A Lucky Coin

Today is the last day of kindergarten in the first grade of junior high school. My mother said that I will no longer go to kindergarten and go to elementary school.

I didn't have any idea about elementary school in the first grade, I just felt a little scared.

Every time it was the elementary school students in the next building who robbed him.

For the first grade of junior high school, elementary school students are bullies.

They are all taller and stronger than themselves, and they have a sense of superiority as elementary school students. When they see him, they will look at him with disdain: "It's in the kindergarten."

Although I will soon be a primary school student, I don't feel that I can gain the energy of a primary school student in the first day of junior high school, nor do I feel that I can compete with the primary school students in the next building.

"On the first day of junior high school, is your grandma or your mother picking you up today?" Teacher Xiaoguo walked to the side and asked.

"No, no, I don't know." The first day of the junior high school replied very quietly.

He has been squatting at the entrance of the kindergarten for a long time, and almost all the children in his apple class have left, leaving only him and two other children whose parents have something to come later.

"Stuttering!" A kid named Xiaoyi ran out and shouted at him, then turned and ran back to the classroom.

"Don't say that, kid!" Teacher Xiaoguo went in and stopped Xiaoyi, "Did the teacher tell you not to do that? It's very rude!"

"He just stutters! I'm not wrong!" Xiaoyi was very unconvinced, "He stuttered when he was a child, he stuttered when he grew up, and he will always stutter from now on!"

Teacher Xiaoguo was still educating Xiaoyi. She didn't listen to what they said on the first day of junior high school. She took a small leaf and lowered her head to sweep it back and forth on the ground.

A little ant crawled in front of him, he stretched out the leaves, the little ant climbed onto the leaves, he stood up and walked carefully to the next flowerbed and put the leaves on the soil.

He didn't have time to see whether the little ant went down successfully, because the kid who told him to stutter suddenly ran past him and pushed his back.

"Mom!" After Xiaoyi pushed him, he continued to run forward and shouted.

"Hey, how can you play with children like this," Xiaoyi's mother said, "You can't push children casually... Come, say goodbye to Teacher Xiaoguo."

"Goodbye, Teacher Xiaoguo." Xiao Yi waved to the teacher Xiaoguo who came out, and followed his mother.

Teacher Xiaoguo saw him when he was struggling to get out of the flower garden on the first day of junior high school.

"How did you get there?" Teacher Xiaoguo sighed, squatted down and patted his pants, "Look at the dirt, your grandma will come to pick you up later, and you'll have to scold him again."

Looking down at my muddy pants on the first day of junior high school, I was a little scared.

After Teacher Xiaoguo walked away, he quietly walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, reached out to catch the water and wiped it on his knees.

The yellow mud was hard to wash off, and when his grandma finally came to pick him up from the kindergarten, a large piece of yellow mud had soaked up his trouser legs.

"Are you out of your mind!" Grandma got angry when she saw it, and came over and slapped him on the head, "I don't know if it's dry, pat it off and then wash it!"

"Grandma in the first grade of junior high school!" Teacher Xiaoguo ran over, "How can you beat a child like this!"

"Then shall I beat you!" Grandma stared at Teacher Xiaoguo, "My child was covered in mud when he was put here! No one cares if he gets wet from washing!"

"I thought he was washing his hands. He had already washed his pants wet when he came over," Teacher Xiaoguo said, "I wiped them with a towel for a long time..."

The first day of junior high school is very scary. When grandma is angry, it is especially scary. Grandma has already taken off her clothes once in the kindergarten. She put them on when the police came. Now seeing her staring at Teacher Xiaoguo, the first day of junior high school is very worried. She will take off her gown again.

He grabbed grandma's hand and dragged him to the kindergarten gate.

"What are you doing!" Grandma waved her hands, "Aren't you short-hearted!"

On the first day of junior high school, he staggered and sat down on the ground.

"This kid graduated from kindergarten today!" Teacher Xiaotang ran over from another classroom, "Grandma, can you let this kid have some good memories!"

