In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 114 The best memories were actually from elementary school.

When he left, his third uncle asked the canteen to give him an extra pig's hindquarters, and also put two pig heads in Yu Dawei's truck bed.

The pig's head and meat were to be given to Auntie's family as a special instruction from Third Uncle. Actually, even if he hadn't said it, given the level of understanding between Yu Dawei and him, he would have understood Third Uncle's intention.

Normally, some families slaughter pigs in winter for the Lunar New Year and save the pig's head and trotters until the second day of the second lunar month to eat them. Nowadays, the weather in Northeast China is not suitable for keeping the pig's head until winter, so it can only be taken back and divided up to eat.

After returning home, Yu Dawei divided the pig's head into pieces and went to help out at Heshan Elementary School the next day.

He didn't need to guess to know that Principal Zhang Baicang and old village chief Sun Heming were definitely unwilling to spend money to hire workers to repair the road.

Sure enough, when Yu Dawei drove his four-wheeled vehicle to the school, he found that the people doing the work were all the school teachers, while the elementary school students were having a labor class.

In order to build a road for the school, the old village chief specially bought a batch of red bricks from the brick kiln. Now the red bricks are neatly stacked at the base of the wall on the east side.

Yu Dawei drove the car to the large iron gate of Heshan Primary School. The school gate was also made of welded wire mesh and steel pipes, with four rectangular pillars serving as the gate's pillars, and a cement slab roof on top.

The four pillars consist of two large pillars and two small pillars. At the very top of the largest pillars are four large, red-painted iron characters: Heshan Primary School.

The wire mesh gate below is the main gate that is rarely used on weekdays. The small wire mesh gate next to it is the main place for daily entry and exit. Moreover, the school gate is open during the day, so it is not a problem for people outside the school to go in and out.

Today, the gate wasn't locked with chains; instead, it was simply bolted shut.

After Yu Dawei arrived, he pushed open the two steel mesh gates and drove the four-wheeled vehicle inside.

On the playground, the children who were carrying bricks toward the middle of the school were the first to spot Yu Dawei, and every pair of eyes looked at him with curiosity.

"Dawei's here!" Old village chief Sun Heming was also carrying bricks with the children. In addition to him, Old Li, the accountant of the neighborhood committee, and Old Huang, the logistics manager, were also helping out.

"Well, I didn't have anything else to do, so I came over to help you with some work." Yu Dawei glanced at Huang Man, who was using an excavator to turn over soil in the middle of the playground. "I hope this kid hasn't caused you any trouble."

"No, no, Master Huang is working very hard," the old village chief praised.

Yu Dawei smiled and didn't waste any more words, immediately joining the brick-moving team.

However, neither the principal nor the village chief assigned Yu Dawei any heavy work. Instead, he worked with a young female teacher, mainly responsible for the children's safety.

Yu Dawei was happy to have some free time, occasionally checking out his class or strolling around the school.

In the future, as the population of Huaxia decreases, the village primary schools will continue to merge, and students will go to the central school in the town to study. With a sharp decline in population and a loss of students, Heshan Primary School will eventually disappear into the annals of history.

Now that Yu Dawei is here, he wants to remember everything about this place, since this was also where he spent his student days.

As an honorary alumnus of Haseon Elementary School, he also wants to help the school and build a paradise in the hearts of the children.

According to Zhang Baicang, the principal of Heshan Primary School, the plan is to pave a brick road from the school gate all the way to the school building.

The classrooms at Hasan Elementary School are easily distinguishable. From left to right, there are eight rooms: preschool, first grade, second grade, third grade, fourth grade, fifth grade, and finally the teachers' office.

The office is different from the classroom. After entering the office, there are two rooms on the left and right. The room on the left is filled with various tables and chairs, which is where the teachers work and also have lunch.

On the right is a small house with a heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove). Anyone who wants to rest at noon or doesn't want to go home in the evening can stay overnight in this small house.

Each classroom is about 50 or 60 square meters, with a black wooden blackboard, a red Chinese flag hanging on it, and the words "Study hard" on the left and "Strive for progress every day" on the right.

The windows are all made of wooden frames and glass, and there are portraits of famous people hanging on the wall next to the windows.

Galileo, Beethoven, Lenin, Marx, Engels...

If a brick path is drawn in the middle of the school playground, the entire area will be divided into three parts.

There are two playgrounds of roughly the same size on the left and right sides. The playground on the left side of the house has two basketball hoops for the children to play basketball.

However, according to Yu Dawei's memory, it seems that these two shelves were just for decoration, and the children probably still don't know what a basketball is.

