Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1218 They Are All Corpses (Part [-])
"You don't need to fan me anymore, fan yourself, look at you, you are so hot that you are sweating." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang smiled disapprovingly, "It's okay, just take a cold shower later."

"No, you can't take a cold shower, you must use hot water to wash, or let the hot water cool before washing, you are not allowed to use raw water!" She said with a serious face.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, then remembered her previous precautions, and nodded quickly.

"Well, you can do whatever you want!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned her head, and glanced at the medical book in front of her.

Frowning, thinking.

Seeing this, Luo Fengtang asked, "I still haven't found a suitable remedy, have I?"

Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm', feeling a little depressed.

Luo Fengtang said: "Everything, just do your best, do your best and obey the fate, don't push yourself too hard."

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly, and said in a low voice: "I didn't dare to say it in front of the big guy in the main room, for fear of causing panic."

"I'm worried that the death of Mrs. Jinhua is just the beginning."

The cool breeze stopped.

Luo Fengtang's pupils widened slightly, and then, his thick eyebrows slowly frowned.

"When I was in the southern military camp, I heard something from Uncle Bai."

"He said that a plague like this happened in the northern Yizhou area a few years ago. In just a few days, the villagers in several villages almost died."

"There are dead bodies on the side of the road."

"Don't say that ordinary people look down on diseases and can't afford good medicines. Even some rich households, landlords and rich people in the local area at that time were waiting to die if they were infected."

"The incident alarmed the imperial court, and troops were sent to block that area immediately. A big deep pit was dug and the corpses were piled in it. Several villages were set on fire."

"It burned not only houses and trees, but also dying patients, and even one or two children who were not infected."

"However, in that case, no one dared to feel sympathy."

"Later, Uncle Bai and the others passed through that area during the war. The villages and fields in the past have now become wilderness fields."

"Apart from the grass on the side of the road, I can occasionally find one or two pieces of broken tiles that have been burned by the fire, which proves that the place was noisy and crowded in the past..."

After listening to Luo Fengtang's words, Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth and revealed a wry smile.

"If the plague gets worse this time, our village will not escape this bad luck," she said.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, when it really comes to such a last resort, I will definitely find a way to get you, your parents and brothers out of here!"

How to say, he is also the best among the young generals of Daqi, holding the military power in his hand.

He still has the ability to protect those closest to him.

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"This is my home, I am a nostalgic person."

"What's more, even if we can take our parents and brothers far away, but both father and mother also have people they care about and want to take with them!"

"My father definitely couldn't bear to leave my grandparents behind, and my mother couldn't let go of my grandpa and grandma."

"And my grandma and Gagong Gapo also have their bonds."

"So, escaping is unrealistic. Fighting to the end is what I want to do!" she said.

Luo Fengtang looked at her with a complicated expression.

After a moment of silence, a gleam of admiration flashed across his eyes.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to the end!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and smiled in relief.

"Okay, it's almost time to rest, I have to continue to check the information, and finding a good medicine to fight the plague is the kingly way!"

That night, she searched the warehouse for the medical books she spent the night in.

He fanned her all night.

It wasn't until the rooster in the backyard crowed for the third time that she realized that the night was over.

This whole night was not in vain. Although she still didn't find a cure, her heart was no longer in a daze.

How to fight this plague, she already has a little idea in her mind.

"Are your arms sore?" She glanced at his hand holding the handle of the fan and asked with a smile.

He shook his head: "It's okay."

She pursed her lips, "Hold out your hand."

He was startled, and stretched out his hand according to his words.

She held his arm, and with ten delicate fingers, she gently kneaded the muscles on his arm.

"You still have to go to Yujia Village today, right?" She asked while pinching.

"Hmm." He nodded.

Post-disaster reconstruction is a huge project.

Just rushing to repair those dangerous houses that are on the verge of collapse is enough for their construction team to be busy.

"When you go to Yujia Village, you should also be more careful, and pay close attention to whether anyone in the village over there is infected with the plague."

she exhorted.

"Once you discover the situation, report it quickly. Do you understand?"

"Ok!"

"I can still sleep for a few hours, hurry back to the house and go to sleep, otherwise I won't have the energy to repair the house tomorrow."

She dropped his arm, urging.

Luo Fengtang nodded, feeling that the soreness on his arm was obviously relieved, he grinned at her.

"Qing'er is really good at rubbing and pressing, my arm feels comfortable." He said.

She smiled and blinked: "Go back to the house and go to sleep."

"Why, aren't you going to sleep?" He asked, seeing that she was still sitting there.

Yang Ruoqing immediately stood up: "I have to take a shower before I can sleep well."

……

"Qing'er, Qing'er, have you heard? Two people in Yujia Village died in one breath last night, and several others got the plague!"

In the morning, when Yang Ruoqing was washing clothes by the pond, Bamei Cao ran over like a gust of wind.

"what?"

Yang Ruoqing was shocked, and the mallet in her hand fell into the water.

"Yongjin's construction team is building a house in Yujia Village. If this is infected, Yongjin will die. What should I do?"

Bamei Cao remembered that tears were about to come out, and she was shaking as she held Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Yang Ruoqing's hands were also cold.

"The epidemic has expanded, no, I have to call my second brother back immediately!"

She said, turned around and ran towards the house, not bothering to wash the clothes, nor to take the basin and saponin powder.

When they got home, Mu Zichuan, Lao Yangtou, Yang Hua'an, and Li Zheng had already arrived.

Everyone was talking about Yujia Village there, all of them looked solemn, and Old Yang Tou and Yang Hua'an were even more anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei running in from the door, Old Yang rushed over immediately.

The old man grabbed Yang Ruoqing's arm and said in a trembling voice, "It's terrible, the plague has reached Yujia Village, and someone died again."

"Your fourth uncle and second brother went to Yujia Village early in the morning to build a house, Qing'er, hurry up, they listen to you, hurry up and call them back!"

Yang Hua'an also ran over and said the same thing as Old Yang.

Yang Ruoqing's brows furrowed.

(End of this chapter)