To be honest, it's too long, the third grade of primary school will be divided into classes from the fourth grade, Huang Han really can't remember who the third grade classmates are, it is possible to remember a little bit after meeting.

Of course, it is easy for an uncle to find the fourth class of the third grade, but he is dumbfounded when he enters the class.

Because I admired the ancient buildings at the school gate, I felt a lot of emotion, and I looked at the building that was about to be demolished in the main hall of the original temple of the current "Liuyi Hall", so I delayed some time.

When he came to the classroom, it was close to the time of morning reading class, and the small classroom was full of small heads in the small classroom, and Huang Han didn't know where his seat was.

There shouldn't be any student who has been in school for nearly three years and doesn't know his seat, even the few children in the class who are not full of IQ will not be like this, of course Huang Han will not rashly ask where he should sit?

He silently observed, and found that almost every position had a master, only there was a seat vacant on the side of the second row in the middle, and Huang Han took it for granted that seat should be his own.

Huang Han walked directly to the middle of the classroom and sat down on his seat, but a little boy next to him rolled his eyes and said in a rough voice: "Huang Han, what are you doing sitting here?"

It was obvious that his guess was wrong, Huang Han, an uncle who had been working hard in society for almost thirty years, of course understood, he looked at the little boy next to him, and really couldn't remember who this child was.

Regardless of who he was, just a little kid, Huang Han asked rhetorically, "Where should I sit if I don't sit here?"

The little boy stood up, and Huang Han saw the two bars pinned to his arms, and immediately understood in his heart that this child was still a class cadre and should be a good student in the traditional sense.

I only heard him say: "Kang Jing, the bell will ring immediately, go back to your seat and sit down." ”

The little boy pointed to the position Kang Jing had just occupied and said to Huang Han: "Go back to your seat, beware that I write your name on the blackboard." ”

Huang Han was impressed by the blacklist, because as long as the class cadres and students on duty wrote down their names on the blackboard, they didn't want to go home early after school in the afternoon, and they basically didn't run away after corporal punishment.

Huang Han got up and walked to his seat, and immediately recognized a classmate, who was his third-grade colleague and neighbor who lived in the same alley, and later was one of his wife's classmates and best friends - Xiao Qiang.

It's just that the classes were divided after the fourth grade, and they haven't spoken much for more than ten years, and it was only after they got married that the relationship between the two families gradually increased.

Just now, it should have been the little girl named Kang Jing who was sitting in her place and gossiping with Xiao Qiang, which led to her own misjudgment, otherwise she would have looked left and right, and when she saw Xiao Qiang, she would recognize her, and she would naturally know her location.

There's a wonderful feeling that arises spontaneously, don't get me wrong.

It's not that he has any intentions for Xiao Qiang, his wife's best friend, but Huang Han only then remembered that he was able to see everything clearly without glasses.

It feels good not to wear glasses, Huang Han secretly swore that he could really do it all over again, he must pay attention to the health of his eyes, and never be a man with glasses again.

Huang Han finally sat in his own position, and was at a loss as to what to do next, Xiao Qiang next to him looked him up and down, and suddenly said, "Huang Han, you seem to be different today than before." ”

Yo, it seems that we haven't been together for decades, and we can see it.

The classmates in elementary school didn't remember a few, Xiao Qiang should be one of the few classmates who remain in the memory, Xiao Qiang in elementary school belonged to the little swan in school, and Huang Han should be an ugly duckling.

Everyone is equal and can only be talked about, it would be too stupid to really believe it, people are born into grades.

Xiao Qiang's parents are both cadres, and the department she works in is very popular, and the economic conditions should be quite good in Sanshui County.

The little girl was white and clean, her big eyes flickered, and her clothes were neat and tidy, and there were never patches.

She has pocket money, she can often buy breakfast and snacks outside, even if her academic performance does not meet the standard of top students, she also belongs to the top ten ranks, and it should be Bai Fumei at this time.

On the other hand, Huang Han has never seen a piece of clothing without patches, dirty all day long, his grades can only be compared with the fools in the class, and because of stunted growth, he can't compare to his peers, and he is absolutely short and poor.

Reform and opening up began to be calculated in the spring of 1979, and this calculation was not accurate at all, and Huang Han believed that the calculation was most true from the time when the comprehensive implementation of the household responsibility system for the production of goods completely liberated the peasants.

Because in fact, the county town of Sanshui in 1981 was basically not much different from that before 1979.

Sanshui County's household responsibility system for the production of goods was only started in the autumn of 1982, and the real division of land into households and the beginning of a new era should be calculated from 1983.

Huang Han woke up inexplicably to the eighties he had experienced, in the spirit of living a good life even if he lived a day, of course, calmly, knowing that Xiao Qiang at this time looked down on him at all and didn't mind.

Face is not given by others but earned by yourself, and now I compare others to the sky and the earth, and people have reason to look down, and they are still a girl with a high appearance.

Huang Han said: "When we meet every day, I never feel that you are different, why do you think I am different?"

Xiao Qiang became even more suspicious, and said, "As soon as you open your mouth, I think you are even more different?"

Huang Han didn't understand and asked, "What did I say, why do you feel so much?"

"Haha, I understand, you reacted very quickly today, and you spoke clearly, yes, that's how it feels!"

Huang Han's face was black, I didn't realize that I had the experience of language barrier when I was a child!

"I can say it, but I can't hear it clearly. ”

"Then it shouldn't be my business, you should go to the hospital to get your hearing checked. ”

"What do you mean, beware of me hitting you!"

Huang Han was stunned, and suddenly remembered that there was no such thing as school violence in elementary schools at this time, and it seemed that the five stresses and four beauties had just been advocated, and there were many people who waved their fists to solve problems, and there were many little boys who were beaten by little girls to cry.

It seems that when she was in the first and second grades, Xiao Qiang, who was half a head taller than herself, should be a more powerful character in the class, and her combat power was enough to make her cry.

Huang Han couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his childhood self was too sloppy, he even lost the fight with the girl, and he might not be ashamed to lose, but he was beaten and cried all the way home, and he was thrown to his grandmother's house when he was embarrassed.

Huang Han said: "Stop, a beautiful girl shouldn't be full of violent tendencies, okay? Girls have to be gentle and cute to make people hurt." ”

"What, what, what did you just say? Say it again?"

"I'm not wrong, it's not that I can't speak clearly, it's that you have a hearing problem. ”

"No, I heard you clearly, but the words you just used were a little special? Are violent tendencies and gentle and lovely idioms?"

I see, Huang Han smiled: "You can understand the four words as idioms, although it is not very accurate, but it should be able to get half of it right." ”

"Hahaha, you're talking so much today, haha......"

When she was a child, Xiao Qiang's laughter was very low, and when she grew up, she smiled backwards and forwards at this time.