After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 113 Death is a Wordless Farewell

From the distribution of materials, to the population registration and separation control of the entire Xiaolan County, it was almost at night that a small step in the plan was taken.

The southwest is the hardest-hit area of ​​the plague outbreak, while the northeast has fewer patients, so everyone prepared to transfer asymptomatic people to the northeast.

The room where Su Jiuer lived was sealed by Yan Yunxiao that night, and the curtains were cut with his best cloak.

After all, there are big men here, and no one has considered how inconvenient it is for Su Jiuer to live here with a woman. If someone stands by the window and takes a look, there is no secret in the room.

In order to prevent these days, everyone used water boiled with ginger and tangerine peel to wipe their bodies, and then wiped it with warm water for a second time. So far, it is quite effective.

By the time everyone was busy with everything and ready to fall asleep, it was almost midnight.

"Knock down."

There was another knock on the door, this time Su Jiu'er didn't answer, but opened the door a little and looked outside.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Su Jiu'er muttered in a low voice.

"Why are you here again?"

This person is none other than Yan Yunxiao who squeezed into his room last night.

Yan Yunxiao was wearing a mask, and Su Jiu'er couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only see the depths in his eyes, the waves were calm, and he looked arrogant.

In fact, he moved his thin lips under the mask, but he didn't know what to say.

Do you want him to say that he just likes to sleep in the same room with her?
He didn't speak for a while, seeing him standing silently outside the door, looking at her with his head down, Su Jiu'er actually felt that he was wronged.

Sighing in her heart, she opened the door, "Come in."

Seeing that Yan Yunxiao was about to step in, he suddenly heard two big men walking in front of the front street, saying, "Let's go, let's go."

Su Jiu'er glanced curiously, seeing that they were walking towards the south, she couldn't help but frowned, "It's so late, why are Brother Jin Wu's people still not resting?"

Yan Yunxiao also looked back, then took Su Jiu'er's hand and said, "Go and have a look."

Before Su Jiu'er could refuse, Yan Yunxiao dragged her to follow those two people.

After walking through this street and reaching another small road, they saw not only these two people coming, but also other villagers who were working behind Jin Wu, and some of them were holding firewood stalks in their hands, heading south one after another.

Su Jiu'er's temples twitched violently, and subconsciously exchanged a glance with Yan Yunxiao.

I still remember that when they first arrived in Xiaolan County, they saw a few big men carrying corpses on the street, and the direction they carried was south.

Many of them already knew this "adult" who came to help Xiaolan County, and after meeting them on the way, they greeted Yan Yunxiao and Su Jiu'er warmly.

Su Jiu'er didn't ask what they were going for, but she probably guessed it.

After all, the plague outbreak in Xiaolan County has been going on for a long time, and there are not a few people who died of the disease.Although Jin Wu is a butcher, he also knows that rotten pork will emit a peculiar smell, and those who smoke it will feel sick, let alone these plague-bearing corpses.

If this is really ignored and the corpses are allowed to rot and stink on the street, the plague situation in Xiaolan County will only get worse.

So these corpses were moved to the death pit in the south by everyone, and large-scale cremation was carried out regularly.

In this way, cremation is just a respectful statement for the dead, but it is actually just burning the corpse, lest the decay of the corpse will increase the deterioration of the plague.

Su Jiu'er knew that this was a relatively practical method.

After all, in modern society, burials are no longer allowed. Now it is stipulated that all cremations are required, and there is no difference in essence.

It's just that this kind of large-scale burning of corpses is unavoidably a little confusing.

She quickly grabbed Yan Yunxiao and said, "My lord, I'm sleepy, let's go back."

However, they have already walked up this half-high hill.

The environment here is desolate, and there are many crop fields at the foot of the mountain that have been abandoned, and there are many small bumps protruding from the side, and there is a tombstone in front of each bump.

This place used to be the cemetery of Xiaolan County.

After that, there was a half-height hill, and after going up the hill, there was a huge pit. It seemed that one year the mountain trembled, and the mountain collapsed in one piece.

And to the south, there are mountain peaks that stretch for dozens of miles, and you can't see the end at a glance.

Walking forward for another quarter of an hour, Yan Yunxiao and Su Jiu'er could see the dead man's pit.

Yan Yunxiao thought she was scared and didn't want to see these things, so she said softly, "Don't be afraid, if you don't want to see, just follow the widow and close your eyes."

After speaking, he patted Su Jiu'er's head, held her hand tightly, and continued to walk forward.

In fact, Su Jiuer is not afraid, but just feels that these pictures look uncomfortable, and visually speaking, it is a strong impact.

But seeing that Yan Yunxiao couldn't be persuaded, she had no choice but to follow.

There were about twenty men standing on the edge of the big pit, all holding torches in their hands and looking into the fire pit.

But the bottom of the pit was so dark that nothing could be seen.

The sound of lamenting and choking came one after another, and Jin Wu was among them.

After he said a word, everyone threw the torches in their hands into the big pit, and the torches fell on the corpse at the bottom of the pit, instantly setting their underwear on fire.

The flames surged and joined together, illuminating all the scenes at the bottom of the pit.

Su Jiu'er subconsciously leaned towards Yan Yunxiao, and Yan Yunxiao stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, and with the other hand, he turned her head and pressed it in his arms.

The flames made a crackling sound, and Yan Yunxiao's deep voice was mixed with it and fell into Su Jiu'er's ears.

"Don't look."

He frowned, and saw the pale and cold faces of the people at the bottom of the pit illuminated by the flames, some even had black lips, purple hands and feet, and even corpses covered with dark spots.

The wind is very strong tonight, blowing the fire even more vigorously.

In addition to the sound of the wind and hunting flames, there were also the low whimpering voices of some big men.

Plague is a natural disaster, a force of nature that our tiny human beings simply cannot contend with.

The only thing we can do now is to unite as one and never give in.

At the bottom of the pit, there seemed to be relatives of the man present. They brought white paper money with them. They couldn't hold back their tears, and then they scattered the paper money in the air. A gust of wind blew all the white mourning in the sky into the bottom of the pit.

Death is a silent farewell.

The more ordinary this emotion is, the more it pokes people's heart.

Almost all the people present were coerced by this atmosphere, some were already crying, and some were not crying, but their eyes were already red.

Su Jiu'er didn't know what was wrong with her, she just felt that she had seen too many such bleak scenes these days, but because she had devoted herself to work before, she had no extra time to be sad.

Today, at this moment, she really couldn't hold back her emotions.

The little head curled up in Yan Yunxiao's arms and wept tremblingly, but didn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)