She made fire by setting up a stall

Chapter 146 School Tragedy
Less than two miles away from the intersection is a fairly lively street.

The reason why people come and go here is that there are many shops, because there is a technical school not far from here.

However, most of the students attending this technical school are children of migrant workers.

These schools have mediocre teachers and lax management. Whether it is parents or teachers, they are lax in disciplining their children. What a child looks like depends on the people around him and what he sees and hears online.

Therefore, crooked children abound.

Today is not the weekend, it is less than nine o'clock, and the street is a little cold.

Shi Luo walked unhurriedly on the street, looked at the customers in twos and threes in the shops on both sides, with a calm expression, crossed the street, and stopped at an alley.

There were two trash cans three meters away from Shiluo, and two aunts in uniforms of sanitation workers were standing beside the trash cans.

The two pointed to the school not far away and whispered.

"Have you heard? A female student jumped off the third floor of this school the day before yesterday." The fatter aunt looked at the school not far away with regret, "The child was head down and died on the spot."

The thinner aunt replied: "I was off work yesterday, and I heard people talk about it when I came here this morning. What's going on?"

This school is a bit chaotic, but no one has ever been killed before.

"I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, I heard that the girl was called to the office by the teacher the night before yesterday. Afterwards—" the fatter aunt sighed, "Hey, I really love this child."

"It can't be." The thinner aunt asked suspiciously: "If she doesn't go home all night, her parents won't ask?"

Underage children, with poor grades, no power, power or money in their families, no one dares to hire them even if they work, so they can only be sent to such technical schools, and they can only work for their parents.

Most of the children in this technical school rent and live nearby with their parents.

Because there is no need for late self-study at night, most of the children will go home after class in the afternoon.

"Hey." The fatter aunt sighed, "Speaking of this, the female student is also pitiful. Her parents divorced when she was two or three years old. Neither of them wanted her, so she was raised by her grandfather." No, last year her father passed away. She is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, how can she be alone in her hometown? She can only come to her mother. Her mother has already married and gave birth to two more. A restaurant is busy washing dishes and vegetables all day long, so there is no time to take care of her, this child is only working at her mother's house, and she has to take care of her younger siblings."

Speaking of this, the fatter aunt spat again, "The child just passed away. Yesterday, her parents came and made a fuss outside the school gate. They didn't want to find out the truth about the child's death, so they grabbed the school to demand compensation." The two had a fight yesterday, and her father wanted to share it equally, but her mother refused, saying that she had taken care of the child for an extra year and should give her more, and her father said that the child was raised by her grandfather. The share should be held by him, the father."

"Yesterday, the disturbance was ugly. Even the police came, and the two of them were taken away in the end."

"I guess there are still troubles these days."

The thinner aunt sighed, and approached the fatter aunt, and asked in a low voice, "Did that female student get raped by that teacher?"

"Who knows that?"

"Anyway, the police also came to question, and many students and teachers have proved that she jumped off by herself, which is suicide." The fatter aunt couldn't help feeling sorry for this young girl.

"It's so pitiful." The fatter aunt didn't know where so many gossips came from, and she said: "This female student is a good child. She was raised by her grandfather since she was a child, and she was filial to her grandfather. Her grandfather She has been taking care of her illness for several years. Her grandfather is a low-income household, and the money is not enough to eat. How can he have money to see a doctor? This female student picks up bottles after school, and goes out to set up a stall at night. live a few more years."

"I heard from my daughter early in the morning that the school is chaotic and the teachers don't care about it. The former principal was corrupt and ran away with the money. Later, the principal didn't see to rectify the school properly."

The two chatted from the female student who jumped off the building to the inaction of the school leaders, and finally talked about the pork at the next butcher stall was one yuan more expensive than the other.

After a while, the two separated, each sweeping their own path.

Shi Luo didn't pay attention, but the conversation between the two of them was heard in her ears word for word. She took out a folding stool, the floor was all concrete, and there was no place to insert a sign, so she stood the sign at her feet .

Then she took out the medical book that Dr. Bu gave her.

No matter what book, as long as she reads it in, Shi Luo will forget everything around her. It wasn't until the small wooden sign at her feet was kicked away that she blinked her dry eyes and looked up.

Three boys stood in front of them.

The three of them hooked their shoulders together, hanging around, probably trying to imitate the young and Dangerous boy in the TV series, but they didn't succeed in learning it, which seemed a bit funny, especially when the three boys saw this face, the mouth in their mouths Smoke falls silently without knowing it.

Shi Luo glanced over the heads of the three boys.

Three people with three hair colors, one with red hair, one with yellow hair, and one with normal black hair.

"Do you want to tell a fortune?" Shi Luo seemed to be particularly good-tempered today, she picked up the small wooden sign that had been kicked away, and put it at her feet again.

The word "fortune-telling" above is out of tune with the times.

The yellow-haired boy shaved his hair, intending to make a ferocious expression, but when his gaze fell on this beautiful face, he couldn't show any ferocity.

"How much do you want to calculate?" Finally, the yellow-haired boy asked awkwardly.

"Three hundred." Shi Luo said.

It was the red-haired boy who called out, "How much? Say it again."

Shi Luo said it again, "Three hundred, not a penny less."

"Heh—" Hongmao sneered, "I think you are just relying on your good looks to cheat boys out of money here."

Hongmao said to the other two, "Forget it, let's go."

Huang Mao stood still and blushed slightly, "If you run out of money, I'll lend you some first, but I only have 300 yuan for my whole body, so I can't give you all of it."

Shi Luo turned her gaze back to the medical book, and she still said, "Three hundred counts."

The red hair is getting impatient, so what if he looks good?

That's a greedy woman too!
At a young and vigorous age, love desires life and evil desires death, "A woman like you who is open to money, if you don't learn well, you can only be treated as a mistress. When you become a mistress, people will give you money and return it to you." You buy a house."

After thinking about it, he was so angry that he raised his foot again and kicked away the small wooden sign next to Shiluo's foot.

Shi Luo frowned.

The child is innocent and cute, but the crooked child makes people uncomfortable.

"Liu Qiang, don't say that." Huang Mao retorted to his companion, he took out a handful of money from his pocket, took out a piece of 50 yuan with the largest denomination, and put it on the page that Shi Luo opened, his ears were red, "This 50 yuan is enough for you to eat for a day, you take it first, go buy something to eat."

(End of this chapter)