Zhao Luoyang was thinking here, while Luo Shi was already asking over there.
Zhao Xueli said: "Yuan Rang and I were in a hurry to come back, but we didn't see too clearly. Xuejing and Xueyi went to inquire about the news."
When Old Mrs. Yang heard that another person had died, her heart sank. If she hurried on in such a hurry, even a rat behind her would starve to death, so don't let anything happen again.
Mrs. Yang looked at Luo Shi and said, "Let the third and fourth daughters-in-law bring the babies over." The family gathered together to feel more at ease.
A few days ago, the third daughter-in-law, Tao, discovered that she might be pregnant.
After Zhao Luoyang was injured, Ge was afraid that the two children would cause trouble, and Tao also needed to take care of him, so the two of them took the children not far away to rest.
Perhaps he noticed the movement here, and Luo Shi saw Tao Shi and Ge Shi approaching halfway.
"Is Luo Ya awake?" Mrs. Tao, Zhao's third daughter-in-law, asked immediately.
Roche nodded.
Both Tao and Ge were filled with joy. Although their niece could not speak on weekdays, she was not as stupid as outsiders said. At least she would not cause trouble to them on weekdays. Instead, she would help them with some things. Recently, the niece
It's getting better and better, and this time I even saved the whole family.
Zhao Luoyang felt a chill on his forehead, and Zhao Yuanrang crushed the herbs he found and applied them to Zhao Luoyang's wound.
"Are you feeling better, sister?" Zhao Yuanrang stared at Zhao Luoyang with his clear eyes.
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "It feels very comfortable after applying the herbal medicine."
Zhao Yuanrang whispered: "My father got the prescription from Mr. Song."
Zhao Luoyang knew about Mr. Song. The Song family was a large family in the relocation. This family used to have a big house in the city. I heard that Mr. Song's son was imprisoned, which led to his current situation. The Song family was not public about it.
, but Mr. Song is very stingy. No matter who comes to borrow something, Mr. Song will not give it to him. I don’t know how my father is willing to let Mr. Song help.
Zhao Yuan asked to speak, and the two children beside Tao and Ge came forward.
Tao's eldest son Zhao Yuanji said: "Sister, can you speak? Can you speak in the future?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "Yes."
Zhao Yuanji is one year younger than Zhao Yuanrang, and his young face is also full of joy.
Ge Shi looked at Zhao Yuanbao who was holding her legs. Yuan Bao was timid and would only pester her on weekdays. Ge Shi was angry and kicked Zhao Yuanbao, but Zhao Yuanbao still refused to come forward.
Ge Shi sighed inwardly, fearing that her son would not have any future prospects.
While everyone was talking, brothers Zhao Xuejing and Zhao Xueyi came back.
Zhao Xuejing walked quickly, and Zhao Xueyi behind him was carrying a few logs on his shoulders and was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
Seeing Zhao Luoyang, the two people first came up to express concern, and then talked about the situation outside.
Zhao Xuejing said: "I asked people about it, and they all said it has been too hot these days and I am suffering from heat stroke, but I don't think that's the case. I just met Brother Ding, who was going to the city to buy food, so he
I found that not one or two people fell down on the way to the city, but Brother Ding watched from a distance and did not dare to step forward."
Ding Maosheng and the Zhao family live in the same village, and they usually have a lot of interactions with each other. This time, they even helped each other on the road and got very close.
Old Mrs. Yang said: "With so many people dying at once, is it possible that this is really an epidemic?"
Zhao Xueli said: "After the death of the young prince of Yu, the northwest was in chaos. Many people in the yamen were transferred away. If not for this, the bandits would not dare to be so rampant. Regardless of whether it was an epidemic or not, they would definitely not be able to count on it.
Go to the Yamen, we can't say this to anyone, but we have to know something in our hearts."
I heard that Young Prince Yu is only nineteen years old this year. Despite his young age, he is already famous and has made many military exploits. However, there are also some not-so-good rumors, saying that he was infected with murderous intent too early and often gets angry and kills people.
When he entered Beijing to meet the emperor, he had a disagreement with the minister of the Ministry of Industry and drew his sword at him. He killed the minister and his son on the spot, so he was punished by the emperor.
The Zhao family will know this because Mr. Zhao is a teacher for the Yuanwai in the city, and these words all come from the Yuanwai's mouth.
Mrs. Yang looked at the fourth child, Zhao Xueyi: "What about you? Only your third brother said, what did you ask?"
Zhao Xueyi looked embarrassed.
Old Mrs. Yang then scolded: "Go and ask for information. What are you doing here carrying a few pieces of wood?"
Zhao Xueyi smiled naively: "I'm not thinking about it. If Luo Yatou doesn't get better for a while, I'll make a gift and carry her to the city for medical treatment." Just thinking about it while looking for wood, even asking about things.