Teacher Xiaoguo came over and picked him up from the ground.

The surroundings became very quiet. On the first day of junior high school, I could see Teacher Xiaotang arguing with my grandma, and I could also see Teacher Xiaoguo talking to him with red eyes.

But he couldn't hear.

His mind is full of the performances of the children today, singing and dancing, and he is clapping beside him.

He didn't want to hear clearly either, it was fine if he couldn't hear anything clearly, and he wouldn't be afraid.

But when grandma walked home with his collar in his hand, he couldn't think about anything else, because every time grandma swore, the arm holding his collar swung, and he was staggered all the way. Yes, I still have to hold his schoolbag.

It would be great if he could grow taller, so grandma wouldn't be able to walk with his collar on his shoulders.

When I got home, my mother was cooking in the kitchen, and when she heard them coming in, she immediately yelled, "Why is it taking so long!"

"Do you still think it's been a long time?" Grandma said, "If you forget it for a long time, he won't come back tomorrow!"

On the first day of the new year, I lowered my head and squeezed into the kitchen from my grandma's legs, and looked into the vegetable sink. The vegetables hadn't been washed yet, so I stood on tiptoe and started to wash the vegetables.

"I don't even know how to roll up my sleeves!" Grandma came over and slapped him, "Wash, wash! Wash your brains!"

On the first day of the junior high school, he quickly squatted down and hugged his head.

Grandma hit him wherever she could.

It hurts, but in the first day of junior high school, I feel that this is much more comfortable than my grandma arguing with the teacher in the kindergarten.

Grandma beat him a few times to get angry, then went back to the living room to watch TV, and continued to wash vegetables on tiptoe on the first day of the junior high school.

Washing vegetables is very fun, you can play with water.

He especially likes watching the thin stream of water from the faucet dripping on the vegetable leaves, splashing, and splashing when it drips on his arms.

"When you get rich, buy a swimming pool for yourself, don't waste the water from our poor family here," my mother said beside me, "How unlucky you are, you were blind when you were reincarnated, and you didn't live in a good family."

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't dare to speak, and I didn't dare to look at my mother, staring at the vegetable leaves and continuing to wash.

Get rich.

To get rich is to have a lot of money.

100 yuan?

Or 1 million yuan?

... He seems to be confused about whether it is more than 100 or more than 1 million.

But it doesn't matter, if you have a lot of money, you can't spend it all, and you can buy a lot of delicious food... What to eat?

On the first day of junior high school, I was washing vegetables and thinking about it for a long time, but I didn’t know what I wanted to eat. Anyway, as long as it’s not home-cooked, it’s fine.

The dishes made by my mother and grandma are not delicious.

If you have a lot of money, can you go to another home, where there is a person who cooks a lot of delicious food.

He can eat whatever he wants, although he doesn't know what he wants to eat now, but when he has money, he should know.

After getting rich, you can still travel.

Where are you going to travel?

Chu lifted up the washed vegetables to let the water flow out from the leaves. They should have been placed in the vegetable basket, but the vegetable basket was crushed by grandma when she was angry, so she had to hold it.

Water trickled down his arms and into his clothes.

A little cold.

After eating, I left the house on the first day of the junior high school.

After graduating from kindergarten, he doesn't have to do homework now, and he won't be scolded for not being able to write something like copying new words or doing arithmetic problems.

Nice to graduate.

On the first day of junior high school, he happily jumped down the three steps and ran out of the corridor.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into an uncle upstairs, and he quickly lowered his head to the wall.

"Yo, the first day of junior high school," the uncle glanced at him, and took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, "Do you want to eat it?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he could tell it was a piece of chocolate, because he liked eating chocolate very much. My aunt bought it for him and it was delicious. Unfortunately, I didn't have to eat it until I saw my aunt.

He is very happy when he thinks that he likes to eat chocolate, and he can buy a lot of chocolate when he has money.

"Want to eat?" Uncle handed the chocolate to him.

On the first day of the new year, he shrank a little to the corner. He didn't like this uncle.

