Today is the last one in kindergarten in the first year of junior high school. My mother said that she would not go to kindergarten anymore and would go to school.

In the first year of junior high school, I have no idea about learning, and I feel a little scared.

Every time he snatched his stuff, he was a student from the next building.

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

They were taller than themselves and stronger than themselves, and with the superiority of students, they looked at him disdainfully: "It's from kindergarten."

Although I am also a student soon, I don’t feel that I can gain the energy of the students in the first year of junior high school, nor do I feel that I can compete with the students in the next building.

"On the first day of junior high school, is it your grandma or your mother here to pick you up?" Teacher  walked to the side and asked.

"No, no, I don't know." Chu Yi replied very loudly.

He had been squatting at the kindergarten gate for a long time. Their Apple friends had almost gone out, leaving him and his two other parents with their friends who would come later.

"Stutter!" A friend named Yi ran out and shouted at him, then turned around and ran back to the classroom.

"Don't say this, my friend!" The teacher went in and called out, "The teacher didn't say this is not allowed? It's very rude!"

"He just stutters! I'm right!" Yi Yi was very dissatisfied, "When he was stuttering, he was stuttering when he was stuttering, and when he grew up, he was stuttering!"

The teacher was still educating the ethics. I didn’t hear them say anything about the first day of junior high school. I took a leaf and lowered my head and swept it back and forth on the ground.

The ant crawled past him, he stretched the leaves over, and the ant crawled onto the leaves. He stood up and walked to the flowerbed next to him and placed the leaves on the soil.

The ant went down without success. He didn't have time to see clearly. The friend who had just made him stutter suddenly ran past behind him and pushed him in the back. He didn't stand firm and rushed directly into the flowerbed.

"Mom!" After pushing, he continued to run forward and shout.

"Hey, how can you play with your friends like this?" said Yi Yi's mother. "You can't just push your friends... Come on, say goodbye to Teacher ."

"Goodbye Teacher, Teacher." Yi Chong waved his hand with the teacher who came out and followed his mother.

When the first year of junior high school struggled to exit the flowerbed, the teacher saw him.

"Why did you get there?" The teacher sighed, squatted down and patted his pants, "Look at this, once your grandma picks you up, you have to scold me again."

Chu Yi looked down at his pants that were stained with mud, and suddenly became a little scared.

After the teacher walked away, he quietly walked to the pool, turned on the faucet, reached out to pick up the water and wiped it on his knees.

The yellow mud was difficult to wash off. When my grandma finally came to the kindergarten to pick him up, a large area of ​​the yellow mud that had been washed out on his trouser legs had already penetrated.

"Do you have a bad brain?" Grandma got angry when she saw it, and came over and slapped him in the head, "I don't know if I'll slap it off and then wash it!"

"Grandma in the first grade!" Teacher ran over, "How can I beat the child like this!"

"Then will I hit you!" Grandma glared at Teacher Ling's, "I'll put my child here and make a bunch of mud! No one cares if I wash it so wet!"

"I was washing his hands. When he came here, he had already washed his pants wet," said the teacher, "I wiped half of the towel..."

Junior High School was very scared. When grandma was angry, she was particularly scared. Grandma had already taken off her clothes in kindergarten. She only put them on when the police came. Now seeing her staring at the teacher, Junior High School was very worried that she would take off her coat again.

He grabbed his grandma's hand and dragged him towards the kindergarten door.

"Don't you do it!" Grandma shook her hand, "Are you careless?"

Chu Yi staggered and sat down on the ground.

"This child has graduated from kindergarten today!" Teacher Tang ran over from another classroom, "Grandma in the first year of junior high school, can you let this child have some good memories!"

The teacher came over and picked him up from the ground.

The surroundings became very quiet. In the first year of junior high school, you could see Teacher Tang and Grandma arguing, and you could also see Teacher Tang talking to him with red eyes.

But he couldn't hear it clearly.

His mind was full of what his friends performed on the show, singing and dancing, and he clapped his hands beside him.

He didn't want to hear it clearly, and it would be nice if he couldn't hear it clearly, and he wasn't afraid.

However, when grandma carried his collar home, he had no way to think about anything else. Every time grandma scolded, she wanted to wave his arm holding his collar. He was staggering all the way and had to hold his schoolbag.

