If An Jiajia is not mistaken, the place where the tuition was paid yesterday should be the place arranged by the production team, because the ten miles and eight towns are far apart, and each production team has a teacher to come to collect the tuition, so that everyone does not need to go so far. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The teacher is an iron rice bowl, even if he comes to the production team to collect tuition, there is a car to pick him up, otherwise they are reluctant to come!

So An Jiajia doesn't know where the school is until now, so she can only keep following An Jiahe and moving forward.

After walking along the road for a long time, when the sun came out, An Jiajia found that everyone was walking up the mountain, isn't it, the school is on the mountain?

An Jiajia didn't have time to think about other things, so she could only follow An Jiahe closely. Although this is the only way to go to school, there are not many children studying in Anjia Village, and if she doesn't follow An Jiahe, she is really worried that she will be lost.

By the time An Jiajia saw the school gate, the sun had already sprinkled all over the earth, and the morning light had evaporated the dew.

An Jiajia felt a little tired, panting and hurried to find her class, she wouldn't expect An Jiahe to help her find it.

An Jiahe didn't care about her, seeing that she followed her to the school and went directly to her class, she didn't care about An Jiajia at all.

Although the school is halfway up the mountain, the scenery here is very good. There was only a dilapidated wooden door at the entrance to the school, and after entering was a vacant lot, and then several houses.

An Jiajia knows how to read, and found the door that said "First Grade" and went in directly, there were a few people sitting inside, An Jiajia didn't know it, so she had to find a place to sit down by herself.

The classrooms were very shabby, and she didn't expect the school in the countryside to be in good condition, but was the board hanging on the wall a blackboard?

An Jiajia put her lunch box and schoolbag away, and it was a little boring to sit in her place.

Soon the teacher came, a tall, thin middle-aged man, wearing blue short sleeves and black pants, even if the clothes were a little old, but still gave people a neat feeling. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, much like Jiang Zemin's.

The male teacher stood on the podium, everyone saw the teacher come in, and quickly sat back in their place, An Jiajia glanced at it, and there were still several empty seats on the table in the classroom.

"Hello students, I am the homeroom teacher of the first and second grades, my surname is Feng," Teacher Feng propped his hands on the podium, looked at the little radish head in the classroom and said, "Our classroom is the first and second grade students, there are eight students in the first grade, and there are ten students in the second grade, everyone should help each other, unite and love, you know?" ”

"Got it!" An Jiajia broke out in cold sweat on her forehead, worthy of being a little radish head, and all of them answered with shouting.

An Jiajia sat on her stool obediently, and after listening to Teacher Feng's words, she understood why the primary school was so small, because there were not many people who came to study at all.

There are only eight people in the first grade, and the two grades together are less than twenty people, no wonder the school only has a few houses, and students in two grades attend classes together, and three houses are enough.

Teacher Feng took a roll call, memorized the name and person, and then went to the office to bring the book and distribute it to everyone. There are only two books, Chinese and mathematics, and it is the first time that An Jiajia has seen such an "ancient" book, with no illustrations on it, only a few thin pages.

An Jiajia finished reading it after a few flips, sitting on a stool and shaking her legs a little bored.

"In the morning, everyone will read the book and preview it, and then the class will start in the afternoon," Teacher Feng said and went out of the classroom.

An Jiajia felt very bored, her soul was a twenty-year-old college student, and these two books were not books at all in her eyes, so she finished reading them in three or two clicks.

The morning time was a bit difficult, the new classmates in the classroom didn't know each other, and twelve of the eighteen people were boys, so they couldn't play together at all.

When lunch time came, everyone took out their lunch boxes, although An Jiajia was not very hungry, but when she saw the cold meal, she still ate it all quickly, it seems that this body is still very hungry for food.

After eating, everyone played in the open space for a while, and when they heard the teacher's whistle, everyone hurried back to the classroom.

Teacher Feng walked in, sat behind the podium, and saw that the students were sleeping quietly on the table, and then left.

Classes finally started in the afternoon, and in a classroom, the tables and chairs were divided into two halves, with the first-graders on the left and the second-graders on the right.

Teacher Feng first taught the first-grade students pinyin, and An Jiajia went back to the first time she learned pinyin, she followed with her mouth open, although her eyes were staring at the wooden board that was used as a blackboard, but her mind was full of memories.

"An Jiajia, you get up and read," Teacher Feng is the head teacher, and he must have seen that An Jiajia was distracted and did not pay attention to the class.

"abcdefg," An Jiajia read out well, although Teacher Feng asked her to sit down, he still warned An Jiajia with his eyes, "Concentrate on the class!" ”

An Jiajia didn't dare to get distracted, even if she knew everything, it was a very embarrassing thing to be punished by the teacher.

At the end of the class, when everyone came back from rest, Mr. Feng asked the first-grade students to copy the pinyin they had just taught, and he went to teach the second-grade characters.

An Jiajia sighed, such teacher resources are really saving, one teacher teaches two classes, and three teachers can get the students of a primary school!

Finally it was time for school to get out of school, An Jiajia, like everyone, happily carried a satchel and a lunch box inside, and ran out happily.

An Jiahe saw An Jiajia coming out at the door, so he went down the mountain with his classmates. The boy is very naughty, and when he goes down the mountain, he always runs fast, and his lunch box is in his satchel, and he makes a ping-pong sound when he collides with a spoon while running.

There was no school bell, but the students themselves played the song of the end of school, which rang throughout the mountains, and the birds couldn't help but fly and dance. (Actually, I was scared)

An Jiajia remembered the road and walked slowly home. At the foot of the mountain, some students walked to the right side of the road, while An Jiajia walked to the left, and more than half of the students were lost at once.

Walking An Jiajia found that she was far away from the person in front of her, basically she was the only one walking on the main road, the sunset stretched her shadow very long, An Jiajia looked down at the shadow on the ground.

"An Jiajia, are you out of school?"

An Jiajia looked up and saw Li Zhibing standing on the side of the road, his eyes seemed to be nailed to her, she knew that Li Zhibing was looking at her schoolbag.

"yes, I'm out of school, why are you going?"

"I'm done with my work, thinking that you're going to get out of school, so I'll be waiting for you here," Li Zhibing said a little embarrassed in the back, and his voice became quieter and quieter.

An Jiajia suddenly had the idea of teasing him.