I knew that the east side of Xiaoxitan was Hailiu Suta, because I thought that my sister would have a new schoolbag to carry and new clothes to wear when she went to school, so I cried and shouted that I would go to the elementary school in Hailiu Sutai with my sister when I was 4 years old.

At the beginning of the first semester, it was harvest season in the family's orchard.

My mother stuffed the small vest I bought from Fengzhen County into the little shorts she cut for me and tied five elastic bands side by side with a sewing machine, and then stuffed my vest with all kinds of fruits of all sizes, big and small, sweet and sour picked from the orchard, and bent down to pat my bulging belly supported by fruits and said: "Go to school and eat fruits well, don't make trouble for my sister, and don't go out with other teachers." ”

So, I sat in the last row of the class and ate the fruit.

If it weren't for the fact that I was tired from eating, I would occasionally kneel on the bench and change my position for a while, and the teacher wouldn't have seen a little me at the back of the class.

This one has been eaten for three years.

But in three years, I haven't moved up a level.

Yes, I mean, I was in the first grade of primary school, and I was in the third class.

Now that I think about it, I always feel that I was the only child in the village and even in the entire Sanyiquan Township who had attended kindergarten, preschool, and received a complete preschool education. This was a miracle in the rural education system, where there was no idea what a kindergarten or a preschool was at the time.

I think it must be those three first-year students who laid a solid foundation for my subsequent college entrance examination, but my teachers didn't see it that way.

I vividly remember that when I was trying to complete my second grade of primary school, after the exam, a male teacher surnamed Wang, who often blushed in the afternoon, stood behind the lectern with my papers, and shouted my name while holding his crooked "blue card" hat: "Du Yongwang, 2 points!"

I don't know if it's nervousness, or shyness, or if I eat too much fruit and my stomach is swollen, at the same moment when the teacher shouted 2 points, I let out a blast and let out a fart, which shook the world!

The teacher was stunned, and after a pause for a few seconds, he threw half a box of chalk heads in my direction, tapped the lectern with a board eraser, and said to the class, "This guy is a fool, don't play with him, be careful that he will affect you." ”

"Pang Xiaohu, the chalk didn't hit you, you're too big to block that fool!"

I laughed happily as I watched my classmates around me, who had waited for them for two years, laugh out loud. Take fruit out of your vest and give it to them.

At that time, the on-site effect of the fruits that were crowded in circles with small bellies in the clothes were pulled out and put in their hands may have been the beginning of my determination to have a lot of money in my waist when I grow up.

In the blink of an eye, I was about to lose my confusion, and Hailiu Sutai Primary School became more and more blurry in my impression. In addition to these three first grades, my deepest and sweetest memory of my enlightenment school is Teacher Wang Xiangmei. Although she never taught me, she often used her sophomore bicycle to put me on the front beam and take me home along the way, stopping in front of the dirt slope in front of my house and calling my mother's name: Second daughter, the child has brought you back!

For a long time, I felt that Teacher Wang Xiangmei, who has short ear-length hair, good-looking eyes, and is always smiling, is called a teacher.

More than 30 years have passed, Mr. Wang, are you okay?