Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 25 Warmth

The next day, Leng Binghan wore new clothes, carried a new empty schoolbag, and went out to school in the morning light.

It's not that he wants to show off, in fact, when Leng Binghan just said goodbye to his kindergarten career, his godfather and godmother prepared a brand new schoolbag, clothes, and stationery as gifts for him. Of course, his two brothers also got Aiwujiwu.

The same gift made them very excited, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

Although the family's economic conditions have improved a lot in the past two years, the hard and simple style and spirit of the older generation still need to be carried forward, and the tutoring is also very strict. Therefore, Leng Yunyi and Li Yuanfen rarely buy these things for their children.

, use them as much as possible if they are still usable. For example, Leng Zhengxiang’s schoolbag was bought when he was in the second grade of junior high school. Leng Zhenglin was even worse. He had never used a new schoolbag since he picked it up and eliminated it from Leng Zhengxiang.

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Leng Binghan doesn't care. For him, everything is the same. His mentality has long passed the age of comparison. Is it so important to be better or worse? In school, what is compared is grades, not

It depends on who wears it better. But I have to accept the wishes of my godfather and godmother.

The same goes for this new outfit. Originally, Leng Binghan didn't want to dress so formally, but Li Yuanfen insisted on wearing it on the first day of school, and Leng Binghan couldn't resist, so she had to change into it.

Leng Binghan knew that in the past three years, Wang Peiyuan and his wife had indeed treated him as their own son and cared for him in every possible way. In this regard, Leng Binghan felt ashamed of his utilitarian thoughts and calculations, and he also planned to

Make up your mind to repay their kindness in the future, just like you treat your own parents.

There is a sign indicating the class at the door of the classroom, which is easy to find. Leng Binghan arrived at Class 1, Grade 2 without much effort.

On the first day of school, as usual, there was no morning reading class. The classroom was noisy. Students gathered in groups of three or five, talking, laughing, and making noises to each other. Some were standing and some were sitting.

They were sitting, some were leaning on the desk, and so on, talking endlessly about all kinds of interesting things during the summer vacation, or chatting about the final grades of the last semester. After being separated for a whole summer vacation, everyone felt that they missed it very much.

I miss my classmates, teachers, and campus life. Now that I have seen him, I feel closer to him.

There are also a few students who are lonely or not well-connected. They sit there alone, looking at random things, or in a daze, and seem a little out of place in the entire environment.

Of course, no matter how noisy the classroom is, male and female students are still divided into two distinct groups, and they rarely interact or talk to each other.

This period is very strange. It didn't exist before going to school. Men and women mixed together to play, sleep, and take a bath. It didn't matter. Instead, they went to school to study. Maybe they grew up and had some vague feelings.

I know you are shy. Except for relatives, if a man has more contact with a woman, he will be ridiculed by everyone and become the target of public criticism. At that time, xxx's little wife, or xxx's little man, is not a nice title.

No matter where they went, they would be ridiculed and isolated. At that time, this was a very serious matter. In fact, they all had only a vague understanding of what it meant to be a little wife.

Therefore, everyone knows that this is very bad, but they still pay great attention to it. It often happens that men and women sit at the same table and draw a 38-meter line. They are not allowed to cross the line. If they cross the line, they will be beaten. Some even sit at the same table for a semester.

, neither of them has spoken to each other. The occasional communication, such as borrowing an eraser or the like, is all done through riddles and gestures.

In his previous life, every time Leng Binghan thought of these childhood anecdotes, he couldn't help but feel that they were both annoying and funny, and they were worth recalling. It was nothing like later, when students could talk to each other on the street as if no one else was around.

Times have developed and children have matured prematurely, which is often not a good thing.

When Leng Binghan walked into the classroom quietly, he still attracted a lot of attention. First of all, everyone didn't know this person. He was very strange. He shouldn't be a former classmate. Could he be a new student who just transferred? Secondly, Leng Binghan was all dressed up.

The new clothes and schoolbags are very novel in style and look very fashionable. His appearance is even more delicate and handsome. He is tall, his mouth is pursed, his brows are slightly frowned, and his black eyes are both clear and deep. The overall combination is very good.

Sunshine was very healthy. Compared with many slovenly children in the classroom, they simply felt ashamed. His appearance was like a bright light passing by, attracting everyone's attention inadvertently.

Many people have already begun to whisper about whether he is a newly transferred student and where he bought his clothes and schoolbags. There are even many students with better family conditions who have secretly decided to go back and let their parents buy something like this for themselves.

Clothes and school bags.

Leng Binghan didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation, and just found an empty seat and sat down first.

