Rebirth of Politics

Early the next morning, Yang Lu rushed to Muyang County, Province A, where the incident happened.

Thanks to the news he read in his previous life, Yang Lu easily found the hardest-hit area of ​​the milk powder incident. He entered the village disguised as a milk powder salesman.

The place where milk powder is sold in the village is a canteen. Yang Lu walked into a shop at the west entrance of the village to inquire about the market for milk powder.

"What? You want 51 packs of this kind of milk powder?" The shopkeeper looked at the milk powder in his hand and said in shock.

Yang Lu nodded and said with a smile, "This is from a well-known international brand. Take a look at the packaging and quality." He said and handed over the milk powder in his hand.

The owner took a look at the powdered milk and said, "It's pretty good, and we're not ignorant, but I can't sell it at your price!"

"Why?" Yang Lu pretended to be puzzled, and said, "The price of good milk powder is now, why can't it be sold at your place?"

"Why?" The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Our village is poor, and those who can work outside to make money are already in good condition. Look at the milk powder on my shelf, this kind, and this kind... It’s only 20 yuan a pack.”

Yang Lu took the milk powder and looked at it, knowing that it was the fake and low-quality milk powder without any nutritional content that was exposed in the news of later generations.

He smiled and said to the shopkeeper: "I can't get my milk powder at this price. Can you sell me a few packs, and I will ask the factory to make it according to this formula when I go back."

"How much do you want?" The shopkeeper looked at him carefully, thinking that he was unreliable as a foreigner, but at the same time he was reluctant to get the profit.

"Is it okay to have two packs of each product?" Yang Lu said with a smile: "The high-end milk powder is hard to sell now, and we also want to study the sales situation in the rural market. If there is a new product, I have to rely on my brother to introduce customers! "

When the shopkeeper heard this, he felt relieved, and said: "Okay, two packs of each item, it's cheaper for you, 19 yuan a pack!"

Yang Lu bought a bag of milk powder, and said to the shopkeeper: "There is one more thing to trouble my brother, I come here from village to household, it's getting late, I don't know if there is any small hotel in this village?"

After hearing this, the shopkeeper wondered: "Our village is so poor, how can there be any hotel? If you don't mind it, you can spend the night at my house." Because Yang Lu bought more than 100 milk powder, the shopkeeper has a good impression of him After thinking about it for a while, he agreed to let him live in his own shop.

"My West House is an empty room with beds and bedding. If you don't mind, you can stay here."

"Thank you so much bro." Yang Lu took out a fifty-fifty note and put it on the counter of the shop, and said with a smile, "This is just a thank you gift."

"It's easy to talk about." Seeing that he was generous, the shopkeeper smiled and put away the banknotes on the counter, and said to Yang Lu, "You should rest for a while, and I will ask you to eat when the time comes."

"Okay, then I'll be busy." Yang Lu followed the shopkeeper into the yard with a smile, put the luggage in the west room, and said to the shopkeeper, "Brother, you are busy, should I go around the street?"

"Okay, come back after a while, don't miss the meal!"

Yang Lu waved his hand with a smile and went out.

Yang Lu walked around the village, and found that the village was not big, and there were only two canteens. Apart from the one where Yang Lu was staying, there was another one in the east of the village.Yang Lu went in and took a look. The milk powder sold in this store was also low-quality milk powder that was not nutritious. Looking at the aunts and uncles who came to buy milk powder, Yang Lu's eyes were stained with a layer of haze.This lid must be lifted quickly, or more children will be victimized.

Yang Lu saw an old lady who bought milk powder and then bought a bag of rice, and she seemed to be struggling to carry it, so she hurried forward to give her a hand.

"Who are you?" The aunt looked at him defensively.

"Oh, I'm a relative of the small shop in the west of the village. I'm free to go around the village. Shall I help you bring the rice back?" Yang Lu showed a kind smile.

The aunt looked at him vigilantly, and found that this man was indeed dressed as if he came from a big city. After thinking about it, there was nothing to attract people's attention. The old man was at home looking after the child, and the baby was still waiting for milk powder. She hesitated for a while. After that, he said, "That's fine."

Yang Lu responded, carried the rice with a smile, and followed the aunt home.

The small courtyard of the farmhouse looked dilapidated. There were three low tile-roofed houses, and the auxiliary room was made of cement. As soon as you entered the small courtyard, you could hear the baby crying.

"Oh, the baby is hungry." The aunt also forgot to greet Yang Lu, and hurried into the room with the milk powder in her arms.

"Why so slow! The baby is hungry." On the kang, an old man urged anxiously.

The aunt quickly cut open the milk powder bag with scissors, poured the milk powder into the bottle with a small spoon, and coaxed the crying baby on the kang while pouring hot water: "Wait, baby, it will be fine soon."

Yang Lu followed into the house, looked at the abnormally fat baby on the kang, and knew that it was a child who had edema all over his body after eating unnutritious milk powder.

"Come on, let the baby drink milk." The aunt held the baby in her arms, stuffed the pacifier into the baby's mouth, and the baby gulped the "milk".

"Hey, why are you still here?" After the baby was quiet, the aunt turned her attention to Yang Lu.

