After evacuating the enemy's warehouse, carry supplies through the disaster year

Chapter 46 Smallpox Sequelae

The last ray of light sank into the sea level, and the old iron boss led the people who had gone out to come back through the night.

Under the light of the torch, two ragged old men followed.

"Little brother, they are villagers from Jianzui Village. They want to trade vegetables and dried fish with us for some old clothes and food."

Old man Tie saw Ziyu and the others moving on the shore, so he took two quick steps forward.

"The only ones left in Jianzui Village are the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. There are three families, and there is not a single young adult."

"Did they say why?"

Ziyu saw the two old men approaching, they looked haggard and their clothes were torn like sackcloth.

The short half of the cuffs and trousers, and the colorless hemp thread are all exposed, and will be broken into strips with a little force.

We have caught up with the ancestors of beggars!

"Someone set up checkpoints at the intersection leading to the outside world, prohibiting the old, weak, sick and disabled in Jianzui Village from going out unless each person pays 100 taels of toll.

This place has been abandoned by the local government, and these people can only die. "

Although Old Man Tie sympathized with what happened to those people, he would not make decisions on his own.

"Understood, get on the boat and buy our food at the market price, find a few sets of old clothes, and exchange two old quilts for them."

That's all Ziyu can do, she doesn't have the mind to help the world at the same time.

"Thank you, son, thank you son!"

When the two old men heard Ziyu's words, they hurriedly bowed to thank him.

It is true that there have been no boats passing by Jianzui Village for too long, and even if there are boats passing by, they will not stop here.

They are old and weak with nowhere to go, but to wait for death.

It is so poor that even pirates would not patronize it, let alone merchant ships.

"You don't need to be too polite, since when did your situation start.

What was the old sharp-billed wharf like?"

Ziyu flicked her hands lightly, and an unpleasant rotten smell came from the old man's body and rushed straight to her forehead, almost making her faint.

"Young master, don't get close, the little old man smells bad."

The old man who was lightly brushed by Ziyu lowered his head and took two steps back, not daring to look directly into Ziyu's eyes.

"Ten years ago, Jianzui Village was thriving because of the Jianzui Wharf.

Passing ships will stop here to buy some food and fresh water.

Five years ago, two overseas ships stopped at the pier.

In the name of repairing the boat, all the young men in the village were tricked into boarding the boat and taken away.

A group of conscientious dog thieves snatched away the young and middle-aged men in the village, leaving behind two dying white-skinned men.

Unexpectedly, those two people had the plague.

That was the two plagues, and most of the people left in the village died of that plague.

Fewer than 20 survived, and 12 are still alive today.

At that time, I thought that if I reported to the government, I would get relief, but they wanted to burn the village.

We had no choice but to seal off the road leading to the outside. Although some people survived in the end, they were also cut off from the way out.

My face is the scar left by the plague at that time. "

Under the torch, the old man raised his face for Ziyu to see, his face was full of bumps and holes.

The onlookers were so frightened that they retreated one after another.

[Sequelae of smallpox. 】

Ziyu could tell at a glance what kind of disease the old man was suffering from, and it was indeed a shocking change in the backward ancient times.

"Dare to ask how old the old man is!"

"The little old man is forty-five this year, and he is the village head of Jianzui Village."

I thought that the old man must have a group of people in their 60s, but I didn't expect that the actual age is too far away.

After more careful questioning, Ziyu found out that the oldest person in the village is the village head.

The youngest is a 28-year-old woman, one of three women in the village.

These three women enjoyed a life of polyandry prematurely, but because of poverty and disease, no newborn was left in the village.

"Why don't you go out from the sea to find a way out, as long as you leave this area, there is a way to survive."

"It's useless, the scars on our faces are the best proof.

People anywhere will not accept people who have survived the plague.

Because they are afraid of infection! "

The village chief, who had no desire to survive, let out all the strength in his body, as if he would die before his eyes at any moment.

With a flash in Ziyu's eyes, she turned her head and said to the old man Tie who got off the boat with his things.

"Uncle Tie, bring everyone from the village to the pier tomorrow morning.

Take a look at their respective strengths.

Those who are willing to sign the deed of sale will be taken away, and the rest will not be discussed. "

"No brother!" Wang Xingwang stopped him.

"It's okay, I have my own arrangements!" Ziyu waved her hand to signal Wang Xingwang not to speak.

Old Man Tie nodded in response. He also encountered two plagues when he was wandering, but saved the earth, so he was not so afraid of the plague.

...

On the night when the stars and the moon were shining together, a gust of sea breeze blew.

Dark clouds covered the stars and the moon, and the two groups of people left in a hurry.

The summer weather is like a child's face, it changes as soon as it is said.

Pea-sized raindrops fell on the deck, splashing up gusts of rain and mist.

The food in the cabin was fragrant, and the boatman and Ziyu's people mixed together to eat.

Wang Xingwang, who was at the same table with the Ziyu brothers, had the opportunity to ask what happened at this time.

"Little brother, you are planning to buy those villagers. According to what the old man said just now, they are all people who have suffered from the plague.

If you stay for a long time, it is easy to be infected, and it will kill you. "

"Brother Wang, you are a bit worried!
It is true that the people in Jianzui Village have suffered from the plague, what they have is an infectious disease called smallpox.

It will not be contagious again in the future, but scars will be left on the skin, making people mistakenly think that it will be contagious. "

Ziyu didn't expect that people who traveled far and wide would have such thoughts.

It seems that smallpox gives people the feeling that it is as fierce as a tiger!
"This is serious, little brother understands medical principles!"

"I learned a little from my father when I was young, and I'm not afraid to tell the truth to Brother Wang here.

My family runs a medical clinic, and has a small amount of property in Yundu City.

But he was framed by the powerful, and both his parents died.

Xiao Luo and I had nowhere to go. We wanted to seek refuge with our relatives, but we were turned away.

Relying on no one in this world is worse than relying on oneself, Xiao Luo is still young and can only take him to live in seclusion in the mountains. "

Wang Xingwang was deeply touched by Ziyu's half-truth and half-false words.

"Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil, it's not that there will be no retribution, it's just that the time has not yet come.

Little brother will definitely get what he wants! "

"Those are the deceitful sayings of the Buddhist school, and there are a few wicked people in the world who are punished.

Only those with sufficient strength are eligible to get what they want.

The weak have no right to speak out in this world, they can only be slaughtered by others. "

What Ziyu said made Wang Xingwang fall into deep thought.

...

The rain did not stop overnight, but it tended to intensify.

The big waves on the sea came one after another, and the ships could only temporarily berth at the sharp beak wharf.

Ask the villagers about the matter, and the old man Tie will take someone to deal with it.

Ziyu, who has nothing else to do, draws pictures on rice paper and uses rice grains to teach Xiaoluo how to play backgammon.

It attracted three children to gather together to watch the fun.

All the servants pursed their lips and sniggered. In their perception, the young master is an informal person.

There is also a little less fear of Ziyu Yin binding people.

(End of this chapter)