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CHAPTER XXXVIII

"Why isn't it clean? It opens on the first day of the weekend. However, it is estimated that there are more people on the first day, and we can go on the second day. There should be a lot of staff who will clean it. ”

"That place ......," he said, and did not continue, "don't go! ”

I flattened my mouth, this kind of playground, there are a lot of people, and it has just opened, and there will be a lot of people. So many people can go, why can't I go.

Maybe it's because people of the last century can't get used to places like playgrounds.

Probably seeing my displeasure, Jiang Lichen still said: "When the time comes, I will accompany you." ”

I jumped up and hugged him with joy: "Great. What's that? Foursome dating? The first time we had such a serious date, I had to think about what I was going to wear. ”

Under this excitement and anticipation, I thought that the five days would pass quickly, but on the fifth day, something happened.

On Saturday, noon on the day of the National Day holiday, I was still writing in school the plan for next week's fire safety drill. You must know that I am now in a primary school in a mountain village, and some of the practices are the same as those in the city. It's like dialing 119 in the event of a fire. Call 119 here, and the call will only go to the county seat, and when you get to the county seat, and then turn it down, if you want to send firefighters, it will take at least two or three hours to get here.

I still asked the old principal, and I made a special call to the township police station to ask if it was confirmed, and then wrote the plan. Here, in the mountain village, you can call the township police station. The people from the police station will go to the village with fire extinguishers, big water pipes, etc., but the manpower is basically guarded by each village. When there is a disaster, the young and middle-aged people in each village will rush forward, no matter whose family it is, they will go to help. If it is a mountain forest, it will be unified to listen to the dispatch of the township. But it takes about an hour to get here in this village.

This fire drill should not be a mere formality, and we should also teach the children according to the actual situation. As for this plan, I was still busy for four days before I got out at noon.

As soon as I was done, I stood up and stretched my waist, when I heard a few running sounds running in. As I walked out of the office, I saw a couple of fourth- and fifth-grade boys running into the classroom. I hurried over and grabbed the guy at the back and asked, "What's wrong?" What to run? ”

The boy's face turned white, and his lips trembled and said, "Brother Tuo, fall down and die." ”

As soon as I heard it, something was wrong. He asked sharply, "Who had an accident?" ”

"Brother Down."

"What grade?"

"Fifth grader." This school has a small number of people, from the first to the sixth grade, there is one class in each grade. So just talk about the grade. The elementary schools in the mountain villages are like this, which is different from the ones in the city.

"Where's the fall?"

"Fall, behind the village, on the hill where there is a cave."

Our questioning brought a few boys together. I pulled two boys who seemed to be quite clever and told them to go to the principal and tell him about it. And I went directly with the boy to the hill to see what was going on.

Some of the children in the mountain villages go home at noon, and some come to school with lunch boxes and are in the school at noon. The conditions are poor, and there is no unified kitchen and accommodation in the city, so the children often eat and play by themselves after class, and only enter the classroom after class. Two or three hours at noon were left unattended. The children ran out of the school to play, and the teachers in the school knew about it, and the villagers didn't take it seriously. The child who had the accident, Brother Dian, I heard that he couldn't speak when he was a child, and he could only call his parents at the age of seven. He didn't have a name at all, and his parents kept calling him Brother Dian. Even in the homework book, the word "Brother Dump" was written by the teacher in their class.

I was so anxious that it was like the sky was falling. You know, if a child dies at school, it's a big deal.

The boy led me to the place where my brother had fallen. That place is not very steep. Judging from the surrounding traces, there should be children playing here. The stones became steps, and the place where we stood became a platform.

I looked down, but I didn't see my brother. I asked the child, "What about people?" ”

"I, I don't know, we watched him fall and ran back."

I looked at the plants around me, hesitated for a moment, and still pulled the yellow wattle tree on the side and slid down. From time to time, I would step on rocks and change the grass or branches on the side. It was just slippery until it reached the foot of the mountain, and there was nothing suspicious except for a stone with a little blood stain and two teeth next to the stone.

The principal also arrived, looked at me in embarrassment, and asked anxiously, "Has the child been found?" ”

I handed over the two teeth I had picked up from the stone: "The one found next to the stone has blood stains, and there is no one in sight." It should still be alive, fall down, wake up, and go back by yourself. ”

The headmaster also breathed a sigh of relief. If this child is really dead, he is most responsible. I thought it was an episode, but when I went to school in the afternoon, I didn't see Brother Dian. The principal and their homeroom teacher went to see the younger brother's house. When school was about to end, I still said that no one was found. It is also possible that the child fell down and was seriously injured and passed out after walking not far away. Died somewhere else. The boys who went to climb the mountain together were all cleaned up by their homeroom teacher.