"Who are you?" The uncle also turned his head and said.

Yang Lu looked like an obese baby gurgling and drinking milk, and couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Ma'am, your child..."

"What's wrong with my baby?" The aunt looked at him defensively and asked in surprise.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I don't have any other intentions. Can you let me see the doll?" Yang Lu suppressed his anxiety and said to his aunt.

The aunt glared at him and said, "What do you mean by coming in with me? Now I still want to see my baby!"

Yang Lu took two steps back, and said to the aunt, "Auntie, has your baby had a low-grade fever recently?"

The aunt was stunned and said, "How do you know?"

"Ma'am, if you pinch the baby's arms and legs, are they too hard to press?" Yang Lu looked at the baby's round arms and legs, and the fluid seemed to seep from the skin.

After listening to his words, the aunt pressed the baby's arms and legs dubiously, but it was really hard to press.

"My baby looks strong, how fat and cute you look!" the uncle said with a glare at him.

Yang Lu silently glanced at the little baby, and said, "Master and aunt, don't think that I speak badly, the baby is sick."

"What?!" The uncle almost picked up the crutch by the wall to beat him.

"Why are you like this! How can you curse my baby like that!" The aunt put down the drunk baby and glared at Yang Lu angrily.

Yang Lu looked at them quietly and said word by word, "Ma'am, has the child been eating less and less recently?"

The aunt froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

"Has the child lost his hair recently?"

The uncle was also taken aback, looked at the child and then at him, and remained silent.

"Is it a low-grade fever that doesn't subside? And frequent vomiting?"

After Yang Lu questioned each sentence, the two old people were dumbfounded, because what Yang Lu said was exactly the symptoms of their baby.

"Who the hell are you?" The aunt panicked, grabbed Yang Lu's sleeve and said, "How do you know about my baby's situation! Tell me what to do?"

Yang Lu looked at Auntie and said, "Auntie, you don't believe who I am. You can find a car and take the doll to the hospital tomorrow morning. I'm afraid it's too late..."

Seeing the baby on the kang with big face and small mouth, who was already fat and out of shape, Yang Lu's heart tightened.

"Is it so serious?" The uncle and the aunt looked at each other and looked at Yang Lu suspiciously.

"Yes." Yang Lu took out 500 yuan from his pocket and said, "If you don't believe me, go to the hospital tomorrow and find out."

"This..." The old couple looked at the 500 yuan dubiously, and then at Yang Lu.

"Go and have a look." Yang Lu persuaded: "Whose child is not a treasure? Going to the hospital to see it will also solve your doubts?"

The aunt looked at the baby who had fallen asleep again, and finally made up her mind: "Okay, let's go then!"

After Yang Lu spent the night at the commissary, he left early the next morning.

After secretly watching the aunt's family get into the car, he left the village and followed the aunt's family carefully.

In the county hospital, Yang Lu watched from afar, and when the aunt came out of the outpatient clinic crying with the baby in her arms, Yang Lu's eye circles also turned red.

The aunt's crying alarmed many people. When everyone gathered around to inquire about the situation, the aunt cried intermittently and explained the harm of milk powder.

This matter soon spread to the infant ward, and it turned out that there were already two children with the same disease living there. Yang Lu saw this, and specially found some people to spread the bad milk powder to harm people. The news spread, and soon the news spread to remote mountain villages in Muyang County. Some families who were still happy with their fat dolls saw that the milk powder for their children was the legendary low-quality milk powder, and went there with their children in their arms. Seeking medical treatment, the outpatient clinic of Muyang County Hospital was crowded with families all carrying fat babies.

Because more and more parents came to see the doctor, Yang Lu expanded the news in a timely manner, not only to the county TV station, but also to the provincial TV station, the provincial newspaper and even the central media.

At the same time, Zhou Nan also took action, starting from the sales terminal and searching upwards, all the way to the source of the production of low-quality milk powder.Whether it is a regular manufacturer or a workshop of fake and shoddy products, Zhou Nan has found out clearly, and these situations were also fed back to Ye Zhanyun's desk immediately.

"Xiao Lu, you've done a good job." Ye Zhanyun watched the news on TV about the harm caused by low-quality baby milk powder, and called Yang Lu.

Yang Lu was silent for a long time, and said: "You should act quickly, look at these children, I, I..." Yang Lu's tone was choked up. Apart from showing up in the small village these days, in order not to To reveal his identity as Ye Pai, Yang Lu has been hiding himself in the dark.But looking at these children who couldn't even cry, Yang Lu felt his heart hurt like a knife.

If it was discovered earlier, if measures were taken earlier, if...

Yang Lu felt a deep sense of dislike for himself. He was reborn, so he should be aware of these problems, but he was immersed in his happy little life for too long, and forgot about these life-threatening matters.

"Xiao Lu, what's wrong with you?" Ye Zhanyun was sensitively aware that Yang Lu's mood was not right.

"I..." Yang Lu paused, shook his head, and said, "I'm fine."

"Xiao Lu, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon, just wait for me!" Ye Zhanyun said anxiously.

Yang Lu wanted to say that I wasn't afraid, I just blamed myself too much, but facing the cold phone receiver, he found that he couldn't say anything.