Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 526 0515 [Private interview on Weibo]

"Mr. Du, this family is relatively poor in the neighborhood, but after the Confucius Institute was established, the daughter of this family attended the Confucius Institute. Now she not only studies Chinese at school, but also learns tailoring skills in her free time!"

Uda Village is a relatively poor black village near Nairobi, the capital of Kenya.

Most of the villagers here make a living by helping the white manor owners to grow coffee beans. However, although the picked coffee beans are expensive, they do not get a share. All the money falls into the pockets of the white manor owners, and they receive only a small amount. The remuneration was only enough for the family to eat and drink, not even clothes.

At this moment, Du Yongxiao, who is the great benefactor and savior of the Kenyan people and also serves as the Chief Superintendent of the Kenya Police Force and the Major General of the National Defense Forces, accompanied by his younger brother Du Yongshun and the loyal eagle dogs Feili and Jim, are making private visits to various places in Kenya incognito , understand the sentiments of the people.

The person who gave Du Yongxiao a detailed introduction was Dalman, the villager of Wuda Village. He was an honest old black man with a stooped back, skin folds on his face like orange peels, and cloudy eyes. At first glance, he looked like an old villager who had experienced countless hardships.

Villager Daman heard that Du Yongxiao was a big shot, and he was accompanied by high-ranking officials. Although he couldn't understand why Du Yongxiao, a Chinese, had such a great reputation based on his IQ and status, he introduced him to him enthusiastically. The situation in their village.

"There are 53 households in our village, and many of them are poor households. The first pair of trousers in the house is worn by the whole family. Whoever goes out to do errands wears trousers. Many girls' families are also naked at home and dare not Meet someone!" Dalman said, taking out tobacco leaves from his arms, rubbing a cigarette and smoking it.

They also grow tobacco here, but it's a very low-quality kind. White people don't smoke it or eat it. They grow it themselves and eat it themselves.

Du Yongxiao put his hands behind his back and looked at the dilapidated mud houses in the village, as well as the skinny chickens and dogs, and the naked children playing around. He turned his head and saw the old village chief rolling a cigarette, so he took out his cigarette with a smile and handed it over. Said: "Come on, try this."

The old villager Darman was flattered and hurriedly stuffed his tobacco leaves back. He respectfully took the Marlboro cigarettes handed over by Du Yongxiao with both hands. He was reluctant to smoke them. He just brought them to his nose and smelled them. Then he smiled and said: "This is good stuff. As soon as I smell it, I know it’s very expensive! I must hide it well and smoke it slowly.”

Seeing that what he said was interesting, Du Yongxiao handed over the whole box of cigarettes, "Here you go! Don't smoke slowly, just smoke a few more if you like it!"

"How is this possible? No reward for no merit!" The old villager Darman was also an honest man. He felt that he had taken advantage of Du Yongxiao and refused to accept it.

Feili said from the side: "Mr. Du gives it to you, just keep it. Why are you so verbose?"

The old villager Darman opened his mouth and smiled at Du Yongxiao, showing his blackened and broken teeth: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, just tell me more about your situation!"

"That's right!" Dalman said, "In a poor place like ours, no big shots come all year round, but you are the first! Even our county magistrate doesn't come to see us. Even if we starve to death, he won't show his face. ! On the contrary, those bandits from the Sickle Gang often come to visit our place——"

"Sickle Gang?" Du Yongxiao was surprised.

Feili hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Du, it's like this. The Sickle Gang is a local gang in Kenya. Those people were originally farmers who helped harvest rice fields in the manor. Later, they were bewitched and started doing evil everywhere. They used hand-held weapons to The Sickle Robbery is famous, and its leader is called Coyote Lausanne!”

"Yes, Mr. Du! The Sickle Gang is notorious in Kenya!" Jim, who is as big as a bamboo pole, also took a step forward and said, "They rob families and do all kinds of evil. They have stolen all the cattle and sheep in these villages! Even some people's only remaining They also plundered all the rice they needed to survive!”

"That's not all!" Fili said, "They also kidnapped village girls and either abused them or sold them! Many people hate them to the core!"

Du Yongxiao frowned, "Since they are so evil, why didn't you, as police officers, crack down on them before?"

"This--" Fili and Jim looked at each other and said in shame: "As you know, we policemen didn't even have enough to eat before. We had no ability except to bully good people, let alone annihilate these gangs. Rough bandit."

Du Yongxiao nodded. Indeed, before he rectified these police scum, the entire Kenyan police force was rotten to the core.

Not far away, Du Yongshun was handing out candies to the naked children.

His innocent appearance made the children circle around him, laughing and joking, adding a touch of happiness to this poor and dilapidated village.

