"Mr. Du, this family is relatively poor in the neighborhood, but after the establishment of the Confucius Institute, the daughter of the family went to the Confucius Institute, and now she not only learns Chinese in school, but also learns tailoring skills in her spare time!"

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

Most of the villagers here help the white manor owners grow coffee beans for a living, but although the coffee beans are expensive, they don't have their share, and all the money goes into the pockets of the white manor owners, and they get very little pay, only enough for the family to eat and drink, and even buy clothes.

At this moment, Du Yongxiao, who is also the chief superintendent of the Kenya Police Force and a major general of the National Defense Force, accompanied by Du Yongshun, a small man, and the loyal eagle dogs Fili and Jim, are in private visits to various parts of Kenya to observe the people's feelings.

Du Yongxiao gave a detailed introduction to Dalman, the village of Wuda Village, this is an honest old black man, with a bent back, the skin on his face is wrinkled like orange peel, and his eyes are cloudy.

Village Darman heard that Du Yongxiao was a big man, and the people who accompanied him were all high-ranking officials, although with his IQ and status, he could not understand why Du Yongxiao, a Chinese, had such a big face, but he still enthusiastically introduced him to the situation of their village.

"There are a total of 53 families in our village, many of whom are poor households, and the first pair of pants in the family is worn by the family. Many girls are also naked at home, and they dare not see anyone! As he spoke, Darman pulled a tobacco leaf from his bosom and pulled a cigarette into his pocket.

They also grow tobacco here, but it's a very inferior kind, and the whites don't smoke it or eat it, they grow it themselves and eat it themselves.

Du Yongxiao put his hands behind his back, looked at the dilapidated adobe houses in the village, as well as the skinny chickens and dogs, and the naked children playing around, turned his head and saw the old village chief rubbing cigarettes, so he smiled and took out his cigarettes, handed them over and said, "Come, try this." ”

The old village Darman was flattered, hurriedly stuffed his tobacco back in, respectfully took the Marlboro cigarettes handed over by Du Yongxiao with both hands, and was reluctant to smoke them, but smelled them before they reached his nose, and then smiled: "This is a good thing, and you know that it is very valuable when you smell it!" I'm going to have to hide it and smoke it slowly. ”

Du Yongxiao saw that he said something interesting, so he handed over the whole box of cigarettes, "I'll give it to you!" You don't have to smoke slowly, just smoke a few more if you like! ”

"How does this work? No merit! The old village Darman is also an honest man, and he feels that he has taken advantage of Du Yongxiao, and he refuses to accept it.

Filipe said on the side: "Mr. Du gives it to you, you can take it, what are you doing with your ramblings?" ”

Only then did the old village Darman open his mouth, revealing his blackened broken teeth and smiling at Du Yongxiao: "Then thank you!" ”

"You're welcome, just help me introduce more about the situation on your side!"

"As it should be!" Darman said, "In a poor place like ours, there are no big people all year round, and you are the first!" Even our county magistrate didn't come to see us, even if we starved to death, he wouldn't show his face! On the contrary, the robbers of the Scythe Gang often come to our place-——"

"The Scythes?" Du Yongxiao was surprised.

Filip hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Du, that's the case." The Scythe Gang is a native gang in Kenya, these people were originally farmers who helped harvest rice fields on the estate, and then they were tricked into doing evil everywhere, they are famous for robbing with scythes, and their leader is called Coyote Lobanne! ”

"Yes, Mr. Du! The Scythe Gang is notorious in Kenya! Jim, who was like a bamboo pole, also stepped forward and said, "They have done everything they have done to rob houses and houses, and they have robbed cattle and sheep like these villages!" Even some people's barely subsistence rice grains were looted by them! ”

"And that's not all!" "They also robbed the village girls, and they either humiliated them or sold them!" A lot of people hate them to the core! ”

Du Yongxiao frowned, "Since they are so evil, why didn't you sweep them up before you were the police?" ”

"This -——" Fili and Jim looked at each other and said ashamedly, "You know, we policemen couldn't even eat enough before, and we didn't have any other ability than to oppress the good people, let alone exterminate these bandits." ”

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

Not far away, Du Yongshun was handing out candy to those bare-bottomed children.

His simple appearance made the children revolve around him, giggling, adding a touch of happiness to this poor and dilapidated village.

At this moment, a crazy lame black woman ran out of a burned hut and said to Du Yongshun: "Sugar, I want to eat sugar candy!" ”

Du Yongshun stuffed a handful of candy in his hand into her.

