[Rebirth] I died in summer

Lin Lixia turned her head, and saw the pointer falling straight down, maybe the woman didn't expect someone to rush over suddenly, so the woman's eyes were full of surprise, but the whip was too late to take back .

call--

He heard the sound of the whip rubbing against the air, and closed his eyes.

After a while, the painful feeling in his imagination did not come. He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Qin Kongqing's back, and then he saw Qin Kongqing's hand tightly grasping the woman's wrist, A look of shock and anger appeared on the woman's face. Then, he saw Qin Kongqing grabbing the woman's wrist and twisting it. The woman let out a painful exclamation, and the pointer fell to the ground.

The woman threw off Qin Kongqing's wrist, glared at the two of them fiercely, and asked, "You're out of your mind!"

"Why are you beating the child?" Qin Kongqing's voice was filled with hidden anger.

"He did something wrong, what's the matter if I hit him? But who are you to meddle in my business." The woman looked righteous and confident, and didn't feel that she was wrong at all.

"What did he do to make you beat him like this?" The little boy was shaking so badly, Lin Lixia was afraid that he would touch his wound, so he let go of the boy, stood up and looked at the woman.

The moment the woman saw Lin Lixia's face, she froze for a moment, and quickly regained her righteous look: "This kid steals, I'll teach him as his teacher, is there anything wrong with that?" ?”

"He steals?" Lin Lixia glanced at the woman suspiciously. Then, he felt the little boy behind him tugging at his sleeve. When he turned around, he saw the little boy shaking his head at him with an excited expression. And gesticulating something.

"He admitted it, and told you to mind your own business," the woman said.

"Listen to your mother's nonsense," Qin Kongqing scolded the woman, "do you fucking think what you say is what you say?"

"Then what do you think?"

Lin Lixia picked up the child, and being careful not to touch his wound as much as possible, he looked at the woman and said to him: "I want to take him to treat his wound first."

"That's not okay, this is my student, you took him away, how can I explain to the principal and the parents?" The woman said, and looked at the two with contemptuous eyes, "Besides, who knows Are you human traffickers, specially here to abduct and sell students?"

"First of all, we are not human traffickers, we are criminal case investigators with a guarantee of reputation, and secondly, we also have a relationship with the police, if you keep dragging this child, we don't mind inviting you to the police station for a cup of tea. Also," Qin Kongqing glanced at the female teacher's clothes, and took out a wallet from her jacket pocket with her fingers in front of her, "We promise to send the child and the wallet back before school today, and Please keep it secret, otherwise, I don't know where this thing will go."

"You, this is robbery and abduction! I'm going to sue you!"

"This is intentional injury, I can also sue you." Qin Kongqing stuffed the wallet into his trousers pocket, then without even looking at the woman, he hooked his fingers at Lin Lixia, "Go Bar."

Lin Lixia gave the woman a disdainful look, and followed Qin Kongqing away.

Instead of going to the hospital or the police station, they went home.

The little boy looked about ten years old, very thin, with many scars on his bare/exposed skin, some were just beaten out, some were from the past, the ones just beaten out were whipped with a pointer, the old ones seemed to be It was pinched and shot.Lin Lixia took out his medicine box and cleaned the boy's wound with alcohol cotton. The boy seemed to be very strong. When Lin Lixia cleaned his wound, he didn't say a word, didn't even cry, just biting His lower lip was deeply frowned, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Pain must be painful, although he always comforted the patient that it would not hurt or hurt when he treated the patient's wound, but he knew in his heart that it was painful.He has also treated many children, many of whom are about the same age as this little boy, but there are few who suffer pain like him without making a sound or crying.

He said softly to the little boy: "If it really hurts, just... just hum a few times casually, or cry out, yes, crying out will be better."

The little boy didn't react at all, but was still shaking violently.

"You...can you hear me?" Lin Lixia moved closer to the boy and asked in his ear.

The little boy still didn't respond at all.

"Tsk, keep doing it, let me do it." Qin Kongqing found a blank notebook and a marker, and scribbled a sentence on the notebook: 'Cry if it hurts'.

The boy stared at that sentence for a moment, then shook his head.

' Don't hold back, cry out or cry out. '

The boy still shook his head, then gestured a few times to Qin Kongqing in front of him.Qin Kongqing couldn't understand dumb words, so he could only guess what the boy wanted to express based on his emotions and intentions. He saw the boy pointing at himself, then at him and Lin Lixia, and then gestured again.

'You want to say thank you to us? '

The boy stared at that sentence for a while, wondering if he couldn't understand the words, anyway, he froze for several seconds before nodding his head emphatically.

At this moment, the wound was almost cleaned up, Lin Lixia threw the blood-stained alcohol cotton into the trash can, and then said to Qin Kongqing: "I'm going to take medicine, you can tell him about it."

'Brother is going to give you medicine, if you can't bear the pain, just tell us. '

The boy nodded.

I don't know when the bruises from the previous pinch were left, but they have disappeared in sevens and eights, and it seems that they are not obvious.The most obvious ones are the wounds he was injured with the pointer just now. I don't know if the edges of the pointer are not smoothed, but there are still some burrs. When Lin Lixia cleaned the wounds for him just now, a small wooden stick was caught from the flesh. prick.

There were many deep and shallow scars on the boy's back, and the deepest one was the one where Lin Lixia had just pulled out the wooden thorn.He was careful not to let the boy feel any pain, but when he put the ointment on the boy's wound, the boy still trembled violently.

Lin Lixia seldom felt that he was so tired. Giving the boy medicine once felt more tiring than a minor operation. After finally giving the boy medicine, he heaved a sigh of relief and said to Qin Kong Qing said: "Tell him not to touch the wound with water for a week, and remember to apply medicine to the wound every day."

Qin Kongqing wrote down this sentence and showed it to the boy. After reading it, the boy nodded first, then shook his head, and then gestured with his hands for a long time.

If it was just a short sentence, Qin Kongqing might still understand what she wanted to express, but the boy gestured for a long time this time, Qin Kongqing didn't quite understand.So he handed the pen and book in his hand to the boy, and wrote down a sentence: "I don't quite understand, can you write it down?" '

The boy nodded, took the pen, and wrote a sentence in the notebook: 'No one gave me medicine'.

Qin Kongqing took the notebook and wrote: 'Where are your parents? '

'Mom and Dad don't know. '

have no idea?How could you not know?Lin Lixia was a little puzzled. Judging from the child's body, he had been beaten a lot before. Didn't the parents notice those scars?

'Don't your parents know that you are hurt?How could they not know? 'Lin Lixia wrote this sentence.

'Mom and Dad are very busy, I don't know. '

'Then you didn't tell them that the teacher hit you? '

Can't say, the teacher said, Mom and Dad know, she will hit harder next time. '

No wonder, no wonder the child had so many wounds.Lin Lixia thought, probably the teacher saw that the child's parents were busy and didn't have much time to take care of him, and she made sure that the child would not tell the parents about the beating, so she hit it so hard.

'Does she hit you often? 'Lin Lixia continued to ask.

'Hit often. '

'Why hit you? '

'If she didn't do well in the exam, she would hit something. Sometimes she didn't make a mistake, and she would hit it when she was upset. '

Hit when you are unhappy?This is completely using children as punching bags, right?

The boy stared at Lin Lixia and wrote another sentence.

'There are other students who also call, or use other methods to chenfa. '

This matter is not surprising, if there is the first one who is abused, there will be a second one, and the punishment methods are basically very cruel, although Lin Lixia feels that it is not right to dig up the children's scars at this moment. Well, curiosity still drove him to write down a sentence: 'How did she punish other classmates? '

'Building walls, kneeling, basking in the sun, showering, undressing, and many more. '

What kind of vicious person would do such a thing?Even though they were just some children, but they had to be treated in such a vicious way, Lin Lixia took a deep breath, he felt as if a big stone was pressing on his heart at this moment, making him unable to breathe.

Qin Kongqing glanced at him, took the notebook, and wrote: "Is she like this for every student?" '

The boy shook his head, then wrote: 'Poor student union. '

'What is a poor student? '

'The ones with bad grades, those who are disobedient, and those who haven't given gifts. '

'Gifts? '

'Give gifts to teachers and principals, some students will chenfa if they don't. '

Qin Kongqing looked at that sentence and took a deep breath. He understood what the child meant.He frowned, and then wrote: "Besides you, are there any students in other classes who were punished by the teacher?" '

The boy shook his head: "I don't know, but I saw children being flushed and eating ashes. '

The few Qin Kongqing wrote earlier could still understand what they meant, but he didn't understand these two, so he asked: "What are flushing and eating ashes?" '

The author has something to say:

The theme of this article is not Yang Xiaoyi's death, but child abuse_(:3」∠)_

Lantana is a kind of flower, there are many colors, colors, you know, what kind of kindergarten

There are too many things about child abuse now, and I feel that children are really pitiful, especially those who have been bullied and can’t tell their parents or their parents don’t pay attention at all.