Chapter Eighty-Six: The Dead Boy on the Stone Road
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Zhu Yilong gave me something like a flashlight and said, "I have met the man in black, it should be a living person." If you run into it, just use this to power him. This is the most powerful anti-wolf device on the market, the living person can be directly stunned, incontinent, even his dead person, can be so electric that he falls to the ground and jumps a few times like a dead fish. ”
"Thank you. We're allies on the front. ”
After eating, our Jiang Lichen still took me back to the mountain village first. For him, the night is more suitable for driving. He could see everything in the night. We said some things about Zhu Yilong in the car, and it was almost certain that he didn't hurt me. And he also provided a very important clue, that is, the man in black, and it was a man in black with a mask.
I also told Jiang Lichen that Zhu Yilong would not have the urge to suck blood. He just said that maybe everyone behaves differently.
The next morning, when I went to school, Ms. Liao asked me anxiously, "How was the situation when I went to the Education Bureau yesterday?" ”
I told them exactly what had happened, and the principal also said that when someone from the Education Bureau came, they would help me testify. I did see the kids jumping in PE class that day.
I also muttered, "Why is there so much to do in a gym class?" ”
Teacher Liao said to me with a smile: "Teacher Yin, before you came, these children only had Chinese and math classes, and after you came, they raised the flag, did exercises, and also had music, physical education, and art classes. Where have those parents and students seen it. You're a good teacher. ”
Good teacher, it's not that he's been investigated.
After class, I also sorted out my emotions and took classes well. These children don't understand anything at all, they have fun at school, they talk to their parents, and that's how they express themselves. It can only be said that it was a misunderstanding, and I certainly do not resent these students. It's the parents, why don't they ask their children a few more words, or come to the school to ask first, and go directly to the Education Bureau. I haven't seen such convenient transportation in ordinary times!
In the afternoon, I was also uncomfortable, waiting for the people from the Education Bureau to find a few parents to come to the school, and called the people from the village committee to be a testimony to prove that the Education Bureau was solving the problem, did not favor the teachers, and did not ignore the parents' complaints.
When everyone arrived, the principal called me to the office, and I asked the children to gather and line up, so I went to the office and said loudly, "Please come out and see, everything will be understood." ”
With that, I'll come out. Say to the children, "Kids, remember the frog jump that the teacher taught you the other day?" Is it fun? Come, we're all little frogs, ready. Turn left! ”
After a few passwords, those people also came out. I just let them see how I "hoisted the child in circles". After jumping around, and back in front of the office door, I said, "Little frogs, take a break." There's your parents over there, and other teachers who want to ask you questions. Remember how to answer the question? ”
"Loud!" The child shouted deafeningly. I made a gesture of invitation to the leaders and parents, you ask.
The leaders' faces were a little unbearable, and they definitely didn't want me to use such a method to explain the problem. A parent stepped forward and grabbed the child directly and slapped him, scolding him for something. The feeling is that the child told the parents that the teacher had lifted them up and spun them in circles. Several leaders came to ask the children a few words, and the principals proved it. There were also fifth and sixth graders who came to see the excitement, and they also told the people in the village that we danced like this that day. This matter is finally over. After school, send the children out of the school gate, return to the office, listen to the leader make a few summaries, and that's it. The principal also said, "Don't take it to heart." After such a toss, it was almost dark.
I was the last one to leave school. As I walked out of the school gate, I saw a boy in our class talking to another child in the corner of the school, riding one of his tattered short bicycles. The tone was full of smugness. But the other child, with a dead gray face, had been hiding in the corner, revealing only one hand and a small head, which reached out and touched the bicycle.
There are not many toys in the mountain villages, and no one will buy this kind of bicycle for children. And it was a very dilapidated bicycle, which should have been given to relatives who didn't want it.
I don't care about the bike, but I care about the little boy who only shows his hands and face, and that face is so dead that it doesn't look like a living person at all. I thought to myself, that boy won't see a ghost. Doesn't it mean that many children have a little friend when they are young?
I was a little nervous, because I was afraid that the student in my class would really be hurt by the ghost. I thought about it for a moment, but walked over anyway. The grey boy over there said something, and hid on the other side of the wall, and was out of sight.
The boy wanted to catch up, so I grabbed the back of his bike and asked, "Why don't you go home, it's getting dark?" ”
"Teacher."
"Go home! Don't play outside when it's dark. There will be bad people out there. ”
"Teacher, you're as verbose as my grandmother." The child rode away on his bicycle.
