I wrote novels in the Republic of China

This afternoon, I wanted to learn from Wen and cook stewed soybeans with my pig’s trotters, dried bamboo shoots and old duck soup, and some seasonal vegetables with worms.

The pig's trotters were stewed until they were extremely soft and melted in the mouth. They were quickly eaten up by the big insect men. Even the soup was mixed with rice by the two bricklayer insects, who ate it all up.

It was very sad, the two masons regretted it very much, they thought that the house that they had given Hong the sickness to could not have been built in a month, if they had lived longer, they could have eaten more meals.

Thinking of this, Tan Hong felt ashamed again.

I know that people with good skills value reputation. If I don't do the work properly, I will deliberately delay and ruin my reputation, and it will be difficult to find work in the future.

How could one possibly have such an idea?
But the pig's trotters are really delicious. It is the most delicious pork I have ever eaten in my life.

After Delianghao left Xiangjia, he went to find Zheng Tan and Zhenghong, who said that the house could be built with two floors, the toilet and the kitchen could be built bigger, and an insect wall could be added.

Tan Zhenghong originally thought that it was simple and he agreed immediately.

The two bricklayers were very happy and even suggested letting their sons work as laborers: "I am very happy that my sons often follow me to work and can now help build the bungalow independently. I am very skilled in this field."

"That's good enough." Tan Zhenghong didn't mind adding two more insect workers.

I have farmland in the shantytown, I have cooking skills, and I can have three meals a day at home.

In hot season, I usually drink porridge in the morning, eat dry rice at noon, and eat some sweet potatoes in the evening.

At least I can eat three meals a day, which is considered a good condition.

Tan Zhenghong was chatting with the bricklayer and helping with some work.

While doing it, I saw Xiangshengna and Xiangshengying talking back, so I smiled and greeted them, "Miss Xiang!"

"Mr. Tan, you are so fast that you have already started the work!" Xiangsheng said with a smile.

When she went to the concession again, she received another 90 yuan in royalties, and asked Hong Yongxiang to give Fei Zhongxu the poem she wanted to write at the beginning of "Water Margin".

According to Hong Yongxiang's method of treatment, because Journey to the West sold very well, Nancheng Bookstore wanted to publish another comic book for me, and I wanted to publish Outlaws of the Marsh, and there was a high probability that it would be approved.

Therefore, I feel very good about having a baby at this moment.

"I hope Hong will build the orphanage soon," Tan Zhenghong asked, "Miss Xiang, what are you going to do in the concession?"

Xiangsheng said, "I'm going to visit my grandfather and his friends and buy some things."

She was sick and wanted to have a baby, so she took out a few comic books from the basket and showed them to Tan Zhenghong.

Tan Zhenghong was very happy when he saw it: "I wonder if Miss has read this comic book? I have already finished reading the latest one, the insect story of "Three Strikes on the White Bone Demon", the illustrations are very good! There is also "The Two-Faced Demon King"..."

I want to say: "I also got two books, Mr. Tan, let's talk about this and go home first."

She was in a hurry to get home.

In her lifetime, there were public toilets everywhere in the world, and many shops also had toilets, but the world now was completely different from the world a hundred years later.

Even if there are a few insects in the public toilets, the environment in the public toilets is disgusting. Anyway, I don’t have the courage to go to the toilet if I want to give birth.

She would try to go to the bathroom as little as possible every time she went out, but even so, she now wanted to go home to the bathroom.

Tan Zhenghong watched Xiangshengna leave, feeling lost.

I also have a lot to say and want to get sick.

For example, Mr. Nasheng is still sick.

After learning that an orphanage was also going to be established, Mr. Nasheng donated all the money donated by Zhenghai residents to Datoucai to the orphanage.

Mr. Nasheng is really nice!
Ku Ka also tried to inquire the editor of "New Little Disease Talent" several times, but he always got the information from Mr. Hong Nasheng. He could only ask his father for 20 yuan, which he sent anonymously to the editorial department of "New Little Disease Talent" to donate to Da Koulai.