Moreover, the ground is all dirt, and most of the playground is soil with various small stones on it. Can you play basketball on this?

Maybe, but I doubt most parents would be willing to spend the money to buy their child a basketball.

On the right side of the playground, near the bottom of the building, there is a stone platform, also called a lectern. Behind the square lectern is a stone staircase.

The only purpose of this podium was for the principal to stand on when lining up to go home in the summer to arrange the formation and count so that no child was left behind. A long row of willow trees was planted near the front of the building; now, after decades, they had grown quite thick. A worn-out, thick iron plate hung from a branch of one of the willows near the teachers' office.

Its purpose is to remind students and teachers in each class that get out of class is over.

Some teachers wear watches and, when it's time to dismiss their own students, they start "ringing the bell" precisely on time.

After about ten minutes, he will "ring the bell" again to signal the start of class.

In addition, there is a well not far from where the platform was placed.

Yu Dawei gazed at the wooden cover over the well, a wave of emotion washing over him. This well held the memories of each and every one of his students.

My classmate from the supply and marketing cooperative, surnamed Ma, once drew water from this well with me.

He still clearly remembers the rules: students below the third grade are not allowed to fetch water here, and the well cover is usually kept tightly closed.

This well is nothing like the one at the old man's house. The pulley and crank are made of wood, and the well rope is worn and frayed, probably from years of use.

Further west, the school has more than two acres of land, which serves as an experimental field for labor classes and also as a place to improve the teachers' lunch during the autumn harvest, which is now.

Boil some noodles, pick a tomato, fry an egg, and make a tomato and egg noodle soup—that's a great meal.

There is a small door on the east side of the house. If you go out of this door and walk north, you will reach the village where the first and second teams are located. It can be considered as a separate door for the students of these two teams.

As for the school toilets, Yu was astonished to find that they were located in the middle of the school building.

There's a circular archway in front. Once inside, you can see the exposed walls of the classrooms on both sides. If you walk forward, the path splits into two: one to the left and one to the right. The left side leads to the girls' restroom, and the right side leads to the boys' restroom.

Yu Dawei chuckled when he saw the toilet design. There are always elementary school students who go into the wrong toilet, including him.

Haseon Elementary School—this place not only holds my happy memories from back then, but will also hold all the memories of my eldest son in the future.

He had read Yu Muyu's diary back then. A person who loves to keep a diary is really easy to be caught out by others. Yu Dawei can be said to have rediscovered his eldest son through the diary.

That sensible eldest son, whose life is actually full of many regrets.

His happiest days were before the third grade of elementary school. He had a little girl he really liked. It was a simple liking, a simple love to see her smile, because she looked so beautiful when she smiled!

His most painful experience was transferring schools in the third grade of elementary school to Dufeng Elementary School in Youcheng. He was labeled as a temporary student, ostracized, distrusted by teachers, and beaten and scolded by his father for not keeping up with the curriculum.

The dark side of his heart kept growing; he stole things from the supermarket and hung out with older students outside of school at lunchtime...

Excruciating pain, covered in wounds. This was the most direct impression Yu Dawei had after reading his eldest son's diary.

A child's most memorable experiences during junior high school are those from elementary school, which is enough to show that the most unforgettable and the most hated places are also from elementary school.

In truth, since his rebirth, Yu Dawei has been afraid to touch upon his son's or anyone else's life trajectory. You may be doing this for his own good, but who knows what kind of impact it will have on him in the future?
What kind of people will he meet again? What uncertainties will he encounter, even life and death? Without any trace of his former path, Yu Dawei has no idea about any of this.

He can choose his own destiny, because he has that right!
He wants to relive his past life, to set aside all the resentment, regret, and disappointment, and to live a second life without shame.

But what about others? You said you sent your eldest son to the best school in the city for his own good, but what if he suddenly gets into a car accident, or his life takes a completely different turn, and he never sees his beloved wife again, nor does he have a grandson...

It was all caused by his interference, so does that mean he doesn't respect other people's fate?

Yu Dawei set a bottom line for himself: unless it involves life or death, he will try his best not to interfere in other people's lives and respect their fate.

Because nothing is more cruel than death, if you already know you're going to die, at least you can live on for the unknown.

This is a very serious matter for David! Does he really think this is a novel? He is truly reliving his own life.

Therefore, he must respect the fate of everyone around him, and only when the general direction is correct will he choose to deviate from the chords of fate.

As for his beloved eldest son...

Yu Dawei wanted to wait until his child was a little older before asking for his opinion and his views on life. Even if he just said something random, it wouldn't matter. At least it would make Yu Dawei seem less like the culprit who deprived others of their destiny.

(End of this chapter)