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Whenever a teacher passes by, the children will stand very politely and pay tribute to the teacher: "Hello teacher!" "Hello teacher!" and the teachers will nod their heads symbolically to express their gratitude.

It was the first time for Qiao Xiaojing to meet so many students to say hello to herself, she was going to the classroom to get something, and she met at least twenty students shouting "Hello teacher" along the way, she was a little unaccustomed to it, walking faster and faster, and finally ran up, rushing to the classroom with red faces, the students were a little puzzled at first, and then laughed.

The bell rang again, and the students noisily rushed into their classrooms, and the noisy campus fell silent again. The teachers walked out of their dormitories one after another, holding books, chalk and whips in their hands, walking vigorously and eagerly, walking firmly towards the front, and Qiao Xiaojing was no exception.

She went to the first-grade classroom, asked the students to open their textbooks, and began the first class of the new semester.

Qiao Xiaojing finished the lesson in about two quarters of an hour, and she encouraged everyone to raise their hands to ask the questions they didn't understand, so that they could answer them in the remaining time, but the students stared wide-eyed, and none of them raised their hands to ask questions, so Qiao Xiaojing turned around and wrote three math problems on the blackboard: 1+=5,6-=2,4-=0. Then said who will do these three questions, please raise your hand, among the dozen or so students sitting in the classroom, only three raised their hands, Qiao Xiaojing saw this, and asked the three students who raised their hands to come to the podium, one for each of them, to see who did it quickly and well.

The three students rushed to the podium, finished the three questions in a hurry, and returned to their seats. Qiao Xiaojing looked at the answers on the side, nodded proudly, and was about to explain the solutions to these three questions to the students, when suddenly, vomiting struck. She covered her mouth with one hand, tapped her textbook with the other, and ran out of the classroom.

Qiao Xiaojing rushed into the women's toilet, but she didn't vomit anything, she just felt her stomach go up and up. When she felt relieved, she washed her face with water, rinsed her mouth, stood against the wall for a while, and then walked towards the classroom. Pale face.

Qiao Xiaojing didn't know what was wrong with her, and she didn't know what to do, and her heart was in turmoil. Suddenly, she thought of her mother, Chunhua, and she knew that only her mother would make her better. It's a pity, where did Xiaojing think that her mother was already old and embarrassed?

According to age, Xiaojing's mother Chunhua is also middle-aged, but because of her weak physique, continuous illness and long-term illness, her legs and feet are no longer very sharp, and she can only rely on the crooked stick in her hand to walk.

Besides, seeing her children leave the house in a bad mood, and she has no ability to protect herself, the disappointment is self-evident, how can she not grow old when she is tormented by heart disease? Although there is a man, her man has long been distracted, and he almost ignores his own heat and coldness, and it is neither necessary nor meaningful for her to pamper herself.

In this state of chaos, her mother Chunhua lives without knowing life and death. His hair was dirty and his clothes were ragged.

She no longer sat on the threshold in a daze or looking into the distance, but sat on the stone on the side of the road outside the courtyard, hoping to see her daughter or get news of her.

When a child comes and goes in front of her, her mother Chunhua will limp forward and say that some children don't know or even understand some problems.

On the morning of Xiaojing's vomiting in class, she saw two girls holding things and preparing to go to school, she rushed up with a limp without thinking, and asked eagerly, "Have you seen my daughter? She should be older than you, is she going to school now?" She should be going to school too, tell me where she is?"

The two children were full of fear, trembling, shaking their heads vigorously, and when they turned around to leave, their mother Chunhua grabbed one of the children and pulled it into her arms, and the other girl saw that the situation was not right, and ran away.

The girl was already scared and cried by her mother's appearance Chunhua, but Chunhua still repeated her words as if she didn't find it, and the child had no choice but to cry loudly, and the cry was heartbreaking.

When the villagers heard the child's miserable cry, they ran over one after another, and persuaded Chunhua that Chunhua just wouldn't let go, probably worried that the child would also escape, so she grabbed it more and more, and the green tendons on her shriveled hands were violent.

In the case of useless persuasion, the village woman and Chunhua tore up, a fierce battle, still did not save the girl, just when the village woman felt hopeless, four or five biao-shaped men who were watching the excitement rushed into the crowd, pushed Chunhua to the ground, and held her down like a pig, and the other villagers saw this, and stepped forward to pull the girl,

This girl may be in pain, or she may be frightened by this scene, but she just closes her eyes and cries.

The two sides fell into a state of pulling again, which lasted for half an hour, only to hear a "squeak", both sides fell to the ground, and everyone found that this time the girl and Chunhua were separated.

Chunhua's hands were still clenched tightly, her teeth were clenching, and the green tendons on her hands and face were bursting up. The girl's clothes were torn by the spring flowers, and the blood flowed down her arms to the top of her feet, and she felt a little wet under her feet, only then did she realize that she was missing a piece of cloth from the sleeve of her clothes, and a piece of flesh was missing from her arm.

