Escape in the Year of Disaster: She cheated after dressing up as a peasant mother-in-law

Liang Shuyan was squatting by the stove fire, lighting the fire, when she suddenly coughed violently, and she hurriedly covered her mouth.

Ms. Liu's brows immediately furrowed, and she came up and grabbed her mother-in-law's arm: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling sick?"

Liang Shuyan shook her head: "No, I'm fine."

Although Liang Shuyan said it was not the case, she felt dizzy all over, as if she could no longer control her body's balance. When she stood up, she almost fell to the ground.

Mrs. Liu quickly supported her mother-in-law and said anxiously: "Mom, you must not have anything happen to you, otherwise, what will we do?"

"Don't yell. There are so many people outside. You want the whole world to know that your mother and I have been sick, don't you?"

Ms. Liu hurriedly covered her mouth and helped her mother-in-law lie on the bed.

Then, Mrs. Liu handed a bowl of medicine to her mother-in-law: "Mom, you can't delay your health, drink the medicine quickly."

Liang Shuyan couldn't just occupy a bed like this. After resting for a while, she felt hot all over and got up. She couldn't just lie down like this.

While comforting herself, she struggled to get up. Who knew that as soon as she got up, there was a violent cough.

"Quick, how can you get over your illness? Lie down quickly, rest, and don't do anything else. Erniu wife, take care of your mother-in-law quickly, and don't do anything else."

Liang Shuyan still didn't want to believe that she was the one who had been affected by the disease, but her whole body was so weak and there was nothing she could do.

Now it's up to Liang Shuyan to control the situation. If she falls, Li Zheng will be in panic for a while.

Li Zheng is almost fifty this year, and his body is relatively weak. Coupled with the fact that he often does some hard work, he looks much haggard.

"Young man, you can survive a disease like this. You and I have reached this age. You must be careful, don't be led by the Lord of Hell to overwhelm the number of people."

Liang Shuyan was a little unhappy when she heard this, and kept retorting in her heart: "What are these words? How can I compare with you? I am only in my thirties and you are in your fifties. How can we be the same?"

Li Zheng saw Liang Shuyan looking unhappy and said awkwardly: "Actually, you are a little younger than me, but after all, you and I are both grandparents, and your mother is the oldest in the village. Those of us who are grandparents.”

Liang Shuyan was not happy when she mentioned this matter. How could she be outnumbered by the Lord of Hell when she was over thirty? When did the Lord of Hell become so courageous?

Although she refused to admit it in her heart, she still didn't say anything.

In addition, a strong aroma of medicine came out of the pot where the medicine was boiled. Aunt Liu came in wearing a mask and ordered two women in the village to bring medicine to the sick people.

"I'm afraid this won't work. In-laws, look at it. Dashan Niang and you and I are both from Daling Village. These people all came from Guangtou Village. How can we be confused with each other? They must be separated. Otherwise, wouldn't Dashan Niang be... The people in Guangtou Village have become sick, which is unfair to us people in Daling Village." Aunt Liu spoke, and Li Zheng did not dare to refute, not to mention, what Aunt Liu said had some truth, he was surprised Said: "Yes, why didn't I think of this? Our Daling Village should be separated from other villages, but we must not get over the disease and bring the disease to the village again. This, this Isn’t it like the hard work of us Daling villagers in defeating the plague has been wasted?”

Liang Shuyan waved her hand: "That's the case now. I thought of it at the beginning, but I couldn't find anyone from Bald Head Village to help, so I started working on it myself. Who knew?"

The fat aunt was honest and honest, and raised the spoon: "Dashan Niang, don't worry. No matter what, we can't make you work any harder. We will be responsible for giving these medicines to all patients. As for those who are serious, you can come and get them yourself." .”

Liang Shuyan looked up and found that the fat aunt's mask exposed her nostrils, and immediately said sternly: "You, who did you learn this from? This mask must be worn properly. The wire in the middle of the nose bridge must be pinched gently before it can be attached to the bridge of the nose. , you, you exposed your nostrils, what if you are infected?"

When the fat aunt saw Liang Shuyan being so stern, she quickly pulled up the mask and smiled honestly: "I, I just felt a little suffocated just now, and I only showed it when I was talking to you. Don't worry, Dashan Niang, I'll put it on, put it on." That’s good.”

The fat aunt put on her mask and went back to doing other things with a simple smile.

Liang Shuyan was very pleased that the men, women, and children in Daling Village could not see unity when nothing happened, but they could see how united everyone was when something happened. This small action moved her for a long time.

People in Daling Village all wear masks and have a red cross symbol tied on their sleeves. They are constantly running around delivering soup and medicine.

The voice of the county magistrate rang outside the tent: "Quickly, those who have recovered after taking the medicine should go to Tent No. 2 for a three-day observation period. Once the observation period is over, you can go home! "

Several men said excitedly: "Thank you, sir! We will never forget your kindness!"

The county magistrate waved his hand: "Get up, this is not the credit of me, the county magistrate. Logically speaking, it is all the credit of Ruren. It is the prescription given by Ruren that made your condition recover so quickly!"

"Ruren? Tea Ruren?"

Everyone began to look for Liang Shuyan. Liang Shuyan heard the sound in the tent, and then said: "No, this is all the credit of the county magistrate. If the county magistrate doesn't let you enter the city gate like others, I am a child. Even if I want to save you, I can’t.”

Everyone turned their attention to the county magistrate again. The magistrate waved his hands helplessly: "Forget it, no matter what, as long as you can recover, it will be fine. Now that the child is also infected, you should go back to the tent. Avoid cross-infection again.”

Under the persuasion of the magistrate, everyone returned to their tents.

At this time, there was a sound of discussion in the tent, which seemed to be more concerning than the illness.

"Ruren, let's put it this way, we were saved by Ruren this time. Ruren bought us herbal medicines with his own money, and even came to deliver medicines to us in person. Now that we have been cured of the disease again, this, this is terrible What should I do?”

"What else can we do? We can only remember Ruren's kindness. When Ruren recovers from his illness, we will all go and thank Ruren properly, okay?"

Another loud voice came from the tent: "Okay! Okay!"