Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

That day, Yan Xiaoxiao went out to her grandfather's house after breakfast.

Yan Xiaoxiao's grandmother has also passed away. Her grandfather has six daughters but no sons. Her aunts are all married, so Yin Hongjun is the only one at home all year round.

Yin Xiu asked him to live with her, but Yin Hongjun disagreed. How could he live with his daughter? He felt that he was in good health and could take care of himself.

Grandpa's house was nearby, so Yan Xiaoxiao ran there in no time, and it only took her two minutes.

As soon as she entered the yard, she saw her grandfather eating breakfast under the persimmon tree in the yard. There was a radio on the table, and he was singing an opera.

"Xiaoxiao is here! Have you eaten?" When Yin Hongjun saw her, he forced a smile on his serious face.

"Grandpa, I'm ready to eat. Can I get some newspapers?" Yan Xiaoxiao knew that her grandpa always had the habit of reading newspapers.

"In the hut, get it yourself!"

"Okay!" Yan Xiaoxiao ran into the small house next to the main house. The house was full of miscellaneous items, and under a tattered table were piles of old newspapers.

Yan Xiaoxiao took three from it. When she found her grandfather again, he had finished his meal and was putting a handful of pills into his mouth.

Yan Xiaoxiao frowned. Not only did her grandfather have heart disease and high blood pressure, he also couldn't control his diet. He loved drinking and eating meat, and his blood lipids were also high.

After Yin Hongjun drank some water and swallowed the medicine, Yan Xiaoxiao spoke, "Grandpa, Grandpa! What's written on it?"

He handed a newspaper in his hand to his grandfather and pointed to an article and asked.

Without waiting for Yin Hongjun to answer, she asked again: "Grandpa, can you teach me how to read?"

"Oh, why do you want to learn to read?" Yin Hongjun wanted to refuse. After all, in the village, children start the first grade at the age of eight, and Yan Xiaoxiao is only five years old, which is really too young.

But when he saw his granddaughter's big, twinkling eyes, which were full of curiosity, Yin Hongjun changed his words.

Yan Xiaoxiao's face was serious. "I want to learn to read and become a top student! I want to go to the best university in the future!"

Yin Hongjun looked at the child, who was not even as tall as his legs, in surprise. He looked at him carefully for a while and laughed out loud. "Haha! Great! Our Xiaoxiao has ambition!"

He picked up Yan Xiaoxiao and said as they walked out: "Xiaoxiao, come with grandpa to the brigade headquarters. Grandpa will teach you how to read."

Yan Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously, but she felt a little embarrassed to be held in her grandfather's arms. She was also worried about the old man's health. "Grandpa, I'm grown up! Don't hold me, put me down quickly."

Grandpa put her down with a smile, and rubbed his waist when Yan Xiaoxiao was not paying attention.

I’m really old. I almost sprained my waist!

Yan Xiaoxiao and Yin Hongjun came to the brigade headquarters. Yin Hongjun first taught Yan Xiaoxiao to write her own name and let her practice by herself, and then quickly started to deal with some matters in the village.

The loud speaker conveys the latest documents, reads out who has received letters, who has packages sent, etc. Every time the postman puts these in the queue, people will come to pick them up when they hear their names being read.

Of course, if it is a parcel or remittance, there will only be receipts, and you need to take them to the post office in town to pick them up.

In her previous life, Yan Xiaoxiao would listen carefully to every broadcast during the holidays, hoping to hear her name. If she received a letter from a friend at that time, she would be happy for several days.

Later, with the advent of mobile phones, communication became more convenient, but gradually we lost touch. After getting married, I became a housewife, taking care of my husband and children all day long. I visited my relatives less often and had no friends anymore.

What I got in return was my husband's cold shoulder and my children's alienation. What's the point?

A trace of sadness arose in her heart. Yan Xiaoxiao lowered her head, held the chubby little hand, and secretly decided that she would not follow the old path of her previous life in this life, and she must live a different life.

Cheer up and continue to fight against your own name.

Looking at the crooked words on the paper that looked like a caterpillar crawling across them, she couldn't believe that they were written by her.

At first she was thinking about hiding her incompetence and deliberately writing ugly things, pretending that she had never learned anything. But the facts proved that she was overthinking.

