In September 1999, I started kindergarten, straddle my second sister's gray schoolbag, and my sister took me to the garden. The class was on the second floor of a rented house, and there were many children in the garden, and almost all of them had beautiful school bags. I'm so sad about this, and I also want a fancy school bag, even though my mother said that I was also very beautiful. Vanity awakened, but since the last skirt was beaten, now the courage to ask for a schoolbag has not been re-plucked, and there is no confidence that I can get a new schoolbag from my mother. I felt a little frustrated on the first day. This frustration caused me to feel inferior to other children and afraid to play games with them. At that time, there were 6 tables in the class, and everyone sat around. I still don't remember who was next to me. The only thing I can remember is that there is a rocker in the class, and the children play with it after class, and the teacher is still watching over it. But I didn't dare to rush to play with them, and when they stopped playing, I mustered up the courage to sit down. But the seesaw won't go around, they can play, I can't, I hurt my self-esteem, but I don't dare to ask others what's going on, and my frustration escalates greatly. I was really unknown in the class, and the teachers didn't pay attention to me. The only time I got the teacher's idea was that there was a person in the class with a name exactly like mine, and the teacher added a note to us, calling her Kobayashi Fang and calling me Obayashi Fang, and these two names have been called for 10 years.

At first, I followed my sisters to school every morning and afternoon, and climbed the long stone staircase to the garden. At noon and in the evening, when school is dismissed, line up in the kindergarten first. Each village lined up together, and after the stone stairs were down, they lined up to go home. I, Huijuan, and Chen Bin are all from a group of Tongyuan Village. But then I didn't have to wait in line to get to and from school. Chen Bin's house is a little far away from me, living in those tiled houses at the head of the village, and his new home is being built, right next door to me. So soon we'll have a neighbor in plain sight.

One day after school, Mom and Dad hadn't come back yet, and the door was closed. I sat at the door and waited for my sister to come back from class. Who knew she didn't have the keys with her. She wants to cook a hot meal, go to school to study on her own after eating, and can't wait for her parents to come back. Just talk to us about how to get in. The only way to do this is to climb in through the window in the middle of the first floor. The windows are all lined with iron bars, just enough for a puppy to squeeze in. However, there was an iron bar in the window that didn't fit into the slot, and we bent it hard to form a triangle, and I slipped in. The windows were so high that my feet hurt. But it's good that the door is open.

In the golden autumn of September, the rice is drying on the balcony of the house every day, and my sister is busy harvesting the rice and rolling the rice mat every day after school. We lay our hands on the side and help her kick the two ends of the mat, otherwise it will be big and small on one side, crooked, fat, and the rope will not be tied enough. When we finish rolling, Mom and Dad will carry the mat back to the room to prevent dew when they come back. Drying rice is hard, but new rice tastes very sweet. Even the hens got bigger after eating the eggs that were laid by the new rice.

It's really fun for hens to lay eggs. Every morning I sat in the kitchen in the firewood, which was covered with paddy husks, and it was soft. If her hair suddenly stands on end, the egg will come out. When she was showing off, we would pick up the eggs and poke a small hole with our chopsticks and go up to suck the light. Egg whites taste better than egg yolks. But if you add a little lard to the fried egg, the yolk is better than the egg white. Usually we keep an egg in the nest for the hen, otherwise she finds that there are no eggs in the nest, and she will not lay it, because she knows that someone has stolen it. However, her arithmetic is too poor, and her heart and eyes are very good, and she is satisfied with one. Mom said that these eggs are actually babies. If it hatches, the chicks inside will run out. For a while, we had a lot of eggs, and my mother planned not to take the hen's eggs, and there were more than a dozen in the nest, and we couldn't alarm her when we put firewood, so we didn't put it in the firewood fence, so that she could hatch the baby with peace of mind. When she was eating, she was very anxious, and her mother felt sorry for her, so she scattered the millet on the side of her nest, and she could eat as much as she wanted. What a queen for 20 days

When the chicks break out of the shell, there is really a beautiful scenery in the house, and a group of yellow chicks follow closely behind the hens. If you chase them, the hen will run away with the baby, and if two or three of them fall behind, the hen will come back and chase after them. It's really a matter of recklessness. If I take the chick away, she'll chase me hard. The other chicks followed her and chattered. I became more and more naughty, and as soon as I closed the door, she was fluttering outside, and the chicks were crowing inside, which was really a mother-daughter connection. As soon as my heart softened, I let go of the chicks and grabbed a handful of rice for her to apologize.

