixin happily told Zhang Qingzhi that he had passed the exam and could go to school.

Zhang Qingzhi glanced at Zhang Xinglong: "It's a little unexpected, I'm so stupid, I thought I couldn't pass it."

Liu Guixin pinched Zhang Qingzhi: "What are you talking about, you are so stupid, this kid is honest, and he is not like you."

Zhang Qingzhi laughed for a while: "I'm just afraid that I won't be able to keep up. I'm two years younger than others. If it doesn't work then, I'll stay for a year and send it to the nursery."

In fact, Zhang Xinglong was brought back with his elder brother Zhanguang. The eldest Zhang Xingjun had to go to school, so Liu Guixin was not at ease leaving him alone at his grandma's house. As for sending him to school, he was trying. He really didn't have the time and energy to take him.

The schoolbag is a small military satchel, army green, and the pocket cover is printed with eight Mao cursive characters that read hard and study hard every day.

At this time, students of all ages, or workers, are carrying a schoolbag of this style.At this time, the things on the army represent fashion.

Tin stationery box, open the lid, the ninety-nine multiplication table is printed inside the lid.

An eraser, two pencils, and a pencil sharpener.There are also two notebooks in the schoolbag, which are matts with the pattern of running towards the year 2000 printed on the cover.

Zhang Xinglong likes the monochrome simple pattern on the book very much. There are tall buildings on it, roads that are as high as the buildings in circles, and airplanes.

My mother said that by the year 2000, our world will be like this, how wonderful it is.

The year 2000, how far in the future?Anyway, it's a long time for the elders.

Zhang Qingzhi went to and from get off work every day, and Liu Guixin went to the street every day, and came back to tidy up the house when he had nothing to do.

Weeding, catching insects and watering the vegetable fields, feeding pigs and chickens, washing and washing, and sewing clothes.The sewing machine is beeping every day.

Zhang Xingjun and Zhang Xinglong played by themselves inside and outside the house every day, and met a lot of children in front of and behind the house.

Gradually, Zhang Xingjun didn't like to take a follower with him anywhere, and always found excuses to run away alone, leaving Zhang Xinglong at home.The second child is weak and cannot run as fast as the eldest, and always follows behind for a while and then loses him.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Brother, will you play with me?"

"We go there and keep the kids away."

"Go home, what are you always doing with me?"

"Hurry up and go home, believe it or not, I will cut you off?"

"Do you see what's there?" After looking at it and then turning around, the boss ran away and disappeared.

"elder brother."

The second child is timid and dare not go to unfamiliar places by himself. Seeing that the eldest brother has disappeared in the room, he can only go home disappointed, listen to the radio, and go to Sun's house to play.

The boss of the Sun family got back a film player from nowhere, like a small box, set up the top cover, put a translucent red, green, black and blue record card on it, and put the grinding needle on it to start When it turns, beautiful music and singing will come out of the speaker.

"Amen, a vine in front of Amen, A'Nen, A'Nen is green and just sprouting, the snail is carrying a heavy shell, climbing up step by step..."

The third child is still fostered in someone else's home, and he brings a small lunch box to send it over in the morning, and picks it up after get off work in the evening.

The couple have to sleep very late every day, after all, they have to go to work during the day, and work is waiting for no one.

Picking up vegetables and leaves to cook pig food, cleaning up the small vegetable garden, cleaning out the warehouses and cellars, washing clothes, sewing, mending, anyway, there is always a lot of work in life.

The days are so hard and dull until September.

Zhang Xinglong finally walked into the Guojia Primary School with his brother and the children in front of and behind the house with his small schoolbag on his back.

Heihu followed Xiao Geliang all the way to the school, was scolded by his brother a few times, stood at the school gate and looked inside for a while before turning his head back.

"Line up, come and line up, according to the size, the taller ones go to the back."

Teacher Zhang Wenying's hair is a little gray now, she wears a pair of glasses, and she is not tall, directing the newly enrolled Xiaodoudou to learn to line up at the door of the classroom.

Arrange a group of small beans according to their height, one row for boys and one for girls.

"Okay, that's it. Remember who is in front of you and behind you. Next time you stand in line, stand in this order. Remember?"

"Remember." "Remember."

Teacher Zhang clapped his hands twice: "The shouting is too chaotic, please be tidy. Remember?"

"Remember~keep~la~."

Zhang Xinglong stood in the middle, turned his head to look at the students behind him, and remembered his position.

They lined up to enter the classroom, and the little girls and boys lined up together were at the same table.One class per year.

"Sit up, chest up, hands behind your back. Sit up straight."

A group of little beans wearing all kinds of patched old clothes sat upright as the teacher said, looking at the teacher on the podium together.

This kind of sitting posture with the chest raised and the hands behind the back was continued in elementary schools in Japan in the Tohoku period, and it gradually disappeared. It is said that it is not good for children's health and is easy to distract.

(End of this chapter)