Chapter 347: Poverty Doesn't Need Pity

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Ruan Mianmian threw the child to Fu Tingze and went straight to Mazhou City.

On the way, she was always worried about Fu Qian, and sent WeChat messages to Fu Ting from time to time. Fortunately, Fu Ting reported the situation between him and Fu Qian in time, and Ruan Mianmian's heart hanging in the air slowly let go.

In fact, she was also very reluctant to leave Fu Qian, after all, he had only been more than a month, but her partner was now detained in an unfamiliar place, even if she couldn't leave, she had to leave.

Because Fu Qian left her, there was still Baba, but Zhou Zhou and they left her, there was really no hope.

They are also a group of people who have been abandoned by their partners.

Ran goose, when Ruan Mianmian took a three-hour plane, a four-hour bus, a taxi for more than half an hour, and finally had to take three jumpers to the Zhangjiacun Police Station, she also wanted to abandon these unproductive ones!

This place, I don't want to come back a second time after killing Ruan Mianmian!!

Standing in front of the gate of the Zhangjiacun Police Station, the simple characters and the simple cement house made Ruan Mianmian frown slightly.

Mazhou City is located in the southwest of China, the terrain is high, all of them are mountains, and the economy is generally not good. Many left-behind children and empty nesters are mostly from here.

It's already a little cold here on an October day. When Ruan Mianmian arrived at the Zhangjiacun police station, the two incandescent lamps hanging at the door were simple and simple, and there were some flying insects flying around them.

"@#%@@ยฅยฅ..."A man came out of it, his face was a little rough, and when he saw Ruan Mianmian, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he muttered a dialect.

"What?" Ruan Mianmian looked confused.

The man was stunned for a moment, then asked in broken Mandarin, "Are you looking for it?" โ€

Ruan Mianmian understood this sentence, she leaned against the wall, and said with a tired face: "You called me and said that my employees were detained, and asked me to take them back." โ€

The man suddenly realized and let Ruan Mianmian in: "Oh, four you, we thought you weren't coming." โ€

It was already very dark, and Ruan Mianmian also walked in all the way.

After entering, she saw Zhou Zhou, Zhang Ranran and Cui Jun squatting in the corner, and the three of them were also tired, occasionally meeting to communicate.

The furnishings inside the police station are also extremely simple, with a few simple red desks forming a large table full of A4 paper and blue folders, and the bench is a long large horse stool.

Except for a few tin safes, there are no more furnishings here.

It's so simple that it's distressing.

"Boss ?!!!" Zhou Zhou looked up by chance and saw Ruan Mianmian standing at the door.

It's like an angel who suddenly came to the world, and the joy and love of being loved are beyond words.

"Damn, it's really the boss!!" Zhang Ranran was also shocked.

The people who said they didn't know the road and left them alone in the morning, but at this moment they are in front of their eyes!

Agitated! Move! Joy! And that kind of homely warmth.

For a while, many emotions came to my head, and I couldn't help but wet my eyes.

"You pigs, my mother almost died on the road!" Ruan Mianmian saw that they looked like little daughters-in-law, and the appearance that could have exploded was replaced by a speechless look.

I really don't want to scold them.

"Boss, don't say it, come and give me a hug, you're so cute!" Zhang Ranran's eyes were red and his arms were open.

"Hug it, ten thousand." Ruan Mianmian smiled coldly.

Zhang Ranran: ...

Can't hold it.

"You're Ruan Mimi?" A young policeman's little brother came over and asked Ruan Mianmian.

Ruan Mianmian was confused for a long time before she heard that it was her name that was being called.

Damn,I'm still wondering whose soft Mimi is Mimi...

"It's me, but my name is Mianmian, baa~~~ Mianmian, understand?" Ruan Mianmian patiently explained.

"Oh." The little brother let out an expressionless sigh.

Ruan Mianmian: ...

Oh your sister!

"Your three surplus workers were sued by the workers of a factory in our village, saying that they would casually enter the factory to shoot if they agreed, which means that they will take pictures secretly." The little brother tried his best to explain the reason for the incident in Mandarin that Ruan Mianmian could understand.

Ruan Mianmian nodded understandingly, glared at them, and then asked, "Then how can I take them away now?" โ€

The little brother thought for a moment and said, "Fine." โ€

Ruan Mianmian took a breath, no, as soon as she mentioned money, she wanted to leave.

"Boss, it's not a lot, don't be nervous." Zhou Zhou saw Ruan Mianmian's resistant expression, and hurriedly explained beside him.

The little brother also nodded in agreement and said, "It's not like a lot, five thousand." โ€

Three people, five thousand, really not much.

However, handing over the money with her own hands, Ruan Mianmian felt that her heart was bleeding.

"Can I swipe my card?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

The little brother shook his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's not sour." โ€

Ruan Mianmian frowned slightly, she didn't like the little brother's current expression and his slightly inferior tone.

She smiled, trying to face him with as much gentleness as possible.

"Good thing I brought cash, you wait." Ruan Mianmian said.

The little brother nodded.

Ruan Mianmian walked to the big stool on the side, sat down, put her hands into the schoolbag, and did not take out the money, but counted five thousand in the schoolbag and gave it to the little brother.

"Look, right?"

The little brother looked at Ruan Mianmian's white and clean hands holding the money, and his hands trembled slightly, as if he didn't dare to take it, and as if he was afraid to reach out to take it.

The appearance of carefully protecting his dignity in front of outsiders made Ruan Mianmian's eyes ache.

It shouldn't be like this.

People here, because they don't have the conditions, they seem to be born to dare not communicate with people, because they are afraid that others will look down on them because of poverty.

The more she thought about it, the more Ruan Mianmian's face became gentle.

Later, Ruan Mianmian gradually understood that his initial idea was wrong.

The more gentle they are, the more they show that they feel sorry for them, and when they see the change in their faces, they also know that the other party is pitying them.

What they want has never been mercy, but normal treatment.

...

The little brother took the money, didn't count it, and said to Ruan Mianmian: "You show me your ID card, sign it and go." โ€

Ruan Mianmian nodded and cooperatively took out her ID card.

The little brother then looked at it, compared it, then nodded and said, "You go here and sign it." โ€

"Okay."

The lighting here is not good, and the house architecture here is not good, but the bad here does not affect Ruan Mianmian's beauty and elegance.

Her appearance itself has brought a certain amount of pressure here. If it had been someone else, he might not have taken the person away so quickly.

After signing, Ruan Mianmian shook hands with the little brother, bowed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry for your trouble, I hope you can understand." โ€

The little brother was a little frightened, waved his hand, and said, "It's okay, it's our job." โ€

Ruan Mianmian nodded, and then walked in front of Zhou Zhou and them: "Go!" โ€

Zhou San got up happily and bowed to the little brother, and then the four of them left the police station together.

The little brother watched them leave, thinking about their identity as reporters, and a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes.