Chapter 117: Tracking

The students in the room stood up in unison, reciting aloud the rules of discipline.

Xue Qian said suspiciously: "I remember that the code for primary school students is not like this?" ”

At this time, a man behind us said, "This is not a code for elementary school students, this is a yellow bow tie declaration." ”

I looked back and saw a middle-aged woman with a smile on her face. Holding a reluctant child in his hand. Fight against death.

I said to the middle-aged woman, "What is the Yellow Tie Declaration?" ”

The middle-aged woman said: "This is the characteristic of Teacher Feng. As long as you wear a yellow bow tie, it means that you want to be a good child. Follow the Yellow Tie Declaration. ”

Then he pointed to the child in his hand and said, "My child is very disobedient and does not study well. So I asked people everywhere and looked for connections, and I won a place and transferred to Teacher Feng's class. , hey, I hope this kid can fight for breath in the future. Don't ruin your home. ”

At this time, a pot-bellied bald head came over in the distance. This man looked like a mediocre person and said to us with a smile: "Are you all parents of Teacher Feng's class? ”

The middle-aged woman said excitedly: "Not yet, it will be soon." Principal, thank you for giving our children a chance. ”

The principal touched the child's head with a smile and said, "You have to study hard in the future." Your mother has worked hard to provide you with a good learning environment. ”

The child looked at the adult next to him reluctantly, but did not speak.

I asked the principal, "What are Mr. Feng's tricks?" How do you manage the students properly? ”

The principal smiled and said, "Ashamed, ashamed. This is Mr. Feng's unique skill, even I don't know. I'm not afraid of your jokes. Teacher Feng is kind and shy. In his previous class, the students in the class were the most chaotic. Once, those students were naughty and scalded Teacher Feng with boiling water. ”

I grinned, "That's too bad." ”

The headmaster sighed and said, "Isn't it? Teacher Feng was sent to the hospital on the spot, but the parents of the children are either rich or expensive, who dares to pursue them? Later, Mr. Feng may have been sad, he hadn't seen anyone for a month, and he didn't know where he had gone. I can get through on the phone, but I always don't say what I'm doing. ”

I asked, "How did he come back?" Did you get it back? ”

The principal smiled bitterly: "Where do we go to find it?" At that time, it was already planned to fire him. After all, I haven't come to work for more than a month, who keeps idlers? But he came back and told us that he had been studying in the field for a month and wanted to teach the same class. ”

Xue Qian sighed: "Teacher Feng, this is to take revenge." ”

The principal continued: "Teacher Feng was burned at school, and we thought he was pitiful, but then he came back. Then let him continue to teach his old class. Since then, he has started this yellow bow tie movement. Don't say it, the students are much more sensible. Everyone asked him where he had learned this, but he never said. ”

As we spoke, the bell rang for the end of class. The children in the room shouted in unison, "Goodbye, teacher." ”

Then Teacher Feng walked out.

The middle-aged woman walked over excitedly and said, "Teacher Feng, this is my daughter, and I want to transfer to your class." ”

The principal nodded beside him and said, "I've agreed, Lao Feng, you can add one more person to the class." ”

Teacher Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "I also hope that the students can be good children." Okay, let him come to class tomorrow. ”

The middle-aged woman asked in surprise, "Why tomorrow?" ”

Teacher Feng smiled, and then touched the back of the child's neck: "You also know that the students in our class are all wearing yellow bow ties, and now that the bow ties are used up, I will make one for him." ”

The middle-aged woman obviously understood Teacher Feng's quirks, bowed again and again, and agreed.

That's the end of the rest of the lesson. Then there's the parent-teacher conference.

The rest of the teachers wept and cried, complained, and cried. Only the teacher's parent-teacher meeting was quiet, and the students were all very sensible.

Secretary Wang asked Mr. Lu again and again: "How is it?" Did you find out something? ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "Don't hold a parent-teacher conference here." Now go and check Teacher Feng's address. Check secretly, don't alarm him. ”

Secretary Wang looked nervous: "Is he making trouble?" I could already see that he was coming, and he didn't look like a good person. ”

Mr. Lu smiled slightly: "Go quickly, after finding out, go to the empty house to find us." ”

Secretary Wang heard this and left in a hurry.

When the parent-teacher meeting ended, Secretary Wang had not returned. And we wandered around the school for a while and then left.

Until the evening, Secretary Wang hurriedly went to the empty house to look for me, and I saw him sweating profusely and said, "I can be regarded as having found it, he lives too hidden." ”

I asked, "Where?" ”

Secretary Wang said: "In the suburbs, it is far from here. I only know the name of the village, but I don't know which household. Then he said, "Shall I go now?" My car was outside. ”

Mr. Lu nodded, and we got into Secretary Wang's car and started to set off towards the small village.

Secretary Wang said in the car: "It is said that Mr. Feng has a habit. Every day after school, I never take the bus, walk home step by step, get up early the next day, and then walk back step by step. To be honest, the village is about ten miles away from the school, and I really don't know what he wants. ”

As soon as he said this, Mr. Lu shouted in a deep voice: "Stop." ”

Secretary Wang didn't know why, so he parked the car on the side of the road and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Mr. Lu pointed out the car window; "Isn't that Teacher Feng?"

I looked, and sure enough, Mr. Feng was carrying a black cloth bag and was walking forward step by step.

Mr. Lu stared at him for a while and said, "Did you find that his heel did not touch the ground." ”

I looked out the window curiously. At first glance, Mr. Feng's steps seem to be fine, but if you look closely, you will find that his focus is indeed on his toes.

I asked Mr. Lui, "Why does he walk like this?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "This is not the way of a living person. ”

I was shocked: "He's dead?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "Fool! Have you ever seen a dead man dare to go out in broad daylight? ”

I was a little puzzled and said, "Then what is his situation?" ”

Mr. Lu shook his head: "It's not sure yet, let's go to their house first." Drive. ”

Secretary Wang drove the car and quickly left Teacher Feng behind.

A few minutes later we arrived at that small village. Mr. Lu instructed Secretary Wang to hide the car, and then squatted on the side of the road and waited.

More than an hour passed. It was already completely dark. Under the moonlight, it was hazy. I stared at the path leading to the village, hoping to find something.

After a while, Mr. Lu said, "Here, let's hide." ”

The four of us hurriedly ducked away like frightened birds.

A black dot appeared on the path, and gradually the black dot became bigger and bigger, and sure enough, it was Mr. Feng, who had walked for so long, and his pace had not changed in the slightest.

After he walked into the village, Mr. Lu pointed at me and said, "Zhao Mang, you have corpse teeth in your mouth, follow me." Xue Qian, you are looking at Secretary Wang here. ”

Secretary Wang was eager to save his son, and he wanted to break into the tiger's den in Longtan: "Can't I follow?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "You won't control the breath on your body, in case you are found out by Teacher Feng, it will be bad." ”

I have the heart to give up the corpse tooth to Xue Qian and let him go for me. But he knew Mr. Lu very well and refused to say anything. I wanted to give up the corpse teeth to Secretary Wang, but Mr. Lu disagreed.

In desperation, I had no choice but to accompany Mr. Lu, quietly follow Mr. Feng, and walk to a house.

The house was very dilapidated, and the wooden doors were somewhat decayed. Teacher Feng gently pushed open the door and walked in. Then he stopped, as if waiting for someone behind him.

I hid in the darkness and was startled: could it be that he had already discovered something?

However, Mr. Lu did not look back. He paused for two seconds, then lifted his feet and walked slowly into the courtyard.