The whirring cold wind blew the window paper and made Wang Yong wake up from his sleep. The days without the Internet made him have a lot less entertainment time at night, and he fell asleep early every day.

Because I went to bed early, coupled with the fact that there was no noisy traffic in the countryside and no neon pollution in the city, I slept very sweetly every day.

It's just that in the cold season of winter, if you want to climb out of the warm quilt smoothly, it undoubtedly requires strong courage and perseverance, at least for Wang Yong.

But as a second-grader, Wang Yong, who is "working hard" to join the glorious team of Young Pioneers, even if he doesn't want to, he has to honestly get up, dress and eat, and then carry a small army-green satchel for an unknown number of years to go to school in a neighboring village in the cold wind.

Although he himself knows that even if he doesn't go to school, his knowledge reserve is enough. But in order not to become an outlier in the eyes of everyone, he still has to go to and from school on time every day and complete the homework on time that he always says is as simple as drinking cold water.

Breakfast is still somen soup, and last night I saved a lot of bone broth. Before going to bed, Wang Yong added two large scoops of cold water to the pot, then lit the stove fire and stuffed a piece of slime in the stove.

When we came together this morning, my mother lit the big stove first, boiled the big bone broth, and put down a pound of noodles. Before going to bed last night, the two of them had already discussed that they would keep the big bone broth in this pot in the future, and they would go to the market every five days to buy big stick bones to make soup.

This can be regarded as the beginning of the improvement of their own lives, the two children have suffered old sins in the past, and they will be compensated a little more in the future. First of all, let's start with the improvement of what we eat.

According to the eldest son, this kind of bone broth that has been stewed for a long time, if you add chicken and pork ribs, after a long time of boiling, it is what the city chefs call the broth, and if you add a little tonic or something, such as the legendary ginseng, it is a good thing that the national leaders use to replenish the body.

The eldest son is weak, the younger son is young, and they all need to be mended, anyway, the big bones are not worth a few dollars, as for the chickens, it is a big deal to go back and raise a few more, and it will not cost anything.

After Wang Yong ate two bowls of hot and fragrant bone soup noodles, he went straight to the third aunt's house with his schoolbag, urging the noble who had just started eating to hurry up, it was seven o'clock, and it should be late.

At the urging of Wang Yong, Gao Gui divided five by two, drank a bowl of porridge, picked up his schoolbag and pulled Wang Yong out of the door. As the head of the child in the village, the noble little head is the best.

No, just on the way to school for such a while, this guy didn't forget to play. As soon as I discussed with a few friends from the same village I met on the road, a big drama of the police catching the thief was staged.

You chased after me, and one by one tired and panting ran to a dilapidated blue brick house in the south of the school that did not even have a courtyard wall, Wang Yong stopped directly.

As if they hadn't seen it, the others passed by him with a smile and walked straight into the school, leaving Wang Yong alone to walk into the dilapidated house.

Wang Yong's primary school only has grades one to four, and the fifth and sixth grades have to go to another village, six or seven miles away from his home, to the so-called central primary school.

In his future self's memory, when he was a child, he would always rush to school early, and then rush to finish his homework in this dilapidated house with leaky wind and rain before class.

To be honest, although Wang Yong was an honest child in the eyes of teachers and classmates when he was a child, even girls were often able to cry their noses when they were bullied, but they were really not motivated in their studies.

It's so fun!

For example, it is called the four corners in some places, and it will be called the four corners in the future for convenience. Have you ever played it? Wang Yong's unique skill is to use his four corners to be close to the four corners of the opponent's ground to take away from the ground, often with a profit rate of seven or eighty percent.

There are also glass beads, this Wang Yong is not good at it. The one who is good at this is his fellow villager Zhongli! This guy can accurately hit the target from a distance of about ten meters, and the force is so great that he often knocks the opponent's glass ball into slag or even splits! Definitely a monster-level player!

What else is picking up galaha, picking up stones, throwing sandbags, jumping rubber bands, although it may not be very good, but Wang Yong definitely participates in everything, and does not pull the plenum.

What he is most proud of is the project that is strictly forbidden by almost all parents - tile throwing. Don't take it literally, tiles are rarely seen in their hometown, an ordinary small village in the north.

The tilling here is actually a kind of children's game, which is to make a bowl with thick sides and a thin bottom out of the red clay that can be found everywhere in the area, and then find a flat stone (most of the time it is the fallen stone monument in the village with the name and origin of the village) and throw it on the ground.

"Smack-"

Muddy spots splattered, and the thin bottom exploded, revealing a large hole. The two sides of the game compare who is bigger in the hole, and the bigger one can get the opponent's mud to fill their own falls.

In this very meaningful game, which exercises hands-on ability and intelligence, Wang Yong is often the big winner. It's just that the mud spots on my body when I go home are indispensable, which provokes my father or mother to be counted down and occasionally slapped in the face.

