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The next day, the three packed the shooting equipment into a black backpack, and found the rental house where Zhou Jicai lived with his father according to the address.

The location is relatively remote, on the edge of Liuxia County.It seems that the renovation project has not been planned here, and the building looks old.

The gray walls are peeling off, the decoration is outdated, beside the cramped aisle, there is an open drainage ditch along the road.There was a rotten smell in the air.There are all kinds of clothes hanging in the aisles of the buildings on both sides, and there is nothing shy about inside and out.

Song Xinci casually glanced up, and saw a pair of middle-aged large red underwear, and there was something on it that should not be washed off. She was so shocked that she immediately looked back, staring straight ahead, not daring to look around.

Xia Yao was on the side, smiling very secretly.

Song Xinci pretends he didn't see it, and I'll deal with you when I go back.

The stairs lead directly to the second floor, exposing the outside of the building. Lao Yang ran up in two or three steps and knocked on the door: "Hello, is anyone there?"

Xia Yao and Song Xinci were waiting below.The smell is the same as the environment, if you stay for a long time, you will gradually lose the feeling. Song Xinci has almost never set foot in this kind of place in her life. The smell that can't go away can be said to be extremely strong for her.

However, our classmate Song obviously cannot accept our hypocritical side. Although it is very objective, it is still calm on the surface.

Xia Yao thought it was funny, shook her head dotingly, stood silently behind Song Xinci, and took out a disposable mask from her pocket.

Song Xinci was in front, feeling a hand passing over her left shoulder and the other on her right shoulder. When a sky-blue object covered her mouth, those soft hands moved to her respectively. at the two ears.

Lao Yang was still knocking on the door.

"Sensible." Song Xinci boasted, rationalized, and asked, "Why don't you wear it?"

Xia Yao was about to speak, when the door of the room next to Lao Yang was pushed open, a middle-aged woman with a curling iron on her head poked her head out, and said loudly, "Are you looking for the old man?"

Lao Yang had a round face and smiled very friendly: "I'm sorry to disturb you, do you know where he is now?"

The other party saw that he was so polite and didn't seem to be asking for debts, so his face improved a little: "It's hard to say, the garbage collection is not fixed in one place, isn't it?"

Lao Yang sighed: "It's a crime."

"Isn't that right?" It's boring to be alone at home with curly hair. The middle-aged woman pushed open the door and came out, with her hands on the railing, feeling equally emotional, "78 people, it's really pitiful, and they have worked hard for their son for most of their lives. , Brother Cai is also pitiful, lending usury is really not something people do."

Seeing that the other party knew a lot, Lao Yang felt that it was time to talk again. He smelled the strong smell of tobacco on the other party's body. He was obviously an old smoker. He took out a box of Tianzi from his pocket and handed it over skillfully: "These tumors It should not exist. Hello, we are reporters from Yangchuan Daily, and we are here this time to investigate this matter.”

After speaking, he was afraid that the other party would not believe him, so he took out a press card from the inner pocket of his coat and raised it.

The middle-aged woman first looked at Lao Yang, and then looked downstairs. She was very excited at first, but then hesitated.

"Don't worry, we are paper media. Besides, if we have to reveal the evidence, we will also make a mosaic. It is our duty to protect the privacy of the whistleblower."

Xia Yao carried a portable tripod, Lao Yang carried photographic equipment, and Song Xinci carried recording equipment.The interview location was a middle-aged woman's home.

Open the background cloth, prepare the fill light, the interview starts, Lao Yang asks questions, and Xia Yao shoots.

From the standpoint of a neighbor, the middle-aged woman told a series of things she knew about Zhou Jicai and Zhou's family.

Zhou's family is a new neighbor who moved in half a year ago, who would be okay to talk about their own difficulties.The middle-aged woman had only met those people who came to ask for debts a few times. More specifically, she knew about it bit by bit after Zhou Jicai was lying in the aisle two months ago with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The rent in this area can be said to be the cheapest place in Liuxia County. The environment is poor, the law and order are chaotic, and all kinds of fish and dragons are mixed up. Those with a slightly better economy will not live here.These are the exact words of the middle-aged woman. Presumably she is very open to her situation. If she wants to talk about why she stays here, she didn't mention it in the interview.

Everyone is in a daze, and every day is a day, but Zhou Jicai is different. He can be said to be the most particular person in this area. Even if he wears a cheap suit, he is always clean and tidy. The men's toilet at the back of the building also doubles as a bathroom. Seeing him carrying water to take a shower and shave, the middle-aged woman said that he likes to be clean the most here.

But after lying in the aisle that time, Zhou Jicai fell down somehow, getting drunk every day, and the middle-aged woman also listened to those drunken words every day and learned something about it.

Zhou Jicai said that he is a person who wants to achieve a career. In recent years, there have been many orders outsourced to small factories and workshops in Liuxia County in Xingao District. Therefore, the mold business has become more and more popular, at least in the past few years. In a saturated state, he resigned from the management department of a factory and took the lead in setting up a mold factory by himself.

Because there was not enough money to buy equipment, I wanted to sell a house, but because my son was going to get married, the family strongly opposed his decision, except for his father.

With his qualifications, he couldn't get much money from the bank, so he had to find a private loan. The company had just started, and the customers were holding down the payment, and the funds in the account were almost spent, so we had to negotiate an extension, and the loan company was easy to negotiate, and agreed. over him.

This was the beginning of his slide into the abyss, because according to the calculation of Fuchunrong Financial Company, the interest rate of the extension was astonishingly high.

During the period, there was an opportunity to settle the accounts, which was to sell the two houses. He felt that with the company, he could earn back slowly in the future, but his wife disagreed desperately, and he could not let him waste most of his life savings.

Afterwards, the bills became higher and higher, and debt collectors came to the door every day, and the company could not operate normally. The profits of several years were all repaid to the loan, which was far from enough. The supplier moved away the machine, and the mold factory declared bankruptcy.A year ago, Zhou Jicai divorced his wife and each of them got an apartment.His daughter went to Southeast Asia with his ex-wife and has no contact since then, and he repaid the loan with the money from selling the house.

The daughter-in-law divorced her son because of this incident, and Zhou Jicai's son is currently working in a brick factory.

According to the calculation of Fuchunrong Financial Company, the Zhou family still owes them 92 yuan. Because of Zhou Jicai's death, the manager of the company said that their boss was kind-hearted, and interest will no longer be calculated from now on. 30.

Until nine o'clock in the evening, they did not wait for Zhou Jicai's father. Maybe the old man will spend the night in a garbage dump tonight. He is 78 years old and cannot enjoy his old age peacefully.

Judging from the circumstances of the deceased, he did not leave any inheritance. If there is no inheritance, the father has no legal obligation to repay the money.

But loan sharks certainly don't think so.

It was already dark, and there was a icy chill in the air, as if he didn't want people to stay outside for a long time.

This is only autumn, Xia Yao thought.

At the door of the Zhou family’s rental house, there was a pair of Jiefang shoes whose heels had fallen off. The tattered uppers were like the miserable life of an old man.

Song Xinci pressed Xia Yao's shoulders with both hands from behind: "After the report comes out, I will help grandpa contact the nursing home."

Xia Yao sighed silently, she was only lamenting and mourning, examining the meaning of life, these invisible and intangible things, instead of moving forward in adversity like Song Xinci.

Xia Yao took out a toffee from her jacket pocket, handed it back, and smiled softly: "Hey, a reward for doing good deeds."

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