Chapter 3 Is It a Repeat of the Past?

The next day, my mother took me to school as usual, and there was no means of transportation at home. It was only 10 minutes from home to school, and my mother went with me because she was afraid of me.

"Do you remember what you said (yesterday)? Take good classes and don't give me trouble. ”

"You have to study hard, and only after you have knowledge can you be productive. It will be good to be admitted to university when the time comes. ”

"Don't listen to their nonsense, learning is important, you know?"

My mother chattered all the way, she had only been to school for a few years, and she was still swept by a literacy class. Later, her grandfather didn't let her go to school, and did his best to provide for her uncle's education.

She believed that knowledge could change her fate, and she couldn't go to school, so she put all her sustenance on me.

"Got it." I replied obediently.

She was about to leave at the school gate, and I grabbed her again.

"Can you send me to the classroom and you can go back to my place?"

When she heard my words, my mother's face changed, "I'm disobedient again, aren't I?" ”

I used to be like this, but when I got to the position, I started crying. But not this time, after all these years, I don't remember where the classroom is, let alone where the seat is.

"No, really, just send it to the location, I don't need you to send it to school in the future."

She eventually relented.

The first-grade classroom was right in the main door and turned left, and my place was on the right and last row of the third row.

There are not many people in the primary schools in the countryside, and I vaguely remember that there were fifteen or sixteen people in the first or second grade, and they were all from Liangjiagou.

By the third grade, there were too few people in several schools in the neighboring village to run them, and there were only 30 more people.

The first class was Mathematics, a class by Mr. Li Yuanshun. He doesn't like me, probably because I cry all the time.

I wasn't interested in listening to numbers from one to twenty, and he didn't care about me.

Although I was born again, I didn't feel too happy, but I just suffered another sin.

In the novels and TV series, those who are reborn and make a fortune and change their lives against the sky are all nonsense. What has become a generation of singers, the god of gambling, and what is the champion of the college entrance examination, which is competing for by many groups of famous schools, just think about it.

Since you have passed an ordinary life, it has been proved that you really have no ability, let alone being reborn once, even eight times or ten times, it is useless if you don't work hard.

As the bell rang for the end of class, the classroom was soon empty. I just lay down on the table and continued to think about my life plan.

I remember that the primary school classes were all half-day Chinese and half-day math, so the whole morning was Li Yuanshun's class, so I could play dead all morning.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't know how to change my current situation, no mobile phone, no network, no other way than to be safe.

"Liang Jin, your mother asked me to go back with you."

"Liang Jin."

"Liang Jin, come with us."

Actually, I don't want to be in groups, and I'm happy to see my childhood playmates again.

I just want to immerse myself in my own world, because I know that decades pass quickly.

Is it going to be repeated?

Without their kindness, we walked home in a group of several people.

On the left is Jiang Yalin in the second grade, on the right is Liang Zixuan, in front are Liang Xing and Liang Yue sisters, and on the far right is Jiang Yiyao.

I have a young generation in the family, and these people have sisters-in-law, sisters-in-law, and sisters. But I never shouted, and they didn't care.

Before parting, several people also made an appointment to go to school together in the afternoon.

"How good is it to be so obedient earlier, do you still use me to send you in the second half of the morning (afternoon)?" My mother was very happy to see that I had been honest for half a day.

At this time, even if I asked her to send me in the afternoon, she would not refuse.

Before my mother could cook, I ran to my grandmother's house.