On the place where Zhao Qingqing told my country that the flag was where Song Qingyi was, I really didn't have too much excitement and excitement, and I didn't rush down the mountain like crazy.

I just looked at the small village very calmly, and then made up a lot of pictures of Song Qingyi in this village......

Maybe she will wear local national costumes, play games with a group of innocent children on the palm-sized sand playground, she will affectionately ask the children to sing, she will teach the children to take pictures and draw, so that the children can learn about the outside world......

Or he would sit in front of a candlelight late one night, stitching and mending children's clothes with needles and threads in his hands.

And on a sunny afternoon, she would lie in the place where I had just laid and blow the wind, and she would not laugh, not shed tears, no movements, no words......

When I was thinking about this, Zhao Qingqing suddenly pushed me: "What do ......you think?

I came back to my senses and asked her, "What do you say, what will she do now?"

"Uh...... I should have just finished eating and should be playing with the kids. ”

I asked her again, "Do you think she'll be surprised to see me later?"

"Yes!"

"Let's go down the mountain!"

……

The way down was naturally much easier than uphill, and we came down from the mountain without much effort, through a ridge trail and through a potholed path.

Every few steps I would look back, and then imagine Song Qingyi's situation on this road, maybe everywhere we walked there were her footprints.

As I got closer and closer to that Hope Primary School, my steps became slower and heavier.

Zhao Qingqing didn't urge me, I stopped and went, and she also stopped and stopped, holding her mobile phone in front of me to take pictures here and there.

The villagers who passed by would look at us for a long time, and maybe they thought we were dressed strangely, so they would casually take a few more looks.

I grabbed one of the villagers and asked, "Hello, big brother, I want to ask if there is a person named Song Qingyi in this village?"

The eldest brother didn't seem to understand my Mandarin, he was communicating with me in the local language, and I couldn't understand what he was saying.

Zhao Qingqing finally shouted to me in front of me, "Hurry up! ”

I followed, and we walked straight to the Hope Primary School, where there was a security guard guarding the school gate, and I don't know if it was a security guard.

He stopped us and spoke a local dialect that Zhao Qingqing and I couldn't understand.

Zhao Qingqing said: "Hello, we are here to find someone, is Song Qingyi teaching here?"

The eldest brother seemed to be able to understand Mandarin, he nodded excitedly, naturally we couldn't understand what he said, but looking at his excited appearance proved that Song Qingyi was really here.

The big brother opened the door for us, and then babbled and led us inside.

Maybe it was because of noon, the students were moving freely in the playground, and when they saw me and Zhao Qingqing, two strange people, the children looked at us one after another.

I have seen some photos sent to her by Song Qingyi on Song Qingshan's WeChat, these children are really no different from the photos, they are all dark and swarthy, but they are so pure and innocent, and the clothes they wear are so shabby.

Suddenly, a group of children surrounded us, and they shouted at us, "Brother and sister, are you friends with Teacher Song?"

The children naturally spoke Mandarin, Zhao Qingqing and I nodded vigorously, and then I asked again, "Are you Teacher Song here?"

"No, no, Mr. Song has something to go back, and he won't come back until a month later. The children said.

Zhao Qingqing and I were stunned for a moment, and then we saw a middle-aged man with glasses walking towards us, and the man stretched out his hand to us from afar: "Welcome to our Pingtan Village Hope Primary School, you are friends of Teacher Song, right?"

Zhao Qingqing and I looked at the man walking in front of us again, nodded yes, and then shook hands with him.

The man smiled cleanly and said, "I am the principal of the school and a colleague of Teacher Song, my name is Du Shengping." ”

"Oh, hello Mr. Du!" I said.

"Come to the office with me, two!"

We followed him to the office, which was not so much an office as a cooking kitchen.

Yes, it's both the kitchen and the teacher's office, and there are three very shabby desks, the innermost of which is where the cooking is.

There is also a female teacher in it, Teacher Du introduced that it was her wife, they are both teachers in the school, and her wife usually cooks at school.

After bringing us in and sitting down, Mr. Du went to bring me and Zhao Qingqing two cups of boiling water, and then said with a smile: "The two of you are tired of traveling, this road is not easy, right?"

"Hehe, it's okay. I nodded and smiled, then looked around the office again, and finally fixed my eyes on a desk next to me.

Teacher Du said to me, "This desk is where Teacher Song usually works?"

I immediately walked over, my fingers touched the desk lightly, and I seemed to be able to feel the breath left by Song Qingyi.

This is, Zhao Qingqing asked Teacher Nadu again: "Teacher Du, what do you mean when I heard the children say that Teacher Song went back?"

"Oh, that's right, two days ago, Teacher Song said that she wanted to go back, saying that her sister's child was about to be born, and she would come back in a month. ”

When I heard this, I was stunned, turned my head to look at Teacher Du mechanically, and said, "I went back two days ago, but why didn't we know she was back?"

"I don't know this, I don't know about this!" Mr. Nadu looked dazed.

Zhao Qingqing then said, "Teacher Du, do you have her contact number?

Teacher Na Du looked a little embarrassed, but under the gaze of Zhao Qingqing and me, he still took out an old mobile phone and dialed Song Qingyi.

But after a while, he put down his phone and said, "Turn it off." ”

"You fight again, I'll listen. I leaned over and said.

When I called it again, I really turned it off.

I suddenly had a bad premonition, and I don't know why, I don't know if Song Qingyi is here to do something, or if she didn't contact us after she went back.

Thinking about it, I immediately took out my mobile phone and called Song Qingshan.

The signal here is not very good, so that after Song Qingshan connected the phone, her voice was intermittent.

I asked her directly, "Has your sister come back?"

"You say...... What? Be louder, I can't hear ......."

"I said, 'Your sister, are you going back?'" I said aloud word by word.

"Didn't you go to my sister?"

"Yes, I'm in the primary school where she teaches now, but she said that she went back two days ago, didn't she contact you?"

"No, she didn't come back! If she did, I would definitely tell you!" After speaking, Song Qingshan asked nervously, "Did my sister have an accident over there?"

My heart was shocked, and I turned to look at Teacher Nadu sharply, and asked him, "I haven't been back at all, you tell me honestly, has she been framed by you?"