The old man coughed a few more times, but he couldn't take a breath and his face immediately turned pale.
"Old man!"
Zhu Yang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, put his hand on his chest to calm his breathing, and shouted to the others: "Hurry up, get some water!"
"Yes!" Several soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran back. Not long after, they came back with water and fed the old man to drink it.
After drinking some water, the old man's face looked much better. At this time, his breath became smoother and his face became a little 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 suddenly raised his eyebrows: "What about your children?"
The old man smiled bitterly: "I am alone, how can I have any children?"
Zhu Yang was stunned 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: "Nothing, but comrades from the armed police, what do you want from me?"
Zhu Yang smiled and lied: "There have been a lot of thefts here recently. We are looking for thieves here. Master, have you seen any suspicious targets here recently?" When the old man heard this, his face became energetic.
He nodded, thought for a while and said: "That's not true, but these thieves are really abominable and should be caught.
, Lao Lin's son had an accident on a construction site, and it took him a long time to be rescued in the hospital. The family was in debt, but those damn people actually went to his house to steal things and lay waste to his son.
The monthly treatment fee was stolen, and the money was all borrowed. Now Lao Lin and his family don’t know what to do, ugh.
There are also Lao Wang’s family and Cuiling’s family, who are also sick. They finally saved some money to go to the hospital, but it was 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 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 them, so they stopped caring about them." Zhu Yang didn't say anything else, but there was an angry look in his eyes, and anger also flashed in the eyes of several other soldiers. Generally speaking, things like this
There are many theft cases. Basically, they are habitual thieves. They must have passed through the detention center. Where can I find them?
Less than human.
But they couldn't say much about this matter. After all, it was not within their scope of duties and they were powerless.
Zhu Yang sighed and helped the old man go in. However, although he believed the old man's statement in his heart, he still looked carefully after entering and found nothing strange. The 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 an old mud-tile house. In many places, the stones inside have been exposed due to rain erosion. If there is a strong wind, there may be a danger of falling down.
There are already several big holes on the roof of the house, all of which are just blocked with straw. Although there is no air leakage, the scene on rainy days can be imagined.
There wasn't even a single decent piece of furniture or daily necessities in the house. It was either missing arms or legs.
The most complete thing is actually just a pair of chopsticks!
A soldier walked to the side and looked at an old rice pot on the ground. There was only a ball of paste in it. He couldn't help but wiped his eyes and whispered: "Is this food edible?"
Zhu Yang helped the old man to the edge of the bed and helped him sit down. It was said to be a bed, but in fact it was made of a few wooden boards placed on the ground, some straw padded there, and then covered with a worn sheet.
Zhu Yang's heart sank when he saw this. He was alone and the conditions at home were so difficult. He really didn't know how this old man could survive. He couldn't help but ask: "Old man, don't blame me for talking too much. The higher-ups have already formulated it."
Various
The policy depends on the situation in your family...haven't you applied for a subsistence allowance? The village doesn't care about your life?"
The old man waved his hand and said calmly: "There are many families in need in the village, how can we help them, and there are also quotas for low-income households. As an old man, I have nothing to do."
Zhu Yang sighed and said nothing more. Instead, he shouted to the other soldiers: "What are you doing standing around here? Help the old man tidy up the house!"
"Yes!" The soldiers hurriedly moved their hands.
The old man said hurriedly: "Oh, no, no, no, no, I can't."
Zhu Yang couldn't help but hold his shoulders, preventing him from getting up, and said: "Old man, don't worry, these guys are very quick and can get it done in no time."
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 house was tidied up by the soldiers. 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.
"Old man, let's leave first."
Zhu Yang didn't stay any longer and walked out. When he left, he secretly placed several hundred dollars on an old stool outside the house. Then he led the soldiers out and began to investigate other residents.
What made their hearts sinking was that the living conditions of 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 worry about this kind of thing!"
The soldier quickly closed his mouth.
When Zhu Yang saw that he was silent, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the next place."
And just as he was walking towards the next villager's house, he suddenly saw a few small two-story Western-style buildings not far ahead, which stood out among the villages surrounded by bungalows.
Zhu Yang was startled, pointed at that place and said, "What is that place?"
A soldier looked at it: "Hey, it looks like a kindergarten?" Zhu Yang was stunned for a while. He didn't expect that this place was so poor that there would be a kindergarten, and the conditions seemed to be very good. Thinking of this, he said: "