Chapter 471 The Old Man Carrying Water
Zhuang Liya glared at Lu Jingheng in dissatisfaction: "Brother-in-law! Are you crazy about getting married? You keep talking about it, and I've gotten calluses out of my ears."
Staring back without showing any weakness, Lu Jingheng retorted: "Then cover your ears and don't listen."
"I won't. Who told you to speak so loudly? I couldn't cover it up even if I wanted to." Zhuang Liya didn't want to lose her momentum, so she argued with Lu Jingheng.
Bai Yangfan shouted angrily, "Shut up!"
Zhuang Liya and Lu Jingheng were stunned, and then they stopped talking. Ella and Vera, who were watching from the side, felt it was amazing.
Among the three, the little girl with a cold face is the leader.
"Neither of them counts," she scolded, and they both fell silent. Especially the little girl who was talking to them, who shrank back in fear, immediately ran over and hugged her sister's arm, and began to act cute and fawning.
Dr. Chen's two daughters are so cute. The eldest is very cold and expressionless, while the second is lively and active, but she is extremely afraid of her older sister.
As soon as his sister said something harsh to him, he immediately became timid and started wagging his tail and spinning around his owner like a puppy, acting cute and funny.
It was obvious that the man was my sister's husband. When he looked at my sister, his eyes were full of tenderness and deep affection that was almost overflowing from his eyes.
Old man Ella has run a hotel all his life. He has seen all kinds of people and has a sharp eye for people.
You can basically tell at a glance whether a person's mind is pure and kind, or treacherous and vicious.
The three of them said hello to old man Ella, said they wanted to go for a walk in the town, and went out together.
Their purpose was not to wander around, but to carefully observe the deployment of government forces. A large part of the rebels were originally government forces, but because of their different stances, they each served their own party.
Even if they oppose the government and become Saint Seiya, their tactics of deploying troops would probably be similar to those of the government forces.
I just strolled around the town and didn't see many government soldiers moving around, only ordinary people.
Wearing tattered clothes, both men and women had headscarves and robes wrapped around their bodies, their eyes showing expressions of worry, pain, helplessness, or anxiety, and they were in a hurry.
Although the shops on both sides of the street were open, the supplies were pitifully scarce, and even the most basic daily necessities were missing.
Outside the town, military trucks and jeeps could occasionally be seen speeding past, leaving clouds of dust flying all over the sky.
The roads here are all primitive dirt roads, with no cement or asphalt on them. Not to mention driving, even walking on them will leave a layer of dust on your heels.
"Wife! Let's go! There's nothing to see. We'll see what happens tomorrow. We don't have to take the supply truck." Lu Jingheng pointed at the man pulling water on a donkey cart. "Let's go over and ask him where he's sending the water."
Zhuang Liya and Bai Yangfan both looked over and saw an old man wearing a turban and a yellow robe, driving a donkey cart slowly.
There were two large wooden barrels on the donkey cart, filled with water, clean water, which should not be for domestic use.
Those two wooden barrels were very large, and it was impossible for an average family to use such large barrels to store water.
Letting go of Bai Yangfan's hand, Zhuang Liya ran over, bowed politely to the old man, and asked him, "Uncle! Are you selling this water?"
The uncle looked at him, a little embarrassed, and replied: "It's for sale, do you want to buy it?"
"I'm not buying it." Zhuang Liya shook her head. Seeing no one was paying attention to them, she lowered her voice and asked, "Uncle! Are you going to ship this water to Kuqiya to sell it?"
The old man looked at Zhuang Liya in surprise, a little unhappy: "You are not going to buy it, why are you asking so many questions?"
Zhuang Liya looked aggrieved and said, "Uncle! I'm just asking. I don't mean anything else. I want to go to Kuqia to find my father. He's been captured by the rebels."
Based on my previous understanding of the people here, they are generally quite honest, don't like gossip, and don't like to pry into other people's privacy. Even if they know something, if it doesn't concern their own interests, they will never tell others.
Zhuang Liya told the truth, on the one hand to test the old man's reaction, and on the other hand she wanted to go to that place as soon as possible to rescue people.
After finding the person, they took him away immediately to avoid him staying in the dusty air any longer, which almost suffocated her.
The old man was slightly startled and stopped his donkey cart: "You came here to look for your father? Who is your father?"
"Then are you delivering water to the Kuqia village?" Zhuang Liya asked back.
Without answering her question, the old man began to analyze it himself: "You are Chinese, right? Your father must be one of those Chinese. It's just that your appearance is too abrupt, it's hard to blend in."
But there was one thing he didn't say: if you followed him in, it wouldn't be that difficult.
He delivered water along small roads where no one would check on him. Sometimes he would bring his family to help. Kuqiya Village was short of water. In fact, their entire town was short of water.
It was a few years ago when a large number of Chinese people came to the town and dug wells that alleviated the local people's difficulty in finding drinking water.
They also built a construction site at the border of Kuqiya village and the town, and dug a well there.
The construction site was requisitioned by the anti-government forces, and the well naturally belonged to them as well.
The old man came to the town to fetch water to be transported to Kuqiya. The government army did not make things difficult for him, knowing that he had no choice but to come out to fetch water.
Who gave him the donkey cart? If he dared not come, he would probably die.
Of course, if he didn't have the donkey cart, he wouldn't be allowed out.
Even if the government forces killed him, it would be useless. They would ask other people to fetch water. Anyway, the ones who died were ordinary people like them, and it had nothing to do with the Saints.
Kill one and they will push out another. As long as there are people in the Kuqia village, we must come to fetch water for them.
The man fetching water in front had been shot dead by government forces, and even his donkey cart had been confiscated, but they still did not react and sent him out.
If he is also killed, then someone else will be sent. The job of fetching water can only be done by the villagers of Kuchia. The Saints will never be sent out to do such a high-risk job.
Looking at Bai Yangfan, Lu Jingheng and Zhuang Liya were silent, and a trace of sadness flashed across the old man's eyes: "I am a villager from Kuqia, and I was forced to come out to fetch water for those people.
I know the situation inside. You came here to take your relatives away! Tell me what your relatives do. Are they from the research institute or the construction site?
Lu Jingheng asked back: "Is there any difference?"
Of the four people they wanted to take away, Dr. Chen and his assistant were from the research institute, while the two supervisors were from the construction site. The state-invested project here was energy extraction, and the supervisors were also appointed by the state.
We must find a way to bring them back. From what the old man said, the people from the research institute and the people on the construction site were guarded separately, which invisibly increased the difficulty of their rescue.
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