As a result, the facts naturally speak for themselves.

Officials and leaders of officers and soldiers were forced by Luo Fengtang's intimidation and the pressure of the general public.

The most important thing is that his condition has improved significantly.

The plan to massacre the village was cancelled.

However, Yujiacun was still besieged.

Yujia Village must not be lifted under the condition of ensuring that the infected villagers are cured and no other villagers are infected.

This result made the villagers of Yujia Village and Changping Village breathe a sigh of relief.

The massacre crisis has been resolved.

Qing'er has found a good medicine to treat the plague again. The next step is to spend some time to prescribe the right medicine and treat the disease.

Everything will be back on track soon!

Seven days later.

It was raining lightly in the sky.

Luo Fengtang held an umbrella and stood at the bridge, waiting for Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was still at the entrance of the village, saying goodbye to all the villagers in Yujia Village.

These people were all snatched back from the hands of the King of Hell during this great plague.

Now, they have all recovered and the officers and soldiers have withdrawn.

It's time for Yang Ruoqing to return to Changping Village where she lives.

Everyone came out to see them off, and even the youngest child was carried by his parents and followed him.

"Folks, please go back!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Seeing these fresh lives standing in front of her again, she felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Yu Dafu came out and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, after we build our home first, we will visit your home again to say thank you!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "We are all fellow villagers and should help each other."

"Let's all go back. We all have just recovered from a serious illness. Don't get caught in the rain or cold again. It's time for me to go back."

She greeted everyone, turned around and hurried up the stone bridge, arriving under Luo Fengtang's umbrella.

Then, he waved to the crowd at the entrance of the village again, turned around and left.

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei held an umbrella together. Before leaving, they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the small Yujia Village again.

Just left.

When I returned to Changping Village, I was naturally welcomed by the whole village, men, women and children.

Everyone came to Yang Ruoqing's yard.

It’s simply more lively than the Chinese New Year.

Mrs. Sun was so excited that she hugged Yang Ruoqing and burst into tears.

"Mom, don't cry, I'm back fine!"

Yang Ruoqing giggled, put down the things in her hands, took out the handkerchief and wiped Sun's tears.

After not seeing her for more than ten days, my mother lost a lot of weight and had a lot of gray hair on her temples.

He looks haggard and old, and he still looks like someone in his thirties.

Even if she says she is forty, no one will doubt her!

"Mom, I'm sorry, I made you worry..."

She continued, her nose was sore and her voice was a little hoarse.

Mrs. Sun shed tears, but smiled again.

"My daughter is doing well!"

"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. My daughter has saved so many lives, so she has gained merit!" Mrs. Sun said with a smile.

Mrs. Sun, the eldest Sun family, and other female relatives also gathered around.

Yang Huamei ran over and took Yang Ruoqing's hand, "Thank God, you are finally back safely. I was worried about you!"

Yang Ruoqing's eyes moved to Yang Huamei, and she could see that her sister-in-law's worries were not fake at all.

Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled: "Thank you for worrying, sister-in-law. I'm fine."

Yang Huamei nodded: "It's okay. I heard that the second sister-in-law is dead?"

Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm' and looked a little gloomy.

If the prescription had been found earlier, the second mother would not have had to die.

Hey, this is all fate!

Yang Huamei also sighed: "Lan'er and Bai Xiaozi will be pitiful in the future, they will have no mothers..."

The women were also there sighing and regretting.

Everyone is honest and kind-hearted.

Especially after experiencing this catastrophe, everyone's hearts have experienced a huge baptism.

In the face of a catastrophe, everyone's actions fully demonstrated all aspects of human nature.

"Okay, okay, Qing'er and the others can come back, and the plague can pass. This is a great joy."

Li Zheng stood up and said loudly.

"Today, no one is allowed to say bad words. The third child just told me that everyone is having a banquet at his house this afternoon."

"Have a good meal and set off firecrackers. Let's liven up the atmosphere and drive away evil spirits!"

When everyone heard Li Zheng's words, they all responded.

"We haven't had any fun in a long time, so it's time to celebrate and get rid of the bad luck!"

Yang Huaming and the others echoed loudly.

"Mother Qing'er, don't do anything today, just talk to Qing'er."

"Leave the banquet to us!"

Osmanthus stood up and said crisply.

This time, Mrs. Sun didn't even say a word of refusal, and nodded happily.

The woman took Yang Ruoqing and went back to the backyard to talk to her.

The firecrackers vibrated in the drizzle and hovered over the village.

The unique smell of saltpeter and sulfur floats in the air, making everyone who smells it deeply feel a real excitement and joy of rebirth after a disaster.

The noon banquet ended smoothly.

At night, Yang Huazhong and Sun came to discuss with Yang Ruoqing.

I plan to host another meal at home and invite all the relatives at home to have a reunion.

Yang Ruoqing naturally agreed happily.

"I haven't eaten the food cooked by my mother for many days, so I'm worried about it," she said.

Sun smiled lovingly and stroked Yang Ruoqing's head: "Whatever you want to eat, my mother will cook it for you tonight."

at night.

Lanterns were hung all over the hall and in the courtyard, lighting up as brightly as day.

There are two tables in the main room.

Lao Yangtou and the others are all here, including the Luo family and Wang Hongquan's family of four.

It just so happened that the men gathered at the same table, and the women also gathered at the same table.

Yang Huaan also came.

Sitting there drinking tea, I also wanted to chat with the people around me.

However, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming, who were sitting next to him, tacitly ignored him.

Yang Huaan was bored and felt that his face was shameful, so he sat there with his head hanging down and cracking melon seeds.

Hot meals were served to the table one after another.

Yang Ruoqing was drooled by these familiar aromas. When she looked closely, she saw that the table was almost full of her favorite dishes.

There are Sun’s specialty dishes and others’ dishes.

The spicy fried chicken is obviously Da Sun's arm.

Black sesame glutinous rice dumplings, it looks like Wu Aunt’s signature dish.

By the way, there is also a dish of pork belly that doesn’t look very good...

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head, who burned this?

"Qing'er, that pork belly is made by your fourth aunt and I. I just wanted you to try it, but I didn't control the heat properly and it was a bit burnt. Don't dislike it..."

Liu's voice came over.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw that she was smiling a little sheepishly.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled, "I don't mind it, Fourth Aunt is interested."

It's just that the sales are really bad...
Chapter completed!