On September 1, 2011, Baishi Town Central Primary School opened as scheduled.
Thanks to Shang Zhengxin's connections, Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao were assigned to the same class as they wished. As someone born and raised in Baishi, and a minor leader in the county education bureau, he certainly had these connections.
Meanwhile, since September 1st was also the start of the school year for Baishi Town No. 1 Middle School, Yunxuan couldn't find the time to send her children to school on their first day. So, Liuyue brought the two children by herself that day.
The relationship between the two families is getting closer and closer.
Chen Bing watched Liu Yue's retreating figure as she bought bamboo tube rice dumplings for Shang Yunmiao at the school gate, and silently thought to herself.
When Chen Bing returned to his alma mater after a decade or two, his thoughts were churning. He spent the first six years of his educational journey at this primary school, a place filled with his joy, his sorrow, his childhood, and his growth.
Just as I remember, the school gate is still lined with all sorts of stationery stores, breakfast shops, student activity centers, and more...
Student Home?
No, did student activity centers already exist in 2011?
I believe that not only Chen Bing, but most people who have been to such places would feel a deep revulsion towards them.
The so-called "student home" is essentially a place for temporary childcare and homework tutoring.
Once children enter second or third grade, as homework gradually increases, some parents choose to spend three or four hundred yuan per month to enroll them in such an institution. Every day after school, students go here and do their homework under the supervision and guidance of the tutors.
It's not that the existence of this institution is bad. After all, before the "double reduction" policy was introduced, it not only helped busy parents with low levels of education to supervise their children's homework, but also created jobs and boosted social and economic development.
It's just that, it's just that.
Chen Bing was bullied when she was born in this life.
It's not the kind of bullying where he was beaten or charged "friendship fees." The "bullying" here refers to the many "wonderful" nicknames he received here—"Love comes from the tutor."
I won't go into the specific nicknames or how they came about, lest you laugh at me. In short, this incident was somewhat of a childhood trauma for Chen Bing, which is why he doesn't have a very good impression of tutoring classes.
Although I endured countless hardships in my past life, I am now reborn with memories of the future. I am determined to shatter this heaven and make those who dared to underestimate and humiliate me pay a hundredfold price!
Just kidding.
Chen Bing wasn't that petty, holding grudges over trivial matters for a long time. In this life, now that he held the family throne, he would never set foot in that place again.
"Bingbing is gone. What are you looking at?" After hearing Liu Yue call her, Chen Bing immediately responded and then turned around to walk to her side.
"Want to eat this?" Liu Yue held up a purple bamboo tube rice dumpling and waved it temptingly in front of Chen Bing.
Chen Bing noticed that Liu Yue was only holding one, and Shang Yunmiao was also holding only one, so it was clear that neither of them had considered that she would actually want it.
As expected, after Chen Bing refused, Liu Yue said "Is that so?" while silently withdrawing her hand and taking a bite.
"This is very sweet and delicious. Isn't it, Yunmiao?"
"It's delicious, Aunt Yueyue."
After receiving Shang Yunmiao's reply, Liu Yue smiled even more happily. Holding Shang Yunmiao's hand in one hand and a snack in the other, she continued walking towards the school gate with a beaming smile.
Seeing this, Chen Bing could only sigh inwardly, and then happily followed the two into the school.
Today is the first day of school for all grades in elementary school. In addition to the older students, there are also many first-graders and their parents who have come to drop them off.
The Central Primary School has been around for quite some time. It existed more than 20 years ago when Liu Yue was still in primary school, but it wasn't originally located here. The new school site was only moved here two or three years ago.
The new school site is much larger than the original one, so Liu Yue was a little confused when she first entered.
However, following others is never a bad thing.
Following the crowd, the three of them successfully arrived at the place where the class list was posted.
Look, one, two, three, four, five, six, a total of six classes...
Six? Aren't there three classes?
Chen Bing temporarily suppressed her doubts and continued to follow Liu Yue, reading through the text on the list one by one.
Class 6 didn't have any, Class 5 didn't have any, Class 4... never mind, let's not pad the word count.
After searching for a while, Chen Bing found her own name and Shang Yunmiao's name on the list of Class One.
"You're in Class 1, come on, Mom will take you to the classroom."
By the time Liu Yue learned the two children's classes, she had finished her snacks. This freed up her hand to hold Chen Bing's hand, and then she led each of the children towards their classroom.
A boy and a girl, both well-behaved and adorable, one in each hand—it's such a blessing!
Filled with this sense of happiness, Liu Yue walked into the classroom.
Compared to my memories of my previous life, the classroom in this life seems a bit cramped. The old, large fan hangs high on the ceiling, spinning listlessly. As always, the walls are adorned with portraits of various celebrities and their famous quotes, interspersed with vibrant socialist core values.
On the wall away from the classroom door, pieces of glass are embedded in a mottled, rusty iron frame. The glass looks quite old; although it has been cleaned fairly well, it cannot conceal its age.
There were no multimedia devices in the classroom; only a large blackboard hung on the front wall. Compared to the later dark green blackboards and screens, this minimalist design felt somewhat unfamiliar to Chen Bing.
I remember in the second semester of second grade in my previous life, after we moved to a new school building, these old-fashioned blackboards disappeared without a trace.
This is a classroom that was used in our country for more than ten or twenty years before the arrival of a new era. At first glance, it has a strange sense of nostalgia.
At this moment, a middle-aged female teacher, around thirty years old, was sitting on a makeshift stool on the podium, registering each student who was lining up.
Because there weren't many people ahead of them, it was soon Liu Yue and her two companions' turn.
Upon seeing that Liu Yue was dressed quite well and behaved relatively politely, they assumed she was from a wealthy family and became more amiable as a teacher.
Are these two your children who came to report for duty?
"Yes, they all belong to my family."
Upon hearing this, the female teacher smiled and continued, "What are your names? I'll register them."
"Shang Yunmiao and Chen Bing."
Different surnames?
Out of curiosity, the female teacher asked a casual question while looking for two names on the list.
"Both children are in first grade, are they twins?"
Hearing this, Liu Yue realized she had misspoke. The question "Are they all your children?" meant "Are they all your children?" not "Did you bring them to register?"
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