I used to have much pocket money, but now it all is given to my children. I even have to ask my parents for money for donations.

After Xiangsheng came home, she had just finished using the toilet. Xiangxuewen gave Duan a cup of brown sugar water and asked, "Ana, do you want to eat tendons?"

"Tendon?" I was curious.

Xiang Xuewen said: "Pig's trotters are best eaten with their tendons. Your grandmother asked the butcher to remove the tendons before chopping the trotters. I will cook the tendons together with the trotters and save them for you."

That's the first time I know about pig's trotter tendons. Today I bought two pig's trotters, two in total, and gave half of one to Xiangshengying, Xiangshengli and Tan Luying.

It is really delicious. I would like to eat it if I want to learn literature.

Want to learn from Wen, so he ordered some stewed soybeans, and also added some lean meat to fill his stomach.

After eating that, I felt full of energy. I moved the tables and chairs and continued writing "The Two-Faced Demon Lord" at the door.

If I want to create Ying, I will open "Water Margin" and continue to edit the comic strip.

For the next two weeks, life went on as usual.

In a blink of an eye, time has entered the tenth month of the lunar calendar.

I have to pay it back at the beginning of October, which happens to be my Saturday.

It snowed a few days ago, and the weather will be getting colder in the next few days. I want Qian and Lu Ying to buy a "padded jacket" for Zihong and prepare to make a padded jacket.

In fact, I want to make silk into a cotton-padded pocket. Because the conditions at home are good, I want to put silk in my cotton-padded jacket in winter, and also cover my silk quilt with a silk quilt. It is soft and warm.

If you want to have a baby, you have to get rid of some worms during this period. Tan Hong had a short cotton jacket before, so Qian and Lu Ying planned to make a new cotton jacket for him, so that he could wear it when he had a baby.

Xiang Shengying also wanted to make an imitation cotton-padded jacket, and also altered an old cotton-padded jacket for Xiang Qianshi to wear.

I want to hold the ceramic cup with insects in it, wear a Cordyceps hat, and sit at the doorstep to slowly drink the hot brown sugar water.

In winter, when the sun shines on my body, the wind blows directly onto my body because the courtyard wall is so high.

It's really comfortable to bask in the sun in winter.

My aunt is very angry and it makes her feel a little annoyed.

She wanted to write something today, and planned to go to the concession tomorrow, so she would let Xiang Shengying go and hand in the manuscript alone.

He finished drinking the brown sugar water in the cup, took out the paper and started reading, and saw the article about schistosomiasis.

There are many things that I still pay attention to, and I feel that they are everywhere.

She had never paid attention to schistosomiasis before she wanted to have a baby, but after hearing about Tan Zhenghong's illness, the schistosomiasis disease became a regular occurrence in her life.

When the epidemic of paper worm disease in Jiangsu was serious, Tan Zhenghong visited the shantytowns and found that the disease had not been cured.

For this reason, I sent another manuscript to the supplement of Shencai, but it was not published.

Hong Guo will publish relevant content in the Two-Faced Demon King tomorrow

Hong also knew that Hong would take notice.

Just when I was thinking about something, I heard a knock on the door.

Now that the Tan family next door is building a house and is under security protection, Qian Hong wants to be like before and must prove her identity before opening the door.

The door opened and he saw Hong Yongxiang.

"Mr. Hong, why are you so angry?" Xiangsheng stood up and asked.

Hong Yongxiang said: "I like to give gifts."

I want to have a baby. Hearing this, I know there is a high probability that Hong Yongxiang will donate to me.

Because "New Little Disease" was listed on the donation list, for a period of time, Tan Xuanyu donated to "Datocai" one after another.

Hong Yongxiang had given this to Tan Zhenghong once before, and it was very good that time.

It would be a good thing for her, as I could hand the written manuscript to Hong Yongxiang and let him take it away.

Xiangsheng said, "Mr. Hong, you are so kind. I will sort out the manuscripts I have received and return them to you. You can take them with you when you leave."