Chunhua is anxious because of her thoughts, but whenever she meets a woman of the same age as her daughter, she will lose control of her emotions, staggered forward, and nagged for a while like reciting a book from heaven, and when she sees that no one cares, she will not be overly entangled and lose and leave, one of them, a girl is walking towards the river with a bucket of clothes, and Chunhua sees it, and instantly comes down from the stone, and rushes over with an arrow step, her eyes are shining with golden light.

The girl was a little frightened at first, but then she said, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Chunhua suddenly looked dazed, and asked strangely: "What did you call me just now, auntie?"

The girl whispered, "Auntie, I'm not Xiaojing. ”

Chunhua nodded, and when she saw that the little girl was leaving, she asked again, "You've seen Xiaojing, right?

The little girl said softly, "Auntie, I never go out, how can I see Xiaojing?"

Chunhua nodded, and kept muttering, "Yes, yes, how could you see Xiaojing?"

But this time, Chunhua was like a broken brain, and she would stalk the girl who passed by, and even had a fierce battle with the village woman and the village husband, tearing the girl's clothes and tearing off a piece of flesh on the girl's arm.

After this tragedy, the adults and children in the village no longer called her "Chunhua" or "aunt", but "crazy".

Since then, Chunhua no longer asks others about her daughter's whereabouts, but just looks and sighs in a daze.

Every night, Principal Yan would patrol the campus before going to bed, and make sure that there was nothing unusual before he went to sleep, he knew that this was the only way to get a solid sleep, and strangely, the teachers in the school and some students living on campus never knew about this matter.

That night, Principal Yan walked around the campus with his hands behind his back as usual, he didn't light the lights, and he barely walked quietly, which in his words could achieve a surprising effect. When he was about to walk past Teacher Wang's office, he heard someone talking in Teacher Wang's office, and Qiao Xiaojing's name was mentioned from time to time, he took a few steps back and stopped.

"Teacher Qiao is no longer Qiao Xiaojing when she was a student, you see that people have a good appearance on a holiday, more charming than many adults, the water is crumbling, pure and unadorned, right?" Teacher Yang sighed in frustration.

"It reminds me of a poem, clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving. As soon as Mr. Wang's words fell, there was laughter in the room.

"It's a pity! This can only be a beautiful fantasy, when will Qiao Xiaojing come out of the water, is it really as beautiful as you said, you and I may not have this kind of blessing!" Teacher Yang looked like a little regretful.

"One of the great regrets of life is that the charm of a meal can only be seen, not played, let alone tasted. ”

"Okay, you're much more blessed than me, you clean the windows during the day, haven't you seen it? Don't get pink eye tomorrow, and scare the students to death when you open your eyes. Teacher Yang's words made Principal Yan, who was standing outside, couldn't help but move to the window.

"Didn't I explain it to you? I just looked up at the sun and didn't notice anything else. ”

"Who believes it? saliva is about to flow out, especially looking at Qiao Xiaojing's upturned buttocks, I see that your body has shaken a few times, and the rule room that looms through the sun, your head is stiff, and it is a blessing that your eyes did not pop out. ”

"Aren't you too, and you still have the face to taunt me here, if you don't look at others, how can you say that your ass is upturned, and there is a looming ruin room, etc., such words that lead to reverie?" Teacher Wang pointed at Teacher Yang disdainfully.

Besides, men look at women like women look at flowers, is it understandable? A gentleman can love beauty, and villains can also love beauty, both of which are psychological and physical needs, and this has nothing to do with morality. Teacher Yang made a big point, and Teacher Wang nodded in approval.

"Yes, yes!" said Mr. Wang. At the same time, Principal Yan, who was standing outside, said to himself: ", it's all mother's, strong words." There was a temporary silence inside and outside the house, and the two teachers Wang Yang became serious.

"Straight to the point. Do you say this Qiao Xiaojing is still **?" Teacher Wang is a bit like asking questions to students in class.

It's hard to say, on the surface, Qiao Xiaojing is from the countryside, has never seen the world, and is deeply influenced and bound by traditional ideas and concepts, so she will take chastity very seriously, but it is precisely because of these reasons that she is stupid and easy to be deceived, and she has become someone else's prey. "Teacher Yang is very experienced.

"You won't have encountered anything, have you?" Mr. Wang stared at Mr. Yang, his eyes were very scary.

"No, no, if Qiao Xiaojing is allowed to choose, you won't be chosen by others, are the actual conditions unclear?"

"Okay, let's stop talking, sleep, sleep!" Mr. Wang was a little emotionally fluctuating.

Principal Yan and Teacher Yang left one after another. This Principal Yan muttered as he walked, and when he arrived at the door of his dormitory, he paused, turned his head and walked straight towards Qiao Xiaojing's dormitory, and stopped at the door of Qiao Xiaojing's dormitory, pondering for a moment.

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