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.
"Ama Dorje..."
Buchiboma did not dare to free her arm from Dorje Huamao. She looked at Dorje Huamao's stern eyes with 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 wear them, I..."
"You are not allowed to wear it, 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 it. 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, and I will steal the things for you at night. My technique will ensure that no one is aware of her, and it is 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..."
"Humph, 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 the students in morning reading.
Teacher Li led the third graders to read "Our Ethnic Primary School" several times with great emotion.
"In the morning, many primary school students came from the hillside, from Pingba, and from the paths with pompom flowers and sunflowers... We all wore different clothes and spoke different languages. When we came to school, we all became good friends...
…The students said hello to the birds singing happily on campus, said hello to their beloved teachers, and saluted the national flag flying high…”
The full text of this text only has more than 300 words. The most important thing is that there are no more than five characters that may not 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 "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 Breakfast" project. All students can enjoy a free breakfast. In addition to the staple food, there is also a boiled egg and a carton of pure milk.
Yu Peihuan and Li Zhixian helped distribute eggs and milk to more than 200 students while quietly observing Dorje Huamao and Buchi Bomma.
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 into her pocket, and was about to leave the canteen, but she was stopped at the door by Dorje Huamao, who was hunched over.
.
"What's in your pocket? Take it out!"
Buchibenma took out boiled eggs and cartons of milk 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 eggs and milk from Buchi Boma'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 she didn't speak for a long time.
"Eat it or not!"
Dorje Huamao took the milk and egg and threw it in front of Buchboma, staring without saying a word.
Buchibenma took the milk and eggs from Dorje Huamao's hand, stood there and ate them slowly. She looked a little distracted, and even though she ate slowly, she still choked on the egg yolk and started to cough.
Li Zhixian couldn't stand it, so he walked up to Buchibenma and patted her on the back.
"Be careful, don't rush."
She looked at the back of Dorje Huamao clearing the dining table in the distance and frowned.
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After school ended at four o'clock, Li Zhixian and Yu Peihuan returned to the room and exchanged the information they 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 boarding students. The day students have more or less the smell of incense from gods and Buddhas. The girl named Buchibenma also has it, but it is not particularly outstanding."
Yu Peihuan said: "Every household in the snow area has a sutra hall. In addition to the Buddha, there are those worshiping the birth god Gela, the local god Yula, the farmer Loda, the goddess Ram and Salutaru. It is normal for day students to be contaminated by incense.
I've read them one by one, and they don't smell like evil spirits.
What else did you find out?"
"The sister named Buchibenma is very pitiful. I asked some old teachers and they said that 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, and her parents were both here.
She 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 the second grade. This year it was because the school received several public welfare projects.
She received financial support, waived tuition and miscellaneous 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 something fishy about it. Several college students who came here to teach often contacted her and gave her things because they sympathized with 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."
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"What should we do here? Leave an empty room?"
"Contact our colleague in Brazil and ask him to pick us up. I told Dorje Huamao that the bedding was too hard and we couldn't sleep well. We had to go to the county town to buy better bedding and stay in a hotel in the county town today.
We'll go over to the other side of the mountain and come back, split up and keep in touch."