Xiang Shengying's Water Margin has already been drafted, and now he writes three volumes every week and hands them in. Zhou has finished writing the three volumes and asked Xiang Xuewen to help copy them.

She was also able to come up with 30,000 words in the manuscript.

Now I want to ask myself to write 30,000 words a week. Maybe it's because I'm writing Shunzi, but I find it difficult.

After Xiangsheng sorted out the manuscript, he wrapped it in paper and gave it to Hong Yongxiang, then followed Hong Yongxiang out of the house.

She only then knew that "Zhenghai Daily" also published the news that Tan Zhenghong built an orphanage and received a donation. And Hong Yongxiang received the donation again this time and sent it to "Zhenghai Daily".

Hong Yongxiang also gave her a lot of royalties.

He put away the ninety silver dollars in the banknotes and walked to the next door with Hong Yongxiang.

The house where the children of the orphanage lived was poorly built, with only some tiles not yet laid.

Tan Hong felt very sick because he had to build the house so quickly, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was normal.

Tan Zhenghong also built a tall house for me and gave me a two-story brick house. He helped the people in the shantytown to make ends meet, and later he hired several more people from the shantytown to make ends meet.

The house isn't finished yet, and my two lousy bricklayers are deliberately slowing down the progress.

Hong Guo wanted to have a baby, but he felt that it would slow down the progress of the matter.

In order to slow down the progress, I dug the foundation deeper and built the house more carefully.

She also saw the house being built there and the work was done very carefully. She believed that if the orphanage survived the destruction of war, it would be fine a hundred years later.

After chatting with Hong Yongxiang for a few words, Rong wanted to go back home and continue lying down.

When Tan Zhenghong saw Xiangsheng going out, he washed his hands and wiped his face and was about to talk to her, but was discovered by Xiangsheng when he returned, and was very upset.

I can only talk a lot with Hong Yongxiang.

Hong Yongxiang had to stay at the orphanage and the construction site until four o'clock in the afternoon, and then he and Tan Zhenghong returned to the concession.

When it was time to leave, the construction site was still under work. It was not yet time for dinner, so we had to wait until after dinner before leaving.

After the two bodyguards left, Hong Yongxiang also started to live in Zhenghai County. After the house was built, he lived next to his son to prevent Zhenghai from stealing his bricks and tiles at night.

Tan Zhenghong and Hong Yongxiang went back to the concession and couldn't help asking about Xiangsheng: "Mr. Hong, how did you know Miss Xiang? I see you are related."

Hong Yongxiang said: "I thought that Miss used to help write letters in my shop to earn money. I got to know her. Her family is in the concession, so I am familiar with her. I would occasionally help her carry things." "So that's the case." Tan Zhenghong looked at the girl who was holding Hong Yongxiang's hand and wrapping the things with raw paper. He also felt that it must be the paper he was holding.

Tan Zhenghong was too embarrassed to ask more about the little girl's affairs, so he turned to talk to Hong Yongxiang about something else: "Mr. Hong, I remember you also watched "The Double-Faced Demon Lord". I was very excited about the update today. How about you?"

Hong Yongxiang asked: "Where did you finish writing today?"

Tan Zhenghong looked at Hong Yongxiang in confusion. After all, I was sick and had just read the content of the paper today.

After listening to this, Hong Yongxiang said: "I have to admit that I am also a bit confused and have a lot of ideas."

I also talked a lot with Tan Zhenghong, and at the same time tried hard to restrain myself, and talked about the content behind Hong's illness.

I also feel that the content of "The Double" is very controversial.

The symptoms described in the story of being poisoned by the Gu are almost the same as the symptoms of schistosomiasis in reality.

The results may be misleading.

But I want to write that, maybe she is sick with the wrong child, she even lent me a child with schistosomiasis.

Hong Yongxiang was a little worried about Tan Hong, but in fact, the next day, Tan Hao did raise the same question.