It would be great if I could grow taller, and my grandma wouldn't be able to walk with her collar.

When I got home, my mother was cooking in the kitchen. When she heard the sound of them entering the door, she immediately shouted: "Why did it take so long!"

"Do you think it's a long time?" said grandma. "If you forget it for a long time, he will never come back!"

First day of junior high school, he lowered his head and squeezed into the kitchen from his grandma's legs. He looked into the vegetable sink. The vegetables had not been washed yet, so he stood on tiptoe to start washing vegetables.

"I don't know how to pull my sleeves!" Grandma came over and slapped him, "Wash! I'll wash my brain and wash it if I've lost my brain!"

Junyi quickly squatted down and hugged his head.

Grandma would hit him wherever she could do.

It hurts a lot, but Junior High School thinks it is much more comfortable now than quarrels with the teacher in kindergarten.

After grandma beat him a few times, she went back to the living room to watch TV. She continued to wash vegetables on tiptoe on the first day of the New Year.

Washing vegetables is fun, you can play with water.

He especially likes to watch the fine water flowing in the faucet drips on the vegetable leaves, splashing water, and splashing water when it drips on his arms.

"In the future, if you get rich, you can buy a swimming pool and play. Don't waste our poor family's water here," said my mother, "How unlucky you are. You were blind when you were reincarnated and didn't join a good family."

I didn’t dare to speak or look at my mother, staring at the leaves and continuing to wash.

Get rich.

Getting rich means a lot of money.

One hundred yuan?

Or 100 million yuan?

...He doesn't seem to know whether it's more than one hundred or more.

But it doesn’t matter. A lot of money is too much money, so you can buy a lot of delicious food... what to eat?

I thought about washing vegetables and leaves for a long time, but I didn’t know what I wanted to eat. On the contrary, I would have done it if it wasn’t for the dishes I cooked at home.

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

If you have a lot of money, can you go to another home? At home, you can make a lot of delicious food.

He can make it if he wants to eat it. Although he doesn’t know what he wants to eat now, he should know it if he has money in the future.

You can also travel after you get rich.

Where to travel?

I lifted up the washed vegetables on the first day of the New Year to let the water flow out of the leaves. It was supposed to be placed in the vegetable basket, but when the basket was stomped on when my grandma was angry, it could be held.

The water flowed down his arms into his clothes.

It's a little cold.

After dinner, I left the house on the first day of the New Year.

After graduating from kindergarten, he is not scolded for not doing homework, copying new words, doing arithmetic questions, and is not scolded for not being able to write them out.

It's great to graduate.

Chuyi happily jumped down through the three steps and ran out of the corridor.

As soon as he got out, he met an uncle upstairs. He quickly lowered his head and pressed it against the wall.

"Oh, the first day of the junior high school," the uncle glanced at him and took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket. "Can you eat it?"

Chuyi could tell at a glance that this was a piece of chocolate. He liked to eat chocolates very much. Auntie had bought it for him. It was delicious, but unfortunately, I couldn't eat it if I couldn't see Auntie.

He was very happy to think that he liked to eat chocolates. He could buy a lot of chocolates in the future after money.

"Do you want to eat?" Uncle handed the chocolate in front of him.

Chu Yi shrank a little further to the corner of the wall, and he didn't like this uncle.

Many neighbors in the building don’t like it, they like to joke about him and stutter.

"If you say something, I will give you this." said the uncle.

Chu Yi shook his head and closed his mouth very tightly.

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

Chu Yi didn't make a sound, lowered his eyelids and looked at his shoes.

There is a hole in the tip of the shoe, and you can see the socks.

The hole was not as big as that. Now, he squatted in the kindergarten and waited for his family to pick him up. He clenched the hole and made it bigger, which scared him to cover his hands for a long time.

"Stop teasing him," the neighbor aunt walked in at this time, "This child is almost making his grandma stupid, and she is still teasing."

Looking at their feet, after seeing them walking into the corridor, he immediately turned around and ran out quickly against the wall. Halfway through the run, he didn't know how to kick a bag of garbage thrown by someone's house at the wall, which scared him so much that he almost fell.

He stopped until he ran to the river.

The street lights by the river were slightly lit and dark. He walked along the road, found a stone bench with the dark street lights next to him and sat on it.

No one could see him, and he felt safe.
To be continued...