"Who?" I asked in a slightly trembling voice, and the nerves that were highly tense just now were startled by the doorbell, and a cold sweat broke out; The father-in-law hurriedly wrapped the hand bones with yellow paper, and Jingtong obediently planted the flowers into the newly bought flower pot.

"Master, it's me, I brought people to you." I fell into the cat's eye and looked, Cao Jun? He was the only one outside the door holding a pot of flowers.

"Chief Cao, isn't it inappropriate for you to bring a pot of white chrysanthemums!" Because of the specially built temperature control equipment in the botanical garden, even if it is still a few months away from blooming chrysanthemums, the nursery garden can bloom now; Even I, a preschool teacher, know that white chrysanthemums are for the dead, so would he not know? You're here to curse your master's child and his grandfather, right? I really know people and faces, but I don't know my heart!

"Hehe, it's not a reassuring gift." I opened the door and Cao Jun entered the house.

"Just now I was in the nursery to sort out the text jiàn I heard movement outside the window, with the trick I learned from you to see, on this pot of flowers moved big, I brought, I didn't expect it to be the master recruiting her, after seeing the candle today, I think you must be ready to meddle again, check the staff file and send it, it should not be delayed!" Cao Jun put the flower pot down, and his father-in-law glanced at Jing Tong again, and Jing Tong nodded.

"And then what? The police in the big city won't believe what you say, so they have to find other ways to redress her grievances, and now even the child's parents are not looking for the child, what can we do? Cao Jun made it clear, indeed, if the bone was really a child who died unnaturally, how could he help her?

"What's wrong with Crystal Pupils?" I was startled by the fact that the crystal pupil couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth, and the two adults were in a hurry, what could the crystal pupil do?

"She has no grievances, she just wants to be with her parents." Yes? Can crystal pupils communicate with that so-called child? What can I say, disagree? But what I'm more curious about is why the bone is in the pot.

The father-in-law didn't say anything more, but handed over the yellow paper and bones to Cao Jun, and went back to the study to get a few pieces of yellow paper with red ink stains, probably charms and the like, and followed Cao Jun.

"Crystal pupils, mom doesn't quite understand, is that kid gone?" I cautiously circled the pot to make sure it wouldn't move.

"Well, mom wants to hear stories again?" The crystal eyes read through my thoughts.

"Jingtong thought she was going to harm Teacher Xu, so she brought her back, but she was bitten to death by a dog." Eh, I'm even more confused, although blood, blood, violence, and force affect the growth of children, but Crystal Pupil seems to have seen more of this kind of scene than I have seen, and suddenly I feel a little distressed Crystal Pupil, but what age is this, how can there be that kind of parent! Let the child be bitten to death by a dog?

"Is Mom worried about me? Crystal pupils are different from my mother's physique, I can only see and communicate with them, how they died, what they looked like when they died, crystal pupils can't be seen, but my mother can see when she holds crystal pupils, right? "I really didn't think that Crystal Pupil knew, so I wasn't dreaming? Aren't those hallucinations either? But what do I really see? So what's the matter with me?

"That, Crystal Pupil, Mom thinks, it's better to leave those alone, Mom clean up the floor, it's time for dinner, right." I was embarrassed to go to the kitchen to get a broom.

"Is Mom running away, or is it because Grandma doesn't want Mom to see it like Crystal Pupil?" Crystal Pupil's words were playing on a loop in my head as if they had been recorded, what was I afraid of? I always seem to be using realistic and common sense methods to explain this, thinking that my daughter is autistic, my father-in-law has Alzheimer's, and my mother needs psychological counseling, but I think the other way around? I instinctively avoided and disbelieved in unknown food, I thought it was nonsense, I used to think that it was my daughter's world that rejected me, but now I think it was my instinctive refusal to communicate with my daughter's world, maybe I can see that qiē too.

Just tangled in the nightmare nightmare, in the night dream I dreamed that the old director of the nursery school when he first took office, a pair of tattered parents, the mother is slightly mentally retarded, wearing a tattered red cotton jacket and green autumn pants in the summer, leading a little girl about four years old with pigtails, wearing a skirt that should have been pink, looking like someone else wears the rest of the holes, the color has also become light gray because it has not been washed for a long time, the little girl seems to have not washed her face for several days, and her face is long. Only the eyes are very beautiful and big, there are two dimples when he laughs, the father is quite normal, but the leg is obviously disabled and limping, wearing an army green pants, black clothes, the pockets of the gown are rotten and leaking outside, and he is caught by the little girl, the old director directly invited the family out, he didn't fancy it, the nursery at that time was only for the children of the rich who donated money to the government, and the children of the poor could only go to the small kindergarten opened by the welfare institute, which was only opened to the people of the city in the last seven or eight years. But the father was obviously reluctant to leave, and took out a crumpled bundle of cents from another pocket, the largest face value was only five yuan, most of which were five cents a piece, the old director in order to scare them out of the nursery at that time The two wolf dogs, I thought it was just to scare the two wolf dogs chasing a family of three out of the nursery, and actually really caught up with the daughter, the little girl was torn by two wolf dogs, the mother threw the dog desperately, and even the father was anxious to bite the dog, I really wanted to go up to help, watching the little girl's body being torn apart, But I couldn't move, I couldn't help.

"Ahh I woke up in horror and found that I couldn't move, my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them at all, and my limbs looked like they had been put in a cast, but my hearing was still quite acute.

"Crystal Eyes, stop telling stories to your mother, my mother's fever this time is because of your story! You have to understand that the world you can see is the world that grandma doesn't want your mother to touch and interfere with, and your mother doesn't want to lose her crystal pupils, just like grandma doesn't want to lose her mother. "It's the mother, the mother is reprimanding the crystal pupils? What's going on? Do I have a fever? But my right foot can move! I tried to move, and sure enough, my right foot could move, and my mother seemed to see that my right foot was moving, and came over.

"My head is still very hot, I've asked for leave today, don't touch those strange things, I sent you to the nursery just now for that potted flower, that teacher Xu also thanked you for coming, you should rest assured, let's sleep again." When my mother touched my forehead with her hand, my eyes opened and my limbs moved, and I was relieved.

"Crystal pupils, be good, don't cry, it's my mother's fault, my mother shouldn't have kicked the quilt, I caught a cold." When my mother went to the kitchen to cook porridge, I hugged the sobbing crystal pupil, and the moment I hugged her, I saw that it was the little girl holding her mother's hand, which was still the same dress in the dream, but they were bowing to me and thanking me, although they were surprised but still gave them a smile, and the sound of my father-in-law and my mother arguing came from the kitchen, it seemed that it was because my mother reprimanded Jing Tong that my father-in-law was unhappy.

"Your waste wood is a treasure, and my candles are also treasures! It's not your turn to shout five or six here! "It's my father-in-law, it seems that the fire is quite strong, and the sound of water in the kitchen can't cover my father-in-law's voice.

"Yes, my waste firewood is a treasure, and it's better than the wood in your house that doesn't let you worry!" Waste wood, waste firewood, how does it sound so familiar, I got up and wanted to persuade me to fight, but when I was thinking about waste wood, I already fell to the ground in a coma with a headache.

If it is produced by water, it must be a water product