On the yellow earth kang.

Lin Ming looked at the three children, licking the chocolate pie bit by bit.

This must be the most delicious thing they have ever eaten.

Very soft and sweet.

Lin Ming took out the remaining chocolate pies and compressed biscuits from his backpack.

"Mr. Lin, this thing should be expensive, right?" Fu Zheng asked.

"good."

Lin Ming did not say the exact price.

A box of chocolate pies costs more than ten yuan, but it is the average income of Fu Zheng's family for three or four days.

"Fu Xing, I'll leave these chocolate pies for your younger brothers and sisters, and I'll give you the compressed biscuits."

Lin Ming placed the compressed biscuit in front of Fu Xing: "This is also delicious, and it can satisfy your hunger. You can eat it on the way to school in the morning or after school in the evening."

"Uncle, you gave us everything, what do you eat?" Fu Xing asked.

Lin Ming rubbed his little head: "Uncle can still buy it after he goes back, so you can just eat it. In contrast, uncle prefers to eat the food cooked by your parents!"

"Thank you, uncle!" Fu Xing was extremely happy.

…

The next few days.

The poverty alleviation team occasionally takes everyone to visit other villages.

Of course, I also went to Fu Xing’s elementary school.

It is also a classroom built with loess.

'Shabby' is not enough to describe it, perhaps 'shabby' is the most appropriate word.

All desks are made of wood. They must have been used for a long time and are rotten in some places.

There are many children in the surrounding villages, but only about twenty or so come to class.

It's not that they don't want to come, but various reasons prevent them from being able to go to class every day like children in other provinces and cities.

The last day of the poverty alleviation inspection.

Chen Jia's words came true.

It rained heavily throughout Yizhou Province.

6pm.

Lin Ming and Fu Zheng worked together to block the roof with temporary hay.

Even so, it still can't stop rainwater from seeping in.

"When will Fu Xing come back?" Lin Ming asked Fu Zheng.

This is the fifth time he has asked.

The road on the mountain is not easy to walk, and such heavy rain will make the mountain road muddy. It is lucky that it did not cause a mudslide.

Thinking about a ten-year-old child going home through such a steep road in the dark and heavy rain, Lin Ming felt heartbroken.

"It's coming, it's coming..." Fu Zheng murmured.

This is more like self-comfort.

He was even more anxious than Lin Ming.

"Can he live in the school?" Lin Ming asked again.

"Okay." Fu Zheng's eyes were blank.

Fu Xing is well-behaved and sensible, and is a very lovable child.

People are emotional animals.

After these days of contact, Lin Ming became very attracted to him.

He has been praying in his heart that nothing happens to Fu Xing. It is best to stay in school and come back tomorrow.

Lin Ming also tried to use his ability to predict the future to predict what would happen next.

But at the critical moment, this ability was lost.

Perhaps because he had interfered in Fu Xing's life, when Lin Ming predicted Fu Xing, he had an unbearable headache and couldn't predict it at all!

This also made Lin Ming question this ability.

If it is because the other party has a relationship with you, you cannot predict it.

Then why could he predict success for people like Zhou Wennian, Zhou Mingli, Zhou Chong, and Hong Ning?

Lin Ming is just an ordinary person.

He'll never get an answer.

Time passes.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping.

7 o'clock, 8 o'clock, 9 o'clock...

Until 10 o'clock in the evening, Fu Xing did not come back.

As usual, Fu Xing should be home around 8 o'clock at the latest.

"He should be living in the school."

Feng Xia said this, but her face was full of worry.

"I'll go out and take a look." Fu Zheng suddenly said.

"I'll go too!"

Lin Ming said and wanted to follow.

Fu Zheng said, "Mr. Lin, it's raining too hard. It's dangerous in the mountains. I don't have an umbrella here. You'd better wait at home."

Lin Ming took out his flashlight and walked out first without even answering Fu Zheng.

It rained so heavily and was accompanied by strong winds, so an umbrella was of no use.

In addition, because he was anxious, Lin Ming simply rushed out of the Tumin Village with a waterproof flashlight.

Together with Fu Zheng, he followed the only road to find Fu Xing.

The two shouted Fu Xing's name as they walked, but received no response.

When he came to the edge of Death Valley, Lin Ming saw a shoe.

A blue cloth shoe worn by a child!

He is very familiar with these shoes.

Fu Xing has been wearing these shoes since the day he came to Tumin Village.

"No……"

Lin Ming's eyes instantly turned red, and his heart felt like needles pricking him.

He looked towards Death Valley. It was pitch black below and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"It should have fallen when he was in school... Yes, that's definitely the case!"

Lin Ming was afraid that Fu Zheng would be worried, so he hid the blue cloth shoe.

Then, like crazy, he used all his strength to rush to Fu Zheng's school.

About 1am.

Lin Ming and Fu Zheng knocked on the door of supporting teacher Lu Qingqing.

Maybe it was because the rain was so heavy that Lu Qingqing didn't have any rest. The whole room was soaked by the rain and she couldn't sleep at all.

"Teacher Lu, is Fu Xing here?" Lin Ming asked nervously.

"Fu Xing? He went back when school was over!" Lu Qingqing said.

Lin Ming's heart sank.

Immediately afterwards.

He roared angrily: "It's raining so hard, why don't you let him go back tomorrow?!"

Lu Qingqing is not very old either.

Lin Ming's roar startled her.

But she soon realized that something might have happened.

"Fu Xing said that an uncle came to his family and was very kind to him. He wanted to repay this uncle, so he asked me to help him make a big red flower, saying that he would go back and give it to this uncle."
To be continued...