"Yeah, okay, you're fine. Have you eaten? There's still porridge in the pot. Eat some if you're hungry, and take a rest after eating."
"Mom, we have all eaten. My uncle asked my aunt to make pig meat and eat it directly in the village."
"That's good, boss. You bury the pork in the snow and freeze it. You guys should wash it off quickly and have a good rest."
"Hey, mother, I'm going right away."
After the father and son washed up, the second and third children went back to the house to rest. When Yuntian returned to the room, he also cleaned his hammer and brought it back to the room.
In the front yard, Yunxi thought for a while and decided not to tell grandma and grandpa about the plague because she didn't know yet whether the plague hadn't started yet or if it had already infected many people.
In her dream, she remembered that the village was not too far from her home, and she planned to go there with Martha in her car at night after her grandparents fell asleep.
She should make plans after reading it. If the epidemic has reached the situation in her dream, she must find out the cause.
After Yun Xi thought about it clearly, he no longer hesitated and just waited for the night.
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Shanghe County, county government.
At this time, it had been two days since it stopped snowing, but the weather was still quite cold and the snow had not melted much.
However, because the snow stopped, the villages that were severely affected also found ways to report the damage in the villages to Magistrate Wu.
From the statistical list of disaster victims in each village, Magistrate Wu found that only Yunjia Village had reported the disaster, and they were just some lonely old people who had frozen to death due to their age.
The villagers whose houses collapsed and were killed were not reported, which made Magistrate Wu heave a sigh of relief.
Let’s not talk about other villages. This Yunjia Village was explained to Mr. Li again and again before he took office as the governor of Qing’an Prefecture.
He must pay more attention to a family named Yun in Yunjia Village. He was somewhat aware of the reason. That family was registered in front of the Holy Master.
You have to take some care of him. Another thing is that the reason why Mr. Li was promoted is somewhat related to the Yun family.
Moreover, Mr. Li said before taking office that if he really encounters something that cannot be solved, he can go to Yunjia Village and ask Mrs. Yun.
He also knew this, after all, he also played a guest role as an underworld ghost at that time, interrogating prisoners.
There must be an expert behind the Yun family, otherwise how could an old country woman have such magical things? And come up with such a special method of interrogating criminals.
Magistrate Wu's thoughts coincided with Master Li's. They both believed that there was a master behind the Yun family.
At this time, looking at the death toll reported from each village, Magistrate Wu was a little confused.
The snow is so thick that there is no way to help them build houses. Please give them money, but the money is not enough! There are so many people affected by the disaster, how much money should the family give?
Besides, giving money can't solve the problems these people are facing. What a worry!
But after thinking about it, Magistrate Wu called his people over. First, he ordered each medical clinic in the county to have a doctor.
Later, he arranged for his subordinates to be divided into more than a dozen teams according to the number of doctors.
Starting from the most serious villages, one village after another treats the injured first.
Doctors can treat these people free of charge, but they need to spend their own money on medicines.
However, Magistrate Wu considered that the expenses of these families who lost their houses would be high, so the county government would bear some of the costs, but the villagers themselves would bear the majority.
As for the issue of houses, let the head of each village arrange it first, or if you have relatives and friends, you can rent it first.
There won't be any work on the house for a while, and winter hasn't passed yet, so we don't need to think about it yet.
If there was really no place to live, Magistrate Wu thought about it and arranged for his officials to dig out some cellars.
Just live underground for a while, deal with it, and then build a house next spring.
As these policies are promulgated, many people feel that the new county magistrate still has two tricks up his sleeve.
The disaster caused by the snow was slowly recovered under the arrangements of Magistrate Wu.
It was just the heavy snow that hindered the progress of these people. Some seriously injured people still did not wait for doctor's treatment.
Magistrate Wu was also helpless and could only ask his men to go faster and faster!
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Fuxi County, outside the county seat.
At this time, Wang Zhi finally arrived in front of the county town. Thinking of his father's words two days ago, Wang Zhi became jealous and didn't know what his father was doing now.
The plague was so severe, maybe his father was dead? Wang Zhi looked at the huge city gate and shook his hands tightly at his sides.
Before he came to the county seat, he had already settled his mother, wife and children. Now that he was going to the county government, whether he would live or die, he had no worries in his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Zhi stepped into Fuxi County. The county was bustling with people, which was in sharp contrast to the silence of their Mingyuan Village. Children were laughing and playing.
The hawkers' hawking and the customers' bargaining made Wang Zhi feel like he was in another world.
He did not dare to stay in crowded places for fear that he might also catch the plague. He walked all the way to places with few people, and even asked for directions from afar if he did not know the way.
After twisting and turning all the way, he finally found the county government office. Wang Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door of the county government office.
He hesitated forward, walked up to an official, and said respectfully: "This official is Wang Zhi, the son of the village chief of Mingyuan Village. I came here this time to inform the county magistrate of something important. I don't know.
Can you tell me something for the common people?"
The official at the gate of the county government glanced at the official on the other side and did not speak.
Another official said, "Humph, you think the county magistrate can meet you whenever you want. Not to mention you, the village chief's son, even if your father, the village chief, comes, you may not be able to meet the county magistrate."
After the man finished speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "It won't do any good, who dares to risk offending the county magistrate to report it for you, huh."
Wang Zhi heard the official's mutterings, but it was not that he didn't want to give the other party money, but that he was afraid that if the money he brought was infected with the plague, the whole Fuxi County would be ruined, and he did not want to become a sinner.
The speed at which the plague spread was really scary, and Wang Zhi was helpless because he didn't want to harm them.
Wang Zhi was helpless and paced back and forth anxiously. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the grievance drum outside the county government office and had a flash of inspiration.
Since the county magistrate is not someone he can meet whenever he wants, then he can always see the county magistrate when he beats the drum and complains.
Wang Zhi ignored the two officials, walked to the injustice drum in a few steps, took out the drumsticks from the drum stand, and started banging on the injustice drum.
The two officials at the door saw Wang Zhi's posture, which was originally casual, and immediately became cautious.
One person winked at the other person, and the other person turned around and entered the county government office.
The drum of injustice has been sounded, and the county magistrate must go to court for interrogation. After Wang Zhi beat for a while, he stopped, and the official in front of the door came forward.
Without saying much, Wang Zhi was brought directly into the county government office. When Wang Zhi entered the county government office and stood up, the officials on both sides spoke in unison: "Might... Wu."
The county magistrate was shocked, and Wang Zhi quickly knelt down: "Who are you kneeling on, and what are your grievances? Please tell me quickly."
Wang Zhi was also very nervous at this time. It was his first time entering the county government office, and he had already made plans to escape death when he came.
But for a common man with a flat head entering the county government office for the first time, he felt quite nervous.