Generally speaking, seats are rearranged every semester based on grades, overall size, etc., and of course, the class teacher's personal preferences, so now everyone sits randomly without worrying about occupying anyone's seat.

"Hey, Brother Xiaohan?" Leng Binghan had just sat down when he heard a childish but crisp voice from behind him. He turned around and saw that the person calling him was a pretty little girl with a slight nose.

His eyes were upturned, like a crescent moon. He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Brother Xiaohan, it's really you. I thought I made a mistake, hehe!" Seeing that it was indeed Leng Binghan, the little girl laughed happily, and her crescent eyes turned upward, turning into crescent moons.

"Why are you here? Are you here to find me?"

Leng Binghan's expression was slightly awkward. After all, others knew him and talked to him very affectionately, but he couldn't recognize them. It was really rude.

At this moment, the girls next to the little girl were very surprised when they saw her talking to Leng Binghan, and asked softly: "Xiaoxin, who is this? Why do you call him Brother Xiaohan?"

Your brother?"

It turned out that her name was Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin. Leng Binghan muttered it twice, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind, and she finally remembered.

Xiaoxin's surname is Wen, and her full name is Wenxin, which is indeed a warm name. Her home is not in Lizhou Town, but in a small place called Baishagou, which is about ten kilometers away from Lizhou Town and close to the mountain.

Although Baishagou is only a small village with less than a hundred households, its geographical location is just around the corner of the Anning River Valley. It faces mountains on one side and water on two sides. The soil is the most fertile, and the local vegetables have the highest yield and taste better than those in other places.

Be better.

After the epidemic, goods gradually began to circulate freely. Vegetables in this place were very popular. It turned out that many vegetables could not be transported because of poor roads and inconvenient transportation. Since Leng Yunyi introduced funds to repair the roads, a large number of vegetables were transported

They are sold to Xichang City and the steel factory living area, and some are even sold to Chengdu. Every household relies on growing vegetables and earns a lot of income. Therefore, the people in Baishagou are considered a relatively wealthy place compared with Lizhou.

Wenxin was born to an aunt in Lizhou Town. Last year, she came to her aunt's house to play before she went to school. Her cousins ​​have liked to play with Leng Binghan since they were young. Of course, as a little tail, she also

So he went along and naturally got to know Leng Binghan.

Leng Binghan's nickname is Xiaohan, and everyone likes to call him this. But in the hearts of children, Leng Binghan is very amazing, he knows everything, and even adults are not as good as him. Later, he got paid in a kindergarten.

, everyone admired him so much that no matter whether he was older than him or not, they all respectfully called him Brother Xiaohan. Naturally, he followed his cousin and called him Brother Xiaohan.

There were so many children around at that time, how could Leng Binghan remember them all? What's more, Wenxin played in Lizhou for nearly ten days and was picked up by his parents. He has not seen them again for more than a year. If they hadn't called

He really couldn't remember such a person with the name Xiaoxin.

"Ah, it's Xiaoxin. I almost didn't recognize it. You also go to school here? Where are your cousin Wang Hu and the others? Maybe I haven't seen you for a long time." Since they were old acquaintances, Leng Binghan had to say a few words.

sentence.

"My father said that the teachers at Baishagou Primary School were not strong, so he sent me here to study. I usually live at my aunt's house, and they would pick me up on Saturday afternoons. Cousin Wang Hu is in the second class of the third grade, and cousin Wang Cheng is in the same grade as me.

But in class three."

Seeing Leng Binghan talking to herself, Xiao Wenxin was very happy and said happily: "By the way, Brother Xiaohan, aren't you in kindergarten? How come you are here? My cousin couldn't go to kindergarten with you, but he was upset!

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Leng Binghan touched his nose and said humbly: "I graduated from kindergarten this year and went to elementary school here."

"Oh, it's great, I can play with Brother Xiaohan again." Wenxin was so happy that she couldn't help but exclaimed. Originally, everyone was watching her chatting excitedly with a boy she had never seen before.

It was very strange. Now that she heard her exclamation, all the eyes in the classroom were attracted, and they began to whisper, and they all speculated about who this Brother Xiaohan in her mouth was, and what was the relationship between them.

what relationship?

Seeing everyone's questioning looks and the surprised looks of several good friends, Wen Xin seemed to realize that he had made a mistake, and he covered his mouth in embarrassment, his face flushed with embarrassment.

After about half a minute, she whispered to Leng Binghan: "Brother Xiaohan, did you go to the wrong classroom? You should be in the first grade, this is the second grade, which class are you in? While there is still time,

, I’ll send you there.”

