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The little girl was holding a composition notebook in her hand, rubbing her hands back and forth on the side pages, until the edges fluffed up.

"A woman called Teacher Ji away. Teacher Ji asked us to write an essay and never came back. The topic of the essay was to write—"

"What kind of woman do you describe?" Sheng Weimin asked.

"The topic of the composition is to write "Blue"," the little girl curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and she said everything she said before she began to answer, "It's just an aunt, she looks so fierce, she said a few words to Teacher Ji Then Teacher Ji left with her."

This little girl, Shao Youguang, remembered that she had seen her on the field last time, and it was the one who stared at Ji Jian in class.The little girl obviously remembered him too, she opened her eyes and looked at Shao Youguang, racked her brains and thought for a while, and said, "It seems to be wrapped in a maroon scarf, and she is wearing a red and green top."

Shao Youguang felt that this outfit was a bit familiar, so he gestured to see if it was so tall, and there were some flowers on the maroon scarf.

The girl nodded and said yes.I am embarrassed to say that school is almost over, and I haven't finished my composition yet.Then he slipped back to the classroom like a fish by the door frame.There was a lot of discussion in the classroom about what blue is, and a chubby voice was especially obvious, saying that my dad brought me a butterfly specimen when he came back one time, blue, blue morpho butterfly, that is very beautiful up.

"Then I know," Shao Youguang turned to Sheng Weimin and said, "Her daughter is skinny, she will go to the one in the city."

"Oh, it's Liu Meng's mother," Sheng Weimin patted his head and sighed, "She came to me no less than ten times in just one or two days, asking if she could find a way to get Liu Meng to go to school. I Say there is no way, the child has psychological problems, there is no rush, he has to adjust it slowly, and if he refuses, why do he ask Teacher Ji?"

Sheng Weimin frowned, and rubbed his shoes heavily on the ground a few times, kicking up a lot of dust.

"It's okay," Shao Youguang didn't think there was anything wrong, and smiled, "Don't worry about him, if you have anything to do with him, I'll tell you when he comes back."

"Hey, the spring bamboo shoots are harvested, and last year's Tianma, I want to ask Teacher Ji to send it to Mr. Zhao for me, thank you very much. You don't know, Mr. Zhao is a good person, and there is no poverty alleviation in our poor place. As for the key projects, Mr. Zhao actually found us out of nowhere and is willing to give us funding for running the school."

Standing in front of Sheng Weimin, Mr. Zhao nodded his head with deep merit and fame, and praised in a wrong way: "Gianma is indeed a good thing."

"Yes, Xiao Shao also brought some when he left. Didn't you say that you stay up late all the time? This thing is good for keeping in good health." Sheng Weimin said as he was about to enter the classroom, and he had to take care of it when he saw that there was a commotion inside.

Shao Youguang asked one more question: "Where is Liu Meng's house?"

"It's a bit far away. Her family lives in Pingba, next to the nearest one on the Luoze River."

Sheng Weimin entered the classroom and shouted down, Teacher Ji is busy, please leave the composition to me.The students below are rushing up, and everyone wants to leave school.Sheng Weimin had no choice but to knock on the podium vigorously, saying to obey the order, obey the order, pass it on to the group leader and hand it in...

Shao Youguang put these voices behind him, walked back alone, took out his mobile phone and sent text messages to Sheng Weimin, oh no, it was to Ji Jian, and asked him: "Are you busy? Let's chat?" But there was no one at all. care about him.

Shao Youguang waited, bored, thinking that it is difficult for a clean official to break up housework, and a person like Ji Jian should never hoard such things.Before, I didn't realize that Mr. Ji has a good ability to relieve people's heart problems.He thought irritably - I still have a heart problem, why don't you come and help me.

He waited until the afternoon, when it was getting dark, he saw a 60-year-old man outside the window, with thinning hair and a fat belly, riding a rickety car, knocking on the washbasin and yelling "Go down!" It's raining—it's going to rain."When riding over, he knocked on the window of Ji Jian's house: "Mr. Ji, it's going to rain soon, don't forget to pack your clothes."

