Seeing that I suddenly became serious, Mr. Nadu panicked all of a sudden, and he replied tremblingly: "No, really not, the people on our side like Teacher Song very much, how can it hurt her?"

"Then why are you lying? She didn't go back at all, I just called her sister, and people didn't know about it. I glared at him with red eyes and snapped.

"I really don't know this, I really don't know this! The day before yesterday, Teacher Song told me that she was going back. Probably a little frightened by my eyes, he spoke a little heavily.

I strode up to him, grabbed him by the collar, glared at him, and said, "You'd better not tell a lie!"

"Oh, I don't know, Mr. Xiang......"

I was stunned, I remember I didn't introduce myself!

"How do you know my last name is Xiang?" I asked, clutching him by the collar.

"Teacher Song often mentions you to me, and I've seen your photos, so we all know you. ”

This is with the female teacher came over and said, "Mr. Xiang, we really didn't lie, Teacher Song did say that something went back." ”

Zhao Qingqing also persuaded on the side: "Xiang Nan, let go first, don't get excited, you have something to say!"

Now Song Qingyi's life and death are unknown, if they don't hand over people today, I will smash this school!"

Lying outside to watch the strange group of children, because I was scared to run around because of my words, maybe I became a demon in their eyes.

"Well, I'll call the head of our village and ask you. Teacher Du said.

"Okay, go call at once, I'll see what tricks you want to play." ”

He immediately called the female teacher to call the village chief, and about ten minutes later, a slightly older middle-aged and elderly man came to the office.

I immediately questioned him about Song Qingyi, and the village chief also said that he had left the village the day before yesterday, and said that she had personally sent him away.

After hearing this, I became even more angry, and said coldly: "Co-author, you guys are ganging up to deceive me, right?"

"I really didn't lie to you!Mr. Xiang, everyone in our village likes Teacher Song very much, we can't bear her too late, how can we harm her!" Teacher Nadu said sincerely.

Zhao Qingqing persuaded again: "Xiang Nan, calm down! Maybe Song Qingyi really went back, she might just not contact us." ”

Gradually, my emotions calmed down, but it didn't mean that I believed what they said.

I let go of Teacher Nadu and said sharply, "If you don't tell the truth today, I can only call the police and let the police deal with it." ”

The village chief and Teacher Nadu sighed one after another, it's not that I deliberately embarrassed them, I really can't figure it out, who can figure it out?

Even if they didn't contact us when they went back, why did their teachers turn off their phones when they called?

I suddenly remembered Xiaoman, last time he used black technology to help me find Song Qingyi, I still have Song Qingyi's ID number, I immediately called Xiaoman again.

After Xiaoman connected, I asked her: "Xiaoman, you can quickly help me check whether Song Qingyi has bought tickets online these days." ”

"What? Brother Nan, what are you talking about? I can't hear ...... clearly."

This damn signal, I walked out of the office with my phone, and the group of kids outside saw me come out, and they hid away from me as if they saw the Great Demon King.

The signal was a little better, and I repeated what I had just said.

Xiao Man heard it clearly, and then said: "Okay, then Brother Nan, don't hang it up yet, I'll be able to inquire soon." ”

After I waited anxiously for two minutes, Xiaoman's voice came: "Yes, Brother Nan, on the 24th of this month, that is, the day before yesterday, she bought a ticket from Meigu County to Chengdu, and a 25-good bullet train ticket from Chengdu to Chongqing." ”

When I heard this, my scalp was numb!

It seems that she really went back, but why didn't she contact us? If she didn't contact me, she didn't even contact Song Qingshan, or did she say that Song Qingshan lied to me?

I was so confused, but anyway, I did misunderstand Mr. Du and them.

After hanging up Xiaoman's phone, I returned to the office, bowed deeply to Mr. Du, and apologized: "Mr. Du, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, I'm really sorry!"

Teacher Du didn't blame me, but said to me kindly: "Mr. Xiang, everyone in our village, including the little animals here, likes Teacher Song very much, and we can't harm her." ”

"Well, I was too emotional just now, I'm sorry!" I bowed deeply again and apologized.

Zhao Qingqing asked me at this time, "Did she really go back?"

I nodded, and said, "Since you have come so far, let's stay in our village for one night! ”

People are so enthusiastic about us, and I was so fierce to them just now, and I suddenly felt very shameless.

I touched my nose and said, "Village Chief, I'm really sorry, I was too aggressive just now, please forgive me." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, we can understand, we can understand. ”

"Thank you! But don't go back to prepare, we are here to find Song Qingyi, since she has already gone back, then we have to rush back overnight." ”

Teacher Du chimed in and said, "Why is it so fast? Just stay with us for one night! ”

I'd love to stay here longer, but time doesn't allow it!

I shook my head and said that I really don't need it, and Zhao Qingqing also echoed and said, "Yes, Teacher Du, the village head." We'll come back next time! ”

The people on their side are really enthusiastic, no matter what we say, they insist on keeping us for dinner, but I, Zhao Qingqing, want to return to Meigu County before it gets dark, and stay in Meigu County for one night, and I can drive back to Chongqing directly tomorrow.

Before leaving, I went to apologize to the children, I didn't want to make a bad impression in front of them, the children were innocent, which made me feel ashamed.

Teacher Du finally took me to see where Song Qingyi lived, which was really just a place to live...... Nothing more.

There is only a simple single bed in the room, the bed is neatly folded, and the smell of the bed is also the smell of Song Qingyi, which is a familiar and unfamiliar smell to me.

There's also a very old desk with lots of post-it notes of various colors, and a few selfies of her.

Indeed, as I imagined, she was wearing the local national costume, standing under the blue sky and white clouds, standing in the middle of a herd of cattle and sheep, her smile was pure, like a clear spring.

There are also a few novels on the desk, which should be her usual reading materials to pass the time.

In addition to these, there was also a small notebook, I picked up the small notebook, and opened the first page with her delicate font, and the first paragraph written on it was:

"I don't have time to be seriously young, and when I understand it, I can only choose to age seriously. ”