Zhang Shengli's heart was faintly worried:

Two or three days ago in the night self-study, he was urging students to review at the end of the semester, and there was a girl named Huang Sanmei in the class, who was still unable to grasp the idea of answering a few simple subjective questions. Huang Sanmei's foundation is very poor, and when she reaches junior high school, she still can't know pinyin; But this girl has a very good learning attitude, and she usually works hard. But it may be a problem of intelligence, no matter how hard this child works, it will be in vain, and his grades will always be at the bottom.

Zhang Shengli patiently explained to her many times alone, but as long as it was extended a little, Huang Sanmei would not be able to! Huang Sanmei looked anxious and helpless, but Zhang Shengli was annoyed: I was relegated to this ravine, just to serve you stupid?

"Third Sister Huang, why are you so naïve?" Zhang Shengli roared.

The eyes of the whole class stared at Huang Sanmei, Huang Sanmei was cramped and uneasy, and sobbed softly with sadness and self-blame. Unexpectedly, Zhang Shengli's next words completely crushed the little girl's self-esteem.

"You already look like a pig, you don't need a snack to study hard, what will you rely on to support yourself in the future?"

The class burst into laughter.

Huang Sanmei let out a "wow" and cried loudly on the desk.

The next day, Huang Sanmei asked Zhang Shengli for leave, saying that there was something at home and she had to rush home. Zhang Shengli approved the fake. Before Huang Sanmei turned to leave, she glanced at him resentfully.

This Huang Sanmei has been gone for two days, and Zhang Shengli is about to find a time to contact her family, but he didn't want to wait for the news of her death first.

School leaders said on the phone that more than one person in Huang Sanmei's family seemed to have died, which alarmed the police station. As Huang Sanmei's head teacher, it is necessary for Zhang Shengli to go on a trip to assist the police in understanding the situation.

Zhang Shengli's heart was beating wildly: How did Huang Sanmei die? Suicide? Could it be related to his unscrupulous words in a hurry? If that's the case, then you're in big trouble.

At the door of the police station, Jiang Daokun, the deputy director, was waiting for Zhang Shengli.

"Teacher Zhang, I'm going to trouble you!" Jiang Daokun said politely.

"Everywhere, everything should be done! Director Jiang, what is the specific situation? ”

Jiang Daokun said: "Let's get in the car first, let's talk in the car." Glancing at Wang Ziheng, "Who is this little brother?" ”

Zhang Shengli said: "My classmate, go to Chenjiazhai to find someone." Director Jiang, is your car big enough to sit in? Pick him up by the way! ”

Jiang Daokun pointed to the three policemen behind him and said, "There is one more than one, but it's not a big problem, let's go together." ”

The police car started, and the six people drove to Chenjiazhai together.

On the way, Jiang Daokun told Zhang Shengli that a total of four people had died in Huang Sanmei's family: fourteen-year-old Huang Sanmei, twelve-year-old Huang Xiaohao, nine-year-old Huang Xiaojie and five-year-old Huang Xiaomei.

The siblings had all been poisoned to death after drinking paraquat, and when the villagers found out, they were all out of breath. The strangest thing is that Huang Sanmei threw her head into the oil pot before she died, and her whole head was scorched.

"What about their parents?" Wang Ziheng interjected.

Jiang Daokun said: "The children's father works outside all the year round and rarely comes back; The mother ran away three years ago and disappeared, and the four children became left-behind children. Usually at home, I mainly rely on Huang Sanmei, an older girl, to take care of her. After Huang Sanmei went to junior high school, because she was boarding at school, the burden of supporting her family fell on Huang Xiaohao again. Their father, Huang Xuewu, had also remitted some money back before, but the village cadres responded that Huang Xuewu seemed to have lost contact in the past year or so. ”

Zhang Shengli also knew some of Huang Sanmei's family situation, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, because in the entire class, left-behind children like her accounted for seventy or eighty percent.

But after listening to what Jiang Daokun said, his heart tightened: Why did Huang Sanmei put her head into the oil pot? Others don't know, he understands best.

It was an extremely mediocre-looking girl, and the pigmentation caused by chronic malnutrition made her face have many yellow-brown spots, dry and sallow skin, and she was often ridiculed.

Who doesn't care about their looks when they are in puberty? is such a girl who is already extremely inferior, but Zhang Shengli stabbed her in the heart again.

The reason why Huang Sanmei mustered up great courage to make herself unrecognizable before she died was nothing more than because Zhang Shengli's hurtful words made her disgusted and hated her appearance to the extreme......