Except for Chen Bin's family, who moved from the village to next to our house and became my visible neighbor, several other tiled houses were also slowly relocated to brick houses, just under the dirt slope of our house, on the side of the road. Our area is much more lively, and it's easy to play. The abandoned wooden house became a good place to play.

The happiest thing about the winter vacation is that Kobayashi Fang actually came to our community and joined the team of running a family. A few of our children guessed their relatives and friends, and each occupied a corner. Use tiles as pots, leaves as money, and weeds as vegetables. Buying vegetables, stir-frying, and having fun. Idle to play beads, because the ground is beaten in the soil, one by one, it takes a lot of skill and luck to play beads. Although the other party is close at hand, but affected by the pit on the ground, Zhuzhu still passes by, which is the "pit damage". Sometimes a few children go to another brick factory in the south of us to have a picnic, and everyone takes the fruits of the family, and the peanuts and melon seeds are spread on white paper to share.

Before the Chinese New Year, someone came to sell autumn pants, and my mother bought me one. This is my New Year's dress.

In the spring of 2000, the kindergarten was newly opened in the house school, a new class, although the location was a little wrong, closest to the toilet. Class up with 1 swing. I really like swinging, but there's a mute guy in the class who wants to snatch my swing when it's my turn. One time I didn't let it, and he kicked me. I cried, and the teacher scolded him. Unexpectedly, when I went back with Kobayashi Fang after school, he kicked me in the back again, so this kind of person, even if you can't bear to cut your love, don't provoke him.

Our new teacher's surname is Miao, and Mr. Miao is all-round, music, art, Chinese, mathematics, and what to teach. Her son's name is Yukun, and he is also in our class. There was an electronic keyboard in the class, and she wrote 1234567 on it, and his son swung the piano after class, and we watched from the side.

Once, Mr. Miao asked us to go home and draw a fish, but I couldn't draw it and cried, so my mother asked my second sister to draw it for me. She drew a red carp out of thin air, bent over, with scales one by one, and the tail slightly cocked. I like it very much, who knows that Yukun also likes it, the teacher asked me to draw another one, I had to say that it was painted by the second sister. My sister helped me once but there was no good result, and I carried forward her spirit and helped Yukun with no good result.

The teacher embarrassed Yukun every day and always asked him questions. Once Yukun didn't know how to pronounce Q, I saw his eyes swept towards me, I stretched out 7 fingers, he suddenly realized, read seven. I saved him, but his wife didn't thank me and told me not to teach him.

The first time I got vaccinated in the class, many children cried. Seeing that the enrollment of our group was shot in the arm and bled out. I looked so distressed from the side, not because I felt sorry for him, but because I felt sorry for myself. I wanted to refuse, but I couldn't leave the queue, and the nurses were all so big. In the end, I was forced to get a needle, but fortunately it didn't hurt very much, and I was a little happy, and I could be like my sister in the future, with a bean on my arm.

But I'm still too timid, once I went to school in the afternoon, I said I was going to be late, Chen Bin said no, and dragged Xiaolin Fang not to leave. I just went to school alone. When I arrived at the school, it was empty, and it was all in the classroom. I stood in the doorway and didn't dare to enter. Finally, the teacher opened the door and found me standing outside. There is also a return, the eldest sister did not eat, and my mother asked me to buy steamed buns and send them to the junior high school for my sister to eat. I was late for buying steamed buns, so I went to class first. When the teacher saw that I was late, he took the steamed bun and asked me to squat at the door and finish eating before class. I had to nibble on 2 steamed buns in front of the class. When I came home from school, my eldest sister said that I didn't eat steamed buns, so I had to admit it obediently.

In the past six months, my parents were busy hollowing out the back mountain a little, setting up a tent and surrounding a pigsty. My sister said that whoever is disobedient will let him live here. Haha, it's definitely not me if I'm so obedient. My younger brother sticks to my mother every day, which is the most annoying. But mom wouldn't put him in a pigsty.

