"I know that in Dongliang Village, the only prime-age men you see are left. Most of them have gone out to work. Look, there are more children than adults. This is a left-behind village. The children are suffering. Parents
It’s not easy either, hey…”
"It's difficult for people in the village to go out to work. They are uneducated and have to do high-skilled labor with low wages. If they live frugally, they won't have much money left."
"Hey, give me some love and reward."
…
Fang Zheng saw all these conversations, because Jing Yan immediately took out her mobile phone and searched for the live broadcast room. Sure enough, these people were very popular and were directly listed on the page of the live broadcast website! She saw it at a glance.
Seeing these people's comments, Fang Zheng sighed. He thought he was miserable enough, but compared with these children, he was actually quite happy. Although he has no parents, Zen Master Yizhi and the people in the village have always been
"Donor, it's good that they did this," Fang Zheng said.
Jing Yan said: "Keep reading."
Fang Zheng nodded and said nothing.
At this moment, the camera was about to sweep over, and the other man immediately stopped, then frowned and winked at the other man.
Another man immediately came over, took out a cigarette and handed it to Fang Zheng and Jing Yan.
Fangzheng clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donor, I'm a poor monk who doesn't smoke, thank you."
Jing Yan shook her head.
The man took back his cigarette and said, "Brother, we need to use some time. Can you do me a favor and get out of the way?"
Jing Yan frowned and said, "You are doing your charity, what do you care about our business?"
"You're such a boring woman. I've made a deal with you, so why don't you just give in? We do charity, and you do charity too. Aren't your things finished? Just leave as soon as you're done, and stay here.
What? Are you having lunch?" the man said with a fierce look on his face.
Jing Yan was not afraid at all. The eldest lady got angry and said angrily: "I'm just having lunch here, what do you want to do?"
The man wanted to say something else, but Fang Zheng grabbed Jing Yan and said with a smile: "Amitabha, this donor, in this case, we won't disturb you. Let's leave now..."
"Master, what are you doing? Are you still afraid of them? If you piss me off, I'll make me old... I'll make them look good!" Jing Yan suddenly became angry when she saw Fang Zheng being so cowardly. Where is the courage to catch the wolf with bare hands?
Why do you wilt in the face of evil people?
Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "Female donor, what are you so anxious about? Look..."
Jing Yan looked up and saw the fierce man standing there, saying with a smile on his face: "The woman is very beautiful, but unfortunately, her temper is too bad. That flower monk is quite sensible and ran away without me doing anything. So.
Even if you are a coward, you can still pick up girls... Monk is indeed a popular profession."
After saying that, the man turned around and left as if he couldn't see Fang Zheng and Jing Yan.
The same goes for the remaining yellow hairs.
Jing Yan looked at Fang Zheng as if she was seeing a ghost and said, "Master, what is... going on?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Amitabha, it's just some small tricks. Okay, let's watch quietly. The poor monk is also very curious. These people are so violent. They don't look like people who have put down the butcher's knife. How can they do good things?
I still do good deeds in a big way... I heard them say that this is not the first time, but I can't see any kindness in me."
Fang Zheng said it was a small trick, but Jing Yan looked like she had seen a ghost. However, after thinking about yesterday's video, she felt relieved and sighed in her heart: "It seems that crossing the river with a reed is real."
Jing Yan said: "This is the purpose of my coming. This group of people has come to Dongliang County more than once and done some things that are outrageous to both humans and gods. However, because there is no evidence, no one knows whether the rumors are true or false."
"So the donor came here to investigate this matter?" Fang Zheng asked.
Jing Yan nodded, then took out her mobile phone and recorded it on the spot, saying at the same time: "I hope the rumors are false, otherwise... these people deserve death!"
Fang Zheng asked curiously: "What rumors?"
Jing Yan shook her head and said: "Master Fangzheng, do you still remember what I told you when you came here? Come to the village and see for yourself. I think the answer will be revealed soon."
Fang Zheng looked baffled as to what could have happened that was so mysterious.
The yellow haired people over there all left when they saw anyone who was in the way.
Continue live broadcast.
Especially the short Huangmao, who has a very slippery mouth and talks in one sentence. The point is, as long as someone rewards someone, he will immediately give the money to the villagers, regardless of whether they want it or not! There are two people behind him, holding hands
He held money in his pocket and kept providing cash to the short man.
In this scene, instead of poverty alleviation, it is clear that local tycoons are here to spread their wealth.
The live broadcast room was also lively.
"Real money?"
"Real money?"
"This is how charity should be done, direct point-to-point, person-to-person, direct money, simple and crude, no tricks!"
"Yes, yes, that's how it should be!"
"No matter what, reward first!"
“Take a reward and let’s go!”
"For love and children, reward Rocket!"
…
Fang Zheng and Jing Yan looked at the content of the live broadcast and felt warm in their hearts. There are still many good people in the world. However, Jing Yan's face became more solemn, and Fang Zheng became more and more inexplicable, thinking: "She
What are you worried about? With so many people watching, with real money, how can it be fake? She won’t be menopausal... It’s a pity that she is still so young and will age before she gets old.”
"Everyone, let's take a look. How much is the reward? Of course, we also have to keep some money for our brothers' hard work, not much, two hundred yuan, for food and gas. I don't think you will mind, right?" said the short Huang Mao.
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"Two hundred yuan? Not much."
"It's righteous, okay!"
"Two hundred is really not much. It's such a small amount of money for five people, so generous!"
"I really made a mistake. I thought a few yellow hairs were not a good thing. Now it seems that people should not be judged by their appearance."
…
While everyone was praising them, rewards were flying in the air, and the yellow haired people were making money quickly. However, none of the villagers who took the money had a smile on their face, their brows were furrowed, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Huang Mao didn't care whether they were adults or children. Anyway, he just met people and many children gave money. There were people behind him taking pictures along the way...
The whole process lasted for an hour. Huang Mao, who was recording the video, turned off his phone. Apparently the live broadcast was over.
Jing Yan's breathing also increased, and she was obviously nervous.
Fang Zheng obviously felt that the atmosphere at the scene had suddenly changed. It was still a bit joyful at first, but after the tall man turned off the live broadcast, it suddenly dropped to freezing point. The atmosphere was a bit depressing, and even the people who were pressed were uncomfortable breathing! Fang Zheng muttered: "
What's going on? This feeling is too obvious...I've never felt it before." 8