Home of Rebirth

Anqiao Primary School is still an old principal over [-] years old, with thick old-fashioned eyes, wearing a dark blue Chinese tunic suit, tall and stalwart, although the speech under the national flag is long and boring, but he reads every word seriously , Every sentence is filled with his sincere feelings. The old headmaster is surnamed Guo. He single-handedly supported this elementary school in the poor Anqiao District. He himself has also sponsored many children from poor families to go to school. In this At school, other teachers may be there to support their families, but he really has the sincerity and enthusiasm of the older generation for the cause of education.

At least for Xia Yue, he still admires the old principal from the bottom of his heart.

It's just that although I admire it, it's really boring to speak under the national flag.

After listening for a while, Xia Yue began to feel drowsy. If he hadn't been standing on the playground, he would have wanted to lie down on the ground and sleep, just as the sun was still warm.

He is small, and he is the first one standing in the boys' team, but his sleepy eyes are dull and yawning, the head teacher is a bit shameful, the principal is still talking in front of him on the first day of school, so he has to quietly tell him He was brought to the end of the line again.

Xia Yue was very happy, just as he still thought of standing in front, the headmaster spoke with a loudspeaker to deafen his ears.

Just as he was thinking about it, he yawned fiercely again, his little hand was still covering his mouth, and his big eyes were sparkling and watery.

Xia Yue sniffed and put down his hands, turned his head and glanced casually, just in time to see Meng Huaiyuan and Chen Ze, standing at the back of the fourth grade team, looking at him with joy.

Xia Yue was stunned, and then smiled brightly at Meng Huaiyuan.

Meng Huaiyuan stared straight at him, the expression on his face slowly froze, and it took him a long time to feel relieved, and smiled at him, then raised his chin, motioning for him to stand and listen carefully.

Many years later, Anqiao Primary School no longer existed at that time, but Meng Huaiyuan always had a lingering image in his mind. On the playground of the primary school, little Xia Yue's body was covered with sunshine, black and soft. Her hair was gently lifted by the wind at the end of summer, her head was held high, her face was immature, but extremely beautiful, and she smiled at him with a mouthful of small white teeth.

After more than half an hour, the speech under the national flag finally ended, and the students of each class returned to their own classes in order, and the first class of the new semester officially started.

Xia Yue's class is morality class, the teacher of this class was originally to teach art, but what does it matter, primary school morality in this era, not to mention art teachers, even physical education teachers can teach.

Another drowsy 10 minutes passed. When class was over, Xia Yue watched many children rushing out of the classroom happily. He suddenly missed Meng Huaiyuan, so when the bell rang at noon, he immediately wanted to get something to eat. I went to look for him, but when I reached out to the desk hall, I couldn't touch anything.

On the first day of the new semester, Xia Yue lost two apples and a bag of biscuits.

Xia Yue thought about it for a while and thought it might be that the child was hungry, took the things away when he was going to the toilet after the third class, and started stealing things at a young age, either because he didn't learn well or because he was extremely hungry.

But no matter which one it is, Xia Yue doesn't intend to say anything, because if it's the former, even if the child doesn't learn well, what Xia Yue can do is nothing more than telling the teacher, and the place where he is now is the elementary school campus, if it is really found out The thing that the child stole may have a shadow in the child's heart for the rest of his life. As for the latter, the child who can be hungry enough to steal something to eat must be pitiful, so Xia Yue didn't want to pursue it, and he was too lazy because of such a little thing Go to toss something out.

In the days after rebirth, Xia Yue cherished every day. Although the life of the first grade was a little uncomfortable, he could still bear it, but there was only one thing he couldn't bear.

It was his mother who wanted to take him into the women's bathroom to take a bath.