"Hey," Shao Youguang responded slowly, went out to collect Ji Jian's clothes, and saw that the sky was already dark.He spread his clothes all over the bed, unable to sit still.

He went to ask Sheng Weimin to borrow a car. Sheng Weimin was very generous, and he couldn't understand it. The rainy road was even more difficult. Son, besides, if Mr. Ji is already on his way back, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

Shao Youguang refused to listen, he said no, I have to go to him.

I have traveled thousands of miles, so what's the point of these few miles?When he was a child, Ji Jian looked unreasonable, but in fact he was very coaxing. He made a grimace and a joke and followed him away. When Ji Jian grew up, he smiled politely at him, but Shao Youguang felt the coldness on his body. Why can't it get hot.

So Shao Youguang couldn't bear to let him do anything alone, he felt uncomfortable when he thought of Ji Jian going back through the long night alone after dark.Obviously they have lived separately for so long, and no one has to rely on the other, but Shao Youguang just feels that he has to pick Ji Jian back.He couldn't explain these emotions to Sheng Weimin, but attributed them to distress and reluctance.

Sheng Weimin had no choice but to let Shao Youguang go.As soon as the keys were in hand, the car sped away.What did Sheng Weimin think when he was left alone, and he felt that there was something wrong with these two people.

It wasn't dark yet, and indeed it wasn't until dark.The sky in Yunnan is always darker than in the north.It was dark because the dark clouds had pressed down, and there was a touch of silver gray in the sky where it met the horizon.

Shao Youguang drove along the Luoze River. It was night when he came to Yiliang, and he didn't even have a good look at the surrounding environment.There is also a river in Yiliang. The Luoze River runs through Yiliang from south to north like a belt. He has been so happy these days that he has never looked at the surrounding environment carefully.Ji Jian was probably destined to have a flood of water sources, no matter where he went to the city, there would be rivers everywhere.The dark clouds gradually approached the river, and the rain began to fall, hitting the car windows densely, making people panic.At this time, there was another thunder in the sky. Thunder in spring must be a bad thing. Shao Youguang had some bad premonitions in his heart.He inexplicably thought of the flood in 98. In fact, he never experienced any other floods. If he had to talk about the flood in 98, he would not be a real witness.It's just that he checked a lot of information afterwards and saw a lot of specific figures. He knew that his hometown had become a flood discharge area by himself, and he knew the glory of smashing his teeth and swallowing it in his stomach.Zhao Fengqiu also told him that you didn't see it, but the water came up all at once, and all the poultry, livestock, and everything in our house were floating in the water.Zhao Fengqiu is worthy of being a bold woman, she sees it more openly than anyone else, she can already say this with a smile, and then sighs, saying that it is a pity and it is true.She also laughed at Shao Youguang, what's the point of you always checking the number of casualties.

No, Shao Youguang wanted to tell her, I just wasn't sure if Shao Zhenzhen was included in this number.

Numbers can be read so quickly that two lips touch each other, but life can never be finished, and what can only be exchanged is conservative estimates in the news.What's the point of conservative estimates? Wars, diseases, plagues, and natural disasters can only be summarized with a conservative estimate after a few years.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the road ahead began to be unclear.But it is really unfounded to worry about the flood here. The Lose River is such a small river, the water is thin, and even a single rain cannot wash over the embankment.It's just that Sheng Weimin's little broken car looks extraordinarily weak and pitiful at this time.Shao Youguang saw several village women standing by the side of the road, talking eagerly through the roof beams to hide from the rain.He stopped the car and rolled down the window to confirm: "Is Liu Meng's house in front?"

"Yes." One of them answered, their chatting stopped for a moment, and they looked at Shao Youguang strangely with that look in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Shao Youguang keenly sensed something was wrong and asked.

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