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At the beginning of spring, there is also a lot of greenery in Hehui Township, the snow on the ground has melted clean, and at a glance, there is a gray Gobi Desert and bare stone mountains in the distance.

Only around Hehui Township there are so many circles of green, there are really not many books that can be grown in Xinjiang, and in the whole township, eighty percent of the books are poplar trees, a small part are birch trees, and willow trees and elm trees. Of course, there are also many fruit trees, such as apricot trees, apples and so on.

March is not yet the time of spring.

But it was time for the children to go to school.

The start of school on March 1 seems to be a uniform practice across the country, and it is almost the same everywhere.

Wang Hengxiao went to school with his father that day. His father rode a bicycle and took him to the three teams of central primary schools three or four kilometers away, which is the largest primary school in Hehui Township, in fact, there are two primary schools in Hehui Township, and this central primary school is selected in the center of the township, which is suitable for children from several surrounding villages and teams to go to school.

Moreover, this is a mixed school of Han and Uyghur.

That is, as the saying goes, a bilingual school.

The third team is one of the teams with a large Uyghur population.

Wang Hengxiao sat on the back seat of the bicycle, and when he entered the third team, he saw the same scene in his memory when he was a child in his previous life, this is the only oil road in the township, which leads directly from the brigade to the third team, connecting to the national highway, with tall poplars and willows on both sides! Not far from the road are two canals, which are the communication lines for the farmers below to cultivate their land for irrigation, and the willows and elms are planted on both sides of the canals.

The houses on the roadside are all low old adobe houses, the walls seem to have weathered and will collapse at any moment, and there are wooden stakes for tethering cattle and sheep at the door, and cow and sheep dung are everywhere.

Groups of Uyghur children are running around, and a small number of Han and ** children are added to it. Today is the first day of school, and eighty percent of the children are running to school with their school bags on their backs.

"There are a lot of Uyghurs here, you should be careful when you go to school in the future, and go with Tang Peng and the three sisters of the Pang family who work in my house, and those Uyghurs won't dare to bully you if there are too many people, you know?"

When he arrived at the school gate, his father whispered to Wang Hengxiao.

Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "I know, I told Tang Peng yesterday. ”

Pang Dong and them, Wang Hengxiao has not had a chance to contact at this time, the family has been busy with geographical work for half a month, and the three sisters of Pang Dong naturally tied their parents to work in the field together, while Wang Hengxiao was training his apprentice and Li Zi and Xiaoyun. At this time, Wang Hengxiao went to school, so he ordered the three of them to go to work in the field.

Later, Donald Duck also rode a car with Tang Peng.

The uncle of the Pang family has not yet contacted the school, and he has been very busy in the field recently, and he may delay for a few days before he brings his children to the school to contact. After all, he just came from his hometown, and everything is not familiar with Xu, but Wang Daodao, as the boss, has the obligation to help.

The school is also like the touch in Wang Hengxiao's memory, but it seems to be more dilapidated, perhaps because the memory is too long.

This school is the central primary school in Hehui Township, and ninety percent of the school-age children are going to go to school here. So there are several hundred, plus the minority class, maybe four or five hundred.

The beginning of the school period is the most lively time, there is a winter vacation, everyone is crazy to play, at this time to gather together at school again, it is natural to have a lot of fun, many children gather together to play. Wang Hengxiao followed her father to the middle office and found the dean of academic affairs.

Tang Peng went directly to the class with his father, he went to school here last year, and this year is the second semester of the first grade, so it is reported according to the normal procedure. Wang Hengxiao is a transfer student, I talked to the principal before, the principal agreed, come and say it again at this time, and you can go to class.

However, the tuition fee is a little more expensive than that of a normal student.

The principal's surname is Zhang, a middle-aged uncle who is slightly blessed, with local characteristics on his face, obviously from a nearby peasant family, and is more polite to Wang Daodao and Wang Hengxiao, so he directly arranged the class and went to the third class of the first grade.

There are about 100 students in the first grade, and there are three classes in total. This era is the era of the strictest hierarchical division, and the students are directly divided into grades within the school, and the group with the best learning is in a class, the middle is in a class, and the worst is in a class. ,

The third class is the worst class.

Tang Peng, in the second class.

The higher the grades, the smaller the number of children, because many children in the neighborhood do not go to school until the fifth or sixth grade, and some do not go to the second grade, and the school sends people to do the work, and there is no way.

As a result, the number of students in the sixth grade is almost half or more than half of that in the first grade.

Wang Daoguo also inquired about these doorways in the school, and hurriedly asked: "Principal Zhang, the children in my house are the first in the exam in my hometown, can you arrange them to be in the first class?" ”

Principal Zhang smiled and said, "Now the third class will get used to it, if it is suitable, I will make arrangements." ”

There are many migrant workers in Hehui Township every year, many of them are still dragging their families, children go to school is a problem, Principal Zhang often receives some transfer students, such as Wang Daodao, who has a hukou, it is easy to say, but some outsiders who do not have a hukou are more difficult to do.

In this regard, Principal Zhang is a good principal, and he sincerely thinks about the children from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe, that's good, I'll trouble the principal in the future, then we'll go, and there are still a lot of things in my house."

Wang Guoguo is not reluctant, since the principal has an arrangement, then let it be, his confidence in Wang Hengxiao is not a little bit, when he went to school in his hometown, he took classes for a few days in a semester, but he still took the first place. According to the general perception that the quality of teaching in Xinjiang is slightly lower than that in Xinjiang, the outstanding students in the hometown are 100% top students in Xinjiang.

Top students in the mainland...... In Xinjiang, it is invincible.

Of course, this is all a joke.

Wang Hengxiao is disdainful of this, he doesn't care if he has a good class or a bad class. In fact, in my heart, I prefer to go to a bad class, because this is consistent with the life trajectory of my previous life. As a result, I was unexpectedly on a bad shift.

When I came to the third class of the first grade with my father, a female teacher at the door was taking a roll call.

This is the first-grade enlightenment teacher in Wang Hengxiao's memory, Tong Xia! During that period of life in his hometown, whether it was in his previous life or in this life, Wang Hengxiao did not have much memory of the school, so he regarded the school in Xinjiang as his enlightenment life, and Teacher Tong was his enlightenment teacher.

"Hong Yuan ......"

"Here!"

There was a long line of students with school bags at the door, and when Teacher Tong read the name of a person, the student stood up and entered the classroom and took his seat.

Hong Yuan!

Wang Hengxiao's ears moved when he heard this name, and when he looked over there, a boy who was obviously taller than other children stood up with a schoolbag on his back, walked to the classroom, and played with a few boys around him.

This sunshine boy is one of Wang Hengxiao's sworn friends in his previous life.

Hong Yuan!

Elementary school and junior high school are in the same school, and when you live in junior high school, you live in the same dormitory for three years.

The real ones are the sworn friends who have fought together, dug out the bird's nest together, fought with the mud together, and climbed over the fence together.