Zhang Shengli looked out the car window at the night that was tightly closed, his face was like stagnant water.

"Since this girl is the eldest in the family, how can she be named Third Sister?" Wang Ziheng seems to have a lot of questions.

Jiang Daokun explained: "It is said that there are two older sisters above, both of whom married to other provinces, and basically have no connection with the family. ”

"Sounds like suicide, right?"

"Most of it was suicide! The case reported by the village chief of Chenjiazhai also said that it was a suicide. Originally, there are people who commit suicide for various reasons in the countryside almost every year, and after the accident, basically the relatives of the deceased deal with the aftermath by themselves, and we generally don't care; But so many people died at once, and the village panicked, and we didn't dare to be careless, so we decided to go and have a look. ”

"Are there many suicides of left-behind children like this?"

"It's not much, but in terms of probability, our Guizhou Province is higher than other provinces. This is a social problem, the economic backwardness brought about by the large amount of labor output, the old concept of the phenomenon of superbirth, so that the situation of left-behind children and empty nesters in our province is grim. Hey, we have seen a lot of such tragedies, and people are numb! ”

Jiang Daokun's face was not shocked, but deep in his heart he could not hide the strong hidden pain.

The police car drove on the dangerous mountain road for more than an hour, and everyone was much less interested in talking, some people were napping, and some people were bowing their heads and playing with their mobile phones.

Wang Ziheng glanced at Zhang Shengli beside him, he hadn't spoken since he got into the car, and he looked out the window with blank eyes, looking preoccupied.

"Be careful!" Jiang Daokun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly shouted.

The driver, Xiao Zhou, only yawned and was slightly distracted, and after being reminded by Jiang Daokun, he realized that there were more than a dozen children in front of the car crossing the mountain road together.

Xiao Zhou slammed on the brakes, but fortunately did not hit the child.

The dozen or so children, men and women, the oldest were no more than six or seven years old, and the youngest was two or three years old, dressed in colorful and tattered clothes, walking in front of the car with a smile and a smile, and seemed to be completely unaware of the police car that almost hit them.

At the end of the procession, two little girls pulled a little boy of four or five years old, the little boy was dressed in new clothes, holding a water gun in his hand, crying quietly, as if calling "Mommy".

By the time the people in the police car came to their senses, the children had already crossed the mountain road and walked down the slope to the side.

Xiao Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It's so late, how can so many children pop up on the highway?" ”

Jiang Daokun said: "I'm used to it, and I probably don't know how to go home." Sit down, I'll go down and see, it's not safe to wander outside at this time! Out of a sense of responsibility, he wanted to get out of the car and urge the children to hurry home.

Xiao Liu, another policeman next to Wang Ziheng, said in a trembling voice: "Jiang Suo, this is Jingliangzi, where is the family from within a radius of more than ten miles?" The old people all said: Jingliangzi, ghosts, the gods told you not to come. In my opinion, 80% of these children are not human! ”

"Shut up!" Jiang Daokun said angrily, "You are also a policeman, so you actually believe this?" If you talk nonsense again, Lao Tzu will fire you when he goes back! Xiao Liu didn't dare to be verbose, and Wang Ziheng felt that his body was trembling slightly.

Jiang Daokun got out of the car, took out his mobile phone to illuminate, and found that the children just now had long since disappeared. The road stretches along a curved hill beam, with overgrown slopes on both sides, and the mountain wind rushes through the ridge unscrupulously, whirring, and there are no human figures?

Yes, this place is Jingliangzi.

The altitude of Qinliangzi is high, the terrain is steep, and the radius is more than ten miles uninhabited. In the early years, because the medical level was too low, all the villages more than ten miles away, but all the little babies who could not be saved or raised were lost here. After a long time, there was a rumor that Qingliangzi was haunted.

When the road was built in the 80s, workers threw the bones of children down the mountain.

As a native of Sheephorn, Jiang Daokun had heard these "ghost" words, but he had never believed them. Tonight, in the face of the strange scene that just happened, no matter how materialistic he is, he can't help but be stunned.

"These wild children are gone!" Jiang Daokun blushed and went back to the car.

When they heard this, their hearts sank.

Xiao Liu stammered, "I said, right? Hurry up and go, you can't stay for a long time......"

This time, Jiang Daokun did not refute Xiao Liu.

Xiao Zhou settled down and hurriedly lit the fire. As soon as the police car started, Xiao Zhou stepped on the accelerator to the end and shot forward like an arrow.

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