After hearing this, Leng Binghan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head and said, "That's right, I'm from Class 1, Grade 2."

Now it was Wenxin's turn to be stunned, and his two originally crooked eyes looked at Leng Binghan with wide eyes, and asked with some disbelief: "Brother Xiaohan, you said you didn't go to the first grade, so you came directly."

second grade?"

Leng Binghan smiled and touched Wen Xin's head and said: "Correct answer." This was their habitual action when playing games. If they answered the question correctly, Leng Binghan would touch their heads to show encouragement.

He had to lightly scrape his nose as punishment. While Leng Binghan was communicating with Wen Xin, he couldn't help but think of the original scene, so he did this action habitually.

"Wow!" Seeing their intimate actions, the whole class was in an uproar and started to boo. At this time, in this atmosphere, Leng Binghan's actions were really ambiguous and deviant in everyone's eyes.

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At this moment, they seemed to have revealed a huge secret. Such a discovery was enough to add a touch of color to their ordinary lives. The cold and warm eyes were very different.

Everyone else didn't understand anything very well, and they were very envious. However, they were all used to making noises. Moreover, at this moment, everyone was very sensitive to such hazy things, and their attention was much higher than that of the aunt in the neighborhood committee.

, as if having such a discovery and having such a talking point makes one feel superior to others.

Hearing everyone's cheers, Leng Binghan looked at everyone in confusion at first, and then realized that his actions were too ambiguous at this time.

But Wenxin had already covered her face, which was red and hot with embarrassment, with her hands when everyone was making noises, and ran back to her original seat, burying her head deeply in the desk and not daring to raise her head.

Her friends went over to comfort her one after another, and cast angry glances at Leng Binghan, as if he had done something evil.

Leng Binghan could only smile bitterly and sit down slowly. Since his rebirth, Leng Binghan has either played with children who don't understand anything, or is in kindergarten. This is the first time he has officially started his school career.

, I have really ignored the children of this period, and their emotions have taken root vaguely. Maybe even they themselves don’t know why they want to win the attention of the opposite sex in their hearts. The purpose of boys playing around is also to attract girls.

The gaze, but on the one hand, he has to show off that he is a man and does not associate with girls, and the same goes for girls. Under such a contradictory mentality, these childish and abnormal behaviors appear.

One of my unintentional mistakes today may make me and Wen Xin become the whirlpool and focus of the class for a long time. There will be countless rumors and various versions about various things between them. Leng Binghan doesn't care.

, to him, these are too childish, and he doesn’t take them to heart at all. But Wen Xin, can a little girl bear this?

But these things can't be solved by force or justification. This will only make it darker and darker. It's better to ignore him. As time goes by, everyone will find it boring, or there will be a new focus, so

Naturally it disappeared.

Unexpectedly, I would encounter such a thing on my first day in elementary school. Leng Binghan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

In fact, Wen Xin was not angry or upset about this. Leng Binghan gently touched her head, which suddenly reminded her of the happy time when everyone and Leng Binghan played together. It was really warm and memorable. It was just

But being coaxed by everyone, I was naturally a little shy and didn't dare to face Leng Binghan and everyone.

At this time, her warm friends were still comforting her. Among them, a fat little girl said angrily: "Xiaoxin, I'll tell the teacher and let the teacher punish him."

"Don't, don't." When she heard that she was going to tell the teacher, Wenxin panicked and quickly stopped her. She knew that Leng Binghan did it unintentionally. If she really told the teacher and was punished by the teacher, wouldn't it be harming him?

"Brother Xiaohan is a good person. I know him very well. We often play together. He didn't mean it." Wenxin immediately defended Leng Binghan, so anxious that sweat broke out on the tip of his nose.

"Oh, that's it!" Several female classmates looked at each other and smiled, lowered their voices and said ambiguously: "Our little Xinchun is very excited and wants to be Brother Xiaohan's little wife! Haha! Hehe."

"Nonsense, you just want to be my little wife!" Wen Wen was so embarrassed that he stretched out his hand to tickle them. They dodged and fought back, and everyone laughed and made a fuss.

Girls have always been shy and rarely act this crazy, so their behavior immediately became the focus of the class again, shocking the whole class, of course, if they had glasses.

During the play, Wen Wen's mind flashed back to the confident demeanor and perseverance that Leng Binghan had when he led him to play games with his cousins, as well as the tenderness when he gently touched his head just now... After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that doing it

Brother Xiaohan's little wife seems to be not bad either. There is a hint of sweetness in her heart, her heartbeat is pounding, and she can't help but have another blush on her face.