The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

The old man coughed a few more times, but he couldn't catch his breath, and his face immediately turned pale.

"Master!"

Zhu Yang's face changed slightly, he hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, put his hand on his chest to breathe, and shouted to the others: "Hurry up, bring water here!"

"Yes!" Several soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran back. It didn't take long before they came back with water and fed the old man to drink it.

After drinking some water, the old man's complexion looked a lot better, and at this time, his breath became smoother, and his face became a little more rosy. He said gratefully: "Comrade armed police, thank you."

Zhu Yang shook his head and said, "Old man, this is what we should do, it's nothing. By the way, old man, do you live here alone?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, alone."

Zhu Yang frowned suddenly: "What about your children?"

The old man smiled wryly: "I'm a widow, so I don't have any children."

Zhu Yang froze for a moment, then said, "What about your other family members?"

The old man shook his head: "Old man, I have always been alone."

Hearing this, Zhu Yang sighed, and then said: "It's windy outside, let me help you in first."

The old man waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's Comrade Armed Police, what do you want from me?"

Zhu Yang smiled and lied: "There have been a lot of thefts here recently, and we are looking for thieves here, old man, have you seen any suspicious targets here recently?" Hearing this, the old man's face brightened After thinking for a while, he said: "That's not true, but these thieves are really abominable, they should be arrested. The son of Lao Lin's family had an accident on the construction site, and he was rescued after a long time in the hospital. A huge debt, but those damned people actually went to his house to steal things, and stole his son's medical expenses for next month. The money was all borrowed, and now Lao Lin's family doesn't know What to do, alas.

There is also Lao Wang's family and Cui Ling's family who are also sick, and finally saved some money to go to the hospital, but they are gone, and..."

Zhu Yang's face darkened. He didn't expect that there would be so many theft cases here. He just mentioned it casually just now, and said in a deep voice, "Then the branch here doesn't care?"

The old man shook his head and said: "They say they can't catch it, so they don't care about it anymore." Zhu Yang didn't say anything, but there was a flash of anger in his eyes, and the eyes of several other soldiers also flashed anger. This kind of frequent theft cases are basically habitual thieves. They must have passed through the detention center. Where can they find them?

less than human.

But it's not easy for them to say much about this matter, after all, it's not within their scope of duties, and they are powerless.

Zhu Yang sighed, helped the old man to go in, but although he believed the old man's words in his heart, he still observed carefully after entering, and indeed found nothing unusual, those murderers should not be here.

And after walking in, the scene inside the house touched Zhu Yang's heart even more.

The old man's house is still that kind of old mud tile house. Because of the rain, the stones inside have even been exposed in many places. If there is a strong wind, it may be in danger of falling down.

On the roof of the house, there are already several big holes, all of which are just plugged with straw. Although there is no air leakage, one can imagine the scene of rainy days.

There is not even a decent piece of furniture and daily necessities in the house, either missing arms or legs.

The most complete look is actually just a pair of chopsticks!

A soldier walked to the side and looked at an old rice cooker on the ground. There was only a lump of mush inside. He couldn't help but wiped his eyes and whispered, "Is this edible?"

Zhu Yang helped the old man to the side of the bed, and helped him to sit down. It is said to be a bed, but it is actually made of a few wooden boards placed on the ground, some straw, and then covered with an old sheet. Zhu Yang's heart sank when he saw this. He was lonely and the conditions in the family were still so difficult. He really didn't know how this old man survived, so he couldn't help asking: "Old man, don't blame me for talking too much. kind

The policy depends on the situation in your home... Haven't you applied for a low-income household? The village doesn't care about your life? "

The old man waved his hand and said calmly: "There are many families in difficulties in the village, how can we help them, and there are places for low-income households. I'm an old man, and I'm fine."

Zhu Yang sighed, didn't say anything more, but shouted to the other soldiers: "What are you doing in a daze, help the old man tidy up the house!"

"Yes!" The soldiers hurriedly raised their hands.

The old man hurriedly said: "Oh, no need, no need."

Zhu Yang couldn't help but pressed his shoulders to prevent him from getting up, and said, "Old man, don't worry, these guys are quick, and they can get it done right away."

The old man couldn't resist him, so he had to let them sort it out, feeling grateful and ashamed in his heart.

Soon, the soldiers tidied up the house. In fact, there was nothing to tidy up, because there was really nothing here. They could only sweep the floor and carry water for the elderly.

"Master, let's go first."

Zhu Yang didn't stay any longer, and walked out. When he left, he secretly put a few hundred yuan on the old stool outside the house. Then he led the soldiers out and began to investigate other residents.

What made their hearts sink was that the living conditions of the other farmers in this village were also very poor, not much better than the old man just now.

A soldier said softly: "Captain, why is there such a poor place near the provincial capital? Could it be..."

Zhu Yang glared at him, and scolded: "Okay, we don't have to deal with this kind of thing!"

The soldier hastily shut his mouth.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Zhu Yang waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the next place."

And when he was leading the people towards the next villager's house, he suddenly saw a few small two-story western-style buildings not far in front of him, which stood out among the surrounding villages full of bungalows.

Zhu Yang was startled, pointed to the place and said, "What is that place?"

A soldier looked at it: "Huh, it seems to be a kindergarten?" Zhu Yang was stunned for a while, he didn't expect that there would be a kindergarten in such a poor place, and the conditions seemed to be very good. Thinking of this, he said: " Go and have a look."