The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

The old man coughed a few more times, but he didn't come up in one breath, and his face immediately turned pale.

"Master!"

Zhu Yang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, stretched out his hand on his chest, and shouted at the others: "Hurry up, get water!"

"Yes!" The soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran back. It didn't take long before they came back with water, and drank the old man.

After drinking some water, the old man's complexion looked a lot better, and at this time his anger was cleared, his face became a little more rosy, and he said thankfully, "Comrade Armed Police, thank you."

Zhu Yang shook his head and said, "Master, this is what we should do, 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 gave a wry smile: "I am alone and widowed. Where can I have children?"

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

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

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

The old man waved his hand: "It's nothing, but comrades of the armed police, what do you want to do with me?"

Zhu Yang smiled and lied: "There have been many thefts here recently. We are looking for thieves here. Father, have you seen any suspicious targets here recently?" Hearing this, the old man's face was refreshed. Point, thought for a while and said: "That's not true, but these thieves are really too hateful. They should be caught. The Lao Lin’s son had an accident on the construction site. He was rescued in the hospital for a long time before he was rescued. The family owed him. He got a debt, but those **** guys actually went to his house to steal things and stole all his son’s treatment fees for the next month. The money was borrowed, and now Lao Lin’s family don’t know. What to do, alas.

There are also Lao Wang’s and Cui Ling’s houses, all of whom are sick, and finally save some money to go to the hospital, but the result is gone, and..."

Zhu Yang's face sank. He didn't expect that there would be so many thefts 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 said they couldn't catch anything, so they didn't care anymore." Zhu Yang didn't say anything, but a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and anger flashed in the eyes of the other soldiers, generally like this. There are many cases of theft. Basically, they are habitual theft. They must pass through the detention center. Where will they be found?

Less than human.

But they don't have much to say about this matter. After all, it is not their scope of duty, and it is also powerless.

Zhu Yang sighed and helped the old man walk in. However, although he believed the old man's statement in his heart, he still observed carefully after entering, and indeed found nothing unusual. The criminals 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 actually the kind of old mud-tile house. Many places have even exposed the stones due to the rain. If there is a strong wind, then it is very likely to fall down.

On the roof of the house, there are already several large holes, all of which are just blocked with straw. Although there is no wind leakage, the rainy weather can be imagined.

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

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

A soldier walked to the side and looked at a dilapidated rice pot on the ground. There was only a squishy mess of nothing in it. He wiped his eyes and whispered, "Is this food edible?"

Zhu Yang helped the old man walk to the edge of the bed and sat down with him. Said it is a bed, it is actually made by laying a few wooden boards on the ground, padding it with some straw, and then covering it with a worn-out bed sheet. Zhu Yang saw that he was lonely, and the conditions in the family were still so difficult. I really don’t know how this old man lives on. He couldn’t help but ask: “Master, don’t blame me for talking too much. Species

The policy depends on the situation in your family... Didn’t you apply for a subsistence allowance? Don't care about your life in the village? "

The old man waved his hand and said calmly: "There are many families in difficulties in the village. How can they be helped? There are also places for subsistence allowances. I'm an old man who is fine."

Zhu Yang sighed, did not say anything, but shouted at the other soldiers: "What are you doing in a daze, help the old man tidy up the house!"

"Yes!" The soldiers hurriedly moved their hands.

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

Zhu Yang couldn't help but press his shoulders, not letting him get up, and said: "Master, don't worry, these guys are very fast, and they will be able to get it done right away."

The old man couldn't hold him back, so they had to let them sort out, grateful and ashamed in his heart.

Soon, the house was cleaned up by the soldiers. In fact, there was nothing to tidy up, because there was really nothing here, only sweeping the floor and lifting water for the elderly.

"Father, then we will leave first."

Zhu Yang didn't stay any more, raised his foot and walked out. When he left, he secretly put a few hundred yuan on the old stool outside the house, and then he took the soldiers out and started investigating other residents.

What made their hearts sinking was that the living conditions of other farmers in this village were also very poor, and they were 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 need to care about this kind of thing!"

The soldier closed his mouth hastily.

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

And just as he led people towards the next villager's house, he suddenly saw a few two-story small western-style buildings not far in front, which appeared to be very prominent among the villages surrounded by bungalows.

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

A soldier looked at it, "Huh, it looks like a kindergarten?" Zhu Yang was stunned for a while. He didn't expect that this place is so poor that there will be a kindergarten, and it seems that the conditions are pretty good. Go over and take a look."