At this moment, a crazy lame black woman ran out of a burned down hut and said to Du Yongshun: "Tang, I want to eat Tangtang!"

Du Yongshun gave her a handful of candies in his hand.

The crazy woman grabbed the candy and giggled, "Give it to the children, give it to the children, I won't eat it!" She muttered and ran towards the dark, burned-out house.

Seeing this, the old villager Darman shook his head and sighed: "Poor woman!" "What a pitiful way?" Du Yongxiao asked curiously with his hands behind his back.

So the old villager Darman told the woman's story.

This woman was born in the village and was born with a disability. Specifically, she had a severe lameness. She was not very good-looking and was short in stature.

The family in the village was poor, and her parents married a domestically violent man from a neighboring village. After giving birth to a boy, her husband's family kicked her out of the house. She lay on the muddy ground on a rainy day with no way to contact anyone, so she just kept crying. .

The neighbor couldn't stand it anymore and contacted her mother's family. They were very disgusted and took her back.

Her parents picked coffee beans at a nearby manor, and she followed them at the manor to carry tea and water. She limped and was willing to do any hard work.

According to what the old villager Darman said, he often passed by the manor and saw her holding a broken stick and struggling to move among the coffee trees, surrounded by the pickers who laughed at her.

After eating like this for a year, her parents immediately made arrangements for her to get married to a 50-year-old black man from the same village. His family lived in a mountain far away. There was a large pond in front of the old man's door, and he raised many animals called " "Tilapia" of African Crucian Carp.

A year later, she gave birth to another son.

The old man went to work in a white man's manor, and she took care of her son at home alone. She had to go to the grass field to cut fish and grass every day with a broken stick, and the child was carried on her back. In the middle of the work, she took off the child and fed him on the spot. , the middle-aged and elderly men working around her would also make lewd jokes about her.

Villager Darman met the villager twice, and the swear words made him want to vomit. Once he got angry and couldn't help scolding those men. He cursed many curse words. In the end, Darman lost his temper because He understood that it was all to no avail.

She never responded to the teasing, but worked silently. She was only 17 years old at the time, and her face was covered with spots, her eyes were small, her mouth was big and dry, her eyes were dull, and she wore no underwear, or maybe no underwear at all.

As the village chief, Dahlman took pity on her, so he found some clothes from his wife and gave them to her. That was when Dahlman saw her smile for the first time. Although she was ugly, her smile was very beautiful.

According to Dahlman, she has always lived so stubbornly, and her only spiritual sustenance is her child, a little black child who is skinnier than a puppy.

"What a pity! Our village is really too poor, especially those hateful Sickle Gang who often come to loot our village!" Dalman sighed, finally willing to bite a Marlboro in his mouth, his eyes melancholy, "Last month When the Sickle Gang came here, they not only robbed Musa’s family of sheep and Zieg’s family’s cattle, they also wreaked havoc and burned many houses, including this poor woman’s house. The most hateful thing was that the woman went to He went to work in the fields, and the child was left alone at home, with the door locked, and then burned alive at home!"

When Dalman said this, his eyes began to become moist, and he wiped them and said: "At that time, many Sickle Gang gangsters were watching, watching the child knocking on the door desperately, trying desperately to escape. Not only did they not help, Still laughing on the sidelines! These people are not humans, they are animals! They are beasts!"

At the end of his speech, Dahlman could no longer hold back and cursed loudly.

After hearing this story, Du Yongxiao remained calm and just watched the lame woman running in as if talking to her child and letting her child eat sweets.

"The child was burned to death, like a piece of coke. It's very pitiful!" Dahlman continued. "The woman refused to be buried. She said that her child was not dead and was still fine. She wanted to continue to take care of him. What should we do? She didn’t even listen to my advice.”

Du Yongxiao is nothing.

Next to them, Phillip and Jim felt a chill. Listening to the woman talking crazily in the burned-out house, a horrifying and tragic picture came to mind. A charred child was lying on the bed, and the mad woman was facing him. Great care.

"In short, most people in the village can't survive now. If it weren't for the recent Confucius Institute enrollment, many young people went to school to learn to speak Chinese, learn sewing machines, and learn cooking. Maybe this existence would have disappeared long ago. !" After Dalman finished speaking, he blew out a breath of smoke and said, "Everyone in our village is now so grateful to the great savior and benefactor who established the Confucius Institute! If possible, we people are willing to work for him for the rest of our lives. , to repay his kindness to us!"

Feili and Jim stepped forward and were about to say that the great benefactor and savior is right in front of you, but they were stopped by Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao glanced at the village and said, "What he did is not good enough!"

Dalman was suspicious, "What's wrong?"

Du Yongxiao's eyes flashed with a cold light, "At least, he didn't kill all those damn people!"

(End of this chapter)