The male teacher came over to take a look, but found nothing, let alone a girl, took a few glances, turned and left.

It was done here, and Liu Xiancheng and the others walked out of the toilet with ease, and everyone went back to the classroom together, because there were girls there, and no one mentioned what happened in the toilet just now.

Baoqiu asked: "Will you go home tomorrow?"

Zhang Xingming frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Why don't I invite you to the restaurant at noon, I'm the only one at home, and I have to cook now when I go back, and I don't have enough time."

Yajie asked: "Where are your adults? Are you not at home?"

Zhang Xingming said: "My family has moved to the city, and I'm the only one here. From now on, I'll live alone. Haha, isn't it cool? Are you envious?"

When I was a student, the happiest thing was that there were no adults to control me, that was called freedom.

Several people looked at Zhang Xingming with the look that you are too happy.

Na Hong Fei said with a smile: "You know how to cook? Bragging."

Zhang Xingming raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you cook? I'm pretty good at cooking. I'm definitely a master chef. You don't have to look at me like that. Buy some food someday, go to my house, and I'll make a meal for you to try." , a piece of cake."

Now everyone became interested and talked about the possibility of this matter. The favorite thing in my school days was that my classmates got together to make things happen.

Dachang asked softly, "Erming, are you really the only one in your house?"

Zhang Xingming nodded, and Dachang said: "After that, let's go to your house to do homework. It's fun to be together, so that no one has adults at home, and it's uncomfortable to stay anywhere, okay?"

Zhang Xingming glanced at him and said, "You can't copy, you can't smoke, just go wherever you want."

Dachang was stunned for a moment, and said: "Fuck." He gave Zhang Xingming the middle finger. He is a scumbag in his studies, and he basically copied his homework. Moreover, he smokes at home. It would be so uncomfortable if he was not allowed to smoke. .

When going upstairs, the buddy who had just been slapped by Zhang Xingming came down from upstairs with his schoolbag on his back. He looked like he was going to skip school. He gave Zhang Xingming a bitter look and walked away from the other side without daring to say anything.

Baoqiu turned to look at his back, thought for a while, and nodded.

Zhang Xingming just wanted to laugh, probably Baoqiu would fight frequently in the next two and a half years.

Baoqiu has a very good habit, until he joined the work, and until these people are in their 40s, they still maintain it.

That is, he likes to observe everyone around him, think about the good and bad development of everything, and discover the advantages of others, he will learn to imitate, and when he finds a way to deal with things, he will study it thoroughly and practice it.

After everyone was in their 40s, the students in the class thought that he had the best life and bought a car early, which is inseparable from his personality.

People with this personality have very strong self-control, so the success rate will be high.

Everyone entered the classroom happily, and the class bell rang here. The fourth period is the class of the class teacher. Everyone quickly ran back to their seats, flipped through the pages, found out the language books and class notes, and put them on the desk. Some things that have nothing to do with the Chinese class are all stuffed into the desk.

If anyone doesn't arrange these two things properly in class, or puts other things on the table, he will definitely be punished.

Chapter 271 The Ditch of the Dead and Mass Graves (1) (Repair)

It is a little more than two kilometers away from No. 36 Middle School of Benxi Iron and Steel Co., Ltd., along the main road from No. [-] Middle School. The place is called [-] Households, which is the office building of Nanfen Open Pit Mine of Benxi Iron and Steel Co., Ltd.

After passing the office building and going up about two kilometers, there is the Daijiadian, where the dormitory and canteen of the open-pit mine are built. Of course, there must be a large boiler room with a chimney tens of meters high.

Further up the staff dormitory, next to the wall of the dormitory, there is a building with a white exterior, which is an old house that has been around for nearly a hundred years.

It turns out that the purpose of this house is no longer verified. Now above the gate of this house, there is a small line of "Nanfen Open-pit Mine Patriotic Education Base" embossed in cement, which is so mottled that it can barely be read clearly.

Now this house is basically abandoned, but it has not been demolished, and no one will demolish it, and no one will care about it in the future.

But in the 80s and 90s, there were still people working here, and they would repair it regularly, because people often came to visit and study and carry out patriotic education.

Here in Nanfen, there are two places that are the most famous.

One is on the mountain next to Guo’s house, called Dead People’s Ditch, and the other is here in Daijiadian, also on the mountain, called Mass Grave.

Dead man's ditch is the place where Little Japan shot resisters, saboteurs, or other people who they thought were guilty when they were mining in Nanfen.

The dead people were just thrown into the ditch like that, no one cared, and no one dared to.

The reason why he chose to kill people here was that at that time, the small Japanese were mainly concentrated in the Zhaojiabao and Nanshan areas, and Guo's place happened to be in the middle of the two places, and there were basically no Japanese who settled down.

After a long time, this place is called Dead Man's Ditch. There are dead bones thrown there all over the mountains and plains, a place where there are especially many snakes, insects, rats, ants, birds and animals.

The mass grave is different from the ditch of the dead. This is not a place to kill people, but more people die here. The reason why it is called a mass grave is because too many people died here.

The dead bones on the other side of the dead man's ditch are thrown in the mountains, here are piles of them, and mass graves are not. The people here are buried together. A valley is a big pit, with one floor on the left and one floor on the right. I don't know. How many times it has been buried, I don't know how many people were buried.

This is where sick workers are dealt with.

In the early and early days of liberation, there were several major infectious diseases in China, one of which was called typhoid now, but in the old days it was called tuberculosis.

At that time, there was a popular saying that one would die from typhoid fever, and another would die from tuberculosis. The typhoid fever here actually refers to today's severe cold, which is not the same as the typhoid fever mentioned above.

At that time, typhoid fever was regarded as a terminal illness, and there were no specific medicines, and if there were any, they would not be given to you. How could Chinese laborers be worth the Japanese people's energy to treat them.

After getting this kind of disease, you will have a high fever all the time, but your lungs and brain will not be burned, so you are still awake, but you are weak and can't eat.

Moreover, the disease is very contagious, and the whole family may have a fever within a few days.

So the Japanese thought of a brilliant way to prevent infection, burn it, and bury it after burning.

Once it was found that someone had typhoid fever, or simply suspected that someone had typhoid fever, you must know that the symptoms of a severe cold and the initial stage of typhoid fever were exactly the same, and the whole family would be dragged to death, burned, and buried.

The winter in Northeast China was basically minus [-] degrees at that time, and the probability of catching a cold was higher than that of eating a full meal.

So, burning, burying, and hearing from the old man, the most severe one was that all the people in a village were killed, burned, and buried. The whole village, from the old to the young, was spared.

In that old white house, there are some relatively complete bones cleaned from these two places.

Nothing but bones, big and small skulls, leg bones, filled the whole house.

And this is just for display, what percentage can it account for in the two valleys?

There is a massacre memorial hall in Nanjing, and state leaders go there every year to express their condolences, and the whole world will pray for the innocent souls there.

There is a September [-]th monument in Fengtian, and people all over the country know this day and are willing to mourn for them.

There is only a dilapidated old house that is about to fall down. The lock on the door has been corroded and cannot be opened, right?

Who will light a candle for them and sprinkle half a wisp of paper money?

……

No one can figure out how typhoid fever is contracted. Up to now, a few cases occasionally appear in the open-pit and mineral processing plants. Of course, this disease will not kill people now, and it can be cured without any crime.

Zhang Xingming worked in a mineral processing plant in his last life, so he won the bid and was fortunate to be one of the cases.

In that period, there were three in the open air, seven in ore dressing, and one of them was a woman.

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