Cao Bamei could clearly see the warning and disgust in her eyes.

She lowered her eyelids, walked around Yang Hua'an with a cold face, and put the rice bowl on the table.

Then he turned around and ran back to the backyard.

Yang Huaan stared at Cao Bamei's running figure and snorted in his heart.

The father is one shorter, and the mother is shorter than the other.

An orphan girl in the mountains with no appearance, no family, and no dowry.

Do you still dare to dream of marrying into our old Yang family?

dream!

Early the next morning, Luo Fengtang and Yang Yongjin set off with two construction teams and rushed to Yujia Village and Zhengjia Village to build houses.

In Changping Village, post-disaster home construction matters are also in full swing under the leadership of Mu Zichuan and the assistance of Yang Huazhong.

Disaster relief food, rice noodles, and some clothing, etc.

Muzichuan was distributed to the villagers as expected.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she took Cao Bamei and a group of people from the herb collection team into the mountains to collect herbs.

When the first bucket of toilet water was successfully made, she had already sent a letter to Zuo Junmo who was far away in Huguang County.

informed the matter and expressed their willingness to cooperate.

Zuo Junmo also replied, so Yang Ruoqing was going to start a big business to make toilet water, perfume, and disinfectant after disasters on a large scale.

Just when everything was going on in full swing, a piece of bad news came.

"Today I went to the county seat to report to Mr. Zhang on the post-disaster reconstruction situation in Qingshui Town. Mr. Zhang told me some bad news."

During dinner, Luo Fengtang said solemnly at the dinner table.

"What news?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "Master Zhang said that there seems to be a plague in the area where Master Xu and his team are controlling the water."

"ah?"

Everyone in the hall was shocked.

Yang Ruoqing was among them, and she suddenly became alert.

"Zichuan, what is the specific situation? Tell us more." She asked quickly.

Muzichuan frowned, "I don't know the specific situation."

"Because the place where the plague occurred was the disaster relief area where Mr. Xu was located. As soon as a suspected situation appeared, Mr. Xu ordered those villages to be sealed off. No outsiders were allowed to enter, and no one in the village was allowed to come out!"

"Master Zhang only got so much information. He asked me to pay attention to the preparedness of the disaster area and to report any suspected plague in a timely manner!"

After listening to Mu Zichuan's words, everyone in the hall gasped.

Old Yangtou opened his eyes wide in fear and murmured: "I hope it is another disease, not the plague."

"When I was young, I worked as a waiter in a restaurant in the county town. I heard something said by businessmen traveling from north to south."

"It also means that there is a plague somewhere, and most of the people in the village have been infected."

"Those people are dying one after another, just like chicken and swine fever. Even the gods can't save them!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

The so-called plague is actually the invasion of viruses and bacteria caused by poor sanitary conditions after natural disasters.

Plague is actually a general term that includes many things.

Smallpox, cholera, plague, scarlet fever...

Even SARS in modern times and so on fall into the category of plague.

In a modern society with advanced medical technology, there are no drugs that have obvious effects on many of these viruses.

In ancient times, once infected with the plague, one would almost die.

"What I'm most afraid of is more than that."

Yang Ruoqing's cold voice interrupted the discussion of everyone in the hall.

She raised her head and looked at everyone. She was always calm, but there was a rare worry in her eyes.

"If you get the plague, your chance of dying is 90%."

"The plague is highly contagious. If one person in our village gets it, the whole village and even surrounding villages may be infected," she said.

"hiss……"

The sound of breathing came one after another all around.

A pair of horrified eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.

"What I'm most afraid of is far more than that." She continued.

"Because it is contagious, if someone in our village gets the plague, the government may send troops to cordon off our entire village."

"Then, massacre the village!"

She made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Women such as Sun and Bao Suyun were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

The men couldn't sit still either.

"Qing'er, isn't it as serious as you said?" Yang Huazhong asked tentatively.

"Slaughtering a village? Isn't that what bandits and robbers do?"

"Besides, there are still some uninfected villagers in the village who have to be killed? Impossible..."

"Third Uncle, nothing is impossible in this world."

Luo Fengtang directly interrupted Yang Huazhong.

"Only we can't think of it, there's nothing that officers and soldiers can't do." He continued.

"The massacre of the village, the bloody killing is to protect more people from being infected, so as long as our village is infected..."

What happened next was so cruel that Luo Fengtang couldn't go on.

Muzichuan also spoke with a solemn expression.

"This is not alarmist, we are about to face a big event, everyone must be extremely careful!" he said.

If there are a few infected people in Changping Village, the higher-ups will know.

Even if I were Master Zhang's favorite disciple, I probably wouldn't have the ability to protect a whole village.

In the hall, everyone heard Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan say this.

No one dared to discuss this matter simply as a talking point in a far away place.

Even Mrs. Liu, who usually loves to listen to gossip, was panicking now.

"What should I do? I haven't lived enough yet, I don't want to die..."

Mrs. Liu murmured.

He reached out and tugged at the corner of Yang Huaming's clothes: "Fourth brother, why don't you take our mothers and the others to hide outside? Go hide in places where there are no floods?"

Yang Huaming gave Mr. Liu a hard look.

"This is our home, our roots, where are you going to hide?" he asked.

Mrs. Liu panicked even more, covering her face and crying.

This cry made the already solemn atmosphere even more depressing.

Yang Ruoqing stood up, "Crying won't solve the problem, and escaping won't even work!"

"The top priority is urgent, we can't panic or make chaos."

"If we take active defensive measures, we can avoid being infected!" she said.

Li Zheng raised his head and looked at Yang Ruoqing as if he were the backbone.

"Girl Qing, you have the most ideas. Can you tell us how we should defend ourselves? We will just follow your lead!" Li Zheng said.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Ruoqing again.

Old Yangtou said: "Qing'er, I see that toilet water you made is really effective in repelling mosquitoes."

"If you have any good ideas, don't hide them away. Show them all."

"This time, the life and death of our village may fall entirely on your shoulders!" the old man said solemnly.
Chapter completed!