There are many neighbors in the building that he doesn't like, they like to laugh at him for stuttering.

"If you say something, I'll give you this piece," said the uncle.

Chuyi shook his head and closed his mouth tightly.

"Don't you want to eat?" Uncle asked with a smile, "Your family doesn't usually buy you snacks, does it?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't make a sound, and lowered his eyelids to look at his shoes.

There is a hole in the toe, and the sock can be seen.

The hole wasn't that big, but today when he was squatting in the kindergarten waiting for someone to pick him up at home, he dug it and it made the hole bigger, scaring him so much that he covered it with his hands for a long time.

"Stop teasing him," the neighbor's aunt came over at this moment, "This kid is almost making his grandma fool him, but he's still teasing him."

Looking at their feet, seeing them walking into the corridor, he immediately turned around and ran out quickly against the wall. In the middle of the run, he kicked a bag of garbage thrown by someone at the bottom of the wall, which scared him almost to death. Take a fall.

He ran all the way to the river before he stopped.

Some of the street lights by the river were on and some were dark. He walked along the road for a while, found a stone bench with a darkened street light, and sat on it.

No one can see him, and he feels safe now.

Grandma didn't like him running around very much, saying that he would run into human traffickers who would catch him and sell him.

I have been looking forward to the first day.

Waiting for a human trafficker to appear, he will definitely not run away, let the trafficker catch him, and then sell him to another place, so he can travel.

But grandpa said that the traffickers would goug out the eyeballs first, in case the children could see the road and run away.

When I thought of this in the first day of junior high school, I was a little hesitant. I raised my hand and touched my eyes. If I couldn’t see it, traveling would be meaningless.

But he didn't particularly believe this, he shook his foot, traffickers want to catch children to sell, who wants to buy blind children.

Grandpa must have scared him.

Two people came over in the distance, Chu Yi suddenly became a little nervous, stopped shaking his feet, and turned his head to stare at the figure over there.

Is it a trafficker?

two?

Will you take yourself away?

It wasn't until the two people approached with laughter and fuss, that it was not clear that they were two students in high school uniforms on the first day of junior high school.

High school.

It's a very high school.

Much higher than elementary school, much higher than kindergarten.

On the first day of junior high school, he jumped off the stone bench, turned around and ran to the wall behind him, and stood behind a tree. This kind of position with the wall behind him and the big tree trunk in front of him made him feel at ease.

He pressed against the tree trunk, only showing one eye to look at the two high school students.

They looked happy and were laughing all the time.

The first day of junior high school is very envious of them.

From the perspective of the first day of junior high school, they are adults. Although they are not as big as real adults, they look very free and at ease.

He knew that after elementary school came junior high school and then high school.

He also knew that there are six grades in elementary school, and it takes six years to study, and three years to study in junior high school. Six plus three equals nine, which is nine years.

But he doesn't know how long nine years are, he only knows how long a day is, and there are many, many, many days in nine years.

It seems very long, like a lifetime.

I don't know if I still have a chance to become a high school student.

Two high school students walked up to him, and he quickly hid the exposed eye behind the tree.

Then saw a hole in the trunk.

Black.

Startled, he took a step back and leaned against the wall.

Grandma told him that there were hands in all the holes, which could grab him, and then grandpa said that his eyeballs would be plucked out.

Every time they were scared on the first day of junior high school, they would laugh out loud.

On the first day of junior high school, I felt that what they said should not be true, they just wanted to laugh.

It's the same as those neighbors who laugh when they see grandma angry.

On the first day of the junior high school, he reached out his hand carefully, touched the edge of the tree hole, and touched some rough bark.

He waited for a while, but he didn't see the hand sticking out of the hole, so he got up his courage and stuck his little finger into the hole.

He thinks Littlefinger is the most useless, if he is accidentally taken away, he can still write and do things.

It was very quiet in the tree hole, and the little finger was not taken away.

He hooked his little finger again, but he was still not caught.

