Chapter 100 The Old Man's Crying (Part 1) [Sovereign Recommendation: My new book "Ace Bodyguard" has been uploaded and updated on 17k. I hope that my dear support will be more, and the passion remains, and the ambiguity will be infinite. Write a legend of the man!] The leader Covering his stomach on the ground, he shouted: "Boy, you dare to hit me! Hitting me is a violent resistance! Let's see how I deal with you!" After that, he met several urban managers who came to help him and shouted: "Help me, please! Come on for me now!”
After receiving the order, several people ran towards Yang Feng. Brother Gan saw that he could not let the mayor get the lottery as soon as he took office. Although he believed in Yang Feng's strength, it would not be good if something unexpected happened. !So before those people arrived at Yang Feng, he rushed over, punched and kicked, and in less than a minute, several people lay on the ground and started wailing. The leader saw Brother Gan's sharp eyes, and Quickly fist and kicking know that he had encountered a tough guy this time! So he used his trick: "I tell you, you are violent law enforcement, and beating people is illegal! Beating law enforcement officers is a serious crime! You are just waiting Bar!"
Brother Gan is not good at this, and he kicked the leader's lower abdomen and made him spit out sour water! Brother Gan is well aware of their tricks. If you are soft with them, they will play hard with you. Yes, you are hard with them, they are soft with you, you are reasonable with them, they are reasonable with you, you are good with them, they are good with you! In short, the law and truth, soft and hard are both for them Those who serve, the people will always be in the wrongdoers and violators.
Yang Feng walked over to the leader, and the leader looked at him and said in fear: "I tell you, you... don't come over! Will I call the police if I come over again?"
Yang Feng walked to him, smiled and squatted down and took out his cell phone from the leader's pocket, and ordered: "Call the police! Call the police now! Then you, the director of your Urban Management Bureau, call me! Now! Immediately!" Then he handed the phone to the leader.
The leader was still aggressive just now, but now he suddenly became weak, because he could not see any tension in the eyes of this young man, only "arrogance" of not caring about anything and not afraid of anything. He knew that only big men would have this aura. , He had a premonition that he was about to finish the game, but he still called as the young man said.
Yang Feng stared at him and made a call, then pointed at him and gritted his teeth. Then he turned around and walked towards the old man lying on the ground. At this time, Brother Gan had already squatted down to check the old man's injuries. He saw Yang Feng coming ,Gan said, "It's just a skin trauma, there's no problem with it, just bandage it!" Then he said to the old man and the old woman, "Uncle, this is the mayor of our Harbor City. What do you say? Say it to him! He will definitely be fair to you!"
"Uncle, aunt, you have been wronged! I, as the mayor, cannot be regarded as the best!" Yang Feng said, holding the hands of the two elders. Since his childhood, his grandfather Yang Zhongren has educated him, and pushing him up to three generations, we are all farmers, so Don't look down on farmers. If you look down on farmers, you just look down on your ancestors! Yang Feng couldn't understand his grandfather's words at that time. Now he held the two old farmers' hands full of calluses and cracks, which seemed to suddenly understand. .
The people standing next to the crowd thought they were just two young people fighting to stand up, but now they are increasingly convinced that the young man in his twenties is really the mayor of his city, so they suddenly feel like they have won a battle.
Applauded.
The old man has lived a lifetime of over seventy this year. He has experienced all kinds of things and vicissitudes. Even if he was beaten by the urban management just now, he never cried. But at this time, he held the young man and shed two turbid tears.
He didn't know why he was crying, was he beaten by a thirty-something boy, and was frustrated with blood or holding this, which could almost be called his grandfather's parents' official, and then knelt at Yang Feng.
He cried and said, "Mayor, we really don't know that selling vegetables here is illegal. I really don't know! If I know, I won't sell it!"
"Uncle, get up quickly! Get up quickly! You are not wrong! The one who is wrong is that we are officials! Don't worry, I will definitely give you justice!" Yang Feng quickly helped the old man up and said, Yang Feng hadn't cried for a long time
, or he has never cried since he was sensible, because he lives in such a family, and he doesn't have to worry about food, and no one dares to bully himself. How can he know what it feels like to cry? But now he is looking at a seven-day
The teenager knelt in front of him, tears rolling in his eyes.
"My family is from Liujia Village, rural Chihe City, and it is only 80 miles away from the harbor. Since I was a child, I have a disabled son. Both legs are broken. I lie on the kang every day, and my mother and I serve him.
It's been more than thirty years, but you not only have to serve him, but also have to buy medicine for him to treat his illness! Over the years, I have borrowed everything my neighbors and relatives can borrow. I feel sorry for me, my old couple, I have borrowed money for several years but haven't changed my family.
I don’t want it either. I know I don’t want it anymore, but I remember it all in my notebook. I have never taken advantage of it all my life. I have decided that even if I die, I have to pay back the money for the blind date!
"The old man said as he took out a small, wrinkled notebook from his body.
Yang Feng took it and saw it, and it was written on it with a twist, "Ergou's: 30 yuan, Xiaohua's mother: 50..." There were several pages of accounts, and Yang Feng felt sad the more he looked at it. All the accounts added up.
It was only a few thousand yuan, and he used to tip several thousand at a high-end club every night in the capital. He carefully combined the account book and returned it to the old man.
The old man continued, "I really have no choice. My mother and I planted some radishes and cabbage in the vegetable garden. We usually set up a stall in the market to sell some money to buy medicine for our children. A few days ago, our village
A young man working in the harbor told me that the food here is only a few cents per pound, and the harbor is only a few dollars per pound. Why don’t you go there and sell it? So my wife and I were three o’clock in the middle of the night this morning.
So I put on a donkey cart and pulled the fresh vegetables I grew from home
Hurry up to the harbor, and the hour came at six o'clock. I finally came. I shouted like in the village. I knew I couldn't cheat people. I didn't want a few dollars a pound, but it was three or four cents more expensive than the family.
I'm growing fresh vegetables by myself. I just bought a lot of them. I was so happy when counting the money. The road this night was not in vain. Give me more money to my child.
If he had bought medicine for several days, he wouldn't have to scream in pain in those few days..."
The old man was telling his own story there, and he just came up and said in a low voice in the crowd, but as the old man told him, everyone calmed down, whether it was an old man or a young man, whether it was a man or a woman.
Even the old and old ladies who have experienced the vicissitudes of life are wiping their tears there. Although they are now urbanites, they have also lived a hard life. They know that life is so difficult, even those middle-aged women and men
They were also there to wipe their tears quietly because most of their parents are in the countryside now. Who knows if their parents have suffered such grievances?