Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 51

Rainbow fart is so exaggerated.

The village head rubbed his hands and said cautiously: "Where did you pick this medicine? We can do everything from water to firewood to a pot. It's okay to bring us a share?"

Everyone is afraid of death.

YouQi heard that someone in the town was burned to death.

Walking and walking, I fell to the ground, twitched all over, and rolled my eyes.

Mrs. Cen didn't even think about it: "Sure, it's picked from the back mountain. It's so hot during the day. After a while, every household will pick out a strong and capable man with a lantern in hand. Let's pick it while it's cool. Let's go." My third son will take the lead with you."

The villagers bowed their hands in thanks.

Li Xiang brought pancakes for his old men, pouted his lips in displeasure: "What are you doing with this crap, I have to take them with me to do some thankless things."

"Hey, that's fine, just say a few more words." Cen Laosan designated between his mother and daughter-in-law to face his mother.

The men in the village clattered up the mountain, and after a while, the women of the men came, some with firewood, some with pots, some with food, and some who gave Li Xiang corn alone.

Li Xiang feels better now.

The men picked all night long, and came back at dawn, carrying a lot of stuff on their backs.

Before the sun came out, Cen Abao ran around the yard twisting her waist and twisting her buttocks. When she saw a man riding a mule eating the dead rats on the ground, before she opened her eyes, she saw the mule He wobbled and fell to the ground.

"The mule is dead."

"My mother."

"Assignment is hot and tiring."

Seeing this situation, Cen Abao expressed his worry again: "Grandma, third uncle, let's boil some more for the animals to drink later."

Some people disagreed, curling their lips: "No one knows if this good thing is enough to drink. Why give it to animals? It's useless."

Cen Abao really wanted to imitate her mother's words: You are a shallow-sighted thing.

But no, he smiled and pointed out: "These medicinal materials are collected by ourselves. It takes a little effort. We cook it ourselves, but if the animal dies from heat, it will be money, and you have to spend money to buy it again."

The villagers said, "That's right, that's right. Livestock cost several taels of silver, and big things like cattle cost more than ten taels."

The village chief Zhang Luo said: "Go find a cool place and set up the pots of each family to cook medicine!"

"Hey, here we come!"

The men carry the pots and firewood, and the girls set the fire.

A pot of water boiled, and Cen Laosan was surrounded to watch him decoct the medicine.

The man with the dead mule yelled: "My mule is dead, I slaughtered it, eat the stew."

The villagers screamed excitedly like gorillas.

Cen Abao raised his milk voice: "No, just now I saw that your mule ate a dead mouse. The mouse has been dead for some time, and it is full of maggots. If you eat it, you should be sick."

The man slanted his body and waved his hands: "Go, go, you kid knows what a fart, if you don't eat it, you will fall down, I will eat it by myself."

He dragged the dead mule away.

The village chief saw that old lady Cen's face was not good-looking, so he went over to smooth things over: "Auntie, don't be as knowledgeable as him, he is a bachelor, no father, no mother, no one to follow him, so stubborn."

The old lady Cen smiled and thought: No wonder, I deserve it, hmph, I told you to call me a good grandson.

A pot of soup and medicine was ready, and the villagers scooped up a pot of soup and went home as if they had found a treasure.

In the afternoon, Cen Abao squeezed old lady Cen's little hands meaningly: "Grandma, let's burn some wormwood for fumigation, especially for fumigation where rats are dead, let the village chief organize people to do fumigation, I'm afraid Get sick."

"to make."

Day after day passed, after two volts, and when it entered three volts, Cen Abao, who was lying on the kang, fanned his eyelids and felt his eyelids twitch.

She muttered: I always feel that there is something bad going on.

Through the window, Cen Abao listened to his third uncle being called away by the village chief.

After a while, the third uncle came back, did not enter the house, and stood outside the yard: "Mother, burn some wormwood for me to smoke, and then burn some wormwood water for washing."

After hearing this, Cen Abao got up suddenly: "Third Uncle, what's wrong?"

Cen Lao San sighed: "Do you remember the bachelor who died? He died, and the dead family only found out three days ago. The people living next to him smelled something. It's not a good smell, it smells bad, and there are flies. Flying in, I went in and took a look, it scared that person."

"The bachelor died on the kang, and there is a bowl of snail meat next to it, which also stinks."

"The bachelor's body was reddened, and many places were red, swollen and festered, and maggots came out of the flesh hole."

"And a lot of rats eating."

"It must be a rat disease." Mrs. Cen's mouth turned white from fright, and she started to cook the wormwood with trembling hands.

"Where's the village chief?"

"The village head sent his wife to the town. This matter must be reported to the pavilion head. If you hide it, everyone in the village will go to prison."

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, and drums resounded in the village.

People are coming to the town, and the walking soldiers are shouting while beating the gong.

It means that if a bad disease is found in the village, they all stay at home and don't wander around.

The Yoda soldiers also pulled out the women who had been in the bachelor's house, the village head, and Cen Laosan's family.

Granny Cen was pushed and almost fell over: "What are you doing?"

"I have been in contact with that person, and I have to smoke wormwood, and you also have to smoke, and you can't live in the current house."

"Where does that live?"

Walking sickness pointed to a place far away from the village house: "I will build a shack for you, and live there first for ten days, and let you go back after you have nothing to do."

He also said: "Hey, don't be dissatisfied. It's good that your house didn't burn down, but the bachelor's house was burnt clean."

Walking soldiers stood at the gate of the small fishing village, watching them, unable to go out.

When the Cen family was led to the place where they lived, they were silent.

shack.

A real shack.

It's not as good as the place where Cen's mules and two cows live.

One of the four wooden frames was placed on the ground, with a rattling cover on top, and the ground was covered with meadows.

Moreover, they are not allowed to bring pots out, nor are they allowed to light a fire to cook, saying that there are forests next to them, so they are afraid of water leakage.

Granny Cen sat down, spread the extra clothes on the floor, and let Abao sit down: "Well, it's no different from running away from famine."

Third Cen nodded again: "I owe you, why don't you go and see that bachelor, can we do this?"

Cen Laosan squatted on the ground, sullenly: "Mom, I thought he was just a little sick, who would have thought..."

Cen Abao patted Mrs. Cen's hand like a grown-up: "Grandma, the incident has already happened, so let's face it with a smile, thank goodness it didn't get passed on..."

Speaking of this, Cen Abao slapped his forehead: "Grandma, I think we have to take precautions before they happen. This is a village. If you accidentally hit it, let's drink it on the hour. Don't drink it at the end. Let's all burn."

"There are prescriptions, and they can be harvested in the back mountains, but why? We won't be allowed to suffer at all." Cen Laosan said worriedly.

It seemed a little dazzling, a lantern floated from far to near...

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　　My heart is so cold that I really want to cry.

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