Dabao heard that his parents were praising his sister, and he also stretched out his head to look. looked at my sister's upright words and compared the name of her own like a worm, and made a judgment, I admired my sister very much, but I was not convinced:

"Dad, my sister's name is so easy to write, there are so few strokes, my name has many strokes and it is difficult to write, no wonder the eldest girl learns to write names faster than me. If only I had a simple name, I'd write it. ”

Zhou's father was amused by his son: "Okay, okay, I'll give you a simple name, how about calling Monday, it's best to write." ”

Dabao couldn't hear that Father Zhou was joking, and believed it: "Really? That's great, I'll have to write my name later. ”

Zhao Yuzhen was angry and funny, and half-truthfully twisted Dabao's ears: "Stupid, I don't know when I will grow up." How can anyone call such a name, your father is teasing you, how can you take it seriously. ”

Dabao muttered dissatisfiedly: "I want to change my name, my name is too difficult to write, and there are too many strokes." ”

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

Early the next morning, Zhou Xiaoyun got up.

She put on one of the more fitting pieces of her dress, a skirt with polka dots, the hem of which reached to the knees. The short hair under the ears is neatly combed, the little face is cleanly washed, and the schoolbag is carried in the hand. It's still cute to look at yourself in the mirror!

Zhao Yuzhen brought breakfast to the table, and when the children were finished, she urged Zhou's father to send the children to school.

Zhou's father pushed out the bicycle, beckoned Dabao and Zhou Xiaoyun to get into the car, and took the child to ride to the nearby elementary school.

At that time, there were not many schools, and there was a primary school in several villages, and some schools had small students, only grades one to three, which were called "junior primary schools". Grades 1 to 5 are "Finish Elementary School". The school that Zhou Xiaoyun attended was one of the largest primary schools in rural areas. There are two or three classes in each grade from grades 1 to 5, and in addition to some substitute teachers, there are also several regular teachers who have graduated from teacher training. The faculty is very good.

I saw a few rows of tiled houses in the distance, and Xingwang Primary School was almost there.

Zhou Xiaoyun found that he was actually starting to get excited. It seems that as the body shrinks and the age decreases, he also begins to adapt to the life of a "small" child.

Zhou's father asked Dabao to go to the classroom by himself, and then took Zhou Xiaoyun to the first-grade classroom.

There are two classes in the first grade, which are next to each other. At the door of the first classroom stood a fierce woman in her forties, looking serious and old-fashioned with a straight face.

Zhou Xiaoyun panicked: No! The first-grade teacher in her previous life was this Teacher Huang, and she did not suffer less from this Teacher Huang.

Father Zhou stepped forward and asked, "This teacher, I brought my child to the first grade." ”

Teacher Huang frowned, looked at the man in front of him who had no cultivation quality, and was a little dissatisfied and spoke in a stiff tone: "What is the name of your child, and do you know which class it is in." There are two classes in the first grade of our school, I am in one (1) class and one (2) class is next door. ”

Zhou's father said in his heart that I don't know which class I am in, he first shook his head at Teacher Huang, and then said: "This one in my family is called Zhou Xiaoyun, I don't know which class I want to go to, or I ...... first."

Zhou Xiaoyun was a little anxious on the side, seeing that Father Zhou wanted her to stay in the class first, he interrupted Father Zhou's words anxiously: "Dad," it happened that she saw the uncle coming with Haizi, "Dad, look, the uncle is also here." ”

Zhou's father looked at Zhou Xiaoyun's hand, and saw Zhou Guofu coming over with his son Zhou Zhihai. Busy walked over with Zhou Xiaoyun.

"Big brother, you also brought Haizi to the first grade."

Uncle Zhou Guofu smiled and said: "Yes, your eldest girl is one year younger than our Haizi, since the eldest girl is in the first grade, I can't let Haizi play crazy at home." By the way, why don't you send the big girl into the classroom? ”

Father Zhou touched his head a little embarrassed and said, "I don't know which class to send the eldest girl to, there are two classes in total." ”

"Just let the eldest girl and Haizi stay in the same class, and they will have a good time in the future. Haizi is in class 2, you can send the big girl to class 2. Zhou Guofu proposed.

Father Zhou thought about it and thought it was a good idea, so he took Zhou Xiaoyun and Zhou Guofu to send the child into the classroom together. The children were instructed to be obedient in the classroom, and both adults left.

This is the treatment that only has on the first day of school, and after that, I will go to school and leave school by myself.

Zhou Xiaoyun liked the current teacher very much at a glance.

The teacher was a young man who had just graduated, probably in his twenties. Si Swen wears glasses, looks white and delicate, and is very comfortable to watch. His voice was very gentle, a standard Mandarin, and his pleasant voice made Zhou Xiaoyun a little intoxicated.

It seems that going to class will be a pleasure in the future, and who doesn't like handsome guys.

A lot of children came one after another, most of them were seven or eight years old, like Zhou Xiaoyun, who was six years old, and he was the only one. Some of these children are familiar with their own village, and some are from neighboring villages. The familiar got together early to play, and the unfamiliar exchanged names and had fun.

Innocent childhood! It's better to be a child!

Zhou Xiaoyun didn't have time to sigh and was pulled by Wang Jingjing from the same village to play.