Hetu was only a twelve-year-old child at the time, and at that time, the state had made nine-year compulsory education compulsory for many years, so he had to send him to school. Hetu is a few years older than me, but he was delayed in the early years, so although he is older, he has to learn from scratch.

But fortunately, the Hetu people are talented and intelligent, originally literate, studied during the day, and learned Taoism from Cha Wenbin at night, and lived like this for about a month.

Behind the elementary school where Hetu is located is a willow forest, and above it is a stone arch bridge, and a small river runs through the willow forest, which is only 20 meters away from the school.

The school is a bit old, and the walls are all small bungalows, and the walls are still painted with slogans from the Cultural Revolution. The black asbestos tiles and mottled yellow walls have sent away generations of villagers.

At that time, there were no toys on campus, let alone the single and double poles that can be found everywhere now. There are no courts, no running tracks, and the ground is dusty from the children's charge after class. A co-ed toilet separated by hardwood boards, a cafeteria for the children to steam, six classrooms, and two teachers' offices.

Because Hetu was older than the children in the same class, and naturally taller, he sat at the back. There is a door at the back of the classroom, facing the river, where there is a shallow pond where the women of the village wash their clothes and vegetables, and where the children have fun after class.

His gaze rarely stayed on the blackboard, but often looked at the river outside the door, although he had not been with Cha Wenbin for a long time, but the ear reading and eye exposure over the years also made this child have a certain understanding of feng shui. Others hold pencils or learn to write, or draw, but this child draws the feng shui diagram of this generation on paper, as a propagator of atheists, the glorious people's teacher will never allow his students to do this kind of thing in the classroom.

As a result, Cha Wenbin began to be invited to the school as a parent. Most of the people who live here know his identity, but there is a pride in the bones of intellectuals, with a look that sweeps away all superstitions, Cha Wenbin can only warn Hetu to pay attention to his identity in school.

There is a small village ten miles away from Cha Wenbin's village, about twenty or thirty families, which was originally rich in pecans, and the people who rely on the mountains to eat the mountains settled here and gradually formed a village. Originally, the village also had its own school, but in those years, family planning had already begun, and each family was allowed to have only one child, and the successor population of this village seemed to be a little thin.

By my age, there were only three boys left in their village who needed to study. Originally, there was also a substitute female teacher in that village, but later she got married and went out of the mountains, and the students here lost their teachers. Later, the person in charge of education slapped his head and withdrew the primary school and merged with the school in Cha Wenbin's village, so the only three boys left in the primary school came down the mountain.

These two villages are ten miles apart, and they are both mountain roads, and there is not a single family during this period, let alone street lights. In the summer, children get up early to go to school, but in the winter, when the mountains are dark early and the mountain roads are prone to ice, it becomes difficult to go to school. Everyone expects their children to have a career, and jumping out of the farm through study seems to be their only option.

At that time, there were no life teachers in the school, and the teachers in the rural primary schools had to work in the fields at night in addition to the day's classes, and no one had time to take care of the children, so the task fell to an old man who was in charge of the school and the cafeteria.

Because there were no dormitories, the children were crammed into a room full of miscellaneous items, and the beds made from a patchwork of old doors were the only piece of furniture.

Because of their young age, these children basically go home once a week, and most of the time they are taken care of by the old man. After all, the old man's routine can not be compared with these thieves and little hairy children, at the beginning, the three children were quite honest to sleep on time, and within a few days, the freshness immediately made them have a strong interest in this new environment.

**Older boys, where is it so easy to stop, either sneak into the classroom today to destroy or stuff frogs into the principal's office tomorrow, the school is very headache for these three children but helpless.

In October, when the mountains were already a little cold, the three monkey cubs ran to the river to bathe after school. The water in that small pond is not deep for adults, and it is waist-high, but it is still a dangerous area for these big dolls.

Coincidentally, the old man in the canteen was taken back for dinner by his daughter, saying that there were distant guests at home. Now these children are completely unrestrained, and they are tossing hard. That point happens to be a meal point again, and there is no time for more than a minute, and the countryside is the point where they finish work and eat, so there are few people around the school.

The three male dolls took off their naked and scrambled to jump into the water, at first they were a little afraid of the depth of the water, just playing in the outer area, as each other's water fights rose higher and higher, one of the children was gradually retreated into the deep water by the other two.

This small pond that was artificially dammed for washing vegetables has never been dangerous in the eyes of the locals, but at this moment it has become a black hole that devours life.

This waterhole is generally funnel-shaped, surrounded by the river sand and does not know the depth of the step, and the middle part is a large smooth stone wall, and one of the children is now standing at the junction of the river sand and the stone wall. As one of the children laughed and slapped the river in his hand, the child took a step back only to find that his feet were empty, and then a large mouthful of water poured into his mouth.

Struggle, this is the only reaction to a man who has fallen into the water in a panic, and none of these children can swim, because the village where they grew up on the mountainside does not have a decent river at all.

When the other two saw that a companion had fallen into the water, they laughed happily at first, but then when they found that their companion's head had completely submerged in the waterline, only one pair of palms was still struggling to emerge from the water, and they panicked.

Fearing that they would be scolded by their families if the matter was revealed, the two children did not rush ashore to ask for help from adults in the first place, even though there were several families less than 20 meters away from the river. In fact, at this time, it only took an adult to stand in the river and lift their companion with one hand, but for them at that time, it seemed that they trusted their own hands more.

For those who also can't swim, rescuing one person in the water is just adding another person to the water. But they are still too young to understand the truth, and saving people is the only signal they have in their brains now.

So, one child went into the deep water, and the second child also went into the deep water, and the children who fell into the water grabbed each other with everything they could grasp, which was each other's hands, feet, and bodies.

That's how the tragedy happened. In a small pool of less than 10 square meters and no more than 1.5 meters deepest, the three children never climbed up again.

The people closest to them were still eating steaming dishes at home, the men began to pour a little liquor, the women scolded their dolls for not eating the rice in the clean bowls, and no one noticed that the three lives in the river were gone......

When a woman went to the river to catch ducks, it was not yet dark, and there were several clumps of clothes floating on the river, and the woman thought that someone's clothes had fallen upstream. When she noticed that there seemed to be hidden hands and feet under those clothes, the woman rushed frantically to the shore and to her own home.

Almost all the people in the village arrived, including the village halfway up the mountain, where the men were holding the cold corpses of their children in a daze, and the women were pulling the dolls' clothes and crying.

Because that school does not have the basic conditions of a boarding school, this incident is definitely a major campus safety accident if it is put into practice now. However, in those days, in the rural areas where the concept of the legal system was relatively backward, there were still people who secretly solved this problem in another way for the black gauze hat on their heads, and the old man who was the janitor and canteen became the object of the parents' anger as a scapegoat.

Some people began to say that they could hear the sound of children frolicking below when they passed the stone arch bridge in the middle of the night, and others said that they saw three children sitting by the river wet and crying in the dead of night.

Three students died at once, no one dared to go to school in that school, and the women did not dare to wash vegetables and laundry by the river, and people living downstream began to live on well water, especially the few families living by the river, and it is said that children can often be heard shouting for help in the river at night. For a while, the whole people's hearts were panicked, all kinds of rumors of asking for their lives were flying in the sky, and adults locked their children at home and did not let them go out, lest they would be substituted for the dead.

Cha Wenbin's departure from the mountain was not shouted by the people in the village, nor did he take the initiative, but a high-ranking official in the county was found by Zaijin accompanied by Curator Jin after he had no choice but to rectify it.