Four Foods in the Mountains

The rain is still pattering underground, and the next few days are sunny.

Many people in the village have abdominal pains recently, especially children. The old doctor’s clinic is full of people almost every day. Even the village head went to ask, what’s going on?

The old Langzhong narrowed his eyes: "I'm afraid it has something to do with this day. The weather is bad. During this period of time, everyone in the village boiled water and drank it. Don't drink well water."

"It's a good thing that the water in our house is boiled, so we didn't covet the coolness." Hearing what Lu Yunlang and Lu Yunchuan said when they came back from the village chief's house, Yao Chunling was relieved to hug Brother Zhi.

Lu Yunlang said: "It's not just our village. The village chief said that boy Ping sent a letter back. Many people in the town have abdominal pain recently. I think it's because of the bad weather, dirty water, and the hospital has been too busy recently."

Boy Ping from the village head's family works as the accountant in the restaurant in the town, so his words can't be false.

"It's not a good day this year. If the rain doesn't stop, people will get sick, and so will the crops," Yao Chunling said.

Because of the long rains in autumn, the corn in the field is not growing well, and every family in the village looks at the corn field with anxiety. This is the grain for winter.

Fortunately, after hearing what the old doctor said, the symptoms of abdominal pain in the villagers improved a lot. Even the most stingy people knew that they should not feel sorry for the firewood, and the water in their mouths had to be boiled.

However, the situation in the town is not optimistic. Boy Ping often asks people in the village to sell things in the town to send back letters, saying that more and more people in the town are going to the medical center to seek medical treatment. Not only do they have abdominal pain, many people also have fever and tongue congestion. , looking very scary.

Every time Mr. Ping came back with a letter, the village chief would call the men in the village to his home and read it to them.

After convincing, the men in the courtyard frowned.

"I didn't expect it to be so serious in the town. What's going on? Can't we just boil the water?"

"Who knows, it sounds scary. I was planning to go to the town to sell ducks with my wife tomorrow, but now I don't dare to go. If I get sick again after going there, it will delay a lot of work. "

"By the way, the disease is strange this time. I have never seen so many people suffer from the same disease when I grow up. My old mother said that it looks like the epidemic when she was young..."

The man suddenly fell silent, stopped talking, and cautiously raised his eyes to look at the village chief.

The village chief held the letter in his hand and still frowned when he heard this.

The courtyard exploded because of this word.

"No way, isn't everyone in our village well? I think it's because the townspeople don't pay attention to themselves, the water they drink is not boiled, and their firewood is not like ours, which only takes a little effort to go up the mountain to chop. Bought for copper plates."

"I see it too, San Zhu, don't listen to your mother scaring people."

"That's right, no matter how bad it is, there is still Fucheng. Fucheng will definitely not ignore it. I'm afraid the doctor will be sent down in two days."

Sanzhu scratched his head: "I was also so bald by accident, don't listen to me, listen to the village chief."

The village chief looked at these men talking to each other, and said solemnly: "Stop arguing, the belief is over, you all know the situation in the town, don't care what's wrong, go back and tell your family, these If you can't go to the town, don't go."

When Lu Yunchuan returned home from the village chief's house, Cen Ning was smoking wormwood in the yard.

The wormwood was tied to the eaves during the Dragon Boat Festival, and it had already dried in the sun. Cen Ning often pinched it off and lit it in the yard to smoke. Not only could it repel mosquitoes, but the burning wormwood would also give off a delicate fragrance.

Seeing Lu Yunchuan come back, Cen Ning asked, "How is it? What did the village chief say this time?"

Lu Yunchuan helped Cen Ning light a handful of wormwood, and said, "The situation in the town is getting worse and worse."

"How come?" Cen Ning asked in surprise, "The old doctor can cure us, but can't the medical clinic in the town cure them?"

Lu Yunchuan frowned: "Perhaps, our village has a water problem, but the town...is not just a water problem."

"Then what else?" Cen Ning asked.

Lu Yunchuan said: "I don't know, let's see if the medical center in the town can find out the source. I won't go to the town recently."

