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In the spring of 1979, when the snow on the mountain had melted, Zhang Xingming was already able to move tons of things into the space, and the test was a large piece of rocks on the back mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I don't know how this rocky stream was formed, there is no grass in it, one by one large yellow rocks of different shapes stretch for miles, the small fingers are big, the big ones are like houses, there are several places like this in this mountain. Zhang Xingming remembered that it seemed that around 2000, the second uncle's second viagra family made a fortune on these stones, and spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to pull these stones out and take them to Fengtian, and sold them to real estate developers to make rockeries, one piece is tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands, and the second viagra made a fortune.

Sitting on the hillside, biting a hairy dog (dogtail grass) in his mouth, watching his brother squatting there and not knowing what to do, humming the famous song in his nose: In 1979, it was a spring, and there was an old man who drew a circle by the South China Sea. Zhang Xingming calculated in his heart that according to the trajectory of the previous life, at this time, the Shenzhen Special Zone was established, and the good life of the Chinese people was about to kick off and enter the fast lane, and he would also return to the city to go to school and become a primary school student.

In July, Zhang Xingming and his brother were taken back to their home in Nanfen by their father.

On August 23, 1979, Zhang Xingming wore new clothes and carried a small military schoolbag printed with a good study every day, which was very popular in those years, and followed his mother into the campus of Guojia Primary School. The school is like a large courtyard house, with four rows of bungalows surrounding the small Cao Yang in the middle, the walls are all made of stone, and there is a row of large poplar trees outside the wall. There are a few horizontal bars and climbing poles welded by iron pipes on the side of Caoyang (now you can't see this kind of thing in the school, it is a frame of thick iron pipe welding, with three or two thin pipes in the middle, which are for students to climb, five or six meters high), two cement brick table tennis tables, the door is facing a two-square-meter cement square platform as soon as you come in, and a pole more than ten meters high in the middle, this is the place where the national flag is raised, and it is also the rostrum for students to exercise between classes。 The school's toilet is outside the school, across the road from the school's gate, a dilapidated and unsightly dry toilet, the kind of squatting pit with a manure tank.

Like the previous life, my mother led Zhang Xingming into the teacher's office, a very dim room, only a dozen square sizes, and an iron-welded coal stove in the center of the house, which is a heating facility in winter, and the teachers also cook with aluminum lunch boxes on the stove, and roast the fire by the way. Now in the summer, the stove is not burning, but the house still feels gray and hazy.

"Gui Xin is here, this is the second child, is it called Erming?" A woman in her thirties greeted her warmly when she saw her mother leading Zhang Xingming in, but Zhang Xingming still felt a kind of show-off from her enthusiastic attitude. This woman is a distant relative of Zhang Xingming's family, on the age of Zhang Xingming called the grandmother (the youngest in the Northeast is called the old what is the old, the father's youngest brother is called the uncle, the youngest sister is called the aunt, the mother's youngest brother is called the uncle, the youngest sister is called the aunt, and the grandfather's youngest brother is called the master, and his daughter-in-law is the grandmother), his husband is Zhang Xingming's distant relative, the master is a cadre in the factory, and he usually feels a lot superior to others, but at this time, people do not have the kind of red fruit that tends to be inflammatory, and they fight for money and power, and they are just a little arrogant in their words。

"Hey, auntie, this is the second child of my family, called Zhang Xingming, nicknamed Erming, this has to trouble you, auntie. Mom smiled politely and pulled Zhang Xingming's head with her hand: "Call grandma." Zhang Xingming bowed and called out to the old woman. The old grandmother was happy, stretched out her hand and touched Zhang Xingming's head and said, "This child is so handsome, he is clever when he looks at it, and he must have no problem going to school." ”

Mom chatted a few words with a few teachers, the door opened, and Principal Sun, who was wearing glasses, walked in, at this time Principal Sun was still quite young, in her thirties, Zhang Xingming's deepest impression of her was the two big discernments to her heels, her hair was a little yellow, it was estimated that she had Russian blood, and there were still quite a lot of people of RB blood and Russian blood here in Zhang Xingming's house. These two stems were still there until 1998, when Zhang Xingming last saw Principal Sun, when she was no longer a teacher, contracted the canteen of the district government, and revolved around the district leaders every day, and she was already a rich woman.

As soon as Principal Sun came in, the old lady said to her: "Principal, this is the one I told you, the grandson of my family's old Wang family, but he is clever, but his age is almost old, you can take it." Principal Sun looked at Zhang Xingming and asked, "What year?" Mom replied: "In March '73, our birthday is big." "At that time, they all started school at the age of eight.

