As the sky was getting dark, 30% of the children carried their schoolbags and began to leave different courtyards and headed in the same direction. "Luli!" A call from behind made him stand and turned his head to look over. The three children ran towards him. The leader was a black and thin boy named Dong Yuqiang. There were many children in the family. He was ranked sixth, and he had two younger brothers and sisters below. He lived in Ertiao, Wangjia Hutong. Beside him was a pair of brothers, and he was still a rare twin. His surname was Ding, named after Cong and Ming, and there were one brother and one sister on it, so others called them Xiaosan and Xiaosan. They were all his classmates.

Lu Li and a few classmates walked forward all the way. When he saw the three alleys that were in the shape of a T-shaped direction with Wangjia Hutong, his eyes lit up, "Liang...xin, stand...stop!"

The child opposite turned around and heard the sound, "Sister! Sister!"

A door next to the alley opened, and a girl with two braids came out with her schoolbag in her backpack. When she saw Lu Li, she glared at her, "Lu Li, you bullied my brother again! I'll tell the teacher to go!"

Lu Li was not afraid either. He followed the emphasis of the Japanese soldiers in the movie and smiled badly, "Liang... Liang Wei... Wei, you are so kind... so bad... so bad!"

Liang Wei is Lu Li's classmate. There is a younger brother who is one year younger than her. His name is Liang Xin. Like Gou Li, he went to school this fall. Because his name is homophonic with the word "conscience", it adds countless fun to the children in the school. Bullying Liang Xin every day and teasing Liang Wei with his younger brother's name is what Lu Li loves to do the most. Liang Xin has no brothers and only three sisters, and he is a little cowardly. Once bullied, he will ask his sister to stand up.

"Bah!" Liang Wei spat at him and led his brother's hand to move forward.

"Liang Wei, you forgot to bring something." Ding Cong shouted from behind, and Lu Li turned around and gave him a neck slip, "Show... show you? Then... let the teacher... talk about her..., come back to get it! How many... how many jokes?"

At that time, middle school students had the so-called "three belts" of junior high school students, namely water bowls, red scarves and handkerchiefs. Those who don't wear red scarves naturally don't have to ask for them. Some of them have to wear them. Once they forget, they have to go home to get them again. Fortunately, the children were all nearby at that time when they went to school, and there was no saying that they chose a school at all, and it would not waste a lot of time.

Liang Wei quickly checked, carrying water bowls and handkerchiefs, but she forgot the red scarf on her chest. She smiled at Ding Cong, turned around and scolded Lu Li, "Why are you so hurt?" She took her brother's hand and hurried home to pick it up.

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Daxing Street Primary School was rebuilt from an old school in the past. It is divided into three courtyards, front, middle and back. The classrooms are large and small, and the courtyards are also of different sizes. The red school gate has a high movable gate. In fact, it is a piece of long wood that has been polished and lacquered for the children. Behind the gate is a red screen wall, which is a handwritten white character that studies hard and is moving upward every day.

The north room in the front yard is a large classroom with bluestone slabs and high steps. There is also a piano here. During music class, the teacher plays it and leads the students to sing. Diagonally opposite the music classroom, there is a small principal's room.

When I entered the school, I turned left and was the classroom of Class 2, Class 2. Behind the podium was a wooden blackboard with a large portrait hanging above it. On both sides were banners with the words "Study hard, go up every day"; on the left of the podium, the position next to the window was empty, and in winter, an iron stove with one person high should be placed here. Now the weather is warm, so the school workers dismantled it and moved it away.

The seats are six rows in vertical direction and three rows in horizontal direction; on both sides are two-seaters, and in the middle are three-seaters, all painted in dark blue tabletops, with various patterns drawn by graduated children with pens and knives on it, making a very good tabletop uneven, like the surface of the moon; there are drawers under the desk for placing a schoolbag; the seats are also divided into two and three-seaters.

Most of the seats in the class are divided into two seats, men and women. The three seats in the middle are carried out in a way that two men and one woman or two women and one man. This depends on the total number of boys and girls in the class. The most annoying thing is the middle position of the three seats, and no one wants to sit in this place because every time you start writing and answering questions, you will be hit by the elbows of the classmates from both sides - the three children draw two grooves on the table, distinguishing their respective areas evenly. If anyone crosses the line, the other party will call him (her) back without hesitation!

The children put down their schoolbags, took out the stationery and textbooks, and sat down behind their hands; the pencil case used by Luli was made of iron, one or two centimeters thick, a flat iron box with hinges at the back and a slight bulge on the front. When they were buckled, they could ensure that they would not disperse themselves while running and bumping. But after the second sister and her brother who had never met before, the snaps had been smoothed, so they had to tie the buttons in the middle with rubber bands.

