Lin Zimu

Lin Zimu is in preschool, because the primary school here does not have a kindergarten.

Lin Zisen sent him to the door of the preschool classroom, and then returned to his own classroom.Lin Zimu was not afraid of strangers, seeing that the teacher was already sitting on the podium table, he shouted at the door: "Hello, teacher."

As soon as the voice yelled, the originally lively classroom fell silent, and everyone looked towards the door.

"Lin Zimu, come here." A child in the classroom shouted first.

"Zimu, come in." The teacher in charge was a woman in her thirties who was also from Village Yi, and of course she knew Lin Zimu.

"Thank you teacher." The small figure ran towards the child who had just greeted him: "Yang Youfeng, why did you come so early?"

Yang Youfeng was the same age as Lin Zimu, and Lin Zimu was born ten days earlier than him. Their fathers had a good relationship, and both were honest people in the village, so the two children played together since childhood.When the two were not born, they had made a baby kiss, but unfortunately they were both born boys, so the baby kiss didn't count.

"My mother went to the field early, so she brought me here first. No, I'll reserve a seat for you." As he spoke, Yang Youfeng kept looking back.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Zimu also looked back.

"Did you see the one sitting in the back, the one in the red dress?"

"I see, what's the matter?" Lin Zimu frowned, "This person is not from our village, so I don't know him."

"He is the son of the big boss." Yang Youfeng whispered in Lin Zimu's ear, "Do you know who donated money to build our school?"

"I don't know, what does donation mean?"

This Yang Youfeng scratched his hair: "I don't know either. My dad said that this school was built by someone else, that is, the school belonged to their family. It was the dad of the kid in red. My dad said their family was an upstart."

"What does it mean to be an upstart?" Lin Zimu didn't understand again.

"I don't know what it means to be very rich." Yang Youfeng explained, finally he knew something better than Lin Zi.

"Very rich people are called nouveau riche." Lin Zimu understood a little bit.

"Well, people who are rich and rich are called nouveau riche."

"Then I will become an upstart in the future." Lin Zimu made up his mind.

"Then we will be upstarts together in the future." Good brothers share blessings, but don't be friends when they are in trouble. "But that's not what I want to talk about. When I came to sign up just now, I saw him driving a small car."

"Little car" Lin Zimu couldn't imagine it.

"It's the kind of bumper car that is shown on TV, and people can sit next to it. I saw where he parked. I'll show you later." Yang Youfeng was full of envy.

"it is good."

After the report in the morning, the class teacher distributed the textbooks for the preschool class. After the textbooks were distributed, the report for the day was over.

"Come on, I'll take you to see that bumper car." Yang Youfeng's mind was full of that car.

"Okay." Lin Zimu put the book in his schoolbag and went out with Lin Yongfeng.

Yi Village Primary School has a bicycle parking lot, because there is only one school in four villages, and students who meet long distances need to ride bicycles.And the bumper car that Yang Youfeng was talking about was also parked there.

"This is the one, did you see it?"

The bumper car is very eye-catching in this place full of bicycles.The body is fiery red, 1.2 meters wide and 1.2 meters long, with only two front seats and a steering wheel.

"Does it look good?" Yang Youfeng touched the car, "I want to sit in and have a look."

Author gossip:

Good morning everyone, I went to the wedding yesterday, so I didn't have time to write, I have to go today