If Brother Nian has younger brothers and sisters in the family, he must be a good brother. Afraid that she wouldn't be able to deal with her parents, he called her parents again to explain.

Luo Yusheng may not know much about the virus in his mouth, but Gu Ning knows very well in his heart that he can't say it explicitly, so he only supports her husband to help her children take a long leave with a miserable face.

If she sees one or two short-lived, she may be able to endure it, but if she sees a group, even if she can bear it, she will not feel good.

Therefore, when the head teacher visited the students' homes, Luo Qingyu was bandaged by his mother and his left hand and left eye, and sat in the living room helplessly and waiting.

Homeroom Teacher: "......"

If you are injured, of course, you have to stay at home to recuperate.

In this way, Luo Qingyu practiced calligraphy at home during the day, and her mother gave her make-up lessons at night, and accepted home visits and inspections from the head teacher every weekend.

The head teacher is a good teacher, even if there is a lot of noise outside, he still comes to check the students' homework regularly. There was nothing to repay, Luo Qingyu asked his father to fry a can of black licorice rice for her to take home to soak in water and drink.

This fried rice soup is fragrant and sweet, and the teacher likes it very much.

In addition to giving it to the teacher to drink, Luo Yusheng also fried a lot for his son to take back to school and his daughter-in-law to take back to the hospital to drink.

This is the leftover from the brewing, the batch of black licorice rice that was previously transported back to Xihuan City has been made into wine, minors and medical staff are not allowed to drink, and fried rice soaked in water is the most suitable.

And people from the outside are snapping up plate X root and rice vinegar, or anything else that is suspected of having a preventive effect.

The days flew by in this uneasy atmosphere.

Soon, more and more suspected cases appeared in hospitals in various regions, and Gu Ning was able to come back less and less. At the worst moment, she could only contact her family by phone and had no time to go home.

After tasting during this period of time, Gu Ning and other medical staff found that this black licorice rice could quickly restore people's energy, and they asked Luo Yusheng to buy it.

You don't need to buy it, your daughter-in-law's unit, the more the better, to earn some good popularity for her. After the family finished eating, Luo's father ran back to Deadwood Ridge to pour out the remaining two cylinders and transport them back.

Don't worry about seeds, the cultivated land in the mountains and yards has grown sparse wheat grass, and it will be another small harvest when you come back next year.

Later, the city elementary school suspended classes, and the key colleges and universities where the eldest brother studied began closed teaching. Luo Kee is temporarily closed, and other small restaurants have also closed, and there are no customers, and opening the door is equivalent to burning money.

"Qingqing, are you sure that your mother's life expectancy has not decreased?" Luo Yusheng asked when the father and daughter were watching the news at home in the evening.

Luo Qingyu nodded, "It's not reduced, brother." ”

That's good, Luo Yusheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, his daughter practiced calligraphy at home, he went to the store to open the door, soaked a large pot of water with black licorice rice, sat by the door, drank while reading the newspaper.

The streets that used to be bustled with people seemed empty, and from time to time three or so people walked past the door, a sense of apocalyptic desolation and panic.

Despite this, some old acquaintances habitually sit at the door of Luo Ji to chat or play mahjong or chess. And the members who gather to gossip are absolutely Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang doesn't dare to come out, and she is at home.

There is also an old Wu, who was brought by Uncle Wang.

Someone asked them, aren't they afraid of getting sick when they come out?

"Hahaha, I'm old, I love to die. "Lao Wang is an open-minded old man.

"That is, I have lived enough. Lao Wu is even more arrogant.

"What's so terrible about death? I've experienced it before, at that time, everyone didn't dare to come out, so I didn't care about anything...... another old man was not to be outdone, his surname was Sun, and he loved to raise the bar with Lao Wu.

A few old men braged nonsense, and then got to the point.

"I heard that the government received the news early in the morning and took various precautions in advance, but it's a pity that ......" still didn't prevent it, Lao Wu shook his head and sighed.

"Got the news in the morning, who gave the message?" Someone frowned, feeling that things were not as simple as they seemed.

"I don't know, it seems to be an anonymous letter from a female junior high school student. ”

"Junior high school girl?" the old man doubted his ears, "how did she know?"

"It's like dreaming about it, but I don't know if it's true or not. "He thought it was nonsense at the time, until the nightmare came true.

As soon as they heard the dream, everyone snorted in unison and laughed one after another, "Old Wu, where did you hear about it? ”

Lao Wu's old face was red and white alternately, his mouth moved, he had the heart to explain, and finally swallowed the words, and suddenly shouted:

"Xiao Luo!"

Leng Buding was named, and Luo's father, who was silently digesting all kinds of gossip, was stunned for a moment, and reflexively straightened up and responded:

"Hey, Uncle Wu, what's the matter?"

"Hehe, it's nothing," Lao Wu's annoyed expression instantly turned into a flattering face, "I want to ask you if you still have that ale wine?" Since I drank your wine, I and your Aunt Wu's old cold legs and waist are all fine, and it's no problem to go up and down the stairs!"

Before, his old wife was so painful that he didn't even dare to go down the stairs, so he could only stroll around the small living room.

Such a good thing, hee-hee, gotta have another bottle.

"Why do you drink it when it's good?" Luo Yusheng couldn't cry or laugh, "Don't do too much, drinking too much will backfire." ”

"It's okay, we drink very little each time," Lao Wu was anxious, gesturing with his hands, "Such a small cup is about the same amount as my thumb." ”

"What kind of wine, so powerful?" asked Elder Sun, who had just scolded Old Wu, curiously.

Uncle Wang was in a good mood and explained slowly: "A kind of ale wine, more than ten acres of wheat are planted in Xiao Gu's mother's house, and Xiao Luo makes them into wine and gives them to everyone to drink." It tastes good, I asked him for a bottle yesterday, and now I don't know if there is more. ”

He originally had high blood pressure, but after drinking the ale wine, it went down, although it didn't drop much, it also went down, and the results were the same for a few days.

No, he actually asked for six bottles yesterday, two for his in-laws and two for his friends, and hid the rest by himself.

Even if the wine will run out one day, he is very calm now.

Of course, it is impossible to ask so much at once for free, give money. This Xiao Luo is sincere, the price set is not high, and it is good if the cost can be recovered.

"It's so powerful? It's not a genetically modified product, right? Sun Lao smiled, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Even the special medicinal wine sent by my in-laws didn't dare to blow so much." ”

Hmph, the ignorant little citizen dared to show off in front of him.

"It's amazing...... Lao Wu's eyes widened, and he just wanted to open his mouth to refute, but he was pushed by Lao Wang from the side, and immediately changed the conversation, "Hmph, forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you." Hey, Xiao Luo, this ......"

Old acquaintance, Luo Yusheng didn't want them to quarrel about something, and agreed to give Wu Lao two more bottles.

"It's just these two bottles, and the remaining bottle is everyone's concern, I'm going to keep it for myself and drink it slowly. He stressed.

He said that really, there were only two bottles left in the house, and the rest had been emptied by the leaders of the distillery at a high price.