1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 357 Dust (3)

About fifty or sixty meters away from the Ye Niang Temple, the situation was a bit chaotic.

Seven or eight men with their mouths and noses covered and holding carrying poles and hoes stopped Gao Qing and his group, ready to continue swinging sticks if they disagreed.

Obviously, the two or three people who had been knocked to the ground did not scare Gao Qing and his men. These people had an expression of "at worst, the dead will be fine" on their faces. They lifted up their thin cotton jackets to reveal their abnormal chests and abdomens, pointed at the small bulges with contempt, and then walked forward step by step with sticks in their hands.

The meaning is very clear: Although I don’t have much strength in my hands now and can’t beat you, I’m going to get out anyway. If you dare, beat me to death. Hit these bumps.

It has to be said that the behavior of these hepatitis C patients in the Ye Niang Temple put great psychological pressure on the seven or eight men in charge of guarding them.

They are all from the same village. They see each other every day. Their families are still alive and well. If they really continue to attack, and accidentally hit those bumps and kill them, facing the crazy revengeful family members, their future life will be difficult.

But if they don't take action to stop them, and let these people rush out of the village, not only will the village party secretary and the village chief be furious, but if they allow these people to run outside the village and make trouble, if something happens in the future, they and others will suffer the consequences.

Thinking of this, Zeng Zhiping, the leader, looked at the gradually increasing crowd of onlookers nearby with an irritated look on his face, as well as a few brats who were running towards the village shouting and yelling.

He knew very well that this would not work. Once word got out, it wouldn't be long before the families of these sickly people would rush over with red eyes, hatchets and shotguns, and fight with them.

TMD!

It's been almost ten minutes, why haven't the village party secretary and others arrived yet? ?
Faced with this dilemma, Zeng Zhiping became more and more upset.

Seeing the leader Gao Qing moving forward step by step with a defiant look on his face and his chest against his carrying pole, Zeng Zhiping, who had retreated several steps, suddenly became furious.

Just as a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to teach this troublemaker who disregarded the village party secretary's order and led the crowd out of the temple a lesson...

"Stop! Stop! Get out of my way!"

A burst of shocked and angry voice was heard. When I turned around, I saw it was the village director and his group.

Seeing the backbone appear, Zeng Zhiping immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly put down the carrying pole in his hand;
Seeing the village party secretary and the village chief appear together, followed by the village director, the director of the Women's Committee, and several outsiders with extraordinary temperament, Gao Qing and others hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped their actions to rush out.

Although in Xiaoshui Village, neither the village party secretary nor the village head has much weight individually, when all the village cadres appear together, they are still very intimidating.

..............................

"What!?"

"You guys are yelling about rushing out of the village, are you planning to sell blood?!"

The village chief looked at Gao Qing in disbelief: "Don't you know that you are all sick? You are still selling blood. What if you infect others with the disease?"

At this time, Gao Qing no longer cared about anything: "What should I do? Just let it sit!"

The village chief was furious: "You are making a mistake! You will be held accountable and punished by law!"

Gao Qing snorted: "Punishment?"

Gao Qing's face was a little cold: "We sell blood, and the blood station collects blood. If there is a problem with the blood sold by the blood station, then the blood station should be blamed. Why punish us poor people? If everyone has eyes, they should be able to see that we were all full of energy back then, and we didn't have this fatal problem!"

At this point, Gao Qing smiled sarcastically: "Village head, we are miserable people. We won't talk about how we got the disease before, and we don't have the ability to investigate and ask for an explanation; but even those of us who have hepatitis C can still sell blood... Tell me, if someone is really infected, who should be punished?"

These words were actually quite hurtful, and the village chief was choked for a moment.

Seeing this, the village party secretary quickly came out to help: "Lao Gao, you are also in your thirties or forties, you can't think so narrowly and extreme!"

"If something really happens, I don't know if those private black blood stations will be caught, but you will definitely not be able to escape."

"You have a long life ahead of you. You still have decades to go... Just think about it, you will be accused of knowingly selling dirty blood. How embarrassing it will be when people tell others about it!"

"Also, even if you don't consider yourself, you have to consider your family and your children... Your kid is studying hard... If you insist on doing it and get caught, how can he hold his head up in school? And this matter will have a big impact on his future college entrance exams. If you have a criminal record, it's hard to say whether he can apply for college... Your kid is such a good candidate, how can you be so cruel?"

When talking about his son, Gao Qing hesitated.

Seeing that his words had taken effect, the village party secretary immediately struck while the iron was hot and said loudly to the others: "Our Xiaoshui Village is a poor place. It seems that our generation has no future, but we still have the next generation!"

"The country's policies are getting better and better. In a dozen years, maybe everything will be fine. We can't let our children suffer because of a momentary impulse. Don't you agree?"

"Think about it, if today we ..."

Before he could finish his words, the man who had first jumped out to discuss selling blood with Gao Qing interrupted him and said, "What next generation? Where is the next generation? Given the situation in our Xiaoshui Village, will our boys and girls be able to live a good life after they grow up? Not necessarily!"

