Chapter 162 Rumor

"I know Dongliang Village. The middle-aged men you see are the only ones left, and 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 also It's not easy, hey..."

"It's difficult for people in the village to go out to work. They are uneducated, and they all do jobs with high-strength labor and low wages. They live frugally and don't have much money left."

"Hey, show some love, reward."

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Fangzheng saw all these conversations, because Jing Yan immediately took out her mobile phone and searched the live broadcast room. Sure enough, these people were very popular and directly hung on the homepage of the live broadcast website! See it at a glance.

Seeing these people's comments, Fangzheng sighed. He thought he was miserable enough, but compared with these children, he was actually quite happy.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。 Life on the mountain is bitter, but it is not so bitter that you are so hungry...

"Benefactor, it's good that they did this," Fang Zheng said.

Jing Yan said: "Keep watching."

Fangzheng nodded and said nothing.

At this moment, the camera was about to sweep over, and the other man stopped immediately, then frowned, and winked at the other man.

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

Fangzheng clasped his hands together, and proclaimed a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, benefactor, the poor monk does not smoke, thank you."

Jing Yan followed and shook her head.

The man withdrew his cigarette and said, "Brothers, we need to use it up. Do me a favor, let's get out of the way?"

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

"You woman is boring. I told you that we can discuss it. Can you just let me go? We do charity, and you do charity too. Aren't your things gone? Go quickly when you are done, stay here and do your work." What? Have lunch?" The man said with a fierce look on his face.

Jing Yan wasn't afraid at all, the eldest lady got angry and said angrily: "I'm going to have lunch here, what do you want to do?"

The man wanted to say something else, but Fangzheng grabbed Jing Yan and said with a smile: "Amitabha, this benefactor, since that's the case, we won't bother you. Let's go..."

"Master, what are you doing? Are you still afraid of them? They offend me, I'll make me old...I'll make them look good!" Seeing Fangzheng being so useless, Jing Yan immediately became angry. What about the courage to catch wolves with bare hands? How can you wither in the face of villains?

Fangzheng chuckled, and said, "Female benefactor, what are you in a hurry for? Look..."

Jing Yan looked up, and saw the fierce man standing where he was, and said with a smile on his face: "The woman is pretty, but unfortunately, she has a bad temper. That Monk Hua is quite witty, and he ran away without me doing it. So Cowardly, you can also pick up girls... Monk is indeed a popular profession."

After finishing speaking, 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 like a ghost and said, "Master, this is... what's going on?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, it's just some small tricks. Well, let's watch quietly. The poor monk is also very curious. These people are so hostile, they don't look like people who put down the butcher's knife, how can they do good deeds? It's still doing good deeds with great fanfare... I heard from them that it's not the first time, why can't I see any kindness on my body."

Fangzheng said it was a small trick, but Jing Yan looked like a ghost, but 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 Village more than once and done some things that both people and gods are angry with. But because there is no evidence, no one knows whether the rumors are true or not."

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

Jing Yan nodded, then took out her mobile phone and started recording live, at the same time she said: "I hope the rumors are false, otherwise... these people deserve death!"

Fangzheng asked curiously, "What rumor?"

Jing Yan shook her head and said, "Master Fangzheng, do you still remember what I told you when I came here? After entering the village, you can see for yourself. I think the answer will be revealed soon."

Fangzheng's expression was inexplicable, what was it that made it so mysterious.

The yellow-haired people over there, everyone who got in the way left.

Go live.

Especially the short and yellow-haired one, with a very slippery mouth, and he talks one way and another. The point is, as long as someone gives a reward, he will immediately pay the villagers, whether he wants it or not, just give it! Followed by two people, with money in their hands, constantly offering cash to the short man.

In this scene, where there is poverty alleviation, it is clear that local tyrants are here to distribute their wealth.

The live broadcast room was also lively.

"Really send money?"

"Really gold and silver?"

"This is how charity should be done, point-to-point, person-to-person, direct money distribution, simple and rude, no moths!"

"That's right, that's how it should be!"

"It doesn't matter, let's reward first!"

"Let's reward and go!"

"For love, for children, reward Rocket!"

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Fang Zheng and Jing Yan watched the content of the live broadcast, and felt warm in their hearts. There are still many good people in the world. It's just that Jing Yan's face became more solemn, and Fang Zheng became more and more inexplicable, thinking: "What is she worried about? So many people are watching, real gold and silver hair, can there be fakes? No Maybe she's in menopause... It's a pity, she's still so young, she's getting old before she gets old."

"Everyone is watching, how much will be rewarded, how much will be distributed! Of course, our brother's labor expenses will also be kept, not much, two hundred yuan, food and gas money, I don't think everyone will mind?" The short man Huang Mao said.

"Two hundred yuan? Not much."

"Justice, yes!"

"Two hundred is really not much, five people have such a small amount of money, it is righteous!"

"I was really wrong. I thought these yellow hairs were not fun. Now it seems that people can't be judged by their appearance."

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At the same time as everyone praised, the rewards were flying, and the yellow hairs were also sending out money quickly. However, none of the villagers who took the money had a smiling face, their brows were furrowed, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Huang Mao doesn't care about adults or children, anyway, he sends money to anyone he sees, and many children have given money. There are people taking photos along the way...

The whole process lasted for an hour, and the tall Huangmao who recorded the video turned off his mobile phone, obviously the live broadcast was over.

Jing Yan's breathing also accelerated, obviously she was nervous.

Fangzheng obviously felt that the atmosphere of the scene had changed suddenly. There was a bit of joy 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 depressed people could not breathe! Fangzheng muttered, "What's going on? This feeling is too obvious...I've never felt it before."