those years of rebirth

The vaguely vivid names in memory were pronounced by Teacher Tong, and the energetic boys and girls were carried into the classroom by this schoolbag.

For each name, Wang Hengxiao would look at it twice and compare it with the face in his memory.

These people, in Wang Hengxiao's memory, some have already married, their children are going to school, some are wandering around looking for opportunities, and some are unknown...

And these people, at this time, are still children dressed in rustic clothes.

Wang Daguo talked to Mr. Tong about the situation, Mr. Tong looked at Wang Hengxiao and let him in.For students from the mainland, local teachers in Xinjiang are more welcome, but that is junior high school and high school, and elementary school teachers actually don't like transfer students from the mainland, because they are prone to accidents.

When local students get together, they often bully those non-local students. Elementary school students don't know so many things, and they tend to make troubles.

Last year, the central primary school of the third team changed a teaching director, and the original teaching director was dismissed and returned home.Because last year there was a fight among elementary school students that shocked the whole county, and the place was the third team in Hehui Township. More than 30 teams of local students, most of whom are Uyghur students, surrounded five non-local students by the side of the road and beat them unconscious.

Later, a passer-by called the police, and was sent to the township health center, and then to the county hospital, but an eight-year-old boy died on the way.

His parents took the school and the teacher to court, and it is said that the lawsuit is still going on.

"Teacher Tong, my baby is very honest, please trouble you..."

Wang Daguo sent Wang Hengxiao into the classroom, and chatted with Teacher Tong at the door of the classroom.

Teacher Tong was a little impatient. She graduated from a normal school. She is actually not very old this year. She is less than 20 years old and has been teaching for more than a year.

This class started in September last year, and she was leading it as the head teacher.

But the students in the class are the worst group among the more than 100 students, and they are also the most troublesome group. She was very busy last semester, and only she knew how many times she cried in secret.

"There is a new student in the class, let the new student introduce himself."

After the parents were sent away, the students still had to accept them. Teacher Tong introduced Wang Hengxiao to the whole class.

Standing beside Teacher Tong, Wang Hengxiao just said, "My name is Wang Hengxiao."

Teacher Tong waited for a few seconds to confirm that Wang Hengxiao had finished introducing himself. He glanced at the little boy who didn't talk much, and said, "Sit in the third row, sit with Yang Qin."

Wang Hengxiao's eyes narrowed. On the second table from the left in the third row, a girl with short hair was sitting, which was rare.With a wry smile in his heart, the fate is still the same, he still sits with her and becomes the first tablemate.

Yang Qin...

One of the most profound women in Wang Hengxiao's memory. In his previous life, Wang Hengxiao was about to turn 30, and in almost 24 to [-] years of his life, there was this short-haired girl.

We were at the same table for half a year in elementary school, then we were transferred to Class [-] together, and then we were at the same table again in sixth grade, and we were still in the same class in junior high school, high school, university...

Coincidentally!

Perhaps there is a kind of power in the dark that has always arranged the two of them together, and the two of them have always gotten along with each other as old classmates. Perhaps compared to other old classmates, the two of them are too close. But the two are indeed old classmates.

In Wang Hengxiao's previous life, when she was about to turn 30, she didn't have a firm partner. Coincidentally, the same was true for Yang Qin.

He walked slowly to his seat, opened his schoolbag, and took out his books like other students.This set of books is not the one brought from my hometown, but my father asked someone to get it from a child who dropped out of school here because he went back to his hometown in the brick factory.

"Hi, my name is Yang Qin."

Just like in memory, Yang Qin greeted Wang Hengxiao proactively, without the formality of ordinary rural students.In fact, Yang Qin is one of the rare children in the third team who looks more like a child from the city, because her parents are doctors, and the private clinic opened by the sixth team below the third team is somewhat famous in Hehui Township.

Therefore, the education and exposure from childhood are different from those of other farmers' children around.

In fact, in Wang Hengxiao's opinion, short hair is the biggest feature.In the rural areas of Xinjiang in this era, girls are all honestly wearing braids or ponytails, but she has short hair and has persisted for 20 years. According to her, it was her father’s intention to give her short hair since she was a child. Because her father wanted a boy, but she was a girl, he raised her as a boy.

"Hi, my name is Wang Hengxiao."

Wang Hengxiao smiled, and took a second look at his old classmate.In the previous life, the two often joked and bickered together, talking about each other's embarrassing things when they were young, but Wang Hengxiao often didn't remember, and Yang Qin always remembered everything about Wang Hengxiao's childhood and growing up, so Wang Hengxiao was often called teasing.

Now, Wang Hengxiao secretly said that I also wrote down all the embarrassing things about this girl.

The acquaintance of the two is so simple.

"Are you from your hometown? Where is your hometown? My father said that our family came from Jiangxi..."

Yang Qin talks a lot with the people she thinks she is familiar with.

Wang Hengxiao didn't speak, and Teacher Tong on the stage scolded her: "Yang Qin, don't talk in class."

In fact, the reason why Yang Qin sat alone was that she talked a lot, so Teacher Tong asked her to do it alone.

Yang Qin looked at each other and stuck out her tongue, calmed down, her eyes fixed on the book.

………………

"Liu Zi, you boy have made great progress recently. I think you will catch up with me in a short time. How about it? I was taking care of you at the beginning, right?"

Several jeeps were speeding on the Gobi Desert, with a long trail of dust behind them. Lin Deshuang and Liu Zi were sitting in the front car.

The car behind is following the players.

After more than half a month of unannounced visits, Lin Deshuang tracked down a large stronghold of the East Turkistan Organization in southern Xinjiang, which is within the scope of Kashgar, but not in Kashgar City, but in the surrounding areas.

This is where they went to find out.

Everyone in the West Bureau can see the change of the six sons. The breath on the body is restrained, and the energy is connected together. It is obvious that there is a unified energy, and the next step is to step into the threshold of energy transformation.

And Liu Zi is only 25 years old this year, and many people are a little envious.

At the beginning, when Lin Deshuang took his six sons to Hehui Township, he told others that he was looking for an expert to teach him. In the future, he would send those who have potential and meritorious service to seek an expert teacher.At first, many people didn't believe it. They thought to themselves, what kind of expert is there in this barren land in the northwest?

At this time, seeing the changes in the six sons, they all believed it, and some of them secretly asked the six sons, but the six sons kept their mouths shut, and could not say anything without Lin Deshuang's permission.

Wang Hengxiao is one of their secrets.

"Hehe, Bureau Lin, after this year, I might catch up with you..."

Liu Zi is very confident. Recently, through his contact with Wang Hengxiao, listening to him talk about boxing, martial arts, and health preservation, they all pointed to the essence, and he really benefited a lot.

"Come on, wait for your kid to take the lead!"

Linde smiled.

A small village can be seen in front of them, which is their destination.

This is a village where ninety-nine percent of the people are Uighurs. According to their news, there are East Turkistan strongholds and their leaders.