"Buchbenma"
Dorje Huamao quickly walked up to the girl who was half a head taller than the other day students, grabbed her arm forcefully, and arbitrarily pulled the timid girl to the edge of the school gate. .
Li Zhixian was about to walk over to stop the rude old woman, but was quickly stopped by Yu Peihuan.
Yu Peihuan shook his head silently. Li Zhixian looked at her and finally stayed there with her, using the magic circle to monitor the conversation between Dorje Huamao and the girl.
"Dorje Ama"
Buchiboma did not dare to free her arm from Dorje Huamao's hand. She looked at Dorje Huamao's stern eyes in fear and shrank her body uneasily.
Dorje Huamao's grip tightened, and the old and short woman suddenly pulled Buchbenma in front of her, and with her skinny, claw-like right hand, she pulled a piece of the little girl's neck.
"Who asked you to wear this to school?"
Dorje Huamao pushed Buchi Boma away and raised his hand as if to throw the thing to the ground. After a while, the old woman gasped, slowly lowered her arm, and stuffed the thing that was pulled from the little girl's neck. Into the arms.
"Ama Dorje, they all wore it, and I"
"You're not allowed to wear it. Did you hear me? Go to the classroom."
"I understand, Dorje Ama."
Buchibenma lowered his head and shuffled towards the classroom, following the other day students. .
"Did you see clearly what it was?"
Li Zhixian bumped Yu Peihuan's shoulder lightly.
Yu Peihuan whispered, "My magic power couldn't pass through. I only saw a diamond-shaped thing. Your magic power is stronger than mine. Do you see clearly?"
"I didn't have time to stack the perspective circle"
Old God Li Zhixian folded his hands on the ground and said, "It's okay, she will live in the school. I will steal the things for you at night. My technique will ensure that no one is aware of her, and it will be perfect."
"Obviously we are here to investigate the case, but why do I always feel like I am not a good person when I am with you?"
"Hmph, I am a complex character who is both good and evil, cute and charming."
Li Zhixian trotted and followed the little girl who was a head taller than her classmates to the third grade classroom to lead students in morning reading.
Teacher Li led the third graders to read our ethnic primary school several times with a passionate voice.
"In the morning, many primary school students came from the hillside, from Pingba, and from the paths with pompom flowers and sunflowers. They all wore different clothes and spoke different languages. When they came to school, they all became good friends. The classmates said Say hello to the singing birds on campus, say hello to the teachers who love you, and salute the national flag flying high."
The full text of this text only has more than 300 words. The most important thing is that it is possible that there are no more than five characters that cannot be divided into hf, which is very suitable for Teacher Li from Fujian. .
Consciously or unconsciously, she observed the girl in the audience who was half a head taller than her classmates, and found nothing except that the little girl read the text very seriously.
Teacher Li shook her head on the podium, enjoying the admiration and admiration of the primary school students in the audience. She led the students to read it three times, and the voices under the podium became more uniform from the sparse at the beginning.
Li Zhixian held the textbook and looked at the children's faces and eyes. He couldn't help but slow down his speech and read the article about our ethnic primary school more attentively.
After morning reading, the students went to the cafeteria to eat.
Muya Township Central Primary School is funded by the "(Love ài) Heart Breakfast" project. All students can enjoy a free breakfast. In addition to the staple food, there is also a boiled egg and a box of pure milk (milk nǎi).
Yu Peihuan and Li Zhixian helped distribute egg cows (milk nǎi) to more than two hundred students, while quietly observing Dorje Huamao and Buchi Boima.
Buchbenma quickly finished the water in the bowl, washed tsampa and a few slices of green vegetables. The little girl put the boiled eggs and carton of milk nǎi into her pocket, and was about to leave the canteen when she was humped by Dorje Huamao. His back was blocked at the door.
"What's in your pocket, take it out"
Buchibenma took out boiled eggs and cartons of milk (milk nǎi) from his pocket, and whispered
"Ama Dorje, I can't finish eating so much. I want to take it home to eat."
Dorje Huamao snatched the egg cow (milk nǎi) from Buchbenma's hand and said sternly
"You can only eat it in school. If you don't eat it, throw it away."
Buchibenma's eyes were a little red, and he didn't speak for a long time.
"You want to eat or not to eat?"
Dorje Huamao took the cow (nǎi) egg and threw it in front of Buchi Boma, staring and saying nothing.
Buchbenma took the cow (milk nǎi) and eggs from Dorje Huamao's hand and stood there and slowly ate them. She looked a little distracted. Even though she ate slowly, she still choked on the egg yolk and coughed. stand up.
Li Zhixian couldn't stand it, so he walked up to Buchi Benma and patted her on the back.
"Be careful and take your time."
She looked at Dorje Huamao's back clearing the dining table in the distance and frowned.
After school ended at four o'clock, Li Zhixian and Yu Peihuan returned to the room and exchanged information about what they had observed today.
Li Zhixian maintained a composite barrier with dual reconnaissance and sound insulation effects, informed Yu Peihuan of the information she collected during the day, and handed over the task of summary and analysis to her always reliable partner.
"There is no problem for the students who live on campus. The day students (shen shēn) have more or less the smell of incense from gods and Buddhas. The girl named Buchibenma (shen shēn) also has it, but it is not particularly outstanding."
Yu Peihuan said, "Every household in the Tibetan area has a sutra hall. In addition to the Buddha, there are also those who worship the birth god Gela, the local god Yula, the farmer Loda, the goddess Ram and Salutaru. The bodies of day students (shēn) are infested with incense. It's normal. I've read it one by one, and it doesn't smell like an evil god.
What else did you find out?”
"The sister named Buchibenma is pitiful. I asked some old teachers and they said she is of mixed Chinese and Tibetan descent. She was said to be incompatible with her mother. She was raised in her aunt's house when she was a few years old. Her father My mother works in the city and sends some money back to her aunt every month.
Later, I heard that her parents had another child in the city, so they didn’t send any money back and couldn’t be contacted. She dropped out of school for several years after finishing second grade. This year, it was because the school received several public welfare projects. She received financial support, waived tuition and fees, and included breakfast and lunch, so she was allowed to study in the second grade at such an old age.
She has no special relationship with Dorje Huamao, but there is one thing that is a bit suspicious. Several college students who came before to support her often contacted her and gave her things because they were sympathetic to her."
Yu Peihuan nodded and said, "I understand, Zhixian, you go to Dorje Huamao's place tonight to see what she pulled off Buchbenma's neck in the morning. I'll go to Buchbenma's house to have a look." "
"Then what should I do to leave an empty house here?"
"Contact my colleagues in western Sichuan and ask him to pick us up. He and Duojie Huamao said that the bedding is too hard and we can't sleep well. We have to go to the county town to buy better bedding. Today we will stay in a hotel in the county town. .
We climbed over to the other side of the mountain and then turned back, splitting up and keeping in touch. "
"good."
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