I wrote novels in the Republic of China

The next day, in Xiaohai, more than a dozen newspapers published news reports about schistosomiasis and oncomelaniasis, informing the public about the issues related to schistosomiasis and oncomelania.

In general, in fact, there are too many good papers publishing medical news at the same time, and even if they publish blood, they will not attract too much attention.

China is too big and there are too many epidemics. Most of the people in Xiaohai didn’t even know about schistosomiasis before.

It's too bad. Many good newspapers have published related news. People are paying more attention to schistosomiasis, which is actually related to the disease of "The Two-Faced Demon King".

Concession.

The boy had a big cloth bag on his chest, which was filled with paper. Because it was too heavy, it was leaning forward all the way.

Holding a few pieces of good paper in his hand, Qian waved the money and shouted: "Sell well, sell well! The latest news is that schistosomiasis is related to snail disease!"

A young man in Qianli was walking on the road when he heard Haotong's cry. He stopped Haotong and said, "Schistosomiasis? Schistosomiasis? Are they worms? Are they real worms like schistosomiasis and snails?"

Hao Tonghong: "Sir, Shen Hao, Xiao Hai Ri Hao, etc., all published bloody things. Do you want to buy good paper?"

I want it so much that I spend money to buy a good piece of paper.

After receiving recommendations, watch "New Hours" and "Two-Faced Demon Lord" by Xiao Chong.

The descriptions of insects and poisonous insects in the book are so scary that it makes my hair stand on end. I am glad that I don’t have such diseases and poisonous insects in real life.
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She thought about walking down the street today and listening to the children shouting about schistosomiasis.

The novel "Shen Hao" actually writes too much blood and stuff, you have to pay to read it.

It was not until I opened the paper and saw the "Shen Hao" that I found it was indeed related to the disease.

It was mentioned that Jiangsu already had a sick village, which became a "coffin village" due to the excessive number of patients. So many patients died of schistosomiasis every day. In the suburbs of Xiaohai, blood-related cases were also found.

When the noodles are still there, schistosomiasis is transmitted, which is related to snail disease.

Taili was so young that she could not help but tremble: "It's actually a worm disease, Schistosoma japonicum. My husband actually wrote worms: real worms!"

Then, I started to worry: "Will kissing her make me sick?"

In a certain western-style house, she heard her son Aunt Chong reading "The Two-Faced Demon King" to her. The old lady Chong, who had donated money to Datoucai, called her son Aunt Chong to her side and asked her to read the story to her.

"Old lady, today's good paper is small, but the illness is big news!" Mrs. Qian Li's concubine Hong.

"Big news? What news? Where is the bleeding happening again?" asked the old lady.

Aunt Hong: "She: where is the blood-removing again?: It has to do with schistosomiasis, old lady, the little girl actually has schistosomiasis!"

A few days ago, I saw my husband write about schistosomiasis. His family also discussed Schistosoma japonicum. They thought it was terrible that schistosomiasis could live in the body and suck blood.

Who could have thought that Tai Shi Xiao was actually seriously ill!

The old lady immediately asked her concubine to read the paper.

After listening, the old lady said: "My husband used to write things about bloodworms when he was a child. Those good papers are still the latest news. She is really well-informed about the news at home."

The concubines' families all flattered him.

The old lady continued: "I didn't expect that there was really schistosomiasis in the world. It sounds scary. There are so many dead worms... Go to the account office and get 20 silver dollars and send them to New Times. I will donate it to those who are suffering from schistosomiasis."

Before she donated money, "New Hour Good" published her name.

The old lady was very happy and was willing to donate money.

Those concubines: Following the old lady to chase away the worms, they naturally donated money, and even said: "It would be better to let her take the money and kill the worms and snails near the small sea. I think she is too sick!"

As for how she went out, she wanted to find some fresh food, and also something to chat about. Her family had already decided that when she went back, she would be too sick with the maid who would take care of her, so her family must be careful in the future.

"Your family was too sick with schistosomiasis. She was so sick that she had to bleed herself. Did you deliberately harm my family?"

"It's really scary that he's so sick that he can control insects."

"When I was young, I saw the schistosomiasis, which is called Schistosoma japonicum. She was determined to go to Japan to get rid of the worm."

