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Chapter 3 The Mountain Beyond the Mountain

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    Growing up in the remote and backward village of Zhuang, Lin Xiaozhuang was a little bird flying in the mountains, and he studied in a village primary school surrounded by mountains.

    Not all teachers in the school are staffed. There are several temporary substitute teachers who are from nearby villages, and their education level is only junior high school or even elementary school.

    So much so that substitute teachers are asked to take the teacher qualification certificate test, some teachers are afraid to go, fearing that they will not pass the test and will not be able to get a regular status.

    Lin Xiaozhuang didn't understand this when he was a child, and going to school every day was like playing.  She and her friends walk the mountain road to school every day, and the actual study time is less than four hours a day.

    Arrived at school in the morning, class starts at ten o'clock and ends at twelve o'clock.

    There is a two-and-a-half-hour break at noon, classes start at 2:30 in the afternoon, and school ends at 4:30.

    And there are nature classes and physical education classes at every turn. The former is picking wild flowers to catch grasshoppers, and the latter is skipping rope to hide and seek.

    Like many classmates, Lin Xiaozhuang felt that going to school was easier than doing farm work, because there was very little homework, so he came here to play.

    Just like that, I played for six years.

    Childhood is happy and simple.

    Growing up in such an environment, Lin Xiaozhuang didn't feel anything wrong, because the classmates around him were all fellow villagers, and they were all raised in captivity by the mountains. They all thought that the teachers in the school were the smartest people in the world.

    They never thought that six years later, these teachers would no longer be their teachers, and such days would no longer be the days to come.

    In the blink of an eye, six years later, Lin Xiaozhuang was about to graduate from elementary school, but she didn't feel the pressure that she should have.

    She doesn't know what to do or what to eat tomorrow.

    She only knows that one day is a day, and she can eat what she has today.

    ? One night, Lin Xiaozhuang ate moldy sauerkraut and porridge. He felt uncomfortable in his stomach and throat, but he didn't dare to tell his grandfather.

    Because she is used to this kind of life, no matter what minor ailments she has, she will get through it first.  It's like eating stuffed, the discomfort is uncomfortable, when it's digested, it'll be fine.

    As a left-behind child in Dashan, Lin Xiaozhuang originally lived with his grandparents and grandparents, but later his father and mother gave birth to a younger brother outside, and his grandmother went to take care of him a few years ago.

    So under the dim 25-watt light bulb, only Lin Xiaozhuang was left to eat with his grandfather.  If grandpa went out to watch the rice fields chase away voles at night, she would eat some leftovers by herself.

    For example, tonight, after finishing a little homework, there is nothing to be busy with, and there is really nothing to be busy with.

    Even if it is approaching graduation from primary school and the final exam of sixth grade, Lin Xiaozhuang has nothing to do.

    Because the school was so poor that there were no papers, the only review paper was hand-copied by the head teacher, and then he printed it out with the ancient printing method.

    These printed papers have just been handed out to the students. If you are not careful, the clothes on your hands will still be stained with ink.

    So, Lin Xiaozhuang sat at the door to enjoy the shade. While waiting for his grandfather to come home, he looked at the endless mountains like a dormant crouching dragon, but he didn't know what there was besides the mountains.

    While looking at the stars in the summer night in the sky, she was blowing the evening wind from nowhere, bouncing her two short legs on the natural big stone bench, humming a little tune she learned from nowhere¡ª¡ª

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    Epilepsy honey, you laugh like crazy honey

    It's like picking ears and plugging them in the downwind, it should be in the downwind

    Where is it stuck?  Where did Sai find you?

    Your smile is so colorful, I really don't want to suck it

    ah!  Semenli!

    I saw you in my dream, I laughed so much

    It's you!  It's you!  Mengxiandixiu belongs to you!

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    The strong version of "Sweet Honey", please make up your own imagination for the interpretation method (remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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