80 kilometers west of Lianhai City, Guanyun Township.

A small river originating from the Yuntai Mountains flows through the entire Guanyun Township and finally flows into the sea.

The creek has a beautiful name – the Rose River.

There are 6 natural villages on both sides of the middle section of the Rose River.

The villagers make a living by growing wheat and fruit trees.

The Rose River is the mother river of Guanyun Township, and it is the source of water for the villagers to drink water and irrigate.

In early summer, the banks of the Rose River are lined with greenery.

Although the sun is shining, the river is still slightly cool.

Lijia Village is located on the banks of the Rose River.

The whole Lijia Village is flat, and the Rose River passes through the village, the river surface is very wide, but the river is very shallow, the river bank is sand and gravel, and then there are weeds and trees on both sides.

Some villagers wash their clothes by the river, and some villagers wash wheat in the river.

Every household in Lijia Village grows wheat, and after harvesting wheat in autumn, they store a year's worth of rations.

Every once in a while, the villagers take out the stored wheat, wash it in the river water, dry it, and send it to the village's private flour mill to grind it into flour and eat it.

Li Erzhu's family in Lijia Village has a private flour mill, which is the only private flour mill among the six natural villages within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

Li Erzhu's flour processing factory is very simple, that is, he vacated two of his five large tile houses and renovated them slightly, and put a flour processing machine, which became a simple flour processing factory.

The surrounding villagers will make an appointment in advance, bring the washed and dried wheat here, pay Li Erzhu a little processing fee according to the weight of the wheat, and the machine will start, and soon the villagers will be able to get the processed flour and wheat bran.

Because the color of the flour processed by themselves is not as white as the finished flour they bought, but fortunately, it is strong, so many villagers like to use their own wheat to go to Li Erzhu's private flour mill for processing.

Recently, Li Erzhu's private flour mill has been very busy, and people often make appointments with him to process flour.

On the day of the beginning of summer, Li Erzhu took another job, and it was Li Guangfa from the same village who sent 100 catties of wheat.

Li Guangfa is a 38-year-old strong man, a family of four living in the east of Lijia Village, with a daughter and a son.

The eldest daughter is 16 years old and lives in a town high school more than ten kilometers away.

The little girl is 10 years old and attends primary school in Lincun.

After sending their youngest daughter to school in the morning, Li Guangfa and his wife drove a tricycle with more than 100 catties of wheat to Li Erzhu's private flour mill.

"Erzhu's family, I brought the wheat, how long will it take to get it ready?"

Li Erzhu's wife was busy feeding the chickens at the door of her house, and when she saw Li Guangfa and his wife pulling wheat over, they greeted each other with a smile, "Erzhu is repairing the flour machine, you have to wait for about a quarter of an hour." ”

"The flour machine is broken?" Li Guangfa asked worriedly, it took a lot of effort for the husband and wife to bring the wheat here, and it would take more time to pull it back.

"Yesterday, someone from the neighboring village came to process flour, and the machine suddenly broke down in the afternoon, and it was repaired for more than an hour, and it has been repaired.

Li Guangfa and his wife dragged the wheat into the yard of Li Erzhu's house, because they came early, the usually lively yard was empty, and there was a lot of wheat piled up in a corner of the yard.

"Erzhu's family, why is there still so much wheat in this yard, do you still have to process other people's in the morning?"

"Didn't the machine break down for more than an hour yesterday, I wanted to work overnight last night, but the two pillars were not very comfortable, so I left it until today, but you can rest assured, make it for your family first, and then process the rest of the wheat when your family is done, the person in the village said that he would come to pick it up tonight, not in a hurry."

Li Erzhu's wife replied while feeding the chickens, and before returning to the house, she glanced at the box where the flour processing machine was placed, and found that Erzhu was still tinkering with the machine inside.

"It should be ready soon, you can bring the wheat in."

With the orders of Li Erzhu's wife, Li Guangfa and his wife carried one of the bags of wheat into the house.

Li Erzhu stood next to the machine, bent over, holding a small bottle in his left hand and a thin tube in his right hand, as if he was lubricating the machine, when he saw someone coming in, he raised his head, saw Li Guangfa, and said with a smile: "Add some lubricating oil to the machine to prevent further mistakes, it will be good immediately." ”

The machine is packed, the electricity is turned on, and the flour processing begins.

In the morning, Li Guangfa's 100 catties of wheat were quickly processed.

Li Guangfa paid Li Erzhu's wages, and then the couple dragged the processed flour and wheat bran home.

Half a month later, Li Guangfa's eldest daughter, who was in high school in the town, came home.

The younger daughter complained to the eldest daughter, "Sister, I have been feeling numb in my hands and feet recently, obviously there is nothing on my hands and feet, but it feels like I am wearing gloves and socks." ”

The elder sister checked the little sister's hands and feet, and found that the little sister had no strength to walk except for abnormal sensations, and her hands were still a little shaky when she was eating at noon and holding chopsticks.

The eldest daughter sensed the abnormality of the little sister and told her parents to take the little sister to the hospital for a check-up.

Only then did Li Guangfa notice that not only his youngest daughter, but also his wife and his wife had not felt right recently, and they had no strength in their hands and feet.

The family went to the county hospital, only to find that not only Li Guangfa's family, but also many people in the surrounding villages had the same symptoms, numbness in their hands and feet, and even more paralyzed in bed, unable to take care of themselves.

Seeing his fellow villagers paralyzed in bed, Li Guangfa panicked, and he decided to transfer to the best hospital in the city.

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Lianhai Center for Disease Control and Prevention, Emergency Office.

Because Gu Qingcen temporarily took half a month's leave, his job was temporarily replaced by Gu Yanan.

Early in the morning, Gu Yanan came to the office early to start handling official business, and the members of the emergency team arrived at the office one after another, and Gao Fei brought a box of snacks.

"Honey buns, just baked this morning, made by my girlfriend, bring them to everyone."

Gao Fei put the honey bun on the small public conference table, and Lu Li and Wang Xiaoxiao came over.

Wang Xiaoxiao took the initiative to pick up a piece of bread, took a bite, and exclaimed, "The taste is very good, it is better than the honey bread sold outside, and I feel that the flour is different." ”

Lu Li also took a bite, "It's delicious, better than what is sold outside, but I can't see the difference in eating, but the overall feeling is delicious." ”

Gao Fei gave Wang Xiaoxiao a thumbs up, "Xiaoxiao's tongue is okay, even the flour used is different, yes, the flour my girlfriend used to make bread this time is home-ground flour, not bread flour bought outside." ”

Wang Xiaoxiao was surprised, "Home-ground flour? In this era, there are still their own flour mills? I thought I just bought a good brand of breadcrumbs. ”

"My girlfriend's hometown is rural, and every year her mother will bring her some of her own local products, including home-milled flour, but in fact, it is not their own mill, she uses her own wheat to go to the private flour mill in the next village to process, although the processed flour is darker than the one we bought, but the pasta made is strong and tastes very good."

Gao Fei explained as he handed the small bread box to Gu Yanan, "Sister Yanan, you can also taste it and identify it." ”

Gu Yanan raised her head, saw Huang Chengcheng's honey bread, and suddenly remembered that she still owed Nan Hanfei a meal that she had cooked herself.