Song Ziran shook his head and said, "Dad, don't you often say, 'If you have no hair on your mouth, you can't do things well'?" I'm not at ease when others are outside, I'm at ease Dad! If you dare to come in, I'll ...... I'll cry to you! ”

Song Sixi saw that his daughter rarely showed an arrogant little daughter, and suddenly felt a new pity, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to hold his delicate and soft little girl in his arms and rub it.

"Don't cry! Daddy listens to you, Daddy listens to you for everything, isn't it okay? The nature of Song Sixi's daughter slave was exposed in front of her colleagues. There's nothing to be ashamed of, such a well-behaved, cute, and sensible little girl, who wouldn't love it?

"Good daughter, are you hungry? Dad went to the town to buy you your favorite roast chicken, as well as dim sum from Ding Xiangju. My daughter suffered, she lost a lot of weight, and her chin was sharp...... "Song Sixi is still majestic and serious when he was in the army, this kind and gentle image made his subordinates suddenly drop their jaws.

"Give the silver to Brother Ermao and let him buy it." Song Ziran covered her mouth and nose tightly with a mask, bypassed the victims near the pass, took out a small paper bag, and threw it outside, and the little milk voice came out, "Dad, these are anti-mosquito medicine packets, and the effect is excellent." You take it and divide it...... This plague is most likely spread through mosquito bites, so you must be careful! ”

After throwing the medicine bag, she quickly retreated, climbed on the back of the sheep bleating, and returned to the platform more than three meters high, which was too close to the victims and officers and soldiers, and she had to keep a safe distance.

Xiao Jinyu took a few steps forward, and in her bloodshot eyes, there was a touch of gentleness, and she asked, "Little Fuya, how did you know that this plague was spread by mosquitoes?" Did you say that? ”

Xiao Fuya shook her head and said with a smile: "I flipped through the medical book a while ago and saw it by chance. Little brother Jinyu, you also know that I have always had a talent for studying medicine, and my memory is good, so I rarely deviate. ”

The little girl galloped all the way, the two small buns on the top of her head were a little loose, and a small curly hair began to emerge restlessly, showing a bit of childish cuteness in the mess.

"Fuya, why are you here?" Zhao Changsheng had just come out of the camp tent of a certain general in the army, and was about to go back, when he heard her familiar little milk voice, moving a few times in the treetops, and came to her side.

Song Ziran pointed to the medicine bag in her father's hand and said, "I'll send medicine bags to my father and two brothers." I didn't make contact with them, I threw them over. I kept my distance from other people and wore a mask......"

When Song Sixi saw him, he hurriedly opened his throat and said, "Brother Zhao, my family is a fuya, so please ask you to take care of it on your behalf!" I stocked up some grain there a while ago, and you can bring it back. After eating, I'll find another way, don't save it. Eat enough to keep yourself from getting sick......"

"Don't worry, Fuya is sensible and capable, these days on the mountain, we are still stained with her light!" Zhao Changsheng didn't say in detail, but Song Laosi didn't doubt it at all when he thought of his daughter's "koi".

He didn't continue, just nodded, as if comforting his daughter, and as if encouraging himself: "Girl, my father will change shifts with others, and he stays here every day." If you want anything, just baa over on a sheep and tell Daddy, Daddy will help you get it! ”

As soon as his words fell, one of his brothers, carrying a bag of grain, came over and put it outside the pass, saying, "Boss, I will help you carry the grain in your tent." Look, how do you send it to our niece? ”

The victims near the pass saw this bag of grain, and their eyes turned red. Although they can also receive a handful of food every day, it can only ensure that they will not starve to death, and they don't want to eat enough. After nearly a month of struggling to survive in the mountains, their relatives could only watch them leave one by one because they couldn't find anything to eat. The thirst for food is almost engraved in their bones!

The officers and men guarding the pass immediately became nervous when they saw that the victims had red eyes and gathered towards the fence despite their reprimands. The general guarding the pass made a gesture. Dozens of archers behind him took their positions, tightened the bowstrings in their hands, and aimed them in the direction of the pass.

The general glanced at Song Sixi coldly, and said sharply: "Get the grain away!" Do you bear the consequences of causing unrest among the victims? ”

He just did his duty as a father to fill his daughter's stomach, and he didn't open the back door for his relatives and let them out. What's wrong? Song Sixi had a stiff neck, and he came up vigorously......

His boss, Liang Zongqi, grabbed him and gave another subordinate a look.

Liang Zongqi knew that this subordinate was brave and good at fighting, and he was not afraid of death when he charged. But generally such people have a "bull" energy, and it won't work hard.

He hugged Song Sixi's neck tightly, lowered his voice and said, "General Sun is actually for your good!" Think about it, in front of so many victims, you gave so much food to your daughter. Isn't this a disaster for her! Food should be given, but not so giving! Let's avoid other people's eyes and give it quietly! ”

"Oh, yes! Thank you Mr. Liang for the reminder. Big head, quickly move the grain back......" Song Sixi suddenly realized. Although Brother Zhao and the children in the family have some fists and feet, the number of victims is too large, if someone instigates it, the consequences will be unimaginable!

He carried people on his back, wrote a note, and when the victims dispersed, he threw it to Zhao Changsheng and asked him to come to the checkpoint southwest of the pass in the middle of the night to get food.

"Dad, let's go back! I'll see you in two days! You have to be good - by the way, the medicine bag I gave you will give them a share for Jinyu's little brother. The voice of the four-year-old child, clear and crisp, echoed for a long time in the pass of dead silence.

Zhao Changsheng dedicated the prescription to his former colleagues in the army, that is, General Hong, who led the border army to disaster relief. After Zhuang Beili got the prescription, he quickly mobilized his various contacts and channels, raised medicinal materials, and gathered all the guys and shopkeepers of all the pharmacies in the town to dispense the medicine kits day and night. First to the officers and men of the army, and then to those who did not have the disease.

In the past two days, the number of people infected with the plague has continued to increase. The doctors of Chenwangfu, as well as the doctors transferred from various prefectures and counties in Chongzhou Prefecture, are busy every day without touching the ground, treating patients and strengthening epidemic prevention.

However, at this time, the medical conditions were too backward, and the doctors cherished their brooms, and many of the bad street prescriptions of later generations were regarded as treasures here, hidden and tucked, which also led to the loss of many precious prescriptions and therapies.

The doctors and doctors argued for several days, and finally reached a "consensus" - this plague is malaria, and the transmission route is unknown!