Doomsday bosses in ancient times

Chapter 196 The Plague Begins

Chapter 196 The Plague Begins

"Okay, you guys clean up, stop playing, it's time to eat." Mrs. Zhao shouted at them.

Yun Dong cheered immediately: "Oh, it's time to eat! Let's go, sister, brother will carry you to eat."

"Go, go, how tall you are, don't drop your sister, I'm still here, you need to hug your sister." Yun Yi pushed his son away in disgust, and picked up his fragrant and soft little girl The daughter strode into the kitchen.

Tuliu's own son stood there pitifully, Xia Xinqiule and the two little sisters laughed unkindly, and Yun Dong complained: "Eldest sister, second sister, you don't comfort me, you still laugh at me!"

"Oh, my heart is broken. Without two pieces of chestnut candy, I can't heal my wounded heart." Yun Dong clutched his heart, his funny behavior made the two sisters laugh out loud.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't bear to see her grandson's behavior: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be ridiculous, hurry up and clean up the snow on your body, and eat."

"Okay, grandma, clean up right away." Yun Dong immediately replied seriously when he heard Mrs. Zhao's words.

After the members of the Yun family finished their meal, the men continued to clear the snow. The yard had already cleared the road, and the road in front of the door needed to be cleared.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhao suddenly thought of the old man Xiao next door, a half-dead old man with an eight-year-old child, probably not capable of clearing the snow from the roof.

What's the matter, old man Xiao is also her own financial supporter, with a monthly income of two taels, you can't let the other party do something, otherwise her two taels of silver will fly away.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhao called her second son and asked him to go to the next door with tools to help clean the roof next door.

The old man Yun, who was sweeping the snow in front of the door, heard his wife's arrangement, and muttered secretly in his heart. The movement of sweeping the snow with his hands was slow, and he listened carefully with his ears up.

It wasn't until he heard his wife say that people can't die, and it's two taels of silver a month, that he put his heart back into his stomach and continued with the movements of his hands. It's just that the snow-sweeping movement made old man Yun sweep it. Get the feeling of writing with a brush.

Just humming a ditty!

Old Man Yun: Hey, I knew that I was the most important thing in my wife's heart, and the one surnamed Xiao was the wool my wife was eyeing!
Mrs. Zhao didn't know what old man Yun was thinking.

At this time, in a remote mountain village hundreds of miles away from Yunjia Village, many men, women, old and young, carrying their bags in horror, fled hurriedly in all directions.

Even if the snow was up to their knees, it couldn't stop these people's determination to leave their hometown. From the village behind these people, there were miserable cries from time to time, mixed with coughing and painful groans.

In a fairly solid courtyard, a dying old man in a house was lying on the kang in pain. There were dense pustules growing on his exposed skin, and some pustules had already flowed out yellow thick water.

There was a man in his 30s standing outside the door, walking back and forth in front of the door with an anxious expression on his face. The old man in the house shouted weakly: "Zhier, hurry up. Take the children and leave the village with your mother. , Go, go... the county government, and report what happened in the village to the magistrate cough cough" Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden cough.

The man outside the door asked anxiously: "Father, how are you doing? Stop talking!"

"My son knows it all, but my son doesn't care about you. I'm going to take the child and mother away, and you're the only one left. What can you do by yourself? My son can't do it." The man said with tears in his eyes, his words choked with sobs.

"Zhi'er, listen...listen to daddy, this...this is the plague! Dad can't live anymore, you...you guys have to leave before you get infected! Dad is already like this, daddy... daddy is the village head, and when daddy dies Before, we had to report the plague in Mingyuan Village! Think about the children!"

The old man almost exhausted all his strength to say these words!The man outside the door had already burst into tears. Gritting his teeth for the last time, he knelt in front of the house and shouted: "Father, my son is not filial!"

After shouting, he kowtowed three times firmly, his forehead was red, the man got up and wiped his tears with his sleeve, and left the yard with his wife, wife and children.

The old man lying in the house smiled happily when he heard his son's words. He looked at the roof with dull eyes, wondering how much work he had left! !

The plague in their village came suddenly, and many older people were affected.

From the first day of snowfall, people have coughed and had fever one after another. At first, they thought it was wind and cold, but the snow was so heavy that they couldn't leave the village. The location of their village is remote and the roads are not easy to walk. , mostly mountain roads with cliffs.

If it is not snowing, they can still pass normally, but the snow is so heavy that the mountain road is basically blocked. Unless they risk their lives and walk over the stone wall, leaving the village is equivalent to being on the edge of a knife. Walking, if one is not good, the person will be gone.

There is no doctor in the village, and many old people use the local method to boil the onion water and drink it, thinking that it will be over after a while.

Unexpectedly, the condition became more and more serious, coughing up blood and abscesses began to appear, and people became more and more serious. They didn't know why, and the same thing happened to the people who first came into contact with these sick people.

But the village chief didn't know how he was recruited, he had no contact with those patients, and after he developed symptoms, he asked his son to isolate him alone, and his daily food was delivered to the window, and he opened the window himself bring it in.

At first he was able to move, but after only three days, he couldn't get out of bed. Fortunately, he was decisive, insisted on living alone and locked the door, otherwise the whole family would also be recruited at this moment.

But seeing more and more people infected, the people in the village began to panic. Those who thought they were fine just packed their bags and left the village. Even if they walked the mountain road, they didn't want to be in the village.

You can still live by walking the mountain road, but if you stay in the village, you will die. Many people have left. Of course, there are also women who are reluctant to part with their men and children.

The village chief himself has selfish intentions, if his life can make his son, grandson and wife live, then it is worth it.

However, he is also afraid that those who escaped will infect more people. He is also a person who has experienced wars and fled famines, and he also knows the horror of the plague. The situation of the village is the last responsibility for myself as the village head.

Maybe his son will also be imprisoned, but I think his son will make arrangements.

Thinking of this, the village head of Mingyuan Village slowly closed his eyes, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he completely lost his life.

On the other side, Yunxi took an opportunity to call Martha over. Martha, who hadn't seen her for a long time, had a more majestic image, her eyes were sharper, her body had grown a bit, and her two eagle claws were as sharp as triangular hooks. With one claw down, the animal's skull can be easily crushed.

Yunxi looked at the more powerful and domineering Martha, her big eyes were bright, and she stepped forward to touch Martha's body curiously. Under the black and white wings were strong muscles. Yunxi praised her without hesitation. Martha, who was as cold as a snow-capped mountain on top of a mountain, immediately gave up her stinky fart.

That's right, it's still her sand sculpture!That's right!

 Chapter 194, I don't know why it is under review, if you see missing chapters, it hasn't passed the review yet.

  
 
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