To be honest, it was such a long time ago that elementary school students were divided into different classes from the third grade to the fourth grade. Huang Han really couldn’t remember who his classmates were in the third grade. Maybe he could only remember a little bit after meeting them.

It would be easy for an uncle to find Class 4 of Grade 3, but he would be dumbfounded when he entered the class.

Because I admired the ancient buildings at the school gate and felt a little emotional, and then looked at the building that was about to be demolished in the main hall of the original temple of "Liuyi Hall", I wasted some time.

When he arrived at the classroom, it was already close to the time for morning reading. The small classroom, which was filled with broken desks and small benches, was full of little heads. Huang Han didn't know where his seat was?

There shouldn't be any student who has been at school for nearly three years and still doesn't know where his seat is, not even those children with low IQs in the class. Of course Huang Han won't rashly ask himself where he should sit?

He observed silently and found that almost every seat was occupied. Only one seat in the middle second row was empty. Huang Han took it for granted that that seat should be his.

Huang Han walked directly to the middle of the classroom and sat down on his seat. However, 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, certainly understood. He looked at the little boy sitting next to him and couldn't remember who the child was.

No matter who he is, he is just a kid. Huang Han asked: "Where should I sit if I don't sit here?"

The little boy stood up. Huang Han saw the two bars on his arm 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 is ringing soon. Go back to your seat and sit down."

The little boy pointed to the seat occupied by Kang Jing just now and said to Huang Han: "Go back to your seat, and I will write down your name on the blackboard."

Huang Han was deeply impressed by writing down the blacklist, because as long as the class cadres and students on duty wrote down their names on the blackboard, they would not be able to go home early after school in the afternoon, and they would basically not run away if they were corporally punished.

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

It was just that they were separated into different classes after the fourth grade, and they didn't speak much for more than ten years. It was only after they got married that the two families gradually started to interact more with each other because of their wives.

It must have been the little girl named Kang Jing who was sitting in her seat gossiping with Xiao Qiang just now, which caused her to make a mistake in judgment. Otherwise, if she had looked left and right, she would have recognized Xiao Qiang when she saw her, and would have naturally known her location.

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

It wasn't that he had any intentions towards Xiao Qiang, his wife's best friend, but it was only then that Huang Han remembered that he could see everything clearly without wearing glasses.

It felt so good not to wear glasses. Huang Han secretly vowed that if he could do it over again, he would pay attention to the health of his eyes and never be a man with glasses again.

Huang Han finally sat down in his own seat and was confused about what to do next. Xiao Qiang, who was next to him, looked him up and down and suddenly said: "Huang Han, you seem to be different today from before."

Oh, it seems that the decades of getting along have not been in vain, you can see it all.

I don’t remember many of my classmates from elementary school. Xiao Qiang should be one of the few classmates who remains in my memory. In elementary school, Xiao Qiang was a little swan in the school, while Huang Han was probably an ugly duckling.

We can only talk about equality in words, but it would be foolish to really believe it. People are born with hierarchies.

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

The little girl is fair and fair, with big eyes that are twinkling, and her clothes are neat and have never had any patches.

She has pocket money and can often buy breakfast and snacks outside. Even if her academic performance does not meet the standards of top students, she is still among the top dozen. She should be Bai Fumei at this time.

On the other hand, Huang Han never saw a single piece of clothing without patches. He was always dirty. His grades were only comparable to those of the idiots in his class. Because of his stunted growth, he was no longer as tall as his peers. He was absolutely short and poor.

Reform and opening up were calculated from the spring of 1979. This calculation is actually not accurate at all. Huang Han believes that the most accurate calculation is from the time when the household contract responsibility system was fully implemented and farmers were completely liberated.

Because in fact, Sanshui County in 1981 was basically the same as before 1979.

The household contract responsibility system in Sanshui County only started in the autumn of 1982, and the real start of a new era of farm distribution to households should be calculated from 1983.

When Huang Han woke up, he was inexplicably transported to the 1980s that he had experienced. With the mentality of living a good life even for one day, he was of course calm and did not mind knowing that Xiao Qiang at this time looked down on him at all.

Face is not given by others but earned by oneself. Now I compare myself to others, and others have reason to look down on me. Besides, she is a very good-looking girl.

Huang Handao: "We meet every day, but I never feel that you are different? Why do you feel that I am different?"

Xiao Qiang became even more suspicious and said, "As soon as you opened your mouth, I felt that you were different even more?"

Huang Han didn't understand and asked: "What did I say? Why do you have so many feelings?"

"Haha, I understand. You reacted very quickly today and spoke in a precise manner. Yes, that's what it feels like!"

Huang Han had a dark look on his face. I never thought I had a speech impediment when I was a child! He asked, "Did I not even know how to speak before?"

"I can speak well, but I can't hear clearly."

"Then it shouldn't be my problem. You should go to the hospital to have your hearing checked."

"What do you mean, be careful I'll hit you!"

Huang Han was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that there was no such thing as campus violence in elementary school at that time. It seemed that the Five Lectures and Four Beauties had just been advocated. There were many people who used their fists to solve problems, and there were many little boys who were beaten until they cried by the little girls.

It seems that in the first and second grade, Xiao Qiang, who was half a head taller than me, was probably a more powerful character in the class, and her fighting power was enough to make her cry.

Huang Han couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When he was a child, he was so useless that he even lost in fights with girls. It wouldn't necessarily be embarrassing to lose, but he was beaten and cried and ran all the way home. The shame was thrown to his grandma's house.

Huang Han said: "Stop it, a pretty girl shouldn't be violent, okay? A girl must be gentle and sweet to make people feel bad."

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

"Am I right? It's not that I can't speak clearly, but that you have a hearing problem."

"No, I heard it clearly, but the words you just used are a bit special? Are violent tendencies, gentleness and pleasantness all idioms?"

Oh! That's it. Huang Han smiled and said: "The four words you can all be understood as idioms. Although it is not accurate, it should be half right."

"Hahaha, what you said today is so interesting, haha..."
Chapter completed!