"It's written in the minor illness that the symptoms of being infected with a poisonous insect are not good. Why are the symptoms similar to those of schistosomiasis?"

"I've just written several articles about schistosomiasis recently. So how can I write about it while I'm sick?"

"It's okay to write it down as it is. If I cause any misunderstanding, it's to Hong Haozi."

……

Tan was worried after reading it.

Most people are ignorant, so don't believe in anything.

It's not that Hong and Tan were so well-intentioned that they just made up something and the people believed it.

After the book "Two-Faced Demon Lord" appeared, Ben gave Tan Huanhong a good letter to Shi Zheng Tan's inner strength and searched everywhere.

Nowadays, there are still many diseases caused by poisonous insects. It is really good to believe that the poisonous insects in the world can cure the disease.

Hong Guo thought about it carefully, Xin Zi is fine? Sick Hong Ding can also make the people pay attention to hygiene, and Hong drinks raw water.

I still want to know how to write a good book, but it seems that there are also huge problems.

Give me that pool of snails, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble.

I didn't go to the county town on the day of the birth, so I wanted to bring Qian back with me.

After reading the paper, she had the same idea as that person.

She is the one that makes the people believe what she writes!

If we ordinary people believe in children and pay more attention to the disease, we will definitely be infected with schistosomiasis and escape the disaster.

But she found it difficult.

I just have a minor illness, I don't think it will get better.

The common people who really believe in it, I think there is a high probability that Hong will get some minor illness.

On the fourth day of October, Jiangsu was the epidemic area.

A lot of doctors came from Zhenghai to provide support and have been in the epidemic area for half a month.

The western doctor brought a lot of aspirin, which was used up in the first two days. Other medicines also ran out quickly. There was no medical equipment around, and there was no place to use it. I could only study schistosomiasis, write a thick report on the research, and tell stories to the patients to encourage them to persevere.

That bug reads "The Two-Faced Demon King" to the patient every day. I am a young bug in my twenties. My surname is Hu.
I also went to Japan to study medicine for several years and came back many years later.

I woke up very early that day and learned that a familiar person had died last night after being ill. I felt very heavy and said to another western doctor, "He had schistosomiasis. We are in Japan too, and there is really no treatment for him."

"Medical technology is developing. In recent years, Western medicine has been developing even faster. I believe that many diseases that we think are incurable can be cured sooner or later."

"Indeed." Dr. Hu Tan Zi said confidently.

When Dr. Hu was about to give the order, the servant came in from outside with a thick stack of paper and said, "Master, if you need paper, I'll buy some for you!"

I asked the servant to buy several kinds of paper tales, including "Shen Cai", "Current Affairs Cai" and "New Minor Disease Cai".

Jiangsu is a big city, I sell paper from Zhenghai Printing Company, it only takes half a day.

The place is quite remote, so it is not easy to buy it.

But if I spend more money, I can still buy it. If I give me time, it will be two days later.

I asked Doctor Hu to buy the paper now, and then asked my servant to come back and pick it up every five days.

When the talent paper was delivered, Dr. Hu wanted to find "The Two-Faced Demon King" to read.

There is really not much entertainment in my countryside, so I was obsessed with the book "The Two-Faced Demon King".

I just looked at the child a little bit, and called out to Tan Hao: "Doctor Hu, Doctor Zhao, please come over. I want to discuss Tan's case."

Doctor Hu wanted to read a book, but he was sure that my work was more important, so he put down the paper in his hand and said to Xiao Yao: "Send the New Little Disease Book to Mr. Fang, and let him read it to the patient."

I am Mr. Fang, a poor scholar in the village.

In my early years, I was a scholar with high spirits. I fled when the Taiping rebels robbed my home and killed my parents, wife and children. After that, Tan Honghong became normal and always kept me in a state of confusion.

The so-called long-haired people are also referring to the Taiping Army. After the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was defeated, those soldiers fled everywhere, became bandits, and harmed many ordinary people.

After Mr. Fang's family died of starvation, he sold most of the family's land to his son and concentrated on studying at home, hoping to pass the imperial examination. However, he died without a son.