After waving his hands impatiently, the man sneered: "What do you mean by being unbearable? Our entire village is destined to be poor! And it will affect the next generation?"

"Village Party Secretary, ask yourself, if we don't have the income from selling blood, who in our village can afford to send their children to school? Wouldn't they still have to work on their one acre of land to make a living? They can't even afford to go to high school or college, so does it matter whether their parents have a criminal record?"

At this point, the man's eyes turned fierce: "Village head, village party secretary, since we have come to this point, I might as well say something on behalf of everyone... We must give up this village; we must also sell this blood!"

"What a bunch of bullshit, there are still decades left to live. I know my body well, and people like us won't live long!"

"Before I die, I should save more money for the tuition of my children and for the rice money of my parents who can no longer work!"

"If anyone dares to stop me from selling blood, I will fight him to the death! People are dying here and here, let's see who is afraid of who!"

The man's words quickly resonated with the people behind him, and their emotions, which had just calmed down, became excited again.

Yes, you are almost dead, and instead of saving some money for your family, are you really going to wait until you are buried, and let your parents and your sons and daughters beg for food from other people, and then have to smile at everyone they see?
Even Gao Qing, who was originally hesitant, came to his senses.

Yeah, what’s the point of having a criminal record? Didn’t you see that the kid at home has decided to drop out of school to support the family?

If I don't quickly drain all my blood and turn it into money, my son won't even be able to finish high school, let alone take the college entrance exam!

Damn it, let’s talk about the future later. I can barely survive now, what the hell are you talking to me about the future for!
As a father, I'm determined to sell this blood!

Thinking of this, Gao Qing's eyes became resolute again, his chest straightened up, and he was about to ignore the village director in front of him and walked towards the village entrance.

Before he took the first step, an oppressive voice came from behind the village director.

"Nonsense! Hepatitis C isn't really a terminal disease. Who told you that you won't live much longer?!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw Yan Laoxi brushing away the village director who was blocking the way in front of them. He walked over with a dark face and said, "As children, you have always been thinking about your parents and thinking about selling blood to support them..."

“This is filial piety!”

"In my opinion, this is irreproachable... I can even say that not many people could do a better job than you!"

Yan Laoxi, who has served as the village secretary of Xialiu Village for two terms, knows very well how to deal with this explosive situation.

As expected, Yan Laoxi forcefully brushed away the village director's action. With his already cold face like a rock, everyone thought that this was a big leader who appeared out of nowhere, and they were subconsciously stunned. And these words, spoken in an extremely serious tone, were more like recognition than praise.

For a moment, many hepatitis C patients felt like crying... Yes, their lives are almost gone, but they still want to rush out to sell blood. Who do you think this is for?

Noticing the change in everyone's expressions, Yan Laoxi, who had stepped in to take charge of the matter, snorted heavily: "But as parents, you are very selfish! Very selfish!"

This first positive and then negative remark made everyone's face change. Before they could refute, they heard Yan Laoxi say in a tone that was almost scolding: "It is precisely because Xiaoshui Village is poor and because our generation has little hope, that we should place our hope on the next generation and do our best to protect them... Once one or two good seedlings come out, the future of Xiaoshui Village will be saved!"

He pointed his finger at the air without any hesitation and said, "In this regard, most of you did very well in the beginning... I know that many of you started selling blood to raise tuition for your sons and daughters... Although selling blood is not honorable, it is even more shameful for parents not to work hard for their children... From this point of view, you deserve your children to call you father and mother!"

"But what about now!?"

"You've traveled ninety-nine and a half miles, and you can't stand this situation anymore. You insist on leaving a criminal record... What's the matter? You think your children are too good at studying, so you want to make it more difficult for them to get into college and work in your company, right?"

"I'm telling you, as long as you have a criminal record, your children will never be able to get a job in a public institution or work in a government office!"

"That is to say, no matter how good your children's academic performance is, they will never be able to leave Xiaoshui Village in this lifetime... Xiaoshui Village, there will be no future!"

At this point, Yan Laoxi approached Gao Qing and the others step by step. His aura made them feel uncomfortable. "Oh, what's the matter? You don't agree with me saying you are selfish? You think that you can use your life to exchange a sum of money for your parents and children, and then your life will be complete. Even if you are buried in the ground tomorrow, you will still be a filial son who is worthy of praise and a dedicated parent, right?"

"Nonsense! Stop being so self-indulgent! If you do this, you will not only bring shame to your parents and make them afraid to face the public, but also leave your children with lifelong regrets and shame. You will not leave anything behind!"

"Humph! Even if I drain all the blood from your bodies, how much can you sell it for? 400? Or 700? Prices are so high now, and tuition is so expensive. How can this little money support your parents in their old age or send your children to high school and college... Stop dreaming!"

"Believe it or not, as long as you have a criminal record, others will dare to blatantly divide your family's land in the future. By then, you will leave your whole family starving!"

