Zhu Xuemei hesitated, seeing that Xuan Miao'er could go out with a thousand drunken sons, she was unwilling, and asked behind the two: "Why is Xuan Miao'er following? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xuan Miaoer didn't want to talk to Zhu Xuemei all the time, but now she can't help but say: "Miss Zhu is at her own convenience, we are all very busy." After saying that, keep up with the thousands of drunken sons and continue to move forward, they really don't have time to delay.

Zhu Xuemei hesitated for a while, but still followed: "If Xuan Miao'er can go, I can." ”

Qianzui Gongzi started to go in to check from the first household in the village, but Qiandrunken Gongzi didn't let Xuan Miaoer enter the house: "Miao'er, you and Miss Zhu are waiting in the courtyard." Then he went in with the others.

Zhu Xuemei stood next to Xuan Miao'er and snorted coldly: "I thought you could do something big and come along, but you are waiting in the courtyard like me, it seems that I am a trouble, you are not the same?"

Xuan Miaoer didn't speak, because reasoning with people like Zhu Xuemei didn't make sense, so it was better not to say it.

The drunken boy took people into the house, only to see three people lying on the kang, only the middle one was still angry, and the drunken boy asked the body to be rolled up in a quilt and carried out, put it on the board car outside, and they were all incinerated together.

Then Dr. Qiu stepped forward to treat the living man, and then instructed his attendants to pour out a bowl of the decoction he had brought and give it to the man to drink.

The drunken boy ordered someone to take out all the things on the kang at home, and they were to be burned together. Finally, the house was smoked with vinegar before going out.

Xuan Miao'er watched the drunken boy come out in the courtyard and hurriedly asked, "How many patients are there inside?"

"There is only one left, it is very serious, it has already drunk the medicine, and at noon and evening someone will be sent to deliver food and medicine. The drunken boy explained the situation again.

Xuan Miao'er hurriedly took a notebook and pencil and wrote it down, so that she could specifically count how many people died, how many were sick, and which family needed someone to deliver medicine and food.

Zhu Xuemei originally thought that Xuan Miao'er was a useless person like herself, but now that she saw that others were recording this, she sneered: "Dead are dead, can you still write alive?" The one in the house who is infected with cholera, can you still write well?"

Xuan Miaoer replied while writing: "I don't record it, do you know which family is coming to deliver medicine and which family is coming to deliver food at noon and evening?"

Zhu Xuemei pouted: "Then give me paper and pen, I can also write, is this a big deal?"

The drunken boy looked at Zhu Xuemei: "These are all thought up by Miao'er, shouldn't she record them herself?" And tomorrow we will go to the next village, these will be classified when we go back, put together some people who need to help each other and have similar conditions, and then explain these to Li Zheng, and let him send people to deliver food and medicine to these people every day, can you complete it?"

Zhu Xuemei had nothing to say, she couldn't do it, because she didn't understand what they said, she lowered her head and didn't speak, and scolded Xuan Miaoer several times in her heart.

The drunken boy said to the person behind him: "Go to the next house." ”

Every family is like this, and near noon, this village is halfway gone, and the drunken boy looks at the four or five families in front of the street: "Finish these families first, and then go to the front to burn the corpses, and then go back to the grain field." ”

When she arrived at the next house, Xuan Miaoer heard the sound of a child inside at the door, so she couldn't help but go in.

Zhu Xuemei didn't dare to go outside, so she followed Xuan Miao'er into the house, she pulled Xuan Miao'er's clothes: "Let's go out, it's too dangerous." ”

"When you come, you are doomed to danger, if you are afraid, go out and wait. After speaking, Xuan Miao'er entered the room with Qianluo and Xinjing.

When the drunken boy saw Xuan Miao'er coming in, he reproached him: "Miao'er, get out quickly, there are dead people in this house, and they haven't been dealt with yet." ”

Because of all the dead people, the drunken boy will let people directly roll up the futon and carry them out, trying not to let Xuan Miaoer see the corpse, of course, in order to give the deceased the last dignity.

Xuan Miao'er came in like this, naturally she saw the dead people on the kang, a bunch of young couples on the kang, and a child more than a year old lying next to the woman, the child was picking up the woman's clothes and wanted to go to feed, and when she saw the people coming in, she began to cry.

Xuan Miao'er looked at the drunken son: "Is the child infected?"

The drunken boy nodded: "I guarantee that I am infected, this child is still breastfeeding." ”

Dr. Qiu checked the child and nodded: "It's infected, it's not serious." ”

Xuan Miao'er thought for a while: "There is a woman in the fourth family in the east of the village, and the child is similar to this, let people send him over." ”

The drunken boy nodded: "It's okay, you have a good memory, it saves a lot of time, you go out quickly, I'll let someone wrap the body and dispose of it, and then send the child to that house." ”

Xuan Miao'er nodded, she has a good heart, but she is not a, she didn't touch the child herself, she brought thin gloves for the convenience of writing, and she couldn't take risks.

When someone went out with the child, when the child passed by Zhu Xuemei, he reached out to grab Zhu Xuemei.

Zhu Xuemei hurriedly jumped aside: "Ah, don't touch me, dead child." ”

Xuan Miao'er was really helpless, but she couldn't say anything now, she lowered her head and wrote down the situation of the family, and went out with the drunken son.

At noon, they went back to the grain field, had lunch, left the things they used for the afternoon in the grain field, and sent the rest of the things to the courtyard of Li Zheng's house, because now only Li Zheng's house is safe, and all the infected people in their family were sent to Mrs. Li Zheng's mother's house.

The Rimasa family guarantees that it is the only place in the village that has not been infected, and it is also for those who come to the rescue.

When I arrived at Lizheng's house, I disinfected again, and then everyone took a break, Xuan Miaoer took advantage of noon to sort out all the information from those who went to the house in the morning, looked at the ones who could temporarily support each other, arranged them together, and then handed over the written ones to Lizheng and asked him to arrange them.

In the afternoon, they walked through the rest of the houses, and Xuan Miaoer recorded them all, came back and made statistics, and then handed them over to Li Zheng.

Tonight they will spend the night at Lizheng's house, because tomorrow they can go directly to the nearby villages, and it will be a waste of time to go back to the town.

However, the environment here is not as good as that of the post station, there are two rooms here, one room for men and one room for women.

There are a few futons on the kang in the house, Xuan Miaoer somewhat recognizes the bed, and she attaches great importance to sleep, so she brought her own futon, so that it can be safer.

Xuan Miao'er and Qianluo and Xinjing spread the quilt they brought on the kang tip, they didn't want to compete with Zhu Xuemei for the kang head.

Zhu Xuemei looked at Xuan Miao'er's futon, and then looked at the original kang and walked over: "Xuan Miaoer, I want to sleep with you." ”