I took off the rubber band and opened the pencil case. The lid was printed with a multiplication formula. I don’t know if it was my brother or sister who was naughty. I used a pencil sharpener to cut off the answers behind the equal sign, revealing a faint golden color inside - a layer of copper tire applied before electroplating. In some places, even this copper tire was gone, turning into red and black rust marks.

Pencil cases are divided into iron and plastic. The iron is 0.46 rounds per piece, but the plastic one is 2.43 rounds per piece. In that era, it was definitely a sky-high price. There were forty or fifty children in the class, and even a plastic pencil case could not be seen. In fact, some people could not afford the iron pencil case that costs less than 50 cents per piece, so they had to let parents sew a pencil bag with rag heads and take it to school.

There are pencils, pencil sharpeners and erasers in the pencil case. Most children have the technique of sharpening pencils with a vertical knife - a pickaxe that is shaped like a reduced proportion - hold the pencil and cut it hard with the blade. When you raise your wrist, a piece of wood will be cut off, revealing the refill inside. Luli once competed with his classmates, and with three cuts, you can complete the process of sharpening a pencil.

Next is to sharpen the pen tip, stand the pencil on the table at a certain angle, and use the blade to cut it bit by bit. The point is that the sharpened pen tip should be triangular, so that it is the most beautiful and comfortable to use. Some children are also clumsy and finally sharpen the pencil. When tidying up the pen tip, they use too much force when tidying the pen tip, and they have to go back and forth. After repeating a few times, a new pencil becomes the pencil tip. Some people try to save trouble, and after sharpening it, they grind it back and forth on the ground until the tip is polished and sharpened. This method is very despised, so most of them choose to do it by themselves in places where there is no one, and they dare not let others see it.

There are many types of pencils, usually HB type, one or two cents a piece. The best one is the Zhonghua brand dark green hexagonal pencil with an eraser head. It costs one cent per piece. It is a high-end product. There may not be a child in a class.

The last important stationery is the eraser, which is similar in size and shape, but the old and new are different. Girls use erasers more saving and cleaner than boys. Before using them, rub them hard on their clothes to rub the filth on the eraser, and then apply the homework with the original grayish-white glue. They will hold the paper on the place to be applied with their hands so that it will not wrinkle due to movements. Boys do not care about this set and take it over and wipe it. They often wipe the paper, making the homework book messy and find faults for the teacher.

In addition to pencils, erasers, rulers, pads, triangles, semicircular instruments (this plastic product was called chemical boards at that time, and now it can be seen everywhere. Plastics that have become flooded are rare at that time), there are some other stationery such as crayons, ink cartridges, watercolor boxes, and abacus. Because they are required for secondary classes, they are not required to bring them every day. Courses for one or two years include Chinese, arithmetic, sports, large characters, and drawings. After the third grade, politics, common sense, abacus, art, music, self-study, etc. were successively added. At that time, there were many children, and the classroom was not enough, and the school could not pull the tying, so the children could only go to class in the morning and afternoon. The academic progress was naturally slow. It was not until the second half of the semester of the second grade that multiplication and division were learned in the arithmetic class.

The first section is Chinese class, the teacher is Li Li, the head teacher, took out the lesson plan, "Low, let's start the class." She said, "Test the test today and close the book."

The children closed the textbook quickly, took out the homework book, tore off a page from the top, placed it on the pad, and took out the pencil and the eraser was set aside. "Great..." Li Li read three words. The students lowered their heads and started writing on the paper. Some of them wrote quickly, and after writing a few words, they looked up at the teacher's back as they walked through the aisle, waiting with their pens.

"Study..., fight... fight, homework..."

After school in the morning, children in the first and second grades cannot scatter like those in the senior grades, but have to line up and divide into two teams of men and women. The teacher led the road across the road. The children in the senior grades who ran by were shouting and shouting horns, "The first grade little bean buns jumped up one by one; the second grade little tea bowls are blown up one by one; the third graders eat a full meal, the fourth graders load the bullets; the fifth graders open fire, the sixth graders get out of nothing!"

The teacher wanted to send the children across the road and to the entrance of a large alley, and make sure that they would not be hit by passing vehicles (this kind of car refers to bicycles or tricycles, which basically do not have) before letting them go by themselves. "Luli!" Li Li called out, "Come here."

Lu Li didn't know what was going on, but walked up to the teacher in the surprised eyes of the students, raised his face and looked at her, "Did you bully the children in the morning?"

Lu Li was furious and turned his head to look back. Liang Wei was sticking out her tongue and making a face. "No...no." He stuttered, "I... asked him to stop and don't run because he was afraid that he... would not walk... and would fall."

Li Li was patient and after listening to his stammering explanation, she patted his head, "That's good, don't bully other children, do you know?"

"oh."

"Okay, go back."
Chapter completed!