The rebirth of a small town, starting from birth

"No, this is my friend's child." Liu Yue touched Shang Yunmiao's little head and said so to the other party.

The teacher nodded after hearing this, and asked about the occupations of the two children's parents after a while.

Liu Yue answered truthfully.

After writing down the contact number, the female teacher took out a few brand new textbooks from behind and handed them to Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao respectively.

"Okay, little friends, find a seat by yourself." Her tone was a little stiff, mixed with a little politeness and performance.

Chen Bing didn't know whether Liu Yue heard the charm in the other party's words, but he felt it anyway.

After saying goodbye to Liu Yue, Chen Bing took Shang Yunmiao's little hand and took her to find a seat by the window. But he changed his mind and thought that the windows of this classroom were so thin, it would probably be very cold in winter. So, he took his little follower to find a place in the front row by the right wall and sat down again.

Seeing the two children find a seat and sit down, Liu Yue also left with peace of mind.

At this time, after three years of training in kindergarten, many strong people gathered in this classroom have evolved from a young boy who would cry when he left his parents and came to a new environment to a young boy who would not cry even if he sat alone in an unfamiliar classroom.

For example, Shang Yunmiao, she has no intention of crying now. Instead, she followed Chen Bing to find a seat, put down her schoolbag, and sat quietly.

During the time when waiting for the students to arrive, Chen Bing did not rest. He first flipped through the textbooks he had just received.

A first-grade Chinese book and a first-grade mathematics book, nothing else.

Chen Bing could feel an ancient atmosphere just by looking at the cover of the textbook. When he opened the textbook and read the content, he found that the content was quite low-level.

The knowledge taught in the senior class of the bilingual kindergarten is probably more advanced than this, right?

So in the previous life, how did I get 47 points in my first exam in my life?

In just a few minutes, Chen Bing finished reading the two textbooks in his hand. He closed the book and turned to look at Shang Yunmiao, who sat at the same table.

When the little girl first sat down, she wanted to chat with Chen Bing. But when she saw that the other party was concentrating on reading a new book, she felt embarrassed to disturb him. Instead, she imitated the other party and patiently read the Chinese textbook in her hand.

Chen Bing didn't know all these psychological activities of Xiao Shang. Similarly, he was not as considerate of others as Shang Yunmiao. Feeling bored, he ignored Shang Yunmiao doing his own things and started talking to her directly.

However, Shang Yunmiao was happy to chat with him.

She immediately put down the textbook in her hand and leaned against Chen Bing to talk.

The content of the chat with a six or seven-year-old child is obviously not nutritious. The reason why Chen Bing chatted with Shang Yunmiao was mainly because he thought that the other party's little childish voice was very nice. So he treated it as listening to music and went to enjoy it.

Happy times are always very short. At about eight o'clock, more and more people came into the classroom. The empty seats were gradually filled. After a while, there was a lot of chatter around Chen Bing and the others.

When the bell rang, except for three or four people who were still queuing to register, everyone else had already sat down.

After listening to Shang Yunmiao's voice, Chen Bing stretched and looked around the classroom.

As expected, he saw a few familiar faces.

There were three children he knew when he first played in the village. There were two in the same class in the bilingual kindergarten, and one who played together in the community in the past year.

In total, there were about six people.

Yes, everyone lived in the same town and was of similar age. The town's central primary school was also the primary school with the best teaching quality in the town, so it was not surprising to see so many familiar faces.

However, because children of this age could not remember people, there was no scene of twos and threes gathering to chat.

I remember that when Chen Bing was in the first and second grades of elementary school in her previous life, she didn't know who in her class was in the same kindergarten as her. The earliest good friend she remembered seemed to have been in the third grade.

"Xiao Shang, do you remember who she is?"

To verify her inner guess and to kill time, Chen Bing pointed to a little girl in the same kindergarten class sitting not far from her and asked Shang Yunmiao.

Shang Yunmiao, who had already associated the name "Xiao Shang" with herself, immediately began to think. After a moment, she shook her head, indicating that she didn't remember who she was.

"Who is she?"

"She was in the same kindergarten as us."

"Oh."

See., I knew it was like this.

Just as Chen Bing was thinking this, he felt someone poking him from behind.

Turning back, he found that the other person was a familiar boy.

Who was it?

While Chen Bing was reminiscing, the other person smiled and called him.

"Brother Bingbing!"

Hearing this familiar name that he had only heard in the village, Chen Bing suddenly remembered who the person behind him was.

It was the silverfish boy, Zhang Yuan, the one who adopted Hei Zhuang before.

Since Chen Bing moved, he has never seen the other person again. Now, after a year or so, he didn't recognize him at the first time.

Is it because children of this age grow up fast?

"Are you wearing a small silverfish?" In order to confirm the other party's identity, Chen Bing suddenly said this.

After hearing Chen Bing's question, Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached into his collar and took out a small silver fish hanging by a red string.

Seeing this token, King Chen Bing confirmed the identity of this person, who was his long-lost relative.

"How did you recognize it was me?" Chen Bing was a little curious. You know, as a mature adult, he didn't recognize the other person at the first time.

How should a six-year-old kid answer this? Zhang Yuan scratched the back of his head and said stupidly: "I don't know either."

Hearing this, Chen Bing didn't say anything more. He just nodded and casually asked about his recent situation.

After a few pleasantries, Chen Bing turned his head.

"Chen Bing, do you know him?"

Seeing that Chen Bing had finished chatting with others, Shang Yunmiao grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, a friend I played with before I moved."

"Oh..." Shang Yunmiao let go of the hand holding Chen Bing's clothes, responded with a somewhat lost tone, and then turned his head back silently.

When answering Shang Yunmiao's words, the teacher also happened to complete all the registration work. She stood up and walked to the podium, managed the discipline, and briefly introduced herself.

After saying this, she left the task of quietly studying, sat down at the desk, and sorted out the information she had just filled out.