Qiao Yanran, after waiting for Yang carpenter to go out, lies back on the bed again. Just as she is ready to sleep again, the wooden door of the yard knocks.
It's still dark outside. I can't see my fingers.
As soon as she went out to have a look, she saw Gangzi and Leizi standing outside the door, holding an old-fashioned big thick flashlight in her hand and piercing eyes with strong light.
They craned their necks, looked around the yard and said, "by the way, where's that little beauty?"
"Gone."
Two people hear Qiao Yanran understatement of the answer, heart a little lost, but also not lost for long, "go, go to school."
"You go first. I'm going fast and I'll leave at eight." Qiao Yanran said that, will close the door.
After listening to her words, Gangzi and Leizi had a look of disdain on their face. "Just boast about it. Even if you ride a bicycle for tens of miles, it's not so fast. If you don't go, we'll go?"
They turned around and left, sometimes turning to have a look.
Gee, that boy didn't catch up and locked the door!
After locking the door, Qiao Yanran goes back to her bed, takes Mengmeng into her arms and falls asleep with her soft body in her arms.
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"brother! brother! I'm late! "
Mengmeng wakes up and sees the electronic wall clock on the wall. After 8:10, she wakes up and shakes Qiao Yanran's arm anxiously.
"Nothing."
Qiao Yanran turns over and gets up, gently helps Mengmeng tidy up her clothes, and gets out of bed with her in her arms. They had a quick breakfast, and it was more than eight o'clock.
Looking at the rising sun outside, Mengmeng felt that it would be nice to be at school at 12 o'clock today.
"Come on, Mengmeng. I'll carry you on my back. I can walk faster."
Qiao Yanran squats down and says to Meng Meng.
"It's OK, brother. Today is the first day of school. I used to clean up. There's no need to worry. Mengmeng can go by herself."
"Nothing."
Qiao Yanran said, carrying Mengmeng directly on her back, quickening her steps and walking hundreds of meters almost instantly.
Because of the rush, Qiao Yanran took a shortcut directly, from the back of the pig farm to the past, all the way is the smell of pig manure.
"Look, brother, what's that?"
Mengmeng lies on Qiao Yanran's shoulder and points to a mass of unknown white objects in the distance.
Qiao Yan Ran approached two steps, and saw a snow-white fox turned out on the towering garbage heap.
The fox is dead. His head has been cut off. He has been bitten by something and his skin has been bitten.
Qiao Yan Ran looks at the familiar knife edge on Fox, eyebrow slightly picked.
After she beheaded the old lady yesterday, she took advantage of noon to bury her under the garbage
Unexpectedly, this old aunt's noumenon is actually a fox spirit.
Qiao Yan Ran sees here, some can't laugh or cry.
Yesterday, the old lady turned into a girl, and she was enchanted. But her foundation was too shallow, and she didn't feel it at all.
She thought about it carefully, from a few details.
It's tragic.
Well, for the sake of the same race, Qiao Yanran takes out the lighter from her pocket, lights a fire on the fox essence, and helps to cremate her, so as not to expose her to the wild.