……

The more time went by, the more conspiracy theories he developed. When he returned to his room, he even exaggerated the matter and frightened his maid with blood.

Zhang Zhuangmao studied at Chong Middle School.

Zhang Zhuangmao once got upset when she went to primary school.

But when Xiaohai was so sick that people in the county sang "Mr. Zhang Si, you have no conscience", she felt that her family would also treat her badly.

In addition, Master Zhang was so angry that he beat Qian Dun and then went back to elementary school.

Although the schoolmates were dissatisfied with the disease, the situation was small and it was okay, so Zhang Zhuangmao continued to study.

This morning, my classmate Chong went out to buy good paper again.

Zhang Zhuangmao followed into the group and listened to the classmate Chong talking about "The Two-Faced Demon Lord". Thinking of how Taishu had ruined his reputation, he held back his anger and said, "I wrote some nonsense when I was young and it was misleading. In my opinion, she doesn't deserve such praise."

Zhang Zhuangmao class little boy there she was happy with blood: "How can my teacher write blood randomly?"

"She misled people by describing schistosomiasis as a disease caused by a controlled insect poison and saying it was related to Oncomelania snail disease. What? She is sure that many people will believe her and waste time and effort to kill Oncomelania snails. How innocent are Oncomelania snails?"

The students at home are optimistic about the spread of schistosomiasis in school, so when they learned about the spread of schistosomiasis in Jiangsu University, some of them felt it was unreasonable to hear Zhang Zhuangmao talk about schistosomiasis.

However, when I was at home, I heard the blood-smoking children shouting: "Good selling! When I was a child, I wrote about worms: In reality, the transmission of schistosomiasis is related to snail disease!"

The students' families bought good paper in advance, and after seeing how delicious the small flour bugs were, they all looked at Zhang Zhuangmao.

Zhang Zhuangmao's face turned red and he walked away in anger.

A certain hospital.

Yesterday at the birthday party, I talked with Tan Zhenghong about Dr. Feng staying in his office, watching "The Double-Faced Demon".

In was watching, sick to the point of knocking on the door and pushing it open: “Old Feng, see you for a long time!”

When we arrived, Dean Feng, a good friend of mine, asked us to sit down and poured us some water.

After the two chatted for a few words, Tai Tai suddenly found that there was something wrong with Dean Feng.

It turns out that she is a good newspaper for publishing news, but she makes a lot of money.

The patient was a little surprised: "Old Feng, do you think she used to look at insects? Why did she suddenly look at the little ones?"

"The sick department is very sick when it is young," said Doctor Li. Dean Feng Hong.

After listening to Tan Zhenghong's "The Two-Faced Demon Lord", I became curious and wanted to borrow a good copy to read.
It’s too expensive to read, and I think the author should be: Doctor.

Although the martial arts story in this book has nothing to do with the real world, it occasionally mentions some details about insects, and it shows that the author has rich medical knowledge about insect diseases.

Dean Feng mentioned the book to his friends, and finally said: "I hope the book can be published as soon as possible. I hope to use it to educate the public about schistosomiasis prevention. It should be very effective."

Dean Feng's friend Hong said: "I know a publisher. Today I went to the editorial office of New Hour to ask for money."

At this time, Xiao Haiqian, a knowledgeable person, became more and more curious about the identity of these insects.

I have already searched all the circles at home for blood and money, and I want her to reveal my identity as a bug.

She told me some of her past experiences, I'm sure she is simple.

Before I went home, I thought I was writing nonsense, but what was the result? In fact, I kept writing nonsense at home, and I knew the outside news earlier.

I was disturbed by the nagging of the bugs. At this time, I had just gotten up with Qian Shi and was walking home from the county town.

Today, I bought ten kilograms of blood, ten kilograms of pork, and ten kilograms of flour from Qian's family, plus some sundry insects and other things. The backpack was also a bit heavy.

I had helped to carry many things for Sucking Qian, but I was afraid that Sucking Qian would be tired, so when I was halfway through, I would ask Sucking Qian to stop and rest.

Xi Qianshi stopped and said to Xi Xiewohong: "Ah, it's still early, you should rest for a while."

"Okay." I smiled, put down the insect basket in my hand, and sat down on a small stone by the roadside.

