The old people also said that today's children are very expensive, and they are not as easy to die as before, how can anyone still believe this.

Yao Mengmeng has mixed feelings in her heart, she always thought that the place where she lived was very civilized, but she didn't expect that there was always darkness under the sun.

She glanced at the woman who was crying and her heart was broken, it was the mother in the live broadcast room last night.

Yao Mengmeng handed over the bouquet of chrysanthemums she bought, and then turned around and left.

When Cheng Jinlan saw the bouquet of chrysanthemums, she was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Today she rushed back to her hometown, Xie Liang and another person also came to her house, told the truth of the year, and then asked for her forgiveness.

They said that they wanted to make a ceremony for Xie Cheng and re-bury him, and they were willing to bear all the expenses.

There was such a big incident, and the county's reporters came and said that they wanted to report the matter.

Cheng Jinlan doesn't have the idea that her family is ugly and can't be publicized, she has already thought clearly, the news always reports righteousness and bravery, why can't her son.

Xie Cheng saved so many people at such a young age, of course, he deserves to be remembered.

She agreed, and she wanted to make up for everything she owed to her children.

My father-in-law was exposed because of stealing people, and he kept saying that he had no face to see people, and he hid in the house behind closed doors and didn't go out.

But compared to Xie Zude's desire to kill his own son, his little thing is nothing.

Cheng Jinlan thought about it, after Xie Cheng was buried, she would divorce Xie Zude, and then take Xiaoyu back to the provincial capital.

Because of Xie Zude's suspicion, Xiaoyu was forced to stay in the countryside since she was a child, and she was a left-behind child like her Xie Cheng, so she owed him too much.

——

In the afternoon of that afternoon, Li Wenhe forwarded a piece of news to her.

According to the report, the bones of dozens of children, some of them are very old, and some of them are even more recent years old, under the bridge piers in one place.

As soon as this report came out, many people came to leave messages, saying that they also had such a custom in their hometown.

In some places, families dumped children's bodies on the side of the road for wild animals to eat.

Others are hastily buried wrapped in straw mats, and then a mulberry branch and a piece of pig iron are hung in front of the grave to prevent the child's soul from returning home.

In some places, the body of a child is put into an urn, commonly known as urn coffin burial.

But either way, it is very cruel and inhumane to children.

I thought that these feudal dross had been abandoned a long time ago, but I didn't expect that there are still people who believe in them now.

And Xie Cheng's story is too tearful, the little hero who should be rewarded was suspected of being a debt collector, whipped and thrown on the bridge pier.

Many netizens inquired about the address and called errands to help send flowers to pay tribute to Xie Cheng and those poor children who died young.

Minghao contacted Wu Jiao before and asked if Xuanmen had any way to let the local monks and Taoists go to the Dharma field to help those children pass away.

It just so happened that Wu Jiao also saw the news, called and agreed, saying that it was no problem at all, and it would be handed over to him!

After hanging up the phone, he lowered his head and thought, why did the master care so much about this matter?

He flipped through the comment area and found that many netizens mentioned that they saw exactly the same thing in the live broadcast room of a certain platform the night before yesterday.

Wu Jiao pondered it carefully and felt that he had discovered the truth!

It's just a trigram, shouldn't it be the vest worn by the master?

Oh my God, it's only 10,000 hexagrams, is the master doing charity to accumulate merit?

He went out and grabbed Zhuang Xun, "Did you watch the live broadcast?" ”

The Tingyun Daoist next to him was not interested, but after more than ten seconds, he also came over.

A few minutes later, Wu Jiao and Tingyun Dao Chang looked at the only name in their attention list that only counted three trigrams, and left contentedly.

Zhuang Xun took out his mobile phone non-stop, downloaded a platform app, quickly found the live broadcast room that was only trigrams, and clicked on it.

The master is profound and compassionate, and he is a model for my generation, and he wants to be a little fan and squat in the live broadcast room.

Besides, this is also a kind of cultivation, so you may be able to learn a lot.

——

That night, in the dead of night, when Ming Hao was just about to go to bed, the curtains were windless and automatic.

Then she saw a young man drifting in with twenty or thirty children.

He died to save people, he had merit in his body, and his soul was pure white.

It was a slender boy with clear eyebrows, and he was even a little shy when he laughed.

The boy and the children bowed to her, then turned and walked through the wall, disappearing into the night.

Minghao knew that the bridge that suppressed them had been dug up, and the monks and Taoists had made a dharma field for them, and they could go to reincarnation cleanly.

Xie Cheng will definitely be able to cast a good baby in his next life, and he will be safe and smooth in his life.

Mingmiao closed her eyes reassuringly and gradually fell asleep.

——

The next day was Monday.

Today is the day of the results, whether it is the Olympiad selection or the monthly exam.

As soon as Mingmao sat down, Li Wenhe turned his head and looked at the look on her face.

Mingmiao said while eating yogurt, "What do you want to see me do?" Even if you want to eat it, I don't have it. ”

Li Wenhe thought to himself that this person was really able to bear it, and he didn't show his mouth until now.

"What do you think of your performance this time? How many places can you get? He simply went straight in.

Mingmao glanced at him meaningfully, "Well, of course, I have to do my best in everything." Otherwise, how can you be your master? ”

Pei Di answered next to him: "Boss, of course, that's the most powerful!" ”

He was originally Mingmiao's younger brother, but now he has chased the live broadcast a few times, and he has become more and more blindly worshiping Mingmiao, thinking that the boss is so cool and powerful, and there is nothing in the world that the boss can't do.

Li Wenhe smiled, "Really? Congratulations, you're off to a great start. ”

He also collected and sorted out Mingmiao's achievements from childhood to adulthood in those days, made a comparison, and then changed his mind.

He can't hold on to the scores, this person is very powerful, and he wants a fair competition.

However, the one who won in the end must have been himself, and this time he scored an unprecedented high score.

He admits that Minghao is more talented than himself in metaphysics, but when it comes to exams, he has an absolute advantage.

This was another big rebellion, and he wanted to see how Ming Miao was shocked by himself.

The first class is the class teacher Li Huili's class, and it can be seen that Li Huili is in a good mood today, walking with the wind, and her face is full of smiles.

Seeing the test paper in Li Huili's arms, the whole class came to the spirit.

Li Huili was not verbose, and said straight to the point: "In this monthly exam, the results of each subject have been counted, and the students in our class are very good, and the average score of the class is more than ten points higher than that of other classes." ”

This was indeed good news, and the class applauded.

Li Huili raised her hand and pressed it, signaling to be calm and calm, "Driven by Ruan Minghao, the students in our class have recently developed a good habit of self-study after school, which has also made many people's grades improve, especially the two of them have made great progress. ”

Xie Xiao looked at the head teacher expectantly, he had worked hard during this time, and his grades had definitely improved.

It's just that the progress has been particularly huge? That's a bit of a strange description.

She unexpectedly fell to the tenth place in her class in the last exam, and then returned to the top five seats, even if there is progress, it can't be described as particularly huge.

I don't like the word debt collector very much, it's too vicious, but in the mouth of the older generation, there is also the saying that the child who died is a debt collector, sigh.

Kneel down again and beg for five-star reviews and tickets~~