There were several times when she took out her phone and wanted to make a call, but in the end, she endured it in the end. At this time, she really did not know who she should call.
After silently boiling a pot of water in front of Lin Xuemei, Li Wenlong started to walk around the courtyard alone. Seeing the wild weeds that filled the courtyard, Li Wenlong suddenly had an impulse to change the appearance of this place.
Fortunately, it had just rained in the capital, so the ground was still wet. After working hard for half an hour, he had finally found some results, and the weeds in the front of the courtyard had basically been removed, using the feeling that he was able to find the storage room, and as if his wish had been fulfilled, he found the hoes and tools, but with a trace of hope, Li Wenlong searched for a corner in the storage room, but did not find any tools to grind stones. Under his helplessness, he could only look for a small stone and rubbed it on the shovel to feel that it was about right.
Rolling over the ground, leveling the floor, cleaning the trash, after working for nearly two hours, there was finally a trace of human life in the yard. At this moment, the sky was slowly darkening.
Walking out of the room, Lin Xuemei originally wanted to see why her father hadn't come back yet, but she coincidentally saw Li Wenlong busy tidying up the trash, and as she looked at the courtyard that had been tidied up, a trace of indescribable emotion surfaced in Lin Xuemei's heart.
"Wen Long, come in and take a rest," Lin Xuemei entered the house and took out a towel to help Li Wenlong wipe off the sweat on her face.
"It's almost over," Li Wenlong said as she pounded her somewhat sore waist. "Since I have nothing better to do, I might as well clean up the courtyard. Oh right, are there any flowers or plants that are selling around here? We can buy some to plant them."
"It's already this season, let's talk about it next time!" Lin Xuemei said vaguely.
Seeing that Lin Xuemei was not interested in this matter, Li Wenlong did not continue talking about it. He knew that the person Lin Xuemei was most concerned about was his father. Why is she still not back yet? Didn't he say that she had asked to spend the past few days with her daughter?
After drinking a mouthful of water that Lin Xuemei took out, Li Wenlong once again returned to cleaning up the mess. He never liked abandoning halfway, furthermore, she herself had no way to resolve the other person's problems, so she might as well just collapse and do some practical work!
After he finished packing, Li Wenlong still did not see any sign of Lin Wanjiang returning. He returned the tools back to the storage room, and after thinking about it, Li Wenlong decided to go out and look around.
After taking note of the house's number, Li Wenlong went out on the street and walked in the opposite direction from where she had left in the morning. This was because Li Wenlong had observed everything carefully when she was about to leave in the car, there was no market place there at all.
After walking for around a kilometer, Li Wenlong noticed that there seemed to be more people walking around. All of them were holding baskets in their hands, and inside were more or less eggs, meat, and the like.
Li Wenlong was overjoyed. Needless to say, it seemed like there was a possibility that the market was right in front of him.
As expected, after running about 300-400 meters, a market appeared in front of Li Wenlong. However, the scale of the market surprised him, the market was not even close to being called a market, and all the stalls added up to be around a dozen or so shops, a few of them selling vegetables, some selling meat, and, hey, what was going on in front, why were there so many people surrounding them?
Li Wenlong stretched out her neck, but was still unable to see the situation clearly. She quickened her pace, and in just a few steps, Li Wenlong was already in front of him.
"Old man, you have no business here, mind your own business, and save some energy to go back into your coffin," a scolding voice entered Li Wenlong's ears.
"You … What you're doing is inhumane. It's... "It's an unspeakable tragedy. It's an incomprehensible behavior …" The voice of an old man broke the silence.
"Old man, you want to be a Bodhisattva? Go to heaven! Others are blocking your path to wealth!" Another vicious voice rang out.
What had happened?
Relying on his superior physique, Li Wenlong forced open a crack and entered. The scene in front of him shocked him.
There were pigeons, sparrows, and a few other birds inside, and a few dogs inside a relatively large cage beside it. It seemed that none of them were very big, but of course, such a scene couldn't shock anyone, what was even more shocking was that there was a shelf beside them with several bloody animal corpses hanging from it. There was even blood dripping from the shelves, and scattered all over the place were feathers of birds and fur of dogs.