When I returned to Jiang Lichen's old house, the food had already been served, but no one saw it. My phone rang, and it was he calling.
"Hey, where did you go again?"
"Wanhu Street, just go and have a look, you can go to work. Be a good teacher. ”
"Jiang Lichen, you ...... "Okay, he will come back anyway, just for his things, not for the sake of falling in love with me." You have such a conscience, and you know how to help me cook all the food. Thank you. ”
Eating alone, being in a daze, sleeping alone, can only hold the mobile phone and chat with Xiao Yan. The most heard is that Boss Zhang is going to divorce his wife. If you really want to go out of the house for Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan's conclusion is that the man loves her, and she has to fight for love.
I answered, "To die?" Xiao Yan, you have thought clearly. This kind of junior is not glorious. When the time comes, when you get married and invite a wedding banquet, it will be deserted. ”
"Will you come?"
"Yes, my bridesmaid."
"That's fine! He has no money, it doesn't matter, we can make money together and work together. As long as he really loves me. Xiangting, this is true love! ”
"Xiao Yan, how do I think you have been deceived again?"
The next morning, I heard the little boy last night say to his classmates very proudly that he had met a new friend last night, and he had made an appointment with his friend that he would go home and ride his bicycle to him at 12 o'clock at noon today.
It's not uncommon for children in mountain villages to run around the village at noon, but the dead boy last night was really not a good playmate. I took advantage of everyone's homework to pull him outside the classroom and said, "Don't go to that person to play at noon today, stay at home, and come to school on time in the afternoon." ”
"I promised him. I must go! The boy said loudly. The average student will not answer the teacher like this, even if he really feels that he has to go, he will only not speak on the surface, but he will not yell at the teacher like this.
"Stand still! The teacher is telling you harshly that it's a bad boy! I won't allow you to play with bad boys! ”
"I've already promised him, I must go!"
"What did you promise him?"
"At twelve o'clock, ride a bicycle to the village stone road to play with him."
"I'll let your dad, you're going, I'll let your dad give away the bike."
"I'm going!"
It doesn't make sense kid, I can't help it. Many adults in the village speak in dialects, and when I go to tell my parents, it is difficult to explain clearly. I thought that Jiang Lichen might be able to help. Looking up at the big sun in the sky, why can't Jiang Lichen come out, but the dead gray child can come out?
Class ended in the morning, and after school, the children dispersed. I was really worried, so I asked Liao Lao, where is the stone road in the village? There has never been a child who died somewhere.
Teacher Liao said that the stone road is the stone road, and in the north of the village, it is a road paved with cobblestones. As the days passed, the original mud and sand were washed away, and pebbles were exposed. Children who are younger often stumble and fall when they walk there. The pebbles protruded one by one, and the person fell down, and the injuries were quite obvious.
"Did a child die on that road?" I asked.
"More than ten years ago, a child died. fell down and smashed his brain directly. Tsk, blood spilled all over the ground. Later, it rained heavily, and the stone road was covered with blood. It's nothing now, and people won't go that way. ”
I'm even more worried that something will happen to that kid in our class! I pulled Mr. Liao and asked him to take me to the student's house in our class first.
His house is relatively good in the village, at least the walls are plastered with cement and no bricks are exposed. The child's father went out to play mahjong, and the mother went to wash clothes and didn't come back. This is the norm in the village. Men play mahjong when they have nothing to do, and the millet in the field is enough to eat for a year. The woman goes to the laundry in the morning, and this washing is until the afternoon. Chatting, nonsense, go to the vegetable garden in the afternoon, and have a family to eat. There is not much money left.
There was only my grandmother at home, and I couldn't say a word to that grandmother, and I was completely chicken-to-duck. Teacher Liao acted as an interpreter and said that the child had a fever when he came home and fell asleep in the house, and when his mother came back, he asked his mother to take him to the village clinic to have a look.
Grandma's tone was not in a hurry. People in mountain villages are like this, when children are sick, it's all a slow tone. I even heard the child's grandfather say in school that the child's stomach ache should be endured by him, and the grandfather was herding cattle at the entrance of the village and had no time. At that time, I said, "The cow is more important than his grandson." That's awesome! ”
I walked into the child's room and saw the child on the bed, and the whole person froze. The child is lying on the bed, with his hands outstretched as if he is holding on to the handlebars, and his legs are kicking there, up and down, as if he is pedaling.
I hurriedly shouted: "Liao Lao, Liao Lao, ask her, where is the bicycle at home?" ”