madman and kidnapper

Chapter 52 They Did It

After the silence, there was a hint of embarrassment in the yard. Although women are always easy-going and talkative, the relative silence of two people can never be compared with the silence of one person, and it can make people feel at a loss.

The woman lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes, her eyes were fixed on the wrinkled place, as if there was a stain on it that couldn't be cleaned.

Aunt Li brought out a basket of wild vegetables that had just been dug from the mountain, and beckoned the women to pick the vegetables together, which at least made the atmosphere a little more lively.

"It feels like it's almost done. Shouldn't the people from the TV station come back?"

After a long time, Aunt Li spoke again.

"Well, it's probably coming soon, so we can't stay there for dinner, can we?"

The woman spoke absent-mindedly, obviously still thinking about the topic just now.

The two fell into silence again. Fortunately, it didn't take long before someone knocked on the half-closed door. The ears of the two people in the yard immediately pricked up. They turned their heads in unison and saw a muscular man with a thick head and a thick body. The young man opened the door and walked in. After only two steps, he tripped over a raised stone slab. He jumped forward and almost knelt in front of Aunt Li.

"Hey, what is this for? You can't, you can't let this child, it's not Chinese New Year yet? What a big gift!"

Aunt Li was so frightened that she quickly stood up and reached out to help the boy.

The woman was laughing beside her, wondering why only one came back, where are the two boys?
She stretched her neck and looked behind the screen wall, and she saw two speechless boys following slowly behind, they were Xiao Cheng and Yu Yu.

Xiaocheng stepped forward and kicked Yongzi's ass, and kicked Yongzi who had just straightened up again. The big boy turned his head with aggrieved face, and yelled in a low voice:
"Why, kick, kick me for what?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're ashamed."

Xiao Cheng rubbed his hands together, as if he wasn't the one who moved his feet just now.

"Auntie, this is the TV station."

Seeing that Aunt Li was still out of condition, the woman hurriedly introduced her.

As soon as she heard that it was someone from the TV station, Aunt Li suddenly burst into laughter, stepped forward and grabbed Yongzi's stunned hand, and greeted enthusiastically:

"Hey, this is the little comrade from the TV station. Let me tell you, the young man looks energetic at first glance, and he is different from others even when he enters the door..."

"..."

The rest of the people didn't know what to say, so they had to let Aunt Li praise the "spiritual" Yongzi so dizzyingly that they almost lost their way.

At this time, the village chief came out in time to break the stalemate and called everyone into the house to sit down.

Aunt Li happily poured tea for everyone. The tea was spring buds that had just been harvested from the nearby mountain. Li Chi had just brought it over a few days ago. When she washed it with boiled well water, the aroma immediately rushed to her face.

Women know what to buy, hold the plain tea bowl with three fingers, and gently blow the tea foam floating in the bowl.

She is at ease, but the rest of the people are not in the mood to drink tea. Although Xiao Cheng and Xiao Yu look mature, they have no intention of drinking tea. He picked up the tea bowl and drank it like a cow, maybe he felt thirsty, but before Aunt Li came over, he poured it out with the teapot in his hand, raised his head, and another bowl.

"How?" The village chief waited patiently for them to quench their thirst before asking, "Is it their waste water?"

Xiao Cheng nodded first, then came back and asked the village head:

"Grandpa, do you know what kind of factory they are?"

The village chief pointed to the outside suspiciously:
"Isn't it just a paper mill? It's written on the door. Speaking of which, I'm also quite puzzled. Why don't we just make paper? Why is the water that flows out still black? Isn't the paper all white?"

"Pfft." Yongzi laughed appreciatively from the side, but shrank back under the stares of everyone.

Xiao Cheng understands that for most people, the paper mill gives them the impression that they cut down trees and make paper, and they don't know anything about the pollution produced in the papermaking process. After all, it is difficult for them to distinguish between white paper and black The dirty water in sevens and eights is associated together.

"Actually, to be more specific, I don't really understand it. I can only tell you about it." Xiao Cheng took out his mobile phone, searched for the principle of papermaking, and then translated the content on the mobile phone into vernacular and told the village head. "Actually, the papermaking in the factory is not comparable to the papermaking in our school's handicraft class. The papermaking in the factory will produce waste water. There are many substances harmful to the environment in the waste water, especially 'black liquor', which is highly alkaline. , dark in color, smelly, and foamy, which pollutes water sources particularly seriously, and the chlorine-containing wastewater in the bleaching process is a pollutant that has a great impact on the environment."

"And," Xiao Yu added next to him, "not to mention the harm these things do to water and crops, the most terrible thing is that these things are also a threat to the health of the villagers. They cause cancer, cancer, you know?"

"Carcinogenic?"

Before, the village chief listened to Xiao Cheng's words in a fog, and didn't understand what he meant. But when he heard "carcinogenic", the village chief's eyes suddenly widened. In his heart, This is the most serious thing. What could be more important than being alive and healthy?
"He, when he first came to my village to rent land, he said, 'It's just paper, what can you do? The factory can also cause cancer, so how can I explain this to my fellow villagers?"

The more the village chief spoke, the more excited he became, his chest heaved continuously, and it was a little difficult for him to catch his breath.

Xiao Cheng was afraid that he would be angry, so he quickly comforted him:

"It's not all your fault. If he handles the sewage properly, what will happen? The problem lies with them. Don't get excited. We've already collected videos, and we're keeping them here. The village next to you The scenic spot is very close, so even if you don’t look for us at first and report directly to the higher authorities, the higher authorities will definitely take care of it, and when the TV station broadcasts it again, this matter will be a big deal, and it will definitely be handled properly, so don’t worry.”

The village chief sat on the kang with his head covered, and Xiao Cheng babbled about all this, but it didn't make him feel much better. On the contrary, the village chief knew very well that he really had an inescapable responsibility for this matter. , he thought for a while, then raised his head again, and looked into Xiao Cheng's eyes very seriously:

"I won't talk too much, I'll leave this matter to you, solve this matter well, from now on you will be the children of our village, and I treat you just like my own sons."

When the three of them heard this, they nodded repeatedly, and Yongzi's stunned head patted his chest for a guarantee, but Xiaocheng and Xiaoyu looked at each other, and they always felt a little weird. They came to help, why did they go back What about another father?
(End of this chapter)