Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 289

The Liban yamen were divided into several teams, wandering in the streets and alleys of the county town to shout.

The people panicked from the beginning, but were calmed down by their yelling, and even wanted to laugh a little.

The new young yamen servants don't speak those polite and bureaucratic accents, and their words are coaxed and intimidated, and the whole thing is unreservedly sloppy.

"My lord, why are you talking so lightly about the plague that kills people all the time~ Those who know are dragged to treat diseases, but those who don't know think it's to enjoy blessings!" The middle-aged woman poked her head out through the crack of the door I went to laugh and curse a few words.

It doesn't cost money to drink medicine, someone cooks the food, washes the clothes, if she doesn't have to take care of a big family, she would like to live a life where someone takes care of her...

She smiled and asked again: "Master, is the knife you mentioned scary after all? Didn't he want to cut his flesh and let blood out..."

The young clerk with a mustache spewed out the water he just drank, and turned back to stare at her angrily, "There are so many things in your West Street, you just don't want me to drink it properly." water!"

In the middle of the day, she shouted against the sun until her throat was smoking, and she didn't even give An Sheng a drink of water while sitting on the stone steps in front of her house!
"No, no, we only dare to talk to you because you are friendly! I have dried Prunella vulgaris tea at home. Does the official want to fill a tube to moisten the throat?" The woman's thin face was always smiling. , not afraid of him at all.

The current yamen are not like the old ones. As long as they keep their own place, they never embarrass the people.

Even though her family lived in the poorest section of West Street, the attitude of the yamen servants was not much different.

Before Mr. An came, the Yacha patrols never came to the end of West Street, and returned as soon as they reached the middle.

Because it is dirty and smelly all the year round, especially in summer, it is stinky, flies and mosquitoes are flying everywhere, and there are garbage and human and animal excrement and urine everywhere.

After these yamen servants came, they kicked the doors from house to house, scolded the entire residents bloody, and asked everyone to come out to clean the alleys, fill the ground with sand, and lay bluestone slabs.

A row of latrines was also planned and built, and the family took a half-month turn to clean the log row of people in the latrine every three days.

At first, everyone was not used to it. There were only three public toilets, and sometimes the children played outside, so they couldn't hold it anymore, so they managed so much.

The three huts are popular for squatting, and so are the excrement.

Even if some people have huts at home, and the cesspit outside is very smoky, it is very fat, so don't waste it for nothing.

Because there was no shortage of bickering and fighting over feces grabbing, later the government officials simply posted a list on all the latrine doors, specifying which families a latrine corresponds to, keeping hygiene belongs to them, and excrement also belongs to them.

Littering of rubbish is not allowed on the streets paved with new stone slabs. If you are caught and reported to the county government, you will have to sweep the streets for three days.

Today's West Street is not what it used to be, poor is still poor, but it is much more comfortable to live in.

Everyone also learned from the courtyard on the other side of South Street and East Street. They dug two hard-skinned flowers from the mountain and planted them.

The young clerk took the large portable jug handed out by the woman and passed it to his companion. After digging in his sleeve pocket for a while, he took out a small paper bag the size of a thumb and passed it over, "Here, here are your dogs and two The dog has a sweet mouth."

"This...how embarrassing..." The woman stared at the small paper bag in front of her with hot eyes, hesitating whether to accept it or not.

"Oh! It's a candy dime from the grocery store!" Before the woman could make a decision, a dirty little black hand stretched out and snatched it and ran in, "Brother~brother~ there are candy dime!"

"Shouting so loudly to kill you!" The young Yacha gritted his teeth and roared, "I only have one like this!"

It was the shopkeeper of the East Street grocery store who grabbed a handful from the jar and stuffed it for him in order to thank him for bringing someone to vaccinate their family.

He was not willing to eat it either, he hid it under his pillow and prepared it for his brother who went to his village to take it home in two days. When he came out, he took one, thinking that he would give it to Hongmei at the old Yang's house at the end of the meeting. .

Because Hongmei looks good...cough...

"Hey, the kid at home is not sensible, I'll beat him up soon! Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The woman thanked her repeatedly, turned around and ran in hastily.

"Old Qi, why is your temper not as rumored?" The middle-aged Yamen next to him smiled and handed over the bamboo tube, "I heard that you are a big disaster in your village, haha..."

"Go, go, Brother Zhao, talk about me~" He frowned and poured herbal tea into his mouth. The herbal tea of ​​Prunella vulgaris was fragrant and not bitter. Neither is honorable."

The brothers in the county government count as one, whose background is clean and good?
According to the original words of the adults, they are all black sheep!

But the adults said again, what can a black sheep do, if you want to do it, be a Maxima, a BMW!
As long as they can do their best for the county government, the adults said, they will lose face and ask for rewards for them, at least let their children and grandchildren study and take the imperial examination!
Based on this, the brothers in the county yamen unite and help each other and twisted into one rope, able to endure any hardships, and worked hard to earn a good status for their children and grandchildren!
If any descendants are promising, being a scholar is also a glorious lintel!
Never be a low-level again!
The woman went back and forth, carrying a small net bag of hemp rope in her hand, with four eggs in it.

She smiled and handed it out through the crack of the door, "I got the candy corner from the official, and the two children rolled on the ground happily after licking it~ Hey, there is nothing good at home. I have raised two old hens, take the eggs back and eat them."

"I can't do it, I can't do it, the food in our county government is very good." The young government servant pushed no, "There are chickens in the backyard of the county government~"

Last year's drought was like that, and the old hens that can survive in this poor area are more expensive than people.

They are all lifeblood.

The eggs are not eaten by the family either, they are all good things to keep in exchange for coarse salt and cloth.

"Hold it, don't think it's too little, these four eggs can't be exchanged for a candy dime, and my baby took advantage of it." The woman couldn't help but stuffed it into his hand, "We like you officials now! Yes, they are all good people, they are all good people..."

Although it's not yet the turn of the vaccinated person, but since he came to call, he will come sooner or later.

She could hear it clearly. If a person is weak for two or three days, he will not be afraid of smallpox in this life...

How wonderful that poor people like them can get this great favor without spending money, just like those rich people.

"Cough..." He cleared his throat uncomfortably.

Last month, he was scolded behind his back for eighteen generations of his ancestors...

Now it's delivering eggs and saying he's a good person, so it's kind of awkward.

I am also very happy, my heart is soft.

"Ah, so what, okay." He took the net bag, quickly took out two eggs and put them next to the pot on the ground, and ran away with the middle-aged clerk, "Brother Zhao and I are alone, don't go out. , tomorrow morning it will be the turn of all the middle and back sections of the streets to be vaccinated~"

"Hey, running so fast is like being chased by a ghost..." The woman shook her head with a smile, and took back the pot and eggs outside the door, "I've never seen one that can go back when it's in the hands of the yamen..."

(End of this chapter)