Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 682 The Garden of Red Leaves

After class, the little girl who had been watching Zhou Yu earlier ran out of the classroom immediately.

"……ah!"

Zhang Mumu screamed softly.Compared to the surprise she showed in words and deeds, Zhou Yu concealed her emotions in time.The little girl was wearing a pink knitted sweater. She looked about eight or nine years old, like a primary school student.After rushing out of the classroom, she ran straight to Zhou Yu, hugged him tightly with both hands, and buried her face in his lapel.That kind of strong attachment is like seeing parents who are hours late after school.

Faced with such a situation, Zhou Yu was a little at a loss.He has no particular opinion about children, neither likes nor dislikes.After mechanically patting the little girl's head twice, he pulled her out of his arms with what he thought was gentle strength, and asked her, "Do you recognize me?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately realized his negligence.Sure enough, the little girl tilted her head and looked at him without answering a word.Of course, as a deaf-mute, she could neither hear Zhou Yu's question nor respond to it.

Just when Zhou Yu decided so, the little girl said bluntly: "Zhou, Zhou..."

Her eyes were fixed on Zhou Yu, apparently calling for a response from her former acquaintances.Although Zhou Yu understood this, he didn't know how to react.He knew neither sign language nor anything about the little girl.

"...Who are you two?"

When he was in a dilemma, a middle-aged woman came from the end of the corridor.She has a fat body, and her round face is not beautiful, but it is very easy to give people a friendly impression.The woman who was immersed in reading the lesson plans passed by the three of them, but suddenly stopped after looking up.She looked at the little girl's appearance, and said with a smile as if she understood, "Is this the elder sister that Xiao Yao knows?"

A scene that surprised Zhou Yu appeared.The little girl who was supposed to be deaf stared at the woman's lips, nodded silently, and then reached out to grab the hem of Zhou Yu's coat.

The woman pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, you are acting like a baby again. Don't keep pestering the elder sister outside, or the elder sister will bother you."

The little girl was silent, still holding Zhou Yu's clothes by hand.The woman who saw this scene showed a complicated expression, it was a kind of smile intertwined with helplessness and pity.She looked up at Zhou Yu and the two, nodded as if apologetic and said, "Who are you two little girls looking for?"

It sounded like the woman knew they were not here to visit the little girl.Although the facts were true, the other party's conviction made Zhou Yu feel uncomfortable.He quickly adjusted his mood and replied: "I want to ask the academic affairs teacher here about something."

"What are you asking?" The woman still asked in a friendly tone.

"I want to ask about the origin of something." Zhou Yu took out a pendant from his pocket, and displayed it in his palm, "Does this have anything to do with your school?"

The woman looked down at the pendant.To Zhou Yu's disappointment, she didn't show any special expression on her face, she just said with a little doubt: "I'm not sure about that."

"Then around October this year, has your school held any activities such as charity sales?"

The woman smiled apologetically and said, "I don't know too well, I'd better ask Director Zhang."

She led the two of them to the wing of the teaching building, walked through the corridor and came to an empty square hall.There are a dozen or so chairs scattered around the edge of the square hall, and there are various children's paintings on the walls, most of which are flowers and animals, and there are also some simple landscape paintings.

The only place where there is no picture is the velvet blackboard hanging at the back of the square hall.There are dense maple leaf specimens displayed on the board, all of which are clamped with two square plastic films, an extremely simple handicraft.There is a label paper on the edge of each maple leaf specimen with different names written on it.

Although the workmanship of these maple leaf specimens is simple, the color is still bright and bright red.Zhou Yu, who noticed this, looked out the window, and as expected, there was a long and narrow forest around the playground, which looked very much like a maple tree.But it's winter now, the woods are bare, and the atmosphere is very cold and monotonous.

When he was watching the scenery outside by the window, the person called "Director Zhang" rushed over.This is a skinny man in his fifties, with star-white hair and slightly crooked black-rimmed glasses. His skin is wrinkled and reddened by the sun——this is what he looks like in the year-round climate of Migenzhu City is very rare.

His expression showed a sense of fatigue caused by long-term sleepiness. After a few simple greetings with Zhou Yu, he took a look at the pendant and said with a certain southern dialect accent: "Damn, like us ha students do Le."

"May I know when it was made?"

Teacher Zhang shook his head again and again and told them that this was one of the homework for the manual class.Making small ornaments with clay, there will be two or three such activities almost every other month.The students in the elementary school are young and often can't make complicated things, so simple patterns such as hearts, stars, and bows are the most.Due to the school's name and landscape features, maple leaves have also become the most common theme.The ones with better workmanship will be presented as souvenirs to volunteers and donors, or participate in charity sales.

However, due to a procurement error, the school bought a batch of clay with questionable quality. After a few days, it all turned a rust-like reddish brown, and some places even turned black.It is very strange to do other things, only maple leaves and hearts are suitable.After the finished product is dry and hard, it is very easy to have cracks like dead leaves, which is very poor quality, so it is not suitable for charity sales or gifts.

Judging from the texture and color, the hanging ornament owned by Zhou Yu was made of the clay in question.And because of the black spots on it, it is generally impossible to be selected as a gift or commodity, and it can only be given out by the student who is the creator.

