When I rushed over, I saw a thick smoke slowly rising, and my uncle was cleaning up and burning garbage.

Leaning into the garbage dump, a foul and pungent smell wafted around me, and I covered my mouth and nose.

Walked up to the uncle and asked politely, "Uncle, did you take away a black bag on the playground?" ”

The uncle looked back at me blankly: "Ah! I can't hear what you say, so you say it louder. He pointed to his ear.

It turned out that the uncle was a little deaf and his hearing was not very good. I had no choice but to shout at the top of my voice and gesticulate: "Uncle, have you taken away a black bag on the playground?" "Shouting so loudly, this time, he should have heard it!

Sure enough, he heard it and nodded: "I collected a lot of garbage, I can't remember clearly, what's the matter, little girl, did you lose something?" ”

I nodded and asked the uncle again: "I lost a piece of clothing, it was in a black food bag, so do you remember it, where did you put it?" ”

The uncle pointed to a row of garbage cans in front of me and told me: "Little girl, the garbage I collected today is in those garbage cans, I have cleaned a few buckets, and they are all half burned, I don't know if your things are still there, can you find them." ”

At this time, my heart was cold, I sorted out my emotions, although the chance of finding it was very slim, but I still held a fluke and said to the uncle: "I'll look for it!" Maybe it's still there, or maybe it's not. ”

Walking in front of the trash can and looking at the appearance, it was really dirty, and I really didn't have the courage to do it!

I asked the uncle for help loudly: "Uncle, this is too dirty, I don't dare to rummage through the trash can with my hands, can you lend me the iron pliers in your hand!?" ”

"Okay, come and get it! I still have to burn the garbage, I can't help you, pay attention when you turn it over yourself, don't get your clothes dirty. "Uncle happily lent me the iron tongs.

I smiled: "Got it, uncle, thank you." "I took the tongs, had the tools, and felt a little confident, opened the lid of the trash can, and began to search...

I rummaged through three or four buckets in a row, but I couldn't find any clothes. I stopped and stared at the blazing fire...

Could it be that the clothes were burned before I arrived! I looked at the fire in despair. Give the tongs back to the uncle!

Go to the toilet and wash your hands and wash your face with cold water! I want to sober myself up, I lost my clothes, think about a way, what to do.

No matter how much it is, go back to the classroom first and take a step at a time. There's always a way!