In the back of my mind.
However, Zhao Xueyi remembered an unusual thing: "I seemed to have seen Huang Yamen in the woods just now. I wanted to go up and say a few words, but who knew that Huang Yamen left in a hurry? By the way, Huang Yamen's face
There seems to be a cloth covering the top."
Who wants to put those things on their face on such a hot day?
The hairs on the bodies of the entire Zhao family stood on end.
The three brothers of the Zhao family looked at each other. Zhao Xueli and Zhao Xuejing walked out again. This time they had to tell the truth.
Tao's palms were sweating. In a place like this, there is not enough food, let alone medicine. How can one survive if an epidemic is really spread?
Mr. Tao was so frightened that Zhao Xueyi began to toss the wood with a "ding, ding, bang, bang" sound, using the stones he took out from home to grind the wood.
Old Mrs. Yang looked angry and was about to yell, but Zhao Luoyang stopped her hand: "Grandma, let fourth uncle do it. We are a family of old and young, so we don't know who can use it."
It took a lot of effort for Mrs. Yang to get her granddaughter to speak. Now, no matter what Zhao Luoyang says, she is willing to listen. What's more, she thinks what her granddaughter says makes sense, so she doesn't care about it anymore.
Zhao Luoyang began to think about what would happen next. The worst outcome would be to encounter an epidemic.
"Grandma," Zhao Luoyang whispered, "how much food rations do we have?"
Old Mrs. Yang touched the package under her body. The food was all here. She carried it wherever she went. Some whole grains, some bran bark, dried vegetables, and flatbreads baked at home. Other than that,
, as well as two pheasants shot by several sons and wild vegetables and mushrooms they dug in the forest.
Mrs. Yang does not boast. No one can compare with her in food management. Who said that as soon as she opened her eyes, she had to fill the stomachs of eleven people? She prepared some food at home, but she did not
Digging less wild vegetables.
In order to be able to dig wild vegetables without delaying the journey, the strike must be steady, accurate and ruthless. Even if the geese pass by, the feathers will have to be plucked. Those who follow Mrs. Yang's butt will basically gain nothing.
As for money, before setting off, everyone bought some groceries and spent some money on the way. Yesterday, Mrs. Yang gave some to the third child, who asked the third child to exchange some millet with fellow travelers. The family still had less than three dollars left.
Most of the money was with her, and a small amount was given to her three sons and her daughter-in-law took it with her.
As for how much money the daughters-in-law had brought from their parents' families, Mrs. Yang didn't think about it. Before they came out, the daughters-in-law had already supplemented a lot in private. She couldn't pick on them until they were desperate.
There are a lot of things now, but if you don't get in or out, you will finish them quickly, and the money will be spent on the way.
Zhao Luoyang looked at the two lassoed pheasants. The two chickens only had their legs injured, but they were both alive.
Old Mrs. Yang said: "Want to eat? Let your fourth uncle Zai come and give it to you."
Luo Zhenniang also came over to look after her daughter.
Zhao Luoyang shook his head and looked at Mrs. Yang and Luo Zhenniang: "Grandma, mother, if it is really an epidemic, the faster we can go, the better. This chicken must be slaughtered immediately and roasted into dried meat on the fire. There will be no danger on the way.
I don’t have that much time to do this.”
Mrs. Yang was also thinking about this in her mind. She would not count on the government office. Those government officials would run faster than anyone else when something happened. Her granddaughter was right. She couldn't just wait for her two sons to inquire about the news. They also had to
Make some preparations.
Zhao Luoyang looked at Zhao Yuanrang: "You said that the medicine you gave me to treat my injury was obtained from Mr. Song?"
Mr. Song can't explain some medical theory, but he can see it more clearly.
Zhao Yuanrang nodded, and before Sister could speak, he already understood: "I'll go over quietly and see what Mr. Song is doing."
The remaining people could not be idle either. Luo Zhenniang and Ge Shi took several children to fetch water and filled all the water bags they brought.
Zhao Luoyang wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Mrs. Yang: "I'm not feeling well yet, so just rest here!"
Zhao Luoyang was forcibly held down and helped his fourth uncle to light the fire. Mrs. Yang went to kill the pheasant herself, and Mrs. Tao followed closely to help.
Zhao Luoyang was busy thinking about what he was doing.
"Shi Jiu," Zhao Luoyang said, "what do you think the situation is now?"
Shi Jiu heard Zhao Luoyang's voice but did not show up immediately. He had heard the conversation of the Zhao family just now, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
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Zhao Luoyang shouted again: "Shi Jiu?"
Shi Jiu continued not to respond, but watched the words in front of him change.
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Shi Jiu witnessed Zhao Luoyang's control over him with his own eyes. If he didn't respond to her in time, he would lose more and more health points.