Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

Chapter 49 Is this girl going to heaven?
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Wen Nuan screamed again: "This person had a fever yesterday, could it be the plague?"

"what?!"

Everyone's expression changed, including the folks in the village.

The plague is contagious!
Da Lang and San Lang had already seen the warmth of the refugees crowded in the crowd when those people fell down, but they were afraid that the refugees would hurt her, so they didn't dare to speak out.

Seeing Wen Nuan's actions, the two looked at each other and understood her intentions.

"Oops!" Nuan Nuan backed away several meters, "terrified" said: "I was so close to them just now, could I be infected?"

As soon as Wen Nuan's voice fell, there was no one around those people who fainted in the blink of an eye.

All the refugees retreated far away, all panicked.

None of them want to die!

"I heard that there was a place where the refugees were infected with the plague and the village was closed. To prevent the plague infection, the imperial court sent troops to burn the entire village to death. Those who were not infected with the plague were also burned to death. It was very miserable. Wen Nuan covered her face and began to "cry".

This is what happened in the previous dynasty, and some refugees have heard these rumors.

"Come on, go!"

The refugees did not dare to stay for a quarter of an hour, and ran out of the village one after another.

The refugees on the side of the vegetable field didn't know what was going on, and when they heard someone shouting "there is a plague", they scrambled away in fright.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Wen Nuan stunned the refugees who were more arrogant just now.

After the refugees left, the old village head and other villagers at the No. 1 well hurried back: "Is there really a plague?"

Wen Nuan saw that the refugees who broke into the village had left, so she whispered to the old village chief, "Grandpa, the village chief, I said that to scare the refugees."

Yang Dazhu, Deng Shi and others beside Dalang looked astonished, and looked at the dozens of refugees lying on the ground: "Then these people?"

Just now they saw with their own eyes that these people suddenly twitched a few times before falling to the ground.

"I pricked their acupuncture points with silver needles while they were not paying attention, and they just fainted." Nuan Nuan had already thought of an excuse: "They will wake up later, let's tie them up first."

Everyone knew that Nuan Nuan's grandfather was a traveling doctor, and she also learned some medical skills, and after Nuan Wen did approach these people just now, they fell to the ground, so no one questioned her words.

After confirming that it was not the plague, the whole village breathed a sigh of relief.

When the crisis was over, the women and children in the village began to cry again.

"This group of goddamn people ruined my vegetable field... They also robbed my family of food... How can we live with this..."

The men in the village either looked angry or sad, and the old village chief stood there with a sullen face.

"This group of people should be damned!" Sanlang raised his foot and kicked the bound refugees hard.

This time Wen Xing's family didn't stop his son anymore, he wanted to go up and kick him a few times, but he was too slow to squeeze in, many villagers had already gone up to vent their resentment.

More than a dozen refugees were woken up by beating, and the old village chief stopped them when he saw that two of them were vomiting blood: "Okay, don't beat them to death, send them to the government at dawn, spend some money, think about it." Find a way to let the county magistrate take these people outside the city to torture them!"

At this moment, the old village head wanted to tear these people into pieces, but in order to frighten those refugees, he could only hold back for the time being.

In order to achieve this goal, he also gave up the money!
"Nuan Nuan," the old village head looked at Nuan Nuan, "You saved the villagers again."

The old village chief suddenly seemed to be several years old again: "I really regret not listening to you and sending those refugees who stole water to the officials!"

Not only the old village chief, but the whole village is remorseful.

They never imagined that their pity for those refugees at the beginning would be exchanged for today's disaster.

"Village chief, now that the food of the big guys has been looted, how can we live on?" Many women in the village cried to the village chief.

The old village chief was silent for a long time, and said helplessly: "Folks, think about it. When we fled the famine, we didn't even have a place to sleep, and we had to save our saliva. Isn't life over? Now the two wells in our village are gone. It was exempted, and the wheat field was not destroyed, so there will be a harvest next spring.

"After dawn, the big guys clean up the vegetable field. If there are still vegetable seeds at home, hurry up and plant them. Let's hold on for a while, and we will be able to eat the vegetables we planted again in a month."

Apart from this, the big guy has no other choice.

At this moment, Nuan Nuan said, "Grandpa Village Chief, we can borrow food from the government!"

"Borrow food from the government?" The old village chief thought he had something wrong with his ears, and his face was dull.

Seeing Nuan Nuan nodding, the old village head opened his mouth in astonishment, and it took a moment for him to make a sound: "How can I borrow it?"

The villagers looked at Wen Nuan in disbelief after making sure they had heard correctly.

Is this girl going to heaven?

How dare you borrow food from the government!

"I'll go back and write a letter later. Grandpa the village head, you can take it to the county magistrate, and the magistrate will lend us food." Wen Nuan was fully confident.

The old village chief and fellow villagers all felt that Nuannuan was a whimsical idea, and they didn't dare to have any hope of borrowing food from the government.

Seeing that many villagers were injured, Nuan Wen took out herbal oil and wound medicine powder from the space and handed them to Liao Yong: "Uncle Yong, rubbing with medicine oil for bruises operation, medicine powder is for trauma, the body is important, you let it hurt The injured folks should take care of their injuries first, and wait until dawn to discuss other matters."

Almost all the injured were men, they were the pillars of the family, and if something happened to them, the sky of the family would collapse.

The whole village is very grateful for the warmth.

The Wen family all went back, and Luo, who was still standing on the ladder watching the wind, hurried down and moved the water tank blocking the door with Su and others.

"How is it? Are you not injured?" Luo asked anxiously as soon as she opened the door, "Have all those refugees left?"

The old man and the old lady couldn't fall asleep at all. When they heard the movement and came out of the house, and saw that they came back neatly, their hearts finally fell back to their original place.

After Luo's sisters-in-law handed them water and food, they asked, "Are all the villagers okay?"

"Many villagers were injured, but fortunately they were all minor injuries. Nuan Nuan has given them medicine." Wen Xing's brows were deeply frowned, and he told everyone about the situation in the village: "The food was robbed, and the vegetable fields were also destroyed. It’s so ruinous, the big guy is worrying about how to live this day.”

Obviously, the Wenxing people also don't believe that their niece can borrow food from the government.

"Refugees have also entered our house. I don't know if they have found the cellar?" Yuan Shi and Wei Shi were also worried about their own situation.

They listened to Nuan Nuan's words a few days ago and hid all the valuables at home in the cellar.

Dalang stood up: "I'll go back and have a look."

"I'll go too." Sanlang followed and stood up.

It was almost dawn, and the house in the second room of the first room was in a mess, so Luo asked everyone to have breakfast before going back to tidy up.

Nuan Nuan finished writing the letter to the Anping County Magistrate, and Da Lang and San Lang also came from their home.

Seeing Sanlang's ugly face, Webster's heart skipped a beat: "Sanlang, the home cellar was discovered by refugees?"

(End of this chapter)