"Hello?" He moved closer to the tree hole and whispered, "Hello."

There was no sound in the tree hole, but suddenly a wind blew, the leaves above the head rustled, and the fallen leaves under the feet also ran forward with the wind.

I was very nervous on the first day of junior high school, but I insisted on not taking my little finger back.

It might be the tree hole talking to him.

"I heard, I heard," Chu said in a low voice, "Follow, follow, follow..."

In the middle of speaking, he stopped, lowered his head a little dejectedly, and said in a lower voice: "I stutter, stutter, they all, all, don't follow, I play."

Another gust of wind blew by, and I felt something lightly touch my shoulder on the first day of the junior high school.

He was too scared to move at first, but after a long time, he slowly turned his head and glanced over his shoulder, it was a leaf.

This surprised him very much. He took a look at the leaf, and half of the leaf was green, which was very beautiful.

"Is this for, for me?" He lay down at the entrance of the cave, and said, "Thank you."

Because he received the gift, he felt that the tree hole was not scary anymore on the first day of the junior high school. He blinked his eyes, trying to see what it looked like inside, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything.

"Hello?" He put his face on the tree hole, "My name is Chu, the first day of the new year, the first day of the new year, the first day of the first day... the first day of the first day of the new year."

The tree hole didn't talk to him, but he felt that the tree hole could understand him, and there must be an elf living in it, so he gave him a leaf.

"Are you a little, little, elf?" he asked, "Can you do, magic? biu~biu~biu~ change, change, change into a, a leaf."

The hole in the tree was quite big, and he felt that if he pushed forward a little harder, he could stuff his head in, but he didn't dare to push harder, he was afraid that he might not be able to pull it out.

When he was in elementary school, a child stuffed his head into a railing in the kindergarten, and the fire truck came to tear down the railing to get it out. It was very scary.

The child cried so hard that he couldn't breathe.

He wouldn't cry if he got stuck, but Granny would hit him, maybe stuff him back, and the whole family would laugh at him...so he didn't dare.

"Let's make friends, let's make friends," Chuyi continued, "Is your name a tree, a tree hole?"

After he finished speaking, he listened for a while, then nodded: "My name is Chu, the first day of the new year, the first day of the new year, the first day, the first day of the first day... the first day... I was okay just now, it seems that I have said it?"

He was a little embarrassed, but the tree hole didn't laugh at him. He sniffed: "Do you still have any other friends? I don't have any. I only have you as a friend."

"In the future, I will come, look for you, and play with you," he said softly, "you have to remember, it's up to me."

Dad's voice suddenly came from the other side of the road, calling his name from afar: "First day of junior high school! First day of junior high school!"

"I'm going back, I'm going home," the first day of junior high school patted the tree trunk anxiously, "Ming, Ming, I'll look for it tomorrow, you play, goodbye."

The first day of junior high school doesn't like summer vacation very much. When I go to kindergarten, I can at least watch other children play. After summer vacation, he can only do things at home every day, sweeping the floor and cleaning the table and washing dishes. Sometimes he goes shopping with his grandma and helps She carries a basket.

He had to wait until the meal was over before he ran to the river. No one was playing with him, so he talked to the tree hole.

But after the summer vacation, after he became a primary school student, he began to think that summer vacation was better, so he could stay alone.

He knows more than half of the classmates in the class, some are neighbors, and some are from the same kindergarten class.

After just one day of school, all the classmates knew that he was stuttering, and they would come over to tease him. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone burst into laughter, which made him a little frustrated.

Everyone also knew that his grandma would take off her clothes on the street and swear at people when she was angry.

Every time a classmate came over and said, "On the first day of junior high school, I heard that your grandma...", he would desperately lower his head without saying a word.

I especially want to grow up quickly, have a lot of money, and go to a place where no one knows him, and there is no need to talk.

Today is Teacher's Day. When he got up to go to school in the morning, he glanced at the calendar in the first day of junior high school. After he would look at the calendar, he would look at the calendar every day.