Cen Ning nodded straightly. If the town was really that serious, he wouldn't worry about Lu Yunchuan going.

Seeing the chicken coop in the back room, Lu Yunchuan picked up the shovel: "I'm going to clean the chicken coop."

Cen Ning was stunned for a moment while smoking the wormwood, didn't he just clean it yesterday?

Every family in the village raises livestock, such as chickens, ducks, geese and rabbits, and the richer families also raise pigs and cattle.Raising livestock will naturally produce excrement. The excrement of the farm is useful, so it must be stored. In this kind of cloudy and rainy day, the smell is the most unpleasant.

There are only a few chickens in the house, and I love cleaning diligently. It is much better than other houses in the village, and there is very little smell.

Lu Yunchuan cleaned the chicken coop with a shovel, cleaned the hut, and did not stop after doing these things. He also cleared the accumulated water in front of the house, behind the house, and even in the jars and pots in the yard. He was very busy on a cloudy day. sweat.

When Cen Ning finished cooking and called him to eat, he was filling the yard with smoked wormwood, and even put a handful in the vegetable garden.

Lying on the bed at night, Cen Ning lay in Lu Yunchuan's arms as usual. After thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong with his husband today, so he rubbed Lu Yunchuan's chin and whispered, "You have something to hide from me."

Lu Yunchuan subconsciously wanted to reply, but Cen Ning said, "I won't be able to sleep soundly tonight if you don't tell me."

After what happened to Sister Lan last time, Cen Ning used this as his trump card, and Lu Yunchuan followed him most of the time, so this trick was not used many times, but it worked every time.

Sure enough, Lu Yunchuan sighed helplessly, and touched Cen Ning's face with his big palm.

"What's the matter?" Cen Ning looked up into Lu Yunchuan's eyes and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just my guess." Lu Yunchuan paused and said, "In the afternoon at the village head's house, Sanzhu said that the problem was strange, and his mother said it was like... an epidemic."

"Plague?!" Cen Ning widened his eyes.

Lu Yunchuan detailed what happened at the village chief's house in the afternoon, "So I'm a little worried."

The epidemic is not a joke. Although Lu Yunchuan himself has never experienced it himself, he heard from his grandma when he was a child that countless people died in the epidemic more than 30 years ago. In the end, there was no place to bury the corpses, so they had to be burned. The fire burning the corpses in the open space outside the city burned for days and nights.After the epidemic, more than half of the houses in the city were vacant, because the whole family went there during the epidemic.

So when Zhuzi mentioned it in the afternoon, Lu Yunchuan kept on thinking about it. After returning home, he cleaned the front and back of the house before he felt a little relieved. His father said that during the epidemic, he was most afraid of those pickled things, so they had to be cleaned up. That's good.

Seeing that Cen Ning was a little frightened, Lu Yunchuan patted him on the back to coax him: "Don't be afraid, I'm just worried, maybe it will be all right after a while."

Cen Ning buried himself closer to Lu Yunchuan's arms, and said comfortingly: "Well, and like they said, Fucheng should send someone to come at that time. The doctors in Fucheng are very skilled, and there will always be a way."

Little did he know that Fucheng was already too busy to take care of himself at this time.

In the middle of the night, every household turned off their lights and went to sleep. Two men ran into Yunxi Village from the mountain road with baskets on their backs.

Both men were out of breath but didn't slow down. One of them tripped over a stone on the side of the road and fell to the ground. He immediately got up and continued running without patting his clothes.

There was a dog barking in the village, and the two ran all the way to the gate of the village chief's house, patting the gate and shouting.

"Father, mother, open the door quickly, it's not good!"

"Village chief, open the door quickly, something serious has happened!"

There were noises from the houses of the village chief's house. When the village chief hurriedly opened the door in his clothes, he saw that his sons and daughters-in-law were all woken up, and they all came out in their clothes to look into the yard.

"Why do I sound like Yaoer's voice?"

The boss strode into the yard, and when the door opened, Boy Ping and Dalang Zhou stood outside.

Before waiting for the people in the room to ask.

Boy Ping said with a pale face: "Father, it's not good, there's an epidemic."