The crazy woman grabbed the candy and giggled, "Give it to the child, give it to the child, I won't eat it!" With a muttering mouth, he ran towards the black, burned-out house.

Seeing this, the old village Darman shook his head and sighed: "Poor woman! ”

"What's the pitiful way?" Du Yongxiao put his hands behind his back and said curiously.

So the old village Dahlman told the story of the woman.

This woman was born in the village, born with a disability, specifically a very severe lameness, not very good-looking, and short.

The family in the village was poor, and his parents married a domestic violence man from a neighboring village, and after giving birth to a boy, he was beaten out of the house by his in-laws, and he was lying on the muddy ground on a rainy day, and there was no way to contact others, so he kept crying.

The neighbor couldn't stand it and contacted her mother's family, who was very disgusted and took her back.

Her parents picked coffee beans for others at the nearby manor, and she followed the manor to bring tea and water to others, limping and willing to do any hard work.

According to the old villager, Dalman, he often passed by the manor and saw her struggling to move among the coffee trees with a broken stick, surrounded by the sneers of the pickers.

After eating this kind of rice for a year, her parents immediately arranged a marriage for her, a fifty-year-old black man, also in the same village, the family lived far away in the mountains, and there was a big pond at the old man's door, raising a lot of "tilapia" known as "African crucian carp".

A year later, she gave birth to another son.

The old man went to the white manor to work and work, she was alone at home with her son, and every day she had to carry a broken stick to cut fish and grass in the grass field, and the child was carried on her back, and she was halfway through the work.

Village Darman had seen it twice, and he wanted to vomit when he heard the swear words, and once he was so angry that he couldn't help but scold the men fiercely, scolding a lot of swearing, and in the end Darman lost his temper, because he understood that everything was useless.

She never responded to the ridicule, just worked silently, and at the time she was only 17 years old, with a patchy face, small eyes, a large, dry mouth, a dull gaze, no underwear, maybe no underwear at all.

As the head of the village, Darman took pity on her, so he found a few clothes from his wife and gave them to her, and that time Darman saw her smile for the first time, although ugly, but very beautiful.

According to Darman's words, she has always lived so stubbornly, and her only spiritual sustenance is her child, a skinny little black child who is thinner than a little milk dog.

"What a pity! Our village is so poor, especially the hateful Scythe Gang, who often come to ransack our village! Darman sighed, and finally bit a Marlboro in his mouth, his eyes were melancholy, "Last month, the Sickle Gang came here, not only robbed the Mosa family's sheep and Zige's cattle, but also wreaked havoc and burned down many houses, including this poor woman's house, and the most hateful thing is that the woman went to work in the fields at that time, and the child was left alone at home, locked the door, and was burned alive in the house!" ”

When Darman said this, his eyes began to become moist, and he wiped it and said: "At that time, many bandits from the Scythe Gang were watching, watching the kid knock on the door desperately, desperately trying to escape, not only did they not help, but they laughed on the sidelines!" These people are not men, they are beasts! It's a brute! ”

In the end, Darman couldn't hold back anymore and scolded.

After listening to this story, Du Yongxiao remained silent, just watched the lame woman running in as if talking to her own child and letting her eat candy.

"The child was burned to death, like a piece of charcoal, very pitiful!" Darman continued, "The woman desperately refused to let him be buried, saying that her child was not dead, that it was fine, and that she would continue to take care of him. No matter how much we tried to persuade her, she wouldn't listen. ”

Du Yongxiao is nothing.

Beside them, Fili and Jim had a chill, listening to the woman's crazy words in the burned house, and made up a terrifying and tragic picture in their minds, a charred child lying on the bed, and the mad woman caring for him.

"In short, most of the people in the village can't survive now, if it weren't for the recent enrollment of the Confucius Institute, many young people would have gone to school, to learn to speak Chinese, to learn sewing machines, to learn cooking, maybe this existence would have been gone a long time ago!" After Darman finished speaking, he spat out a puff of smoke and said, "Everyone in our village is now so grateful to the great savior and benefactor who established the Confucius Institute!" If we can, we are willing to be cattle and horses for him for the rest of our lives, and repay him for our kindness! ”

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

Du Yongxiao glanced at the village and said, "He hasn't done well enough!" ”

Darman wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

Du Yongxiao's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, "At least, he didn't kill all those damned people!" ”

(End of chapter)