There are also pictures made with the front and back of the collected matchboxes and pictures bought from the commissary. This activity of courage and strength is what Wang Yong hates the most, he has been afraid of pain since he was a child, and when he saw his friends tirelessly covering their little hands, they slapped on the ground, and frequently used "iron sand palms" like self-harm, which was a toothache.

Looking at the dilapidated house in front of him, Wang Yong has been familiar with it for a long time these days. He came inside without listening, and asked aloud without looking:

"Gao Qiang? Where? You still can't copy it? ”

"This, this! Hurry up, why are you so late today, hurry up, it's time to ring the bell! ”

A sturdy little guy who was obviously a head taller than his peers showed his figure from behind the forging hammer, came to Wang Yong's side in a few steps, and began to take out his homework book from the satchel that Wang Yong was carrying without saying a word.

This kid's name is Gao Qiang, and he is from the same village as Wang Yong. It's just that Wang Yong and Gao Gui live in the middle of the village, Gao Qiang and the loyal who talks about glass balls very well, they live in the north of the village, and they usually don't wait for each other when they go to school, so it's hard to meet when they come together when they go to school.

This kid is Wang Yong's difficult brother, and he used to lie here to make up homework together during the morning self-study. Later, Wang Yong slowly thought of a good idea, and this feng shui treasure became a strong territory, until the school expansion was demolished here.

"Didn't I say you, didn't I tell you all my secrets? Why do you still get up early in the morning and run here to do your homework? It's a cold day, why don't you freeze to death! ”

"That's what you call a secret? Isn't it just a scribbling regardless of the answer? Do you still need to tell me? Besides, wouldn't that also delay time? ”

Come on, this bastard thing doesn't go to school, and the memory of the future also tells Wang Yong that this little friend who has copied homework every morning with him for more than two years simply went home after graduating from primary school and followed his father to start pulling bricks and selling bricks.

Later, it seemed that he felt that this industry was not promising, so he asked someone to enter a newly built small steel mill and became a steelworker. I just heard that because of the poor efficiency, the factory often failed to pay wages for several months.

"Alright, stop inking. Hurry up, it's past seven o'clock when we come out of the house, and now it's estimated that the bell should ring in about ten minutes, if you don't hurry, it's going to be over! ”

There was no answer, Gao Qiang's performance at this moment was better than any good child who loves to learn. Lying on a flat place of the forging hammer, he copied Wang Yong's homework book without raising his head.

And Wang Yong teased him leisurely from time to time, Gao Qiang, who was strong and strong and dominated in school, didn't dare to say anything because he had to ask him to copy his homework every day, and honestly took it as a deaf ear.

The second grade course is really not difficult for Wang Yong! Mathematics is multiplication and division, and there is a mixed operation of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, which is a difficult problem that can make people scratch their brains.

Lao Tzu is also a master who has studied XYZ equations and calculus and can't remember much, so it's difficult to make mistakes even if you want to do these pediatric things!

Adhering to the fine tradition of being a low-key person, Wang Yong did not show too much of a gap between him and usual. Of course, you also have to brush up your prestige from time to time and show your magical powers, otherwise how can you have the confidence to negotiate conditions with your parents and teachers?

However, during this time, Wang Yong's handwriting practice was good, at least he was upgraded from the realm of dog crawling to the realm of spider crawling, which can be regarded as obvious progress, which made him secretly excited for a long time.

Jingle Bell -

There was a ringing of an electric bell, which was the bell that represented the end of the morning self-study, and also made the duo in the broken house realize that it was time for class. When the bell rings again after ten minutes, it's time for class.

Hearing the bell, Gao Qiang's conditioned reflex was general, he picked up the homework books of the two of them and held them in his hands, and ran to the campus.

When the bell rings, it means that it may come early in the classroom, and the teacher who watched the early students go to self-study is leaving. Who wants to copy homework in a warm classroom with a stove?

As an additional note, at that time, in rural primary schools, early self-study was not required, unlike later, when classes were held at eight o'clock, and students were required to go to school for early self-study at seven o'clock.

Wang Yong unhurriedly carried his little hands behind his back, followed Gao Qiang leisurely from a distance, and walked into the Grange Primary School, which did not even have a courtyard wall, but only a row of six rooms.

Six rooms, one for several teachers' offices. From the Yuhong class to the fourth grade, there are only three teachers in total, and sometimes a young teacher who is a teacher training comes to practice, but this is extremely rare. Wang Yong has only met twice in five years on this campus!

Walking into the second classroom in the west, I saw more than 20 little Loli and little Zhengtai from Wangjiazhuang and Tianjiazhuang, where the school is located, who were already very familiar with each other, or studying hard, or discussing the encounter of the captain of the flag flag in yesterday's cartoon, and the playful ones were preparing to rush out of the classroom to go outside to spread the wind, a lively and vibrant scene.

"Hello students!"

Wang Yong was held behind him with one hand and the other held high, just like the great man on the city gate. It's just that the great man's shout was greeted by earth-shattering cheers, and what about him?

Big or small white eyes in one place!

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