The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

After checking every house in the village, he finally arrived at the west of the village. Standing at the doors of a few houses with their doors closed, the village chief let out a deep breath.

He knocked on the gate of Zhang Laosan's house first, but there was no response after a long time.

The men looked at each other, their hearts beating fast. A younger man, not caring about age or seniority, shouted at the top of his voice: "Zhang Laosan, are you home? Come and open the door."

After shouting several times, there was still no response. After looking at each other again, someone went to call people from other yards.

"Zhang Dazhu, Zhang Ercheng, Zhang Pingan..."

"Alas, there are people at Zhang Ercheng and Zhang Ping'an's homes. Today I saw Ercheng's brother and Ping'an's father both working in the fields."

When the village chief heard that someone from the two men's families had gone to the fields, his eyes widened instantly. He didn't care about Zhang Laosan, and despite his old limbs, he was still running quite fast.

"Let's go check out those two first."

If someone in the family is sick and still goes out to work in the fields, will the people who come into contact with them be infected?

The village chief didn't even dare to think about it, and Yan Zhenshen's words "one in ten" appeared in his mind again.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He subconsciously looked for Yan Zhenshen and then sighed helplessly.

Yan Zhenshen and Xiao Ge'er came over to talk about the matter. Before leaving, Xiao Ge'er said seriously that they had said everything they needed to say. Anyway, their home was outside the village and the village could not affect them in any way. Coming to remind them was a favor, but don't bring their man along for dangerous things, otherwise, even if he knew more in the future, he would not say a word more.

Xiao Ge'er is related to Lu Zhubu's family, and Dean Qiao lives in the Yan family. Together with the one in the Beishan mansion, it has to be said that in the eyes of many people, the Yan family is more prestigious than him, the village chief.

Moreover, the Yan family knows so many important people, so they must know more and more accurately than him, the village chief.

As a small village chief, he would naturally not offend such a person and nodded repeatedly. However, he did not expect that when he really encountered a problem, he would start to fumble around in confusion. He always wanted a reliable person to give him some advice.

"That Wang Wu..." When the village chief saw Wang Wu standing at the back, he subconsciously called out, thinking that this man had a good relationship with the Yan family.

Before the village chief could say anything, Wang Wu waved his hands and pushed back: "Village chief, I am the only child in my family. My parents are old and Dongdong is still young. As the pillar of the family, I don't think I should stand under the dangerous wall. It would be irresponsible to my family. Although the ancients said that one should sacrifice one's own family for the sake of the whole community, but..."

"Okay, shut up." The village chief was troubled by what he said and turned his gaze to other people.

Everyone waved their hands and said, "Village Chief, although I am not the only child in the family, I also have a wife and children. You can't bear to see my wife without a husband and my children without a father."

"Then it's even worse for me. I haven't even married yet. Compared to you guys, I'm just a kid. This kind of thing shouldn't happen to me."

More than a dozen people were talking at the same time and no one wanted to move forward. After all, this epidemic was no joke. If they rushed in for the sake of the entire village and got infected themselves, they would die, but if they did, the rest of their family would be dragged down by them.

You really won't be able to close your eyes even after you die, and you might even be beaten by your ancestors in the underworld, just to show off and show off your abilities.

Village chief: “…” It’s true that people only regret not having enough food when they need it. No, it’s not that there are not enough people, but that they are all too timid.

Well, actually he was quite scared, but as the head of the village, he had no choice but to rush in.

"come in."

The village chief had just taken a deep breath and was about to knock on the door again when it was opened from the inside. Zhang Ercheng's brother rubbed his face vigorously a few times and exhaled: "Ercheng is the only one in my family who has that damn disease. As soon as I found out, I vacated a room for him to live alone."

The village chief frowned and said, "Since you found something wrong, why didn't you tell the village?"

Zhang Dacheng squatted on the ground with a look of wanting to cry but no tears: "What can I say? If I don't say anything, I can still go out and work for half a day, but once I say it, how can you deal with it? You lock us up and let us fend for ourselves. Village chief, there are eight or nine people in my family, and we can't all die because of my brother."

The village chief wanted to blame someone but didn't know where to blame him. That's how it is in the village. Many times there are always some unavoidable difficulties. It just depends on which perspective you look at it from.

Zhang Dacheng concealed the crime for the sake of his family, but for the villagers, it could have been a calamity.

"Your family is alive, but what about us? Our two fields are next to each other. This morning I was resting with you in the field." A man spoke indignantly, looking so angry that he wanted to beat Zhang Dacheng up.

Zhang Dacheng quickly explained: "I really didn't mean to harm anyone. I didn't have any contact with my brother. My mother left the food and medicine at the door. Except for my brother, no one in our family is infected."

Everyone looked towards the yard and saw that his whole family was indeed fine. Everyone was even wrapped in towels. It seemed that just as Zhang Dacheng said, everyone was being very careful.

At this moment, the women's eyes were red from crying, and the men looked dejected. The village chief felt very sorry for them.

But even though he couldn't bear it, he still took out the black cloth and hung it on his door: "Dacheng, don't blame your uncle. I will come to see you from time to time, but you and your family should stay at home for the time being."

Zhang Dacheng choked up and nodded, then asked, "What should I do if my brother is gone?"

Although he had never been to that room, his brother had not come out to get things for two days in a row, so he thought it wouldn't be long.

The village chief was choked again, and after a long while he sighed, "If it is really gone, then you can tie it up with a straw mat at night and bury it in a deep pit nearby."

"Okay." Zhang Dacheng didn't say anything else and just closed the door. Then the crying in the yard became louder and louder, and many men who followed him had tears in their eyes.

Zhang Ercheng's family is relatively reasonable, but things get a little tricky at Zhang Ping'an's house. Zhang Ping'an's father stands in front of the door with a hoe in his hand, and whenever someone asks his son a question, he starts swinging the hoe.

"My son is fine. Go wherever you want and don't hang around outside my house."

The village chief was standing at the front and was almost hit by the hoe. Fortunately, the person behind him was quick to pull him away, otherwise he might have died on the spot.

"Okay, if you say your son is fine, then he is fine. We won't go in, but your family members cannot go out."

Zhang Ping'an's father swung his hoe again: "Get out, all of you, get out."