He will feel very happy to see that the calendar is about to be turned over.

Half of the month is over.

But when he happily walked into the classroom, he suddenly froze.

Almost everyone in the class has a flower or a small gift on the table.

"Didn't you bring a Teacher's Day gift?" The deskmate looked at him and asked, "Today is Teacher's Day, you should give the teacher a gift!"

Seeing her silent on the first day of junior high school, it took a long time before she slowly sat down on her chair, holding her schoolbag.

I was very flustered and scared. All the classmates brought small gifts, but he didn't.

"My mother tied the bow for me." The front desk turned around and shook the flowers in his hand, "It's pretty."

He bowed his head on the first day of junior high school, and his mother didn't help him prepare a gift for Teacher's Day. Maybe his mother didn't know that today is Teacher's Day.

He was flustered and didn't know what to do.

Class will start soon, and everyone will give gifts to the teacher, but he didn't... He was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

He opened his schoolbag and flipped through it, trying to see if there was any gift for the teacher.

Pens, erasers, textbooks, homework books, all gone.

He froze for a long time, and finally took out his homework.

When he first entered the classroom, he saw some students made cards by themselves, with flowers drawn and words written on them.

He opened the notebook, his hands trembling in anxiety, he squeezed the pen tightly tightly, and wrote a line of words in the notebook stroke by stroke.

Teacher, I love you.first day.

Then carefully tore out the page of the book.

When the teacher walked into the classroom, the students all ran over and gave their little gifts to the teacher.

"Thank you everyone," the teacher accepted the gifts one by one, and touched their heads one by one, "Thank you everyone, the teacher likes you the most."

On the first day of junior high school, he followed nervously at the end. He saw that two classmates had big gift boxes, but the teacher didn't accept them. He just thanked them and asked them to take the gifts home to their parents.

Chu Chu took a look at the page tightly held in his hand, afraid that the teacher would not want his gift either.

Finally, when he mustered up the courage to hand the paper to the teacher, his legs were trembling a little.

"Thank you, Little Junior One." The teacher touched his head, opened the paper and looked at it, and then put the paper and everyone's gifts together.

On the first day of the junior high school, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" Grandma looked at him, "You just wrote a torn piece of paper for your teacher?"

Chu nodded.

"Oh, you really amuse me to death." Grandma let out a burst of laughter, and grandpa and mother also laughed.

He didn't smile on the first day of junior high school, he was a little sad.

"You still have the nerve to take that torn paper out?" Mom laughed uncontrollably while cracking sunflower seeds, "You have a really good brain."

"Your teacher didn't blow your nose with your torn paper?" Grandma said with a smile.

"No," bit his lips on the first day of the junior high school, "Thank you, teacher, thank you..."

"Thank you too?" Grandma interrupted him with a smile, "Oh, thank you for the torn paper!"

On the first day of the junior high school, I stood in front of the tree hole.

After making sure that there was no one around, he leaned over, put his face on the tree hole, and hugged the tree trunk.

"Good evening, ah," he said in a low voice, "I'm the first day of junior high school, I'm here to look for you, and you're here to play."

After saying this, he couldn't help but blinked, and tears flowed out.

"Today, I, I, I am not, not very happy, happy," he cried softly, "It's a little hard, sad."

There was wind blowing gently over his shoulders, and he sobbed with a suppressed voice: "Are you a spirit, a spirit? You are a spirit, a spirit, good or bad?"

"I want to hurry up, grow up, grow up," he sniffed hard, then turned his head to wipe his tears, and then pushed his face back to the tree hole, "help me, okay?"

Tree Hole didn't speak.

He didn't speak again on the first day of the junior high school, he hugged the tree trunk.

No elves.

But Shudong is still his friend, and he will be happy after talking with Shudong.

Maybe there really are elves.

Then maybe he will grow up one day.

Then go far away, have a lot of money, and eat a lot of delicious food.

He smiled.

The author has something to say: I hope all the wishes of the "little junior high school" can be realized, and they can live a happy life in the future.