This chubby little hand seemed to have a mind of its own. It wanted to go west instead of east, just like the rebellious son in the previous life. Yan Xiaoxiao felt very depressed.

"Pah!" A crisp slap.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you? Why are you hitting yourself?" Yin Hongjun looked at Yan Xiaoxiao's slightly red back of her right hand with heartache.

Uh, Yan Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly. She couldn't say that she mistook her hand for that rebellious son and couldn't help but slap it!

"Grandpa, this hand is disobedient!" He said this while deliberately showing an angry expression.

Yin Hongjun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He reached out and took the words written by Yan Xiaoxiao. He was a little surprised when he saw it. "Xiaoxiao, you remembered it after grandpa taught you once? It's well written!"

Although the handwriting was crooked, it was much better than that of a child who was writing for the first time. Yin Hongjun had an idea and picked up a pen to write five more words on the paper and taught them to Yin Xiaoxiao.

Sitting next to Yan Xiaoxiao and watching her writing seriously, Yin Hongjun was excited. This child will learn it after just one teaching!

An controlled his emotions and taught five more words. This time, after Yin Xiaoxiao finished writing, he asked Yin Xiaoxiao to take out a blank piece of paper.

"Di, the di of land!" Yin Hongjun stared at the tip of the pen. Yan Xiaoxiao wrote it down stroke by stroke, and the stroke order was correct.

"Heaven, the sky's sky!" Correctly written again.

"Wind, strong wind!" is still right.

When Yin Xiaoxiao finished writing the last word, Yin Hongjun couldn't help but pick up Yan Xiaoxiao and said in surprise: "Haha, my Xiaoxiao is a genius!"

He was very excited because for having six daughters and no sons, Yin Hongjun was bound to be talked about in the village. This made him grit his teeth and support his daughters' education. Except for the eldest daughter who was too poor to go to school at that time, the other five daughters at least graduated from high school.

Under Yin Hongjun's glowing eyes, Yin Xiaoxiao blushed in embarrassment. She was not a smart kid, she was just relying on the fact that she had lived one more life than others.

At noon, I took my grandfather back to the supply and marketing cooperative for lunch. He was alone, so he only had one bite to eat.

Although his three daughters all married people from the same village, Yin Hongjun was unwilling to go to his daughters' homes to disturb them. He always felt that it would be enough for his daughters to live their own lives after marriage. He had hands and feet, and was still in good health, so he could take care of himself.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked at the stubborn old man with heartache. Her grandfather had heart disease and always carried quick-acting heart pills with him. Later, her grandfather died of a sudden heart attack.

Yan Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and continued to eat. This world is different after all, because she is a variable, hehe!

"Why are you grinning? Eat quickly. I'll take you to change the medicine after you're done!" Mother's voice brought Yan Xiaoxiao's thoughts back to where they were.

Grandpa put down his bowl, refused his daughter's offer of more rice, and wiped his mouth. "Our Xiaoxiao is a genius, so smart! I taught her more than a dozen words today, and she remembered them after only one teaching!"

Facing her parents' disbelieving eyes, Yan Xiaoxiao straightened her body and said, "Of course, I want to be a top student in the future!"

The childish words made everyone laugh. When the two-year-old brother saw everyone laughing, he also laughed without knowing why.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked at her silly brother, drool running down the corners of her mouth, and turned her eyes away in disgust.

After dinner, grandpa went back. After Yan Xiaoxiao changed the medicine, Yin Xiu coaxed her brother to sleep and then hurried to school.

A month passed like this. The stitches on Yan Xiaoxiao's wound had long been removed, leaving a long pink scar. Her mother combed a strand of her hair and cut it short to cover the scar.

The school was closed on this day, for the busy farming season. Now, there are three holidays a year: busy farming season, summer vacation, and winter vacation. Later, the busy farming season and summer vacation were combined.

The faces of people walking on the street are mixed with joy and worry. In three to five days, wheat will be harvested. But every year at this time, it is also a rainy season, and every year, rushing to harvest is a big test.

The next morning, Yan Xiaoxiao was still learning to read with her grandfather. She sat quietly on the stool and wrote seriously. Yin Hongjun glanced at her from time to time, his face full of satisfaction.

"Red Army, Red Army!" An old voice shouted outside the door. Grandpa hurried out and came back with an old man with white hair.