When there are too many insects on the roadside, the insects will find some stones to rest on, and the insects will also build huts on the roadside.

That outhouse is built by farmers nearby for insects, hoping that passers-by can use it as a small toilet and leave "fertilizer".

After I sat down, I took out a piece of paper and started to read it.

She saw that the article she had submitted to the Shenhua supplement was published, and the details of the blood worm epidemic in Jiangsu were clearly stated on the front page.

I looked at it carefully and was surprised.

She had looked up information on schistosomiasis in her younger life, but she had forgotten much of it.

She only knew that Hong Qian didn't start to eradicate snails until the 1950s and 1960s.

It turns out that in the early days, the issues related to snail diseases and schistosomiasis were already well known.

But when the People's Republic of China was founded, there were still many people suffering from schistosomiasis... Maybe: at that time, many places in the country were in chaos, and no one paid attention to the lives of the grassroots people.

At that time, the currencies in various places were exactly the same as hers. Many warlords would mint their own currencies.

Xiao Hai usually uses silver and copper coins, but he also uses copper coins which are smaller than copper coins. The value of the coins is generally determined by their weight.

In addition, although she was trusted with banknotes, she was also ill-equipped to use them.

"Oh, why are you so happy?" Xi Qian asked me.

I said: "Grandma, I heard from an old beggar in Qian Li that schistosomiasis is related to snail disease, and he wrote about it in his book, but I didn't expect it to be a real worm!"

I want to tell you the details of what happened when I sucked Qian's blood.

After listening to Hong, Xi Qian said: "I didn't expect that this thing could make me sick. I'll kill it in the future."

I said: "Grandma, you can kill it, but be careful with the money, otherwise she will get sick and have bad blood."

The outbreak of the epidemic now happened in Jiangsu, which is far away from Xiaohai and her.

And according to Tan Zhenghong's previous experience with schistosomiasis, Xiao Haitai was also infected with schistosomiasis.

It's okay if every household uses well water on a daily basis, but if well bugs come into the house and they don't have any diseases, they may be infected with minor diseases.

I want to suck some insects so much, and I want to suck them so much too.

Tan Zhenghong, who was on a boat with Hong Yongxiang and Qian Qi going to the orphanage to drive out the snails, said to Hong: "Mr. Hong, Xiaohai is also sick with schistosomiasis. I think we should organize an organization to catch the snails and kill them." "That's indeed what we should do." Hong Yongxiang agreed.

Hong Yongxiang and Tan Zhenghong: Encountered a bug on the bug tram on the way to Xiaohai County.

Knowing that Hong Yongxiang was looking for someone to suck me, Tan Zhenghong invited Hong Yongxiang to take a boat trip with him.

Tan Zhenghong: "The disease is most likely to spread in places like shanty towns. I will try to buy some food and bring it back so that people can kill the snails at home."

Tan Zhenghong once met a little beggar who was suffering from schistosomiasis.

At that time, Tai Er was sent to a blood hospital. The doctor told him that Tai Er had an epidemic disease that was contagious. So he rented a house in the countryside and settled him at home.

I plan to find some money to look for pests and diseases in Xiaohai and its surrounding areas, gather them together to take care of them at home, and then organize the people to kill the snails.

Follow: It costs too much money.

Although she has to pay for her illness at home, she has also lost too much money. Instead, she can pay more for food.

My family has a farm in Nanyang that specializes in growing worms. My father even bought two large ships. On weekdays, he would ship the worms from the farm to Guangzhou or Xiaohai for sale.

Then you can ask your father for money and food.

When Tan Zhenghong finished his work, he held back Hong: "Mr. Hong, my dear Mr. Hong, you are really amazing and know a lot about insects. You know, Mr. Hong, I was sick yesterday and was saying bad things..."

Tan Zhenghong feels that these gentlemen are like guiding lights for themselves.

　Rong Hongyongxiang was fascinated by Tan Zhenghong's money and was so amused that he couldn't help crying.

Tan Zhenghong was afraid: She knew that Hong had some worms in his mouth. She said: Miss Hong lives next to an orphanage and donates blood money to the orphanage.

She was also wondering how I could know so many things.

When the boat arrived at the orphanage, Qian and I happened to arrive home.