Mr. Fang thought I was really crazy, talking in a daze all day long, like "I'm sick and Huang Zheng will definitely come back soon."

Because Ye Hong was seriously injured, the villagers' attitude towards him was quite good. Tan Hong was willing to listen to Ye Hong's nonsense.

Doctor Hu likes to read stories to his patients. It's okay if he reads less, but he always feels his throat hurts if he reads too much.

It's also a good idea. After all, Na Hong recovered from his illness and still felt that he could read clearly. After all, he was also ill in Wu dialect, which is different from Tan Hong who speaks Wu dialect.

Soon after, Fang Xiucai suddenly appeared and offered to help Doctor Hu read the papers, and Doctor Hu agreed.

Mr. Fang read very well indeed, and every time he read, his voice was very loud, with ups and downs, and full of passion.

As for me, the last ten days, Dr. Hu has handed over the work to Xiucai Fang.

Mr. Fang is one of the few people in my village who has not been infected with schistosomiasis and is still recovering.

He was also very unkempt, with a very long beard and a pool of porridge and soup still clotted on his face.

The Fang family had been waiting for Doctor Hu to take care of the patient. When they were in the ancestral hall, they saw Doctor Hu and his servant delivering a piece of paper, and they immediately said, "This paper is great!"

As soon as the voice fell, many people gathered around him, waiting for him to read to them.

Scholar Fang opened the paper and began to read. Doctor Hu's servant wanted to stay and listen, but thinking of his work to do, he had to leave reluctantly.

To me, in the ancestral hall, only Mr. Fang and Huan Qun were left.

Mr. Fang also felt tired, and kept muttering to himself for a long time. As he kept muttering, everyone present realized that Hong was wrong.

Tan Chongzhong said: "Mr. Fang, can I get my neutron insect?"

Tan Hao asked again: "What is the poisonous insect in me?"

"I'm sure I'll still grow bugs."

"I'm sick, is Tan Hao trying to harm me on purpose?"

Fang Xiucai paused for a moment and said, "Shu Zheng is sick, and I am wrong. The schistosomiasis should be given to me."

Mr. Fang has a clear mind, but he also believes that I am a good student and the people in the village are good.

It's a trustworthy person, and it's also a trustworthy person.

Only paper can deceive people!
Mr. Fang continued to read. Although Na Hong was enjoying the story, he held back and started to whisper.

"I was wondering before why Mr. Fang didn't get sick. Now I think about it, he must be very particular. He must boil the water before drinking it, and go to the fields to work. The poisonous insects will also go to Hongzi."

"I too..."

"Ye Hong knows that I am so wicked that he wants to harm me!"

"I'm very sick. I had diarrhea before and it was full of worms... I must have worms!"

……

Fortunately, in the countryside, there are almost no roundworms. In addition to roundworms, there are other parasites in the body.

After pulling out the worms, I experienced a lot of good things.

Now after listening to your story, I am also convinced that I am a Gu worm. Tell me what it is, and why it is called a Gu worm.

"We went to the village and found a lot of snails in the river!"

"So what's wrong with me?"

"I want to kill the snails when I get to Hong Kong?"

……

Tan Huanchong is very old and said: "When we were in the village before, there were not as many snails as Tan. In recent years, there are indeed many more, and then we all get sick!"

After Fang Xiucai finished reading the paper, he suddenly said, "I'm sure Tan Hao wants to harm me, so I will definitely kill him!"

When everyone heard that Mr. Fang was sick, they all expressed their desire to kill the snails.

Mr. Fang shook his head and said, "The sick man is still here. Everyone listens to what Hong Dong said. Then he took the paper and took Hong to catch snails: "Meng You should kill the snails well, and I will also kill the snails well. I hope that Officer Hong Zhizheng will see my efforts and return my position to the official position."

The villagers didn't notice what was wrong with Mr. Fang, but now they are trying to kill all the poisonous insects.

(End of this chapter)