Huju...the city is closed.
In order to prevent Lao Yan from focusing on himself, Yan’s second son decided to let his eldest nephew go up first.
An excuse to visit Lao Yan, take the elder nephew to go around the county school, and talk about the benefits of studying here. The child wants to make progress and go to school, can Lao Yan stop him?
Must not!
Doesn't this occupy the quota of this county school? He himself has been thinking about it for a few days. The quota for the secondary school given by Mr. Tian can only go to one person in the family. If he goes to the eldest nephew, he can't go. If you go...
Yan Laoer thought very beautifully, but he didn't expect to be blocked by crooked wooden fences before he reached the gate of the city.
Looking at the familiar yamen servant, covering his head and face with a cloth scarf, he yelled at him from afar: "Go back! Go back!"
Yan Lao Er subconsciously tightened the reins.
The voice was a little nervous: "Sambo, step back, and make a distance back."
He fumbled for the mask on his body, and put it on himself without hesitation.
Said to the eldest nephew again: "Heng'er, hurry up, the mask that Da Ya sewed for you, put it on, put it on quickly."
Thanks to the country’s bombing-style education, Yan Laoer saw this stance, he didn’t even think about it, and first protected himself.
Yan Xiangheng was in a daze, and when he saw his second uncle, he immediately blocked his face.
Then he also put on the mask, and then looked at the yamen servant in the distance with doubts...
"Brothers, I'm Yan Hushu's younger brother, Yan Er! What's the matter?" Yan Laoer shouted from the air.
"Brother Yan, don't come close. Huju also has an epidemic. Yan Hushu and Liang Hushu are all fine. We are all wearing masks. Go home quickly. Don't come if you have nothing to do!"
Yan's second child is so anxious, why did he say that, isn't it that the tiger is all right?
"What kind of disease is it? What did the doctor in the city say? You were fine two days ago, why did you suddenly get sick?"
"Alas!" The yamen servant in the distance sighed heavily, and kicked the temporary wooden fence twice unhappily. "There was a grandson who concealed the report, his family members were ignorant, and even helped Tibetans.
Can this disease be hidden? People are overwhelming, and together they are a large area.
Burning and vomiting again, the two brothers in the arresting class accidentally got caught, and now the family is closed to support them.
When the disease does not occur, it looks like a good person, but when it is discovered, it is too late, and I don’t know how many people have passed it on.
The old man ordered the gates of the city to be sealed, no entry or exit, and door-to-door announcements. If anyone dares to hide people again, don't blame our brothers for being rude! "
At the end, the yamen servant who spoke was already full of anger.
Yan Laoer's heart skipped a beat, he was in a panic.
"Brother, where should the sick people be housed now? They have to be alone in one place. It is best to have a larger space, and the sick people should be separated by curtains or something."
"You said it lightly, but you want to serve them well. We have to have that condition! Just over there, see, the sheds you lived in before are all there. Our brothers, now we not only have to give them Cooking porridge and cooking medicine for them, I really owe them in my previous life!"
Yan Er Er looked at the thatched hut where they used to live, and the reins in his hands tightened and tightened.
Sanbao took another two steps back, mooed, and raised his voice, as if he was somewhat puzzled.
"Where is my eldest brother? Is he in the government office?" Yan Laoer asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, Hushu and the old master are together. This mask was taught by Yan Hushu and Liang Hushu. I heard that you came up with it. Brother Yan, wait for this matter, brothers please You drink, and this little thing helps a lot."
With a clear mind, Yan Laoer shouted: "You can't always wear this one, you have to change it frequently, and when you change it, you have to stay away from the sick person. Sigh! The mask can't be removed and washed, who knows if it can be washed cleanly, you guys Wait, I'll go home and make a batch for you!"
Several yamen servants looked at each other, is there such a thing to say?
They did wear one all the time, for several days.
Hearing what Yan Er said, he immediately felt his heart tremble.
He hurriedly shouted: "Trouble Brother Yan, we have to throw away a lot of fabrics, and now I give you money, but you dare not accept it. In this way, first record it in the account, and later brothers will pay you back. You Is there anything else you want to tell Yan Hushu?"
Er Er Yan has a thousand words in his heart!
How is his brother doing now? Can the body handle it? What's going on in Huju City? Is it safe to be with the Grand Master? Fart, Mr. Tian is a good official, the more good the official, the more dangerous they are, because they will never protect themselves and are approachable to the people!
Finally came together in one sentence: "Let my brother pay attention to his body, don't work too hard, he won't be able to bear it."
Old Yan! We don't have to be so dedicated, don't rush forward!
"Okay, I will definitely bring you the words."
Yan Lao Er cupped his hands and shouted: "Brothers are waiting for me, be careful, if something is short, just ask, I will bring it to you!"
"Brother Yan, with your words, my brother's heart will be warm." The yamen servant was a little moved, and after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything about the lack of medicine in the city.
Yan's family has just settled in Huju, and their foundation is not stable. If they can have some family property, Gufeng and Huju have both been infected with the disease, so the price of medicinal materials may skyrocket.
One more... Out of the corner of his eye, he scanned the victims in the thatched shed.
Can't talk about lack of medicine.
"By the way, burn some vinegar and fumigate it, as well as wormwood, to remove the smell, it's better than nothing." Yan Laoer said.
The yamen servant nodded and watched him drive away.
He walked to the gate of the city and waited for the people in the city to deliver things.
Take this opportunity to pass the words to Yan Hushu, let him know that Yan Er is here, and if you have anything to say, hand it over quickly. If Yan Er really comes again, he will be at ease if he gets a message.
These few of them are also poor worms, with errands on their shoulders, and they are blocked outside the city just like the victims of the disaster.
Pulling the mask on his face, the yamen servant was worried, could he wear it for a long time?
Wait until the people inside come out, put down the food and medicine, turn around and retreat.
He hurriedly stopped from a distance, and passed a message to Yan Hushu, remembering what Yan Er said about jealousy, he also asked for some.
As for wormwood, there are quite a few outside the city. They searched for it by themselves. As Yan Er said, it is good to burn it to remove the smell.
"Second uncle." Yan Xiangheng's face turned pale. "Father..."
"Your father is fine!" Yan Er said decisively.
His expression was somewhat solemn.
Keep urging Sanbao to run.
Sanbao controls the speed tightly, maintaining the maximum speed limit of a cow.
Yan Xiangheng soon became speechless, the ox cart was jolting too hard, and his face turned even paler.
Yan Laoer stopped at the big rock when he entered the village, and did not go home, shouting loudly: "Yan Xiaoer! Yan Xiaoer! Hurry up, make some vinegar for your father, and let me smoke it!"