Tan Zhenghong saw me, his eyes lit up, and he was thinking about what to order, when Hong Yongxiang, who was beside him, spoke first: "Miss Xi, I'm here to see you for my illness."

I sucked some blood from the little bug basket in my hand. Qian walked towards Hong Yongxiang and said, "Mr. Hong, what's wrong?"

Hong Yongxiang pointed his bloody finger at her in the distance and asked, "Let's talk over there, my family?"

When they got to the vicinity, Hong Yongxiang said to Hong: "Miss Xi, Fei Zhongxu gave me the Xueli Publishing Contract and wanted to publish "The Two-Faced Demon Lord."

I asked, "My book is not finished yet, is it going to be published?"

Hong Yongxiang: "Typesetting, printing and binding all take time. Nancheng Bookstore plans to start printing first. Besides, the articles you have published in the New Hour magazine are enough to publish two books."

I thought about it and found that it was true.

Today, worm printing technology is less advanced than that of later generations. The number of words in Qian's book worms is basically around 60,000 to 70,000. The worm content she has published now is enough to publish two volumes.

"How are royalties calculated?" I asked.

Hong Yongxiang took out the contract and showed it to me.

Nancheng Bookstore published a book called Taishu, paying a deposit of 2 yuan per thousand words first, and then a 10% royalty after the book was published.

The prices in Taili are already very fair. At this time, the copyright of many books can be bought out for two yuan per thousand words, and the proceeds from book sales in the future will have nothing to do with the author.

Nancheng Bookstore gave me such a high price, in fact, it was also because of some misunderstanding about my identity as a blood-sucking insect.

I agreed, signed the contract in blood, and collected 90 yuan from Hong Yongxiang for the manuscript.

I said: "Mr. Hong, are you still sick? Do you want her to come to my house and sit for money?"

"I want to interview Tan Zhenghong." Hong Yongxiang said: "The construction of the orphanage was reported in the magazine "Xiaohai Rihao". My family also sent a lot of donations, so the progress of the orphanage construction will be followed up by the money."

"So that's how it is." I took a deep breath.

I chatted with Hong Yongxiang for a few more words and learned that he would stay until the evening and leave with Tan Zhenghong. I said to Hong: "Mr. Hong, please go and sort out the manuscript I wrote a few days ago. Can you please send it to Mr. Fei for me?"

"Okay." Hong Yongxiang agreed, and suddenly thought of blood, and asked: "Yes, Miss Blood, how do you know that the transmission of Schistosoma japonicum is related to Oncomelaniasis?"

I learned something from Hong: "I used to hear about the old beggar in Qian's hometown who was infected with schistosomiasis. Many people died from schistosomiasis. Now I know that she is lucky and has other reasons. She was not infected... Schistosomiasis is related to Oncomelaniasis. When I was a child, I also used blood."

When she was writing this paragraph, she thought that if the relationship between snails and schistosomiasis had already been discovered, then it would be better for her. If the disease had not been discovered yet, she would use the same excuse.

So that's it! Hong Yongxiang said: "Miss Xi, you are really unlucky. Now, I feel more and more that you are experiencing her blood at home."

She made me laugh, but in fact she was really an insect and went through her mortal life.

Talking about blood, Hong Yongxiang and Tan Zhenghong were planning to do something bloody.

After listening to this, I had a better impression of Tan Zhenghong.

Too much, I really want to help the lower class people.

After taking a breath, I said goodbye to Hong Yongxiang, went back home, and started to organize the manuscripts.

After tidying up, she took out paper and pen and wrote a letter to Fei Zhongxu.

She used to be very good at writing traditional Chinese characters, but she has been writing too much in recent months and it is too late to practice her handwriting.

I would like to thank you for your support first, then I would like to say that when the book "Two-Faced Demon Lord" is published, the name can be changed to something more elegant, and I would also like to add some content to the book.

Whenever she published a book in modern times, she would add extra chapters to make the book sell better.

Taici can also be written as a few miles.

After writing the letter to Fei Zhongxu, I took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter to New Hour.

She hopes that the next time "New Hourly News" publishes her article about worms, it will add a small paragraph, saying that the content about worms in her article, which is related to schistosomiasis, is welcome to adapt it into a song and sing it.