Even a young and strong man like Li Wenlong would feel bloodied after seeing such a scene, let alone the few flowers from her homeland.
There were two fierce-looking men standing next to the shelf. Although it was already late in the evening, they were still bare-chested with knives in their hands. Their target was an old man.
Judging from his clothes, he should at least be a retired old worker. The old man used his body to protect the cages, without a doubt, he wanted to stop the two of them from continuing to kill.
"Old thing, did you hear that? Get lost!" Seeing that there were more and more people surrounding them, one of the men started to get impatient. He pointed his knife at the old man and started cursing.
"No, you can't kill these lifeforms!" The old man stubbornly used his frail body to protect those pitiful little animals.
"Nonsense, if we don't kill them, how are we going to make money? If we don't kill them, what are you going to eat? He thought it was very fragrant when he was eating, but now he pretended to be kind. "You beast with a human face …" Another man pointed a knife at the old man's chest. "I'll say it one last time, hurry up and f * ck off. Otherwise, don't blame me for being blind."
"Laozi? "Who are you calling laozi? You don't even know who you're on top of when I'm around!" The old man's face turned red, but he refused to leave the cages.
There were a lot of people around, but there were also a lot of people pointing at them. However, none of them stepped forward to say anything, and judging by their expressions, they would certainly denounce this kind of behavior, but there were certain unreasonable phenomena in society that prevented them from meddling in other people's business.
"Motherf * cker, I think you're really going to refuse a toast and drink a forfeit instead!" One of the men finally couldn't take it anymore and went forward to grab the old man's collar. "I told you to f * ck off! Did you hear me?"
His feet were unsteady, and he almost fell down. The man behind the old man, seeing that the old man was about to fall to the ground, not only did he not go forward to help him, but he also quickly took a step back. The other people around him were the same as him, all taking a neat step back.
Judging from their attire, there was no lack of high-level intellectuals. However, when facing the old man who was about to fall, they all chose to escape without exception.
Li Wenlong was not far from the old man, but she was not very close either. At this moment, he could no longer afford to think about anything else, she could only stride forward and steadily support the old man's back.
Li Wenlong did not blame those people who had taken a step back. The reason for this sort of indifference was basically the entire society, and not just a single person. Just a while ago, Li Wenlong had just seen a case where an old man who had tripped had been sued by the old man, it was about a kind person who had gone to help an old man who had been tripped on the ground or hit by a car. Not only would the old man not thank him, he would even frame the person who had helped him, saying that he was the person who had bumped into him.
Facing an old man who had fallen, if it was in the past, most people would most likely step forward to help him. But now, when the Peng Yu case and the Xu Yunhe case appeared, this unquestionable choice was branded with a question mark by many. Support, or not support? As a result, many people choose to watch from the sidelines or slip away quietly out of consideration for their own safety after a series of thoughts and struggles. There are events such as "the old people's district falls for 20 minutes and no one helps them to die", "the old people in their sixties fall on the road in the rain and no one helps them", "the old people do not carry around because they are afraid of falling", and so on.
Sigh, it was unknown if the decline of a society was due to the progress of human civilization or a setback to it.
As Li Wenlong was thinking, the old man had already rushed forward again.
"We can't kill him!" Without enough time to thank Li Wenlong for saving her life, the old man immediately went forward to grab the man's arm, because she saw that the man had killed a white pigeon that symbolized peace.
"You old fogey." Without even looking at the old man behind him, the man stabbed at the old man's chest with his backhand.
Li Wenlong was shocked. The old man's force was strong and her body was weak. If she were to be cut like that, the result would be …
Li Wenlong did not dare to think any further, grabbing one of the old man's arm, pulling him towards herself, then using the inertia from the pulling, she rushed forward, at the same time extending his right hand that resembled an iron pincer. Just as everyone's hearts were about to reach their throats, Li Wenlong's hand grabbed onto the blade that was about to touch the old man's throat.
Li Wenlong's target was originally the person's arm, but because of the condition, her hands could only touch the blade, honestly speaking, she hesitated for a moment, but she gritted his teeth and welcomed it, because if he gave up, he would definitely hurt the old man's chest. Compared to that, Li Wenlong felt that her injuries were the best, since she was young, her body could still withstand the pain.