After the pigsty was built, one weekend, my mother asked my eldest sister to take my younger brother, and she went to the village where my grandmother lived to sell pigs. The younger brother wanted to go out with his mother, but his mother had to tell him that if he didn't go, he would go to the neighbor's house to get something and come back immediately. My sister went upstairs to dry her clothes, and my brother and I were playing in the car. He kept talking about why his mother hadn't come back yet, so he planned to go to the neighbor's house to have a look. When I walked to the neighbor's door, I saw my mother waiting for the car on the side of the road, and it happened that the car came, so my mother hurriedly got into the car, and the car started. The younger brother chased wildly, ran downhill, chased the car, and cried "Mommy, Mommy" as he ran. My mother was too soft-hearted, so she asked people to stop the car quickly, and took her younger brother to buy pigs together.

When he came back in the evening, his younger brother came back in a pig cart, and he was still happy with the smell. The pig truck brought 3 piglets and lived in the pigsty.

When the summer vacation came, we continued to run a house, flipping the rat woman, or catching a spider and pulling it out of the leg, and seeing how many more strokes it could take, to figure out how old we could live. Or go play in the brick factory. Brick burning is a big project, almost all the men in the village do it, and almost everyone's father works in the factory. There are several positions for digging soil, driving, kiln firing, and moving bricks. Compared with the previous tiling, fathers don't have to work hard to pick up dried ferns to make forage, they can just buy coal powder.

Start by digging the soil, agree on a place to dig the soil, or buy the soil, or someone who is building a house just needs to dig the soil and drive a tractor to transport the soil. In the days when there were no bulldozers, people used to gather the soil into a dustpan with a hoe and then carry it to the car one by one. It's a lot of work.

When I arrived at the factory, I poured the soil into a big pit, and the machine ran it, mixed the pulverized coal and the diagram evenly, added water, and to a certain extent, sent a long strip from the extruder, like chocolate, from many strips to the board, and the cutting machine became a version of 15 bricks. The masters pulled aside and lined up on the platform to bask in the sun. First, the first layer rested like a row of dominoes. The second layer and the first layer are arranged in an X-shape, and they are also arranged diagonally, and there are about 4 layers in a row. Unable to withstand the rain, the workers pulled the large board cart and carefully pulled the bricks uphill to the kiln mouth high from the second floor of the ground.

There is always the smell of soot at the mouth of the kiln, because the bottom of the kiln is burning, the temperature is 1000 degrees, and a brick kiln can burn 3 large piles up and down. The bottom pile is already red, and the top one is still raw. The bottom is hot, and it is very hard to move bricks out, and my eyes are burned dry. There is only the smell of soot on the top, which is not hot at all, but the ventilation conditions are good. The brick movers, wearing yellow gloves on their hands, put the bricks on the shelves inside the kiln. If you put four pieces in the north-south direction first, the four pieces on the right side are in the east-west direction, and the south side is also in the east-west direction, so that the reverse is stable. The upper layer and the next layer should also be "reversed". Put about 8 layers as a pile.

When the bottom pile is cooked, it is necessary to change positions, with a mouth at the bottom of the kiln before and after, the person in front pulls, and the person in the back pushes. After the bottom pile is moved out, the top pile of bricks will be put down, and it should be stable when it is placed, and the left and right sides should be placed together, otherwise the bricks will fall out and the array will be crooked. Workers carry piles of bricks to nearby sites, and when it cools a little, they clamp the bricks to the ground and arrange them in piles. The clamp can just clamp 4 bricks, it doesn't matter if you don't have gloves to clamp once or twice, it is estimated that it will blister after clamping forty or fifty times, because it is not a light job to clamp 4 bricks all the time. There were a lot of piles on the grounds, and the adults told us to stay away from the brick piles. The just burned ones will be hot, and the cold ones will not be hot, but the bricks may fall down at any time, after all, they are naturally stacked, without guardrails, if they fall, we will have to smash a big bag on the head. It is not allowed to climb up, the brick pile stands up, swaying, and if you jump high from above, it is possible that the bricks will be sent, and even people will fall down with bricks. We tried once, jumping from one pile of bricks to another, and then the adults saw it and reprimanded it severely.

Actually, we don't like to play in the pile of bricks, this thing is hard, and the slightest knock will scratch the skin. We're just coveting the delicious taste of roasted sweet potatoes. There is a small mouth on the left and right sides of the front and back mouths, and a sweet potato is just placed. Without fire, the temperature is still high, and the sweet potatoes are only fragrant and tender, without burnt taste. And around three o'clock in the afternoon, around three o'clock in the afternoon, each family has a woman who takes turns to deliver snacks, and we can eat a bowl.

Growing up so big, except for the dumb and Chen Bin who bullied me, I went to the first grade with joy. Who knows, he was slapped on the first day.