Grandma didn't like him running around, and said, "I ran into a human trafficker and caught him and sold him."

I have been looking forward to it in the first day of the junior high school.

I hope that a human trafficker will appear, and he will definitely not run away. If the trafficker catches him and sells it to another place, he can travel.

However, my grandfather said that the human trafficker would dig out his eyes first to prevent the child from seeing the road running away.

When Chuyi thought of this, he hesitated again and raised his hand to touch his eyes. If he could not see it, he would have no intention of traveling.

But he didn't believe this particularly. He shook his feet. Human traffickers wanted to catch children and sell them. Who would buy blind children?

Grandpa must have scared him.

Two people walked over from a distance. Chu Yi suddenly became nervous, stopped shook his feet, and turned his head to stare at the figure over there.

Is it a human trafficker?

Two?

Catch yourself away?

It was not until the two of them approached while laughing and making a fuss that they saw clearly that they were two students wearing high school uniforms in the first year of junior high school.

High school.

It's a very high school.

He is much higher than that of  and much higher than that of kindergarten.

Chu Yi jumped off the stone bench, turned around and ran to the wall behind him, standing behind a tree. The position where there was a wall behind him and a big trunk in front of him made him feel at ease.

He clasped his eyes tightly at the tree trunk, looking at the two high school students.

It seemed they were happy and kept laughing.

I envy them very much in the first day of the junior high school.

In the first day of the junior high school, they are adults. Although they are not as big as real adults, they look very free and easy.

He knew that after school, it was junior high school, and then it was high school.

He also knew that in six grades, he had to study for six years, and in junior high school, he had to study for three years, six plus three equals nine, which was nine years.

But he didn't know how long it was for nine years, he knew how long it was for one, and nine years, many, many, many, many.

It seems like a long time, like a lifetime.

I don’t know that I still have no chance to become a high school student.

Two high school students walked in front of him, and he hurriedly hid the exposed eyes behind the tree.

Then I saw a hole in the trunk.

Black.

He was startled, took a step back and leaned against the wall.

Grandma told him that the hand in the hole could be taken away, and then grandma said that his eyes were being snatched off.

Every time they are scared to the first day of junior high school, they laugh out loud.

Chuyi felt that what they said should not be true, they just wanted to laugh.

It's like those neighbors laughing when they see grandma angry.

Chu Yi stretched out his hand very carefully, touched the edge of the tree hole, and touched some rough bark.

He waited for a while, but didn't see his hand reaching out from the hole, so he mustered up the courage and put his finger into the hole.

He felt that fingers were the most impotent. If he was caught inadvertently, he could still write and do things.

The tree hole was very quiet, and the fingers were not caught.

He hooked his fingers again, but he still couldn't be caught.

"Hey?" He leaned over to the tree hole and said, "Hello."

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

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

This may be the tree hole talking to him.

"I heard it," said Chuyi, "you, follow, follow..."

Halfway through, he stopped, lowered his head in dismay, and said in a lower voice: "I stutter, they don't want to play with me."

Another gust of wind blew, and Chu Yi felt something on his shoulder gently touched.

He was so scared that he didn't dare to move. After a long time, he slowly turned his head and looked over his shoulder. It was a leaf.

This surprised him very much. He took the leaves and looked at them. Half of the leaves were green and very beautiful.

"Is this a gift for me?" He lay down at the entrance of the cave and rushed into it, "Thank you."

After receiving the gift, Chuyi felt that the tree hole was not scary. He blinked his eyes and wanted to see what was inside, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

"Hey?" He pressed his face on the tree hole, "My name is Chu, Chuyi, the New Year, one of the first... Chuyi, Chuyi."

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

"Are you an elf?" he asked, "Are you a demon, magic? biu~biu~biu~change, change, create a leaf."

The tree hole was quite big. He felt that if he moved forward a little further, he could stuff his head in, but he didn't dare, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to pull it out.

When he was in class, a friend stuffed his head into a railing in the kindergarten. He came to a fire truck and took it out before taking it out. It was very terrible.

My friend was so angry that he couldn't breathe.

If he was stuck, he would not cry, but grandma would hit him, and maybe even stuff him back, and then the whole family would laugh at him together...so he didn't dare.

"Let's make friends," continued Junyi, "Your name is a tree, is it a tree hole?"

After saying that, he listened with his ears, then nodded: "My name is Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu, Chu... I got it just now, and it seemed like I had said, "

He was embarrassed, but the tree hole didn't joke with him. He sniffed: "You're not good friends, friends? I don't have them anymore, I'm a friend, friend."

"I'll come and find you in the future," he said softly, "you have to remember, I'll do it."

Suddenly, my father's voice came from the other end of the road, and he shouted his words from afar: "First year! First year!"

"I'm going back, I'm going home," Chu Yi slapped the tree trunk anxiously, "Ming, Ming, Ming, Ming, look for it, you're having fun, goodbye."

I don’t like summer vacations in the first year of junior high school. When I go to kindergarten, I can at least see other friends playing. After summer vacation, he can do things at home, sweep the floor, clean the table, and wash dishes. When I go shopping with my grandma, I can help her carry baskets.

He could not run to the river until he finished his meal. No one else played with him, and he talked to the tree hole.

However, after the summer vacation and he became a student, he began to think that it would be better for summer vacation and could be alone.

Most of the classmates in the class knew each other, some of them were neighbors, and some of them were from the same class as kindergarten.

As soon as he went to school, the classmates in the institute knew that he was stuttering, so they came to tease him together. As soon as he spoke, everyone laughed in a slut, which made him a little depressed.

Everyone also knew that when his grandma was angry, she took off her clothes and scolded people on the street.

Every time a classmate comes over and says, "I heard that your grandma...", he bows his head desperately without saying a word.

I especially want to grow up quickly, and I have a lot of money to go to a place where no one knows him or talks.

This is Teachers' Day. When I got up in the morning to go to school, I took a look at the calendar in the first year of junior high school. After he looked at the calendar, he took a look at the calendar every time.

He was very happy to see that the calendar was about to be turned over.

Half past this month.

But when he walked into the classroom happily, he was suddenly stunned.

The students in the class were almost everyone, and there was a flower or a gift on the table.

"Didn't you bring Teacher's Day gifts?" the deskmate looked at him and asked, "This is Teacher's Day, and I should give the teacher a heart!"

Chuyi saw that she didn't say anything. After a long time, she slowly sat down on her chair and held her schoolbag.

I was very panicked and scared, so my classmates brought a gift, but he didn't bring it.

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

When he lowered his head on the first day of junior high school, his mother did not prepare a gift for Teachers' Day. Maybe his mother didn't know that it was Teachers' Day.

He was very panicked and didn't know what to do.

As soon as class was about to go to, everyone gave the gift to the teacher, but he didn't... He was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

He pulled open his schoolbag and flipped through it, wanting to see if there was no gift to the teacher.

Pen, eraser, textbook, homework book, no more.

He was stunned for a long time and finally took out his homework book.

When he first entered the classroom, he saw that his classmate had made a card himself, drew flowers and wrote words.

He opened the notebook, and was so anxious that he shivered, he tried to tighten the pen and wrote a line of words on the notebook.

Teacher, I’m aid you. First year of junior high school.
To be continued...