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On the way back from school, Qinghuan and the team members temporarily escorted the children home. Because of the rain, some of them wore rain shoes, and now they want to step on a few feet when they see a small bucket.

The school is built in the middle of Shanao village and Shangyan village. When she is about to arrive at Shanao village, little carambola runs down from a small broken. The little girl runs fast. When she sees Qinghuan, she is anxious to take her hand.

"Carambola, what's the matter?" Qinghuan squatted down to ask.

"Ah." Small carambola left hand holding Qinghuan, right hand to their own place to point, the little girl was anxious to tears out.

"I'll go and have a look." Qinghuan dropped this sentence, picked up the small carambola and ran. At this time, the advantage of long-term sports came out. Qinghuan's foot distance was much faster than that of small carambola. In less than 10 minutes, she found someone behind a big tree behind Shanao village.

This is also a little girl named Wu Xiaoyun. She is eight years old. She is about the same height as the carambola. Today, when I was in music class, she was sitting next to the carambola. Qinghuan remembers that this little girl loves to laugh. There is a lovely pear vortex on her cheek when she smiles.

At this moment, Wu Xiaoyun lies behind the big tree, covers his stomach and rolls on the ground. Small carambola struggles from Qinghuan's arms, and Qinghuan quickly helps Wu Xiaoyun up.

"Xiao Yun, what's the matter? Tell the teacher, where does it hurt? "

The white girl's face was covered with tears. When she saw Qinghuan, she was obviously frightened and struggled to run.

"What's the matter?" Qinghuan doubts that Mingming was not like this when he was at school. How could he want to run when he saw himself?

"Ah." Small carambola grabbed Wu Xiaoyun's wrist, bit her teeth and lifted her clothes up. Then Qinghuan saw the child's white tender stomach with bruises.

The most serious on both sides of the waist, as if it was pinched out with both hands, Qinghuan stare, obviously some can not believe.

"Old Teacher... " Wu Xiaoyun cried out with a cry. She had a good stomachache, but the headmaster said that she could not tell others, because no one would like him, so she did not dare to tell the teacher, but it was really painful.

Qinghuan picked up Wu Xiaoyun and turned to run in the direction of Shanao village. She didn't notice the small carambola behind her, wiped her tears, and then turned her head to the direction of Shangyan village. The little girl fell down after just a few steps because she was so fast before.

Palm scraped, small carambola silently crying, and then climbed up, did not dare to follow up.

"No fever." Village head Wu diagnosed Xiao Yun's pulse, and checked with the medical equipment Qinghuan brought with them, and found nothing.

Wu Xiaoyun is from Shanao village. His father went out to work and lived with his grandparents, mother and brother.

Qinghuan flushes a cup of calcium milk in. After the old village head leaves, Qinghuan makes a wink and asks Shen Yinian to close the door.

Wu Xiaoyun's stomach is not so painful at the moment. The little girl's eyes are flushed with tears, and she follows a little rabbit who has been bullied.

"Xiao Yun, first drink some hot milk, and the stomach will not hurt so much." Qinghuan handed the cup over and coaxed softly.

"Thank you, teacher." Wu Xiaoyun pursed his lips, stretched out his hands to borrow the cup, and then sipped.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yinian sat by the bed and asked softly.

Qinghuan put her finger on her lips and made a quiet movement. Then she stretched out her hand and lifted the corner of her dress. On her delicate stomach, there were bruises on both sides.

Shen Yinian covered his mouth in disbelief.

Wu Xiaoyun some timidly peeks at two beautiful teachers.

Qinghuan squatted in front of the bed and asked in a gentle tone: "Xiao Yun, can you tell the teacher who bullied you?"

Wu Xiaoyun blinked his eyes and whispered, "no one bullies me."

Shen Yinian touched the little girl's head with her hand and said in a warm voice, "don't be afraid, miss Niannian and Huanhuan like you very much. Xiao Yun has always been very good and won't lie to the teacher, right?"

Wu Xiaoyun held on to the water glass tightly. His long eyelashes blinked and blinked. He didn't dare to stand on the stage.

Qinghuan went to see it carefully, and found that the child was biting her lips and crying silently. Her heart was aching.

Qinghuan: "remember what the teacher said today? Xiao Yun is the teacher's baby, so no matter what happens, the teacher will always like you. "

"Really?" The little girl said timidly, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Qinghuan action gently wipe tears for her, said: "really, only told the teacher, the stomach will not hurt."

Wu Xiaoyun grabbed the sheet with one hand, and then looked at Qinghuan timidly. He whispered, "the headmaster said that he could not tell others. If he said that everyone would hate me, would you please don't tell the headmaster?"

"Bang."

The empty cup fell from Qinghuan's hand and made a sound on the ground. Wu Xiaoyun hugged his knee and cried again.

Shen Yinian held her in his arms and coaxed her softly.

Qinghuan and Shen Yinian look at each other. Although there are only a few words, they both clearly understand something. Qinghuan's mind again shows that when she was in Shangyan village, xiaoyangtao took the initiative to hold her hand and hid behind him shaking.At that time, it was also because I saw president Yang.

Qinghuan felt that she was going to be angry. She didn't dare to make a statement. She had to secretly go to her brother and let him use the UAV to monitor president Yang.

Yu Fei asked, "Why are you watching him?"

"I suspect him to be obscene! Blasphemy! Son! Children Qinghuan gritted his teeth word by word, and the peach in his hand fell to the ground and rolled for several times.

"I see."

Just now there were some careless voices, which immediately became serious.

Wu Xiaoyun's mother came to pick up the people. The child's mother had just finished her farm work. When she heard the village head say that Xiao Yun was in her house, she immediately came over and grabbed the girl's ear in front of everyone and scolded.

"If you don't go home after school, you'll be lazy. Your brother is still at home. You want to starve to death, don't you?"

Wu Xiaoyun's mother twisted her daughter and walked out of the yard.

"Alas." The old village sighed and stopped Qinghuan and Shen Yinian and said, "I know you are kind-hearted and kind-hearted when you are young, but kindness also needs to be divided into different people. You can't make sense when you go up to reason. You will only let the children be beaten."

This is the problem of education.

Qinghuan and Shen Yinian go back to find Yu Fei, who leads out the pictures about the school that were shot by UAV before.

They didn't know before, but now they know the potential danger, so they decided to start at school.

Several hours down, several people's eyes are a little dry.

Everything in the picture is normal. In everyone's eyes, headmaster Yang is a good man. When a student falls down, he goes back to pull him up. Some students will eat when they are hungry. When they go to the teachers and the people in the countryside, they all say that he is a good man.

In the past few days of shooting, it is very normal to catch the lens about President Yang. If you don't know, you should think that this man is a good man.