Zhou Yu immediately asked, "Can you be sure which student it is?"

Director Zhang showed a troubled look.Naturally, it is possible to get all the students to come out and identify it, but mobilizing the whole school to identify a small pendant would be too troublesome.In the end, he just said that the teachers of each class can ask the students if they have given away their manual homework.

Seeing the distress on his expression, Zhou Yu also understood that this matter was mostly hopeless, so after thanking him, he asked, "Did you hold a charity sale or give away handmade products in batches in September and October?"

Director Zhang frowned and recalled, and then said that he was away on a business trip in September, so he didn't know much about the situation in the school.In the second half of the year, the school did not hold a charity sale, nor did it jointly raise funds with other units.As for giving volunteers and donors pendants, there is a certain amount every month, which cannot be traced back at all.

At this point in the conversation, Zhou Yu also felt that it was useless to talk too much.He asked the final question: "In September and October, will there be anyone who looks like me coming to the school?"

Director Zhang couldn't answer this point.Although volunteers are required to leave personal information, they are not required to provide photos, let alone disclose them to Zhou Yu casually.In the end, he only suggested Zhou Yu to ask the guard.After more than two months, the guard may have left an impression on the people who frequently entered and exited at that time.

Zhou Yu didn't think it would be useful to ask the guard.When he first entered the school gate, the guard called out "Xiao Zhou" accurately.If there was a second lookalike, the doorman shouldn't be so sure.In particular, Zhou Yu wore trousers and a windbreaker today, which was very different from Zhou Yu's style, but was closer to the female rider described by Zhang Mumu.

After saying goodbye to Director Zhang, Zhou Yu asked the guard before leaving the school, and the answer was as expected.The doorman even smiled and said that she had become more lively and cheerful-probably because of this outfit.

So far, there is no need to stay in this school.The two bid farewell to the guard and walked to the business district across the road.Zhou Yu glanced at the time, it was exactly 12:30.Seeing her turn on her mobile phone to check the time, Zhang Mumu came over with a natural attitude and asked, "Student Zhou, do you want to have lunch together?"

"no need."

Zhou Yu put the phone back in his pocket, walked three steps away, and then smiled at Zhang Mumu and said, "Student Zhang, let's say goodbye here."

Zhang Mumu looked at him in a daze.

"I don't think I was the one who saved you that night." Zhou Yu said bluntly, "First, I don't have the right means of transportation and clothing. Second, there are black spots on my pendants caused by quality problems.

"The pendant you saw that night was pure red, right? So it wasn't me, but a donor who was slightly similar to me. So there's no need for me to delve into this matter."

After saying this, he nodded instead of saying goodbye, turned and walked towards the subway station.

Zhang Mumu hurried to catch up with him, and said a little at a loss, "It doesn't matter even if it's not! Classmate Zhou, you...huh?"

She suddenly grabbed Zhou Yu's hand and pulled it hard.Zhou Yu was almost dragged to the ground by her, and was about to turn around to question, but Zhang Mumu excitedly waved to the opposite side: "Here! Here!"

Across the road stood a deaf-mute little girl in a pink coat.She somehow slipped out of the campus, stood opposite and stared blankly.Every time Zhou Yu moved forward, she followed suit, but she was too late to cross the road.

"She has been following us!"

Zhang Mumu spoke in both surprise and joy, and began to pull Zhou Yu to walk across the road.After being disturbed by this little girl, she had completely forgotten Zhou Yu's farewell just now.Although Zhou Yu felt helpless, he couldn't turn a blind eye to the little girl, so he could only walk there with Zhang Mumu.However, as soon as she saw them approaching, the little girl ran away immediately and stopped about ten meters away to continue watching.

"Come here, come here." Zhang Mumu coaxed and waved as if he was kidnapping a small animal.Seeing this, the little girl ran even further.

"Send her back to school." Zhou Yu said.

Having said that, the girl only watched from a distance, once Zhou Yu tried to approach, she immediately turned around and ran away.Zhou Yu had no choice but to run after her quickly, watching the girl pass by the school gate and run to the other side of the road.

Seeing that she was about to disappear around the corner, a messy yellow hair suddenly appeared at the intersection.

The little girl who was running was turning her head to look at Zhou Yu, unaware that there was someone blocking the way ahead.Before Zhang Mumu could yell out, she was knocked down by Huang Mao.

"You don't have eyes!"

The yellow-haired young man seemed to be concentrating on playing with his mobile phone until he collided with the little girl and dropped the mobile phone to the ground before he uttered a sharp scolding.He leaned over to pick up the phone and found the crack on the screen, his expression twisted immediately.

"Are you looking for death on the street? What about your parents? Let him come and pay for it!"

"—Then how much do you want to pay?"

Hearing all the words of the blond-haired youth, Zhou Yu asked coldly after approaching.The other party's sloppy demeanor and fancy and messy clothes all looked like a typical hooligan, which made him disgusted unconsciously.Just in case, he reached into his pocket and clutched the switchblade inside.

The yellow-haired young man turned his head cursingly: "Ah? Who the hell are you? Fuck you—"

His words stopped abruptly, he opened his mouth wide and stared at Zhou Yu.The staring and startled look resembles a goldfish with bulging eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he screamed in an incomparably shrill tone.

(End of this chapter)