Principal Sun nodded and said, "This is a bit small, this has to be two or three years younger than the same class, can it be done?" The old lady said: "It's okay, this kid grew up in the countryside, and he is still smart, so he must be fine." They have a lot of children, and there is a small one, and no one looks at this adult when he goes to work, and it is the home of my family's old Wang, so you should help me. Principal Sun found a stool to sit down, stretched out his hand to beckoned to Zhang Xingming, and said, "Come, come to the eldest mother, let the eldest lady take a look." Mom gently pushed Zhang Xingming from behind, and Zhang Xingming walked up to Principal Sun and stood up, looking at her.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of people. Principal Sun touched Zhang Xingming's head with a smile and asked, "How much does 1+1 get?" and "2". "2+2 pinch?", "4", "7+8?", "15". "Will you check the numbers?" "Yes." "Count from 1 to 100 and give it to the eldest lady. ”“1，2，3，4，5…… 100. "Do you know how to read?" The sentence was asked to his mother, and Zhang Xingming nodded himself: "Yes, I can read." ”

"Can you read a book?" Principal Sun was surprised, looked up at his mother, and his mother nodded, and said, "Well, really, this child is smart, and he can teach him once." Zhang Xingming rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, Mom, you really dare to say, when did you teach me. "What books have you read? Tell my aunt. "Principal Sun is interested.

"Chairman Mao's quotations, the post operation code of the cup steel Nanfen concentrator. Zhang Xingming replied honestly, there are only these two books at home. (Speaking of a staff code with more than 400 pages, which of you have seen it?)

To make a long story short, after the assessment of Principal Sun, Zhang Xingming finally went to school and was assigned to the 79th class of Guojia Primary School. (At this time, there was no preschool, and I went directly to the first grade, and there was a preschool class in 81 years, called the Yuhong class)

Follow Teacher Zhang into the classroom, the classroom is already full of little pot friends, one by one, look at the naïve and familiar faces, Zhang Xingming's nose is a little sour, and he thinks to himself, it's good to be reborn.

is still the same as in the previous life, Zhang Xingming was assigned to the second row, at the same table with Na Hongfei, followed by Wang Liyan, and her younger brother had a name that would be resounded all over the country in later generations - Wang Lijun.

Sitting there, Zhang Xingming turned his head and looked over one by one, Li Zhongyi, Song Zengqiang, Sun Xuliang, He Qiang, Yang Jiuquan, Shi Deming, Li Shucai, Wang Gang, Jiang Zexi, Li Yanhong, Dai Ligang, Yang Zhendong, Wang Zhichang, Zhang Ping, Lv Dequan, Yan Lixia, Liu Xiancheng, Tang Shougui, Tang Yakun, Lan Ling, Zhang Yan...... The little faces with snot bubbles looked so kind, and Zhang Xingming had the urge to hug them one by one.

a，o，e，i，u，ü，b，p，m，f，d，t，l…… How much is the size, the mountains, rocks, earth, the sun, the moon, the water and the fire...... Zhang Xingming's primary school life began in this way.

Every morning I go to school with my brother with my schoolbag (my brother goes straight to the second grade. The distance from home to school is 200 meters), come back to eat at noon, go again in the afternoon, come back at night to eat and sleep, monotonous school life.

Of course, Comrade Zhang Xingming will not be the same as other small pot friends, at this time his uncle is active in his heart, 79 years, I am excited to think about it, the time has come for the Chinese people to make money. Zhang Xingming thinks about it every day, writing novels, stealing songs, and this is 79 years, and where is it stolen and sent. Open a restaurant, barbecue and supermarket, forget it, this is not something that can be done in this era, what is the problem? Zhang Xingming is lying on the kang and tangled, even if he can do it, he has no capital.

"Who's kid, hurry up and come out to play. "There was a child's shout outside the yard, it was Wang Zhichang, this is the tradition of this area, the children who came out first after eating had to shout like this, and then one by one they came out of the house, and gathered into a pile, when there were more than twenty or thirty, and when there were few, there were five or six.

Zhang Xingming put on his shoes and went out, and when he went out of the courtyard, he saw Wang Zhichang and Yang Zhendong sitting on the raindrop platform in the dormitory building. In the past few years at my grandmother's house, the staff dormitory of the concentrator plant has been built on the original site.

Zhang Xingming walked over and asked, "You don't do your homework, what are you playing?"

Wang Zhichang said: "Write at night." Let's crackle, I have a pictorial stack here, look at it, it's good-looking. Zhang Xingming took it and looked at it, the inside page of the popular movie is a rare color printing magazine in this year, handed it back, and said: "Don't do it, your play is heavier than ordinary paper, it's not easy to play, take advantage of you?"

Yang Zhendong took the colorful snap and looked at it on the other side, and said, "You have to fight with the big cracker, not the small cracker." ”

Wang Zhichang nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The three of them sat on the raindrop platform for a while, Shi Deming, Li Shucai, Liu Xiancheng, and Li Baojun all ran over, and the seven people sat on the cement platform and talked nonsense, and finally decided to crackle.