Xiao Chen and Tang Bing returned to the quarantine area and went to the place where Village Chief Yang lives. Village Chief Yang lives in the quarantine area. He is now responsible for managing the villagers in Yangjiazhai who have not been infected with the plague.
The current jobs of these villagers are cooking, cooking, washing clothes, etc. Of course, these are paid, and the government will give them a sum of money.
It was late at night at this time, and Village Chief Yang was probably already resting.
Xiao Chen came to the tent where Village Chief Yang lived. He and his wife were sleeping in the same tent.
"Village Chief Yang, are you asleep? I am Xiao Chen." Xiao Chen shouted outside the tent.
Under this special situation, Xiao Chen had to wake up Village Chief Yang.
Village Chief Yang was in a daze when he suddenly heard someone calling him outside, and it was Dr. Xiao. He immediately woke up.
In his wife's dissatisfied tone, Village Chief Yang hurriedly put on his clothes, looked at his wife and said, "Why are you making such a fuss? Dr. Xiao is a big shot, and now he is trying to save us villagers. What do you know with long hair?"
Village Chief Yang found that it was fortunate that Xiao Chen could not understand their Miao dialect, otherwise, if word got out, he would have a very bad impression.
After growing up in Yang Village, he came out with his own cigarettes and lighter.
When I went outside, I found that it was indeed Xiao Chen and Tang Bing.
"Village Chief Yang, I bother you so late, but I have something important and I must ask you as soon as possible."
"It's okay." Village Chief Yang said.
The three of them left here and went outside. When they arrived at a place far away from the isolation area and did not disturb other people's rest, Village Chief Yang sat down directly and wanted to hand a piece of local tobacco rolled casually to Xiao Chen.
Said: "Village Chief Yang, I don't smoke, you can smoke!"
Village Chief Yang took out the lighter and lit it, then took a puff and felt much better and more awake.
Xiao Chen began to say: "I just went up the mountain to see the old lady. The old lady told you about a century-old curse in Yangjiazhai."
A century-old curse?
Since he was here in Yangjiazhai, Village Chief Yang must have heard of it, but he didn't believe it.
"Dr. Xiao, this may be fake. There is no centuries-old curse."
"It may be false, but the old lady said that the first person to be infected with this plague was Yang Laowu. I would like to ask about Yang Laowu's situation."
Yang Laowu?
When Xiao Chen asked about Yang Laowu, Village Chief Yang seemed a little unnatural again.
After all, he was the deputy village chief before and now the acting village chief.
However, he knew very well what Yang Laowu did.
Yang Lao is a five-year-old man, but he still has to live. Although he is also a five-guaranteed household and a Miao, he has a minimum living allowance of 1,500 yuan every month.
However, Yang Laowu usually grows these tobacco leaves, then turns them into shredded tobacco, and sells them on market days, which can make a little money.
However, in fact, there are not many. The cut tobacco grown by these ordinary villagers is very cheap, only a few yuan for a bag.
What Village Chief Yang is smoking now is actually grown at home.
"Dr. Xiao, I don't know what you want to ask?" Village Chief Yang asked.
"I heard from the old lady and the young lady that Yang Laowu had been cutting trees on the mountain before his accident."
Cut down trees?
When Village Chief Yang heard this, he looked a little bad again.
There are mountains for hundreds of miles around here. If there are mountains, there must be trees. And many of the trees here are more than a hundred years old, so in the eyes of many Yangjiazhai villagers, these are sacred trees.
However, several timber merchants came from the south and asked the villagers to go to the mountains to cut down trees and deliver them to the town. These villagers would have a sum of money.
Are those trees ownerless?
"Village Chief Yang, whose trees belong to them?"
"I don't know. Anyway, everyone in the city and county said it belonged to them. At that time, these mountains were not divided. However, the villagers of Yangjiazhai all had a share. Therefore, people like Yang Laowu and others did not pass through it themselves.
I agreed, and I and other villagers secretly went up to cut down the trees, then chopped them down, carried them down, and sold them to the timber merchants."
"You village cadres can't control it?" Xiao Chen asked.
If it were in other places, Xiao Chen felt that it would be impossible without the consent of the village cadres.
"I can't control it." Village Chief Yang shook his head and said.
"However, those who felled the trees were indeed infected with the plague and died first. Maybe it was retribution." Village Chief Yang added.
"Village Chief Yang, I have no control over tree felling. What I want to ask is, what was Yang Laowu like before his accident? Is his body still there now?"
Village Chief Yang felt relieved when he heard that Xiao Chen didn't care about felling trees. After all, in Village Chief Yang's view, Xiao Chen must be a very high-ranking official in charge of all matters in the quarantine area. He was afraid that the other party would be there.
Investigate it.
"Before his accident, he and several other old men in the village would go up the mountain to cut trees every day. Sometimes he would come down every two or three days and bring dry food back up. Then, almost two months ago, when he came back for the last time, he
Go find Xiao Yang in the village."
"Village Chief Yang, who is Xiao Yang?"
"Xiao Yang is the first college student in the village. He studied medicine in a medical school before. After returning, he opened a private clinic in the village. Yang Laowu said that he felt very uncomfortable and wanted to catch a cold. Later, Xiao Yang gave him a fever-reducing injection.
Those, unexpectedly, were of no use. Later, this happened to more and more people. In addition to Yang Laowu, there were also the group of people who went up the mountain to cut trees with Yang Laowu, and even Yang Laowu and those few
The old man’s family members all developed symptoms similar to colds and fevers. Xiao Yang felt something was wrong and asked them to go to the town’s health center for treatment. Unexpectedly, he also fell ill.”
"What about Xiao Yang?" Xiao Chen already knew that Xiao Yang was the doctor in the private clinic.
"He's dead. He's the fifth person in the village to die. He's young. He looks only four or five years older than you. It's so pitiful."
In fact, it was those patients who showed specific symptoms of cold and fever, felt something was wrong at the health center, and then notified the county, and finally, reported the matter to the city and province.
Of course, during that time, the local government continued to conceal the incident, because they did not expect it to be so serious, so the media reporters did not know about it, and the news was blocked.
The more Xiao Chen listened, the more strange he felt. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter might be related to the source of the spread of the plague.
"What about Yang Laowu's body?"
"Yang Laowu was the first to die. He has been buried in the mountains. He has not been dug up yet because the Miao people's custom is to bury them in the ground. However, I heard from the leaders above that they are afraid that dead people can also be infected with the virus.
Bacteria must be dug up and cremated."
Xiao Chen thought Yang Laowu's body was in the quarantine area, but to his surprise, it was actually buried.
He thought it was normal. After all, at the beginning, Yang Laowu's group of people were the first to die, and no one guessed that it was a plague.
However, they all stayed behind and were frozen. They have not been buried yet. Naturally, they stayed here for research (to be continued).