Your will is ready, and your steps are light. - Hurlbut

Three months after the name change, I have adapted to the new name. Seeing that September is the beginning of the school season again, I often listen to my mother and father ask my third aunt which primary school I should attend.

On this day, Uncle Meng came to my house to drink tea and play military chess with my father, he probably also mixed with my father, the eldest brother is long and the eldest brother is short, and his mouth has not stopped. They chatted and talked about me going to elementary school, "Hey, big brother, recently our city built a private school, which is different from the previous public one, I heard that it is a fully closed militarized management, and Xiaopeng Peng will definitely be able to exercise when he goes to school there." "Although I have adapted to my new name, my parents, relatives and friends of this group of fathers are used to calling me by my nickname, so of course Uncle Meng still calls me Peng Peng.

The old father was hesitant to hold the tea, as if he was considering what Uncle Meng had just said, and looked up at his mother and asked, "Yanzi, have you listened to Meng Yu?" What do you think? Mom just washed the fruit and brought it to the table, and responded to my dad by the way: "I think it's okay, I'll ask the third sister if this school is reliable in a while." "I don't understand the nonsense of the adults, what militarization, what private and public gains, I will go wherever I am asked. After the New Year, I grew a year old, and I learned a lot of things in kindergarten, so it is not like I failed the entrance exam when I was in the village, and the first failure in my life was always a hurdle that I couldn't get over in my heart, and it was unforgettable, so that when I mentioned going to school, the first thing I thought about was the exam.

After a while, my mother came back after the call, she and her father didn't have much culture, so when it came to education, I took the two college students of the third aunt and the third aunt and husband as the leaders, and firmly believed that people could be admitted to the university must be outstanding. "The third sister said that he had heard of that school, and said that it is now a sensation in our city, and everyone has heard of it, but it is really less to send children, because private tuition fees are expensive, and the third sister said that our family conditions allow, and it is best to send them over, and the teachers are enough to use fewer children, and the quality of teaching is guaranteed." "Then let's do it, hey, old Meng, your commander is going to be gone." After saying the "pop", my father often plays military chess with his brothers at home, and I have also watched a few games next to them, and I probably know the rules, presumably this "pop" is my father's commander who blew up Uncle Meng with a bomb.

Uncle Meng bitterly hated: "Oh, my fate is not good, my battalion commander will also pull out a division commander from above, how can this be played, this is not counted, come again and again." "Dad, they drink tea and chat, and play chess as a supplement, so he is also happy to draw, but the task of playing chess falls to Uncle Meng, which can be regarded as a small punishment for his cheating. After that, they started talking about the mine again, and I listened to two sentences, and I couldn't see a reason for it, so they didn't talk about me anyway, and just concentrated on watching my "Digimon".

August 31————

I'll go to school tomorrow, and today my mom is going to take me to buy daily necessities for living on campus. Go downstairs and take a taxi, less than two minutes to the destination, our taxi does not play the meter, only go to the city, on the car is 5 yuan, but if you want to take a taxi out of the T area, you have to negotiate with the master, whether you can go or not, the driver has the final say, it is such a deformed market.

My mother took me to buy all the way: a washbasin, a footbath, a tooth bucket with new toothpaste and toothbrushes, and two towels to buy. I bought another bedding, which is said to be space cotton, which is the most expensive commodity in this shopping mall, but the price is never in our consideration, my mother usually has money in her hand, and my father left a handful for my mother before going to work. Our mother's mother carried the quilt in front, I carried two basins in one hand, I don't know why, I just think our mother is so embarrassed, maybe it's a bit like fleeing, in short, I think all the people on the street are looking at us, but my mother doesn't care, is she thick-skinned enough?

Naturally not, although it is inevitable that one or two people will be curious to cast a momentary gaze, but more people are busy, no one looks at us at all, everyone is looking at us is just my hallucination, I just feel uncomfortable for them to look at, the more exposed to people's eyes, the more uncomfortable I am, panicked, I always feel so ashamed, I want to go home quickly, or even if I am given a crack in the ground and let me get into it now, I will do it. At that time, I naturally didn't know anything about social phobia, and I couldn't notice my own symptoms. (1) Just try to keep up with your mother's pace so that you can finish shopping and go home quickly.

Mom stopped at a shop selling bags, put down the futon and waited for me: "Go, baby, Mom will buy you a suitcase for clothes." "I didn't know what a suitcase (2) was, so I didn't want to, but I was forced to go in. Seeing our mother and son coming, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile: "Come in, come, what do you want to pick?" Looking at the suitcase? Mom nodded, ignoring him, and looked up at herself. When I entered the store, I knew what a suitcase was, it was really worthy of the name, the walls were full of boxes, and there were a lot of piles on the ground, all of which were leather, mostly brown, old-fashioned, and ugly to death. "You take this down and open it for me to see." The shopkeeper took a pole with a hook on it, followed the direction of his mother's finger, hung the hook on the handle of the box, pushed it up, and slowly removed it.

Mom, opened each floor, took a look, and nodded: "How much is the boss?" "You can give 200 for this, look at this skin, these are all good materials, and they can be used." Mom bowed her head and asked me for my opinion, "Baby, do you think this is okay?" "Mom chose the kind of box that is ordinary and can no longer be ordinary, so I naturally can't look down on it, and I shook my head silently. Mom tried to point to the others: "What do you think of that?" Okay? I shook my head. What about this? Still shaking his head. Mom was anxious: "Then you can pick it yourself, which one of your photos will let the boss take it down for you, I'll rest!" After saying that, my mother sat on the stool and didn't do it.

The shopkeeper came up with a smile: "Children, why don't you like it?" I nodded, "And what do you want?" You tell your uncle, and your uncle will find you. "I...... I don't want leather. The shopkeeper glanced around, frowned, leather bags were in demand in that era, and the shelves were all leather, and suddenly he thought of something, turned around and walked into the back room, probably a warehouse, when he came out, he came out with a plastic green box: "Come, little boss, look at this?" There was a big inverted triangle label on the box, with a bullet and an arrow drawn on it, and I immediately thought, "Uncle, can this be bulletproof?" "I was in the grade of being obsessed with guns and guns, and the boss was stunned by my question, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth, knowing why I asked: "I haven't tried this, it should be possible, you see, isn't this marked." Seeing the mentally retarded conversation between the two of us, my mother was angry and didn't take her back on the side.