Mercilessly exposing these people's thoughts and after a burst of firepower full of martial arts, Gao Qing and others' faces turned pale, and many of them seemed to have lost their energy all of a sudden.

Human beings are very complex creatures. Once someone directly exposes the fact that their last-ditch sacrifices and efforts are actually worthless, it is difficult for anyone to withstand it.

"But, but what can we do! With this disease, we are just useless people waiting to die. Apart from selling blood to leave some money for the family, what else can we do?"

A man in his early forties squatted on the ground, holding his head in pain, with a look of despair on his face.

Yan Laoxi's last sentence really hit the sore spot for these people. In the countryside, the one or two acres of poor farmland in the family is the lifeblood of the family. If their land is divided up by others because of their own reasons, they will be criticized even if they die.

Yan Laoxi kicked the man with a fierce look on his face: "Get up! How can a man of your stature squat on the ground and cry like a woman? Damn it, if you were a soldier under my command, I would give you a slap in the face right now!"

After accidentally saying something that could easily be misunderstood, Yan Laoxi glanced at the people who looked a little awed, and raised his finger angrily: "First, let me emphasize again! Hepatitis C is not a terminal illness. Don't keep telling me whether I will die or not... As long as it is treated in time and well-regulated, and it is not allowed to turn into liver cancer, then although it is difficult to eradicate, it is actually not much different from ordinary people."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Qing sighed: "Leader, you don't need to comfort us. I asked the doctor. Although hepatitis C is not a real terminal illness, it is almost the same as a terminal illness... We are poor and have little money. The medicine for treating hepatitis C is not cheap. It is said that you have to take it for the rest of your life... Apart from watching it turn into liver cancer and waiting to die, what else can we do?"

This is true. With the current level of medical care, for these poor people, it is better to just wait to die than to spend money on expensive imported medicines every day.

Upon hearing this, Yan Laoxi glared and said, "What do you mean I can only watch it turn into liver cancer?!"

"If you can't help, the country can't help either!? If you can't afford treatment, can you just wait to die?!"

"Have you forgotten that you are standing on the land of New China?!"

"Have you forgotten what color the national flag is?!"

"Have you forgotten that the person standing in front of you is an old party member!?"

Not to mention Gao Qing and others, even the village chief and the village director were completely dumbfounded after hearing this.

After a long while, Gao Qing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who looked like an angry lion with a dry mouth and said, "Hey, leader, what do you mean...?"

Yan Laoxi snorted coldly, tilted his head and glared at the village secretary not far away: "What do you mean? What I mean is... from now on, the follow-up treatment costs for you hepatitis C patients... will be covered by our Xialiu Sales Agency!"

What, what! ?

Even though they had vaguely guessed the result, everyone was still shocked and stunned.

All-inclusive follow-up?

How much does this cost?
but……

Xialiu Sales Agency?
That shouldn't be a lie. Everyone has heard of the reputation of Xialiu Sales Agency. It is absolutely reliable.

Plop~!

Plop~!

As waves of suppressed crying came, Yan Laoxi turned his head to look, but he didn't know when a large group of men, women, old and young were kneeling in a row in the dark crowd of onlookers.

These people's eyes were red, but they bit their lips tightly and kowtowed silently one after another on the dusty yellow ground.

Seeing this, Yan Laoxi panicked. He was about to rush over to help those children, who were either 11 or 12 years old, or the elderly, but the village chief calmly stopped him and said, "Boss Yan, those who are kowtowing are the family members of the patients... Why don't you just bear with it, otherwise it will cause more trouble."

Looking at the village chief with a look of admiration, how could Yan Laoxi not know what this guy was planning?
snort!
Are you afraid that I will default on my debt?

When have I, Yan, ever broken my word?

With some disdain, Yan Laoxi looked at the village chief who was playing tricks on him. He looked at the patient who was staring blankly at his family members with red eyes and snorted in dissatisfaction: "Why don't you get back to the temple... The medical team will be here the day after tomorrow at the latest. Cooperate with the treatment and come back to work after you get well!... Although the income won't be high at the beginning, it will get better soon. It's much better than you bastards running out to sell blood!"

Doing work?

Gao Qing and others were somewhat confused.

Yan Laoxi ignored them. He just looked at the inexplicably complicated expressions on the faces of the other people in the crowd, smoothed his clothes calmly, and then raised his voice a little: "Secretary Jia, now we can continue to talk about letting all of you in Xiaoshui Village invest in Dahua Company's purple candy project, right?"

Eh?
All shareholders?

Dahua Company?

Purple candy?
All the onlookers' eyes lit up and they all focused their gazes on the village party secretary and the village chief.

Looking at the village party secretary and the village chief whose expressions suddenly became a little stiff, Yan Laoxi sneered in his heart.

Oh, you want to play Tai Chi with me? Let me see how you play it now! ?

In late spring, the unique earthy smell of the countryside mixed with countless dust entered his nose. For some reason, Yan Laoxi's mood finally brightened up...

(End of this chapter)