Fate reborn her, giving her a chance to redeem it all.

However, fate also made Feng Qian appear in Luobu Village, and met Lin Zijiao more than ten years in advance, so that Lin Ziwei didn't listen to her and must go to Haizi to play.

The appearance of the emperor's brothers and sisters and Zhang Benshan reminded her that there is a high probability that everything in her previous life will happen!

Moreover, because the timeline of this life is different from that of the previous life, it will be a ticking time bomb.

The most obvious evidence is that Lin Ziwei and Lin Zijiao's ages have changed, and they are each two years older than at this time in their previous lives.

So, will other things change in time as well?

"Zijiao, why are you classmates with Feng Qian, how old is he this year, and he looks like he's older than you?"

In view of Lin Zijiao's question just now, this time Lin Zijin did not dare to ask directly, but turned a corner.

Sure enough, Lin Zijiao didn't think much about it this time, and quickly replied: "He is two years older than me and one level older than me, but all the grades in our school are taught in one classroom......"

As he spoke, Lin Zijiao's gaze stopped: "Sister Zijin, Brother Ben Shan didn't come out today, but Sister-in-law Ben Shan fell over there, do you have something to do with him?"

Lin Zijin smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing." ”

Unlike Feng Qian in this life, who is two years older than Lin Zijiao, Feng Qian in the previous life is one year younger than Lin Zijiao, as for Benshan's daughter-in-law?

Lin Zijin followed Lin Zijiao's line of sight and saw a young woman with her hands in her sleeves, smiling happily with a heartless face.

In his previous life, Lin Zijin had seen Zhang Benshan's daughter-in-law, and at this time he also recognized her, and when he saw her smile and honesty, he couldn't help sighing.

Even so, Ziwei is only eight years old this year, and it will be at least five or six years before the rape and murder occur.

There are three things in the family, first start with the tight, and now let's deal with Lin Zijiao's affairs first.

"Let's stop watching the excitement, can we go home and help my second aunt cook?" Lin Zijin said, Lin Zijiao nodded happily.

This kind of performance was fresh to watch at the beginning, because there was no plot, and it was not interesting to watch it for a long time.

The two walked back slowly, greeting the villagers they met from time to time along the way.

Lin Zijin pretended to be casual and asked about Feng Qian's situation, Lin Zijiao replied very happily, he didn't look embarrassed, he seemed to be an ordinary classmate.

This made Lin Zijin feel that maybe he was thinking too much.

“…… In fact, Feng Qian is quite pitiful, but he is very proud, willing to work hard, and studies very well, and is very good to his classmates. ”

Lin Zijiao nodded with a smile at the sister-in-law who came over opposite, and continued: "Feng Qian is in the fifth grade, sometimes when my sister asks questions in class, some classmates don't know, he quietly reminds him at the bottom, and the answers he says are all correct......

Is this called being good to your classmates?

The child's thinking is really simple, but it seems that she has also had such a simple time, Lin Zijin suddenly remembered the events of her previous life.

In the primary school in Rob Village, she worked as both a student and a teacher.

At that time, the primary school in the village was located in the brigade headquarters, and several grades were mixed in a dilapidated house to attend classes.

When he was a student, Lin Zijin felt that there was nothing wrong with everyone attending classes in one classroom, but it was very interesting.

Lin Ziyi, who is a teacher, usually teaches to the children in one of the grades, and arranges for the other grades to write homework or read books first.

At that time, Lin Zijin especially liked this kind of lecture, at least it allowed her to learn the knowledge of the upper grades, and finally skipped two levels in a row and graduated from primary school two years early.

And how joyful it is that the first graders will be mercilessly ridiculed by the second-graders for their clumsiness and inability to write the most basic pinyin letters, and when the second-graders can't do the arithmetic, the third- or fourth-graders will say the answers aloud or quietly.

Fifth-graders are the kings of the class, they can kill all the junior students in seconds, in addition to contemptuous of the junior students in all aspects, they usually have more eyes and are more indifferent to the teacher.

In winter, there is a large iron stove in the classroom, and students often bring sweet potatoes or potatoes to class.

They bury sweet potatoes or potatoes in the ashes of the burning firewood, and on top of them there are constantly new, incomplete charcoal pieces falling down, and slowly cook the sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Usually people who do this kind of thing are classmates who sit close to the stove.

In addition to listening to the lectures, they also have a task, which requires them to add a few pieces of wood to the stove from time to time to keep the stove unextinguished, which is naturally more convenient for them to do this kind of small action.

As a result, the aroma of food often wafts through the classroom, and the sound of chewing and swallowing is heard from time to time when the teacher is not noticing.

The teacher also wants to manage this situation but has no power to return to the sky, after all, the stove needs someone to keep adding firewood, once the stove is extinguished, then regardless of the teacher and students, the big guys can only suffer together.

The most exaggerated time was a particularly naughty classmate named Wang Caidun, who didn't know what to think, and once brought a chicken.

The chicken was very thin, only a little bigger than an adult pigeon, and Wang Caidun broke the neck of the chicken, and a group of classmates who had been friends with him gathered around him.

Because it was cold in winter and it was impossible to take the yellow mud, several students each contributed a few pieces of homework paper, soaked it in water and wrapped it around the chicken's body, and carefully placed it in the hearth.

At that time, children's homework books were also rare, and they were usually written on the front side and on the back side, and they had to be handed in at home after the back side was written.

Adults will cut the workbook into small pieces to roll cigarettes, or to start a fire when lighting a fire.

Therefore, if the used homework book is not handed in home, it will be scolded not a lot, but if there is one or two pages missing in the book, adults will not say anything.

With such a concerted effort, there was always a fragrant smell of barbecue in the class that day.

Lin Zijin remembered that during class that day, all the classmates were swallowing their saliva, even Lin Ziyi, who was a teacher, quietly swallowed their saliva in between lectures.

At the end of class that day, Wang Caidun's front was surrounded by salivating students, which made him very popular.

It's just that the retribution came too quickly, and that night, Wang Caidun's terrible screams resounded throughout Luobu Village, and then he didn't come to class for three consecutive days.

According to the children who live close to Caidun's house, Caidun's mother beat him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for three days.

However, this feat of Caidun has been passed down as a good story in Luobu Village Primary School.

So much so that for many years later, Lin Zijiao often remembered the smell of food echoing in the classroom and remembered that carefree time.

When she had the opportunity to make a temporary cameo appearance as a teacher, stand on the podium and look at the students below, it was a completely different feeling.

That was after she went to medical school.