"I know that Dongliang Village, the only middle-aged men you see are left, and most of them go out to work.? Look, there are more children than adults. This is a left-behind village, and the children are hard. It is not easy for parents, hey..."

"It's hard for people in the village to go out to work. They are not educated and do high-strength labor. They have low wages and can save money, and they don't have much money left."

"Oh, give me some love and reward."

...

Fang Zheng saw all these conversations, because Jing Yan took out her mobile phone and searched for the live broadcast room as soon as possible. As expected, these people were very popular and they were directly on the page of the live broadcast website! They saw it at a glance.

看到这些人的评论,方正叹了口气,本以为他已经够惨了,但是和这些孩子比,他其实还算幸福的.虽然没有父母,但是一指禅师,村子里的人,一直都把他当自家孩子看待,方正从小到大,虽然调皮,没少挨揍,却也没少了爱.山上生活苦,却也没有苦到饿成这副样子……

"Donor, it's good for them to do this." Fang Zheng said.

Jing Yan said: "Continue to watch."

Fang Zheng nodded and said nothing.

At this moment, the camera was about to scan, and the other party stopped immediately, then frowned and winked at another man.

Another man immediately came over, took out a cigarette and handed it to Fang Zheng and Jing Yan.

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donor, I don't smoke, thank you."

Jing Yan shook her head.

The man took back the cigarette and said, "Brother, we need to use the situation. Do you guys help me, let it go?"

Jing Yan frowned and said, "What do you do to do your charity, what do you care about us?"

"You woman is boring. I have a good discussion with you. Let me let you go? We do charity and you also do charity. Haven't your things been dispersed? After they are dispersed, leave quickly. Why are you staying here? Have lunch?" The man said with a fierce look on his face.

Jing Yan was not afraid at all. The eldest lady became angry and said angrily: "I'm having lunch here, what do you want to do?"

What else the man wanted to say, Fang Zheng grabbed Jing Yan and smiled and said, "Amitabha, this donor, since that's the case, we won't bother you. Let's leave now..."

"Master, what are you doing? Are you still afraid of them? If you make me angry, I will make me old... I will make them look good!" Jing Yan was angry when she saw Fang Zheng so cowardly. What about the courage to catch the wolf with bare hands? Why did she wither when facing evil people?

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Female donor, why are you anxious about? Look..."

Jing Yan looked up and saw the fierce man standing there, smiling and said, "The woman is pretty, but she has a bad temper. The monk Hua is quite tactful and runs away without me doing it. He is so cowardly, he can pick up girls... The monk is indeed a popular profession."

After saying that, the man seemed to be unable to see Fang Zheng and Jing Yan, and turned around and left.

The same is true for the remaining few yellow hairs.

Jing Yan looked at Fang Zheng like a ghost and said, "Master, what's going on?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, just some small tricks. Okay, let's watch quietly. I am also very curious. These people are so angry that they don't look like people who put down their butcher's knife. How could they do good deeds? Or do good deeds with great fanfare... I heard from them that this is not the first time, so why can't they see any good deeds in their bodies?"

Fang Zheng said it was a small trick, but Jing Yan looked like a ghost. However, when she thought about yesterday's video, she felt relieved and sighed in her heart: "It seems that Yiwei crossed the river to the point of being true."

Jing Yan said: "This is my purpose. This group of people has come to Dongliang County more than once and has done some things that both people and gods have angered. However, because there is no evidence, no one knows whether the rumors are true or false."

"So this time the donor came here to investigate this matter?" Fang Zheng asked.

Jing Yan nodded, then took out her mobile phone and started recording it on the spot, and said, "I hope the rumors are fake, otherwise... these people should die!"

Fang Zheng said curiously: "What rumors?"

Jing Yan shook her head and said, "Master Fang Zheng, do you still remember what I said to you when I came? You can see it yourself when you are close to the village. I think the answer will be revealed soon."

Fang Zheng looked puzzled. What was going on? It was so mysterious.

The yellow-haired people over there, all the people who saw the trouble, left.

Continue live broadcast.

Especially the short man with yellow hair, he has a very smooth mouth and speaks one by one. The point is that as long as someone gives me a reward, he will pay the money to the villagers immediately. No matter whether he wants it or not, he will give it to him! There are two people following him, holding the money in his hands, and constantly providing cash to the short man.

This scene is not about poverty alleviation, it is clearly the tyrants who have scattered their wealth.

The live broadcast room was also lively.

"Really money?"

"Really money?"

"This is how you should do charity, point-to-point, people-to-people, money directly, simple and crude, without any trouble!"

"Yes, yes, that's what it should be!"

"Don't worry, give me a reward first!"

"Get rewards and get away!"

"For love and for children, reward the Rockets!"

...

Fang Zheng and Jing Yan looked at the contents of the live broadcast and felt warm. There were still many good people in the world. However, Jing Yan's face became more and more serious, and Fang Zheng became more and more inexplicably strange. He thought to himself: "What are she worried about? So many people are watching, it's really money. Can there be fakes? It won't be menopause... It's a pity that she is still so young and aging before she gets old."

"Everyone is optimistic, how much is the reward! Of course, we have to leave a little bit of labor costs for our brothers, not much, two hundred yuan, and the food and gas money. I don't think everyone would mind?" said the short yellow-haired man.

"Two hundred yuan? Not much."

"It's righteous, okay!"

"Two hundred is not much, five people have such a little money, so they are righteous!"

"I've really misunderstood my eyes. I thought it wasn't a good thing to do. Now it seems that people shouldn't behave like a person."

...

While everyone praised it, the rewards were flying, and the yellow-haired people also made money quickly. However, none of the villagers who took the money had a smile on their faces and frowned, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Huangmao doesn’t care whether it’s adults or children. Anyway, he just sees everyone, and many children give money. Someone else takes photos along the way...

The whole process lasted for an hour. The tall yellow-haired man turned off his phone and it was obvious that the live broadcast was over.

Jing Yan's breathing also added up, and she was obviously nervous.

Fang Zheng clearly felt that the atmosphere at the scene changed suddenly. There was a bit of joy, but after the tall man closed the live broadcast, it suddenly dropped to freezing point. The atmosphere was a little depressing, and even made people feel uncomfortable to breathe! Fang Zheng muttered: "What's going on? This feeling is too obvious... I have never had it before." 8
Chapter completed!