She hopes that information about schistosomiasis can be spread more widely to prevent the spread of the epidemic.

At this time, Xi Qian packed up her things and left with Xi Xieli.

Xi Qian bought so many things today because she was going back to her parents' home.

In the rural areas of Xiaohaitai, people would cook some dishes and offer sacrifices to their elders on their elders’ death anniversary.

And today is the anniversary of the death of Qian's mother, the insect.

In previous years, she would go back to her parents' home when the weather was fine, and this time it was natural that she would go back as well.

"Grandma, please be careful on the road." I sent Xi Qian out.

After Xi Qian left, she continued to write for hours until Xi Xuewen had finished all the preparations and started to cook. Then she went to the stove and took the bloody bowl to help Xi Xuewen taste the food.

Too her: Because she is greedy, in fact: busy with money, too hungry.

When Tan Zhenghong took me to eat rice bugs, she couldn't help laughing when she saw the little bugs sucking some of my blood.

I was the first to suck some insects and she was disgusted.

At home, according to the money for meals, after she provided the ingredients, Xuewen would cook for her at home: the bloodworms would be used to make the meals.

At home, the school will give me enough food, so I eat some of the insects, actually: I eat the portion at home.

She also pays great attention to hygiene. She would pick up food directly from the pot with chopsticks, and would use a spatula to scoop it up and put it in a bowl when eating insects.

Many restaurants cook it too much, and often the chef directly uses a spatula to scoop up the blood soup, and then tastes the saltiness with the spatula.

In order to make it more convenient for Tan Zhenghong to eat at home, the family moved the eight-immortals table out, and Tan Zhenghong invited Hong Yongxiang to sit at home and eat together.

Hong Yongxiang Hong: "She: sit down with her?"

Tan Zhenghong, assistant bodyguard and young bricklayer, was already ill and bleeding.

Liangli bricklayer Hong: "My family Qian Zhi: goes outside to eat insects, and she eats them in Taili."

When at home, use your own bowl to fill it with rice, add some vegetables, and then take the bowl away.

At home, her son also went to work as a blood circulation worker, but he was only a handyman, and she ate with him.

At home, I wanted my son to eat some good insects, and I also wanted to bring some delicious insects home. I simply ate them at the small table with her, divided the money in advance, and left with the blood.

Today, Xixuewen cooked pork stewed with fried tofu. After picking up the dishes, Tailiang asked Xixuewen to scoop more soup into his bowl to mix with rice.

When he went outside with the bowl in his hand, he would immediately attract the envy of the little workers who were eating. The two sons were even more jealous: they went outside with the bowl in their hand and ate for money.

"Eat less, and bring some back for your brothers and sisters." The bricklayer said, and sighed for the first time that he had met such a good boss.

On the 23rd day, a little bug arrived at the orphanage construction site. The day passed by was no different from usual, but there was a "new" in the blood.

When Xi Qianshi left her mother, she brought back a thirty-year-old woman from Qianli.

Tai: She looks a bit like Qian's brother, which reminds me of her: Qian's younger daughter, who is very efficient and likable.

"Cousin." I screamed with blood.

"I haven't seen you for a few months. I really like you. You look much better. When I talked to you before, I thought you were too thin." Aunt Qian said with a smile.

When Xi Xuewen passed away, Cousin Qian went to his house to help.

Cousin Qian has already married, and Xi Yuanshan is also married. According to local customs, she: uses mourning insects, but: she uses blood.

Give blood money to candles, and then run around for the money, working non-stop for three days.

Later, the concubine Qian had the nerve to suck her blood, and then he gave her blood, and finally asked her to take the blood away for the funeral and eat the leftovers in the money bucket.

Cousin: She was very wrong, everyone in her family was very nice to her, she was a little curious about why she wanted to follow Qian back.

Aunt Qian did not hide it: "I want to go to the county town to find a job and follow Da Gu Yehong to get blood."

Xi Qian's mother's home is two miles away from where I live now, and it takes two hours to walk there. It's also a three-hour journey from the county seat.

And Cousin Qian married even further away.

She wanted to go to the county town to grow up, preferably closer to where the sick people lived, and planned to sleep on the floor in the main hall of Xi's house for two days.

(End of this chapter)