Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

On the one hand, I was the youngest among the seven girls in the class. On the other hand, maybe it was because of my reputation as a disaster star that they were unwilling to communicate with me.

By the way, there are 20 people in a primary school class and only 7 of them are girls. This may be a manifestation of favoring boys over girls. Obviously, the birth rate of girls is much lower.

Although I was in the fifth and sixth grades, because my grades were pretty good, we still played together often, but no one was particularly close to me. I should say that we were just casual acquaintances and ordinary classmates.

I comforted Wang Fang for a long time before she calmed down. She also gave me the scarf her sister brought back from the city.

I was too embarrassed to accept it at that time because I didn't have any gifts prepared for her. I thought I would buy something for her someday when I had time.

Gong Yalan also enthusiastically took out two small round biscuits from the desk and handed them to me.

"Hello, thank you!"

I didn't know what to talk to her about, and I was too embarrassed to take the cookies from her hand.

Because I don’t want my grandma to work too hard, every time I go out and she wants to buy me some snacks, I refuse them.

I have seen this kind of cookies, but only one or two shops in town sell them, and they are very expensive.

For rural families, it should be a luxury that they can afford but are reluctant to buy.

Seeing that I was embarrassed, she pulled my hand and forced it into my hand.

"Go ahead, try it, it's delicious."

She seemed quite sincere and didn't look down on me at all because I came from the countryside.

In that era, children in the city had an innate sense of superiority. They were given city hukou from birth and ate state-funded food.

At that time, it was quite difficult for rural people to get a city hukou. In addition to getting one through their own efforts and being admitted to a technical secondary school or university, they could also buy a hukou through connections.

The so-called buying a household registration means transferring a rural household registration to an urban household registration. This is not something that ordinary rural people can do. On the one hand, it requires connections, and on the other hand, it requires money.

Not to mention that most rural people cannot find such a relationship. Even if they do, the cost of purchasing a household registration can be as high as 5000 yuan.

Most rural families cannot afford it. For an average rural family, after working hard for a year, it would be good enough if they can save a thousand yuan.

Gong Yalan and I also joined the chat, and at the beginning we usually talked about family matters.

She talked about her family situation, that her father was a teacher at the town's high school, her mother cooked in the school cafeteria, she had an older brother who was in high school, and an older sister who was in college.

I envy her very much. She was born in an intellectual family, with a father and a mother, and brothers and sisters who love her.

I did not hide my family situation from her and told her that I only had a grandmother.

I read sympathy or even pity in her eyes, but she didn't look down on me because of it.

On the contrary, she firmly affirmed my grandmother and said that my grandmother was very powerful.

I can relate to you. My grandma is really amazing. Although in recent years, because I have the ability to see ghosts, she has become a little dependent on this ability of mine.

Just from the level of respect the villagers had for her, I knew that she must have been an extraordinary and remarkable person when she was young.

Besides, it was amazing that she was able to raise me to this age and take such good care of me on her own when I was three years old, even though she was already in her 60s.

The classroom was very noisy, but we had a very pleasant conversation. To be honest, I really believe in fate. It may have something to do with my ability to see ghosts and ghosts. People who are not destined to be together cannot even talk to each other.

"Everyone be quiet."

Gong Yalan and I were chatting enthusiastically when suddenly a voice startled us.

The voice was low but loud, strong and powerful, able to penetrate the entire classroom and allow everyone to hear it clearly.

I immediately recognized that this was Qin Juhua's voice. I had already learned from Gong Yalan that she was the class monitor.

I looked up and saw that she was sitting in the first row of the second column. The first to third rows of the second row of a classroom should be the golden positions. The head teacher would arrange the top 10 students in the class in these positions and give them key training.

Qin Juhua is quite hardworking. I thought it was because the classroom was too noisy and it affected her ability to study hard, so I shouted to stop her.

At this moment, she stood up from her seat, turned to face everyone, and her face looked very bad.

"Please be quiet, so as not to be seen by the school leaders and affect our class's advanced class rating."

She patiently explained the situation to her classmates word by word.

In fact, her loud shout just now had already stopped most of the noise, and the classroom had become suddenly quiet.

Although some people were still muttering about what she was so great about, the students in the last few rows didn't take her words seriously at all and continued to do as they pleased.

As the class monitor, she still has a certain deterrent effect. After she sat down, the voice rang again, but it was obviously much smaller than before.

I saw her get into the learning state immediately after she sat down. I felt ashamed of myself and I should take her as a role model for my study.

It was soon 9 o'clock and many students rushed out of the classroom.

"Come on, let's go back to the dormitory together. Which room do you want to stay in?"

I told Gong Yalan that I asked her because I had never met Gong Yalan in the dormitory.

"Oh, I don't live in school, I'm a day student," she said with a smile.

I was very surprised because there was no such thing as day school in Sanxiang Middle School because all the students were from the village.

"Oh, that's great." I envied her again. It must be very comfortable to live at home.

"Then, how do you get back?" I asked again.

"I walk back and get home in less than 20 minutes," she replied.

"Then be careful when you walk at night."

I waved goodbye to her and walked towards the dormitory.

After washing up, I climbed onto the bed. I didn’t know that this school had a hot water room. I didn’t bring a thermos, so I was prepared to just make do with cold water like I did at Sanxiang Middle School.

"Liu Feng, why don't you bring a thermos? I'll pour you half of the hot water."

Seeing that I didn't dare put my feet in cold water, Qin Juhua kindly poured some hot water into my basin.

I looked at her with gratitude. Since entering junior high school, everyone I met was quite sincere. I felt like my life was on a high note and not as unlucky as when I was a child.

"Thank you!" I thanked her sincerely.

"Bring a thermos back next week," she reminded me.

"Oh, I see."

I originally wanted to use my break time to buy one on the street, but after calculating my work and rest schedule, I realized I had no time to go, so I gave up and had to wait until the weekend.

Because I was in a new environment, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. When I heard the creaking sound of the iron bed, I knew that many of my classmates were in the same situation as me and couldn't sleep.

Most of the people living in this dormitory are girls from our class. Everyone is very polite. Even if they can't sleep, they try not to make any noise for fear of disturbing others' rest.

I don't know how long I tossed and turned before I fell into a drowsy sleep.