This matter could not be hidden, and the entire mountain village was shrouded in a tense atmosphere. Even so, when it was time to leave school in the afternoon, it was still out. Some parents will also ask if their children have found it.

Seeing that the students were almost gone, the principal said that he would discuss with the village chief and find the people in the village to look around there. When it gets dark, there are wild boars on the mountain, and they will eat the children.

I still heard Jiang Lichen say about the lynx eating people, and now it is said that wild boars will also eat people?

At this time, a boy walked out of the old classroom in the school's gym room, which had been abandoned for several years. Carrying a small flat basket made of plastic. That's the schoolbag for the children of these mountain villages. I've been here for more than a month, and these children don't have schoolbags at all, and they all use this kind of aunt to buy vegetables in small baskets to store books. I also mentioned buying schoolbags for my children in the township, but the villagers thought that this kind of small basket was better, and it could hold books, but it was not hot, and the schoolbag was carried on the back, how hot it was.

Generation gap! I'm too lazy to mention my school bag. Now I watched the boy carrying the little basket on his back, and without even looking at the six teachers we were standing at the school gate, he walked out.

Their homeroom teacher shouted, "Brother Down! ”

He stopped, that boy was the boy we had been looking for all afternoon, and he had several bloody cuts in my palms! He's fine! Good! We're here wondering if he's dying in a corner we can't see, and we're worried about him being eaten by a wild boar. it's! I really want to scold a few words!

When I saw the child, I said to the principal, "Principal, that's fine, I'll go back first." I'm going back to the city. ”

Teacher Liao also smiled at me and said, "Go back? Go back, I'll go back too. ”

Then it's their homeroom teacher and headmaster. As long as the child is okay, everything is a small thing. I thought it was a naughty thing for a student, but I later learned that it was a big event.

Back at the Jiang family's old house, Jiang Lichen was already waiting for me. When he saw me come back, he said, "I've heard about the loss of children at school. I can help with the child. ”

I dragged my feet and said weakly, "No. The boy came back on his own. My hand! My lovely green fingers. If I had known, I wouldn't have climbed. I'll take a shower before I go, anyway, the sun is still there. ”

We set off after dark and it was late when we arrived in the city. I was very tired today and didn't want to go out, so I ate near Bishui Garden and went home to sleep.

Lying on my super large bed, half asleep, I felt my hands being picked up and examined carefully, and my hands were drugged. It's all small scratches, and you can wipe it with or without medicine. It's just that it's rare to be treated so carefully, if it's not too tired, I really want to knock Jiang Lichen down.

His hand was on my lower abdomen, and faintly, I could hear him speak, he said, "I can't save a little bit, I really made a mistake when I chose you in the first place." ”

I went from trying to knock him down to trying to knock him down and make up two more punches. In the end, he fell asleep.

The next day, the sun was shining! The flower demon who accompanied our family, nested at home, and casually checked on the Internet to find out what the flower he drew on my belly meant. By the way, you can check his real body! I'm sure he's not just Jiang Lichen, he's also a flower demon. Otherwise, how could he turn into a flower vine and still bloom?

I took my phone, in the bathroom, patted my belly in front of the big mirror, and then searched for it with Baidu pictures. Well, Baidu search pictures are really not easy to use. What I found was yellow ice cream cakes. And how did that piece of shit get in over there? Does Du Niang think that piece of dog shit is also like my flower, or like an ice cream cake?

In desperation, I called Xiao Yan for help, and first thought that she explained a lot of reasons why she couldn't go to the playground during the day and had to go at night. The reason is very simple, there are many people and children during the day, sweating a lot, and makeup will be spent. At night, the light is dark, and the woman looks beautiful. You can use light effects to take photos, and the Meitu App is even more beautiful.

Xiao Yan agreed with me. I still asked, "I have a picture of a flower, and I want someone to ask what kind of flower it is?" Not available online. ”

"Ask the naturalist. He knows everything. Even if he doesn't know, he'll help you Aite those who do. ”

"Good idea, I'll go."

Before dark, I got a reply from a big V, he said, the picture I gave is just a painting, there is no physical object that can be compared, it is several kinds of flowers, art is just combined.

Holy! I was surrounded by the flowers in and out of my body, how can I not say that it is an illusion of artistic combination?