My 26-year-old female boss

Zhao Qingqing told me that the place where the national flag is located is where song Qingyi is. I really don't have much excitement and excitement, and I don't rush down the mountain like crazy.

I just looked at the small village calmly, and then made up a lot of pictures of song Qingyi in this village

Maybe she will wear the local national costume and play games with a group of innocent children on the sandy playground. She will kindly ask children to sing songs. She will teach children to take pictures and draw pictures, so that children can know the outside world

Or he would sit in front of a candle lamp one night, mending children's clothes with needles and stitches in his hands.

Will lie in a sunny afternoon where I just lay blowing wind, she did not smile, no tears, no movement, no words

When I was thinking about these, Zhao Qingqing suddenly pushed me: "what do you think? You... "

I came to myself and asked her, "what do you think she's going to do now?"

"Er Now we should have just finished our meal and should be playing with the children. "

I asked her again and said, "do you think she will be surprised to see me later?"

"Yes

"Down the hill

……

The way down the mountain is much easier than going up the mountain. We didn't have much trouble to get down from the mountain, through a ridge path, and then through a pothole path.

Every few steps, I would look back and imagine song Qingyi on this road. Maybe every place we went through had her footprints.

From the hope primary school closer and closer, but my pace is also more and more slow, even heavy.

Zhao Qingqing didn't urge me either. I walked and stopped, and she also walked and stopped. She took photos here and there with her mobile phone in front of me.

The villagers who pass by will look at us for a long time. Maybe they think that our clothes are strange, and they will look at us more inadvertently.

I grabbed one of the villagers and said, "Hello, brother! Do you have a song Qingyi in this village

It seems that the elder brother can't understand my Putonghua. He communicates with me in the local language. I can't understand what he said. It's just like a duck to a duck.

Zhao Qingqing finally called out to me in front of me: "you hurry up! I'll be there soon. "

I followed, and we went straight to the hope primary school. There was a security guard at the gate of the school. I didn't know if it was a security guard.

He stopped us and spoke a local dialect, which Zhao Qingqing and I couldn't understand.

Zhao Qingqing said, "Hello, we are here to find someone. Is song Qingyi teaching here?"

The elder brother seems to be able to understand Putonghua. He nods excitedly. Naturally, we can't understand what he says. But his excited appearance proves that song Qingyi is really here.

The big brother opened the door for us and led us in.

It may be because of the noon, the students are in the playground free activities, see me and Zhao Qingqing these two strange people, the children have looked at us.

I have seen some photos from Song Qingyi on Song Qingshan's wechat. These children are really no different from those in the photos. They are swarthy, but they look so pure and naive, and their clothes are so shabby.

All of a sudden, a group of children surrounded us, and those children called to us: "brother, sister, are you a friend of Mr. Song?"

The children can speak Putonghua naturally. Zhao Qingqing and I nodded vigorously. Then I asked, "are you Mr. Song there?"

"No, I'm not. Mr. Song has something to do. I'll be back in a month." Said the children.

Zhao Qingqing and I were stunned. We saw a middle-aged man with glasses coming to us. The man held out his hand to us from a distance: "welcome to Pingtan village hope primary school. Are you two friends of Mr. Song?"

Zhao Qingqing and I looked at the man coming towards us, nodded and said yes one after another, and then shook hands with him.

With a clean smile on his face, the man said, "I am the principal of the school and a colleague of Mr. Song. My name is Du Shengping."

"Oh, how do you do, Miss Du!" I said.

"Come to the office with me, gentlemen."

We followed him to the office, not so much an office as a cooking kitchen.

Yes, it's both a kitchen and a teacher's office. There are three very shabby desks in it. The innermost part is the place for cooking.

There is also a female teacher, Du teacher introduced her wife, they are all teachers in the school, usually her wife also cooks in the school.

After he brought us in and sat down, Mr. Du went to bring me and Zhao Qingqing two cups of boiling water, and then said with a smile, "you two, you've been working hard. Is this a difficult journey?"

"Oh, it's OK." I nodded and laughed, then looked around the office again, and finally looked at a desk next to me.Mr. Du said to me, "this desk is where Mr. Song usually works?"

I immediately walked over, fingers gently touched on the desk, I seem to be able to feel song Qingyi left the breath.

This is, Zhao Qingqing asked teacher Du again: "Miss Du, just heard the children say that Miss Song has gone back. What do you mean?"

"Oh, it's like this. Two days ago, teacher Song said she wanted to go back. She said that her sister's child was going to be born, and she would come back in a month."

When I heard this, I was stunned. I turned my head to look at Mr. Du mechanically and said, "I've been back two days ago? But why don't we know she's back? "

"I don't know this, this, either." Mr. Du was at a loss.

Zhao Qingqing then said, "Mr. Du, do you have her contact number? Can you call and ask? "

Mr. Du looked embarrassed, but under the gaze of Zhao Qingqing and I, we took out an old mobile phone and dialed it to song Qingyi.

But a moment later, he put down his mobile phone and said, "turn it off."

"If you call again, I'll listen to it." I came up and said.

When I called again, I really turned off the phone.

I suddenly had a bad premonition. I didn't know why. I didn't know whether song Qingyi was here. In addition, she didn't contact us after she went back.

Thinking, I immediately took out my mobile phone to call song Qingshan.

The signal here is not very good, so that song Qingshan's voice is intermittent after connecting the phone.

I asked her directly, "is your sister back?"

"You say what? Speak up, I can't hear you clearly... "

"I said," did you go back, sister? " I said aloud, word by word.

"Didn't you go to my sister?"

"Yes, I am in the primary school where she teaches now, but she has gone back two days ago. Did she not contact you?"

"No! She didn't come back! If she comes back, I will tell you for sure With that, song Qingshan asked nervously, "is my sister in there?"

My heart suddenly shocked, turned to sharp look at Mr. Du, and asked him: "never go back, you tell me honestly, she has been framed by you?"

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