The medicinal herb crushing group also joined a lot of small soldiers, and they were not very old, only a few years older than Sanmao and Simao. Soon they became acquainted, this one about their thrilling deeds in the army, the other about their heroic deeds in fighting wolves. In short, I didn't call my mouth idle.

The people in the entire Zhuangzi were all busy, even Xiao Shi and Jiang Guoguo were very well-behaved. However, the most sensible and well-behaved little Fuya on weekdays is in the ...... Go to bed?

"Mother, Fuya sleeps like this, it's okay, right?" Su Yun of the honey refining group asked Mrs. Wu with some concern. Xiao Fuya is not a snooze, after this day, she sleeps for most of the day, and she does not delay her sleep at night. She looked a little wrong!

"What can it be?" Mrs. Wu naturally knew that her precious granddaughter was nervously making medicine in the blessed land of the gods, so she helped her find an excuse, "When she was in the mountains, she was worried about the family's food and drink, and she was very busy. How old is she? It's hard to settle down, and naturally I have to make up for all the sleep I lack! ”

They all saw that Xiao Fuya was sleeping, but she was actually the busiest one. Nervously refining artemisinin in the space, after refining, he got up non-stop, and became the "mascot" - stirring the medicinal powder, that is, mixing artemisinin into the medicinal powder, and letting her milk help mix well.

The village chief's wife laughed and joked to her: "Our little Fuya is really diligent, even if we don't delay sleeping, we don't delay to follow and mix!" ”

"This is my errand! How can it be delayed because of sleep? Song Ziran also asked Mrs. Wu to help keep an eye on it, so as not to delay the patient's condition if there was no basket of medicinal powder adulterated with artemisinin.

The amount of powder that comes out every day increases, and the group that rubs the pills can't keep up. Rubbing pills is a test of technology, not only the size is uniform, the component error must be controlled within the minimum range, and the speed has not been improved.

Song Ziran thought about it for a while, and asked people to carve out a cutting tool, a board with twenty holes on it, each separated by a thin piece of bamboo. After the powder and honey are mixed into a puree, they are rolled into long strips, and the cutting tool is pressed on the long strips, and twenty agents of equal size appear, each of which is exactly about ten grams. Then knead it into balls, so that it is much more convenient. Two people cut, more than ten or twenty people rub, isn't the speed just up?

"Hey, we Fuya are smart, I didn't expect it to be like this! It's so convenient, no matter who you are, you can rub the pills! "The copper lock girl showed her unique skills - rubbing both hands at the same time, and rubbing it round and good.

"Actually, if you're in a hurry, you don't have to rub it. The shape is irregular, and it does not delay the medicinal properties, but it is a little difficult to swallow. Song Ziran said.

Jiang Zhixue rubbed the pill and said, "That's not good!" As soon as this ugly pill goes out, it won't damage our image and smash our own signboard! You, don't put this bad idea aside, go to sleep! ”

Tut! Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, unloading the mill and killing the donkey, it's you! Why don't you drive me to sleep when I'm helping to figure out how to make a tool for cutting chemicals? Oh, woman!

In this way, a steady stream of "artemisinin pills" was put into the ranks of the rescue of the victims. More and more people have recovered, and the mood of those who have been isolated in the mountains is becoming more and more stable, and they are full of hope for the future.

Midsummer has passed, and autumn in the north has come with a burst of coolness. Mosquitoes gradually lose their vitality in the autumn cold, and even disappear. With no way to spread, the plague war ended with a great victory for humanity.

Qianshan Town, which has been sealed for nearly two months, has finally been unsealed. Song Qingmo, the fifth elder of the Song family, appeared in front of everyone in the Song family with red circles under his eyes.

"Uncle, why did you lose so much weight? Could it be that the city is also short of food? Song Sanmao looked at Song Qingmo, who had lost a lot of weight, and his eyes widened in surprise - uncle, how could he look more like a disaster victim than them?

Song Qingmo wiped his eyes, picked up Xiao Fuya, and said, "Qianshan Town was blocked due to the plague, and you have no news, how can I eat and sleep soundly?" As soon as you close your eyes, you are swept away by the flood. As soon as you open your eyes, it is the scene of your lack of food and drink. I'm always worried about whether you're going to catch the disease...... Thankfully, thankfully, you're all in good ......."

"Fifth Uncle don't cry, Fuya will wipe it for you!" Song Ziran could understand his feelings. is in Fucheng, but his heart has already run to Qianshan Town and to the mountains!

Mrs. Wu patted her youngest son on the shoulder and asked, "How old are you, and you still wipe your tears." I'm not afraid that your little niece will laugh at you! What's the matter, have you passed the autumn exam? Can you hit it? ”

"No! Due to the serious epidemic situation in Qianshan Town, the Fucheng side has also strengthened the management of entering and exiting the city gate. The students who rushed to take the exam were all placed in the courtyard vacated by the outer city, and they were not allowed to enter the inner city after making sure that they were not infected with the plague. The township test has also been postponed for two months! After I've seen you, it's not too late to go back and prepare for the exam...... Mother, will you also go to Fucheng with me? ”

Mrs. Wu said: "Look at you, didn't you let people carry a letter and report peace to you?" Why do you still run this trip, how much time is delayed back and forth, and how many books are missing? ”

Song Qingmo said: "If I don't see you, I'm sure you're safe, how can I calm down and study?" Mother, don't worry, for more than two months, with the guidance of Brother Zhu, Mr. said that my strategy has improved by leaps and bounds! I also said that I have a good chance of high school this time! ”

"That's good, that's good......" For the Song family, this is the most exciting good news in the past few months.

Song Laohan said: "Little Wu, don't have too much pressure. It's nothing if you don't hit this time, you're not very old......"

"Dead old man, what do you say? Before you can take the test, you start to talk about frustration. Hurry up and 'bah, bah', and 'bah' out the bad ones! Mrs. Wu slapped her old man on the back.

Song Qingmo pondered for a moment and said: "There is a news circulating everywhere in Fucheng that the emperor wants King Chen to lead troops to southern Xinjiang to quell the chaos. However, it seems to have been pushed by King Chen under the pretext of instability in the north and the plague of waterlogging...... I heard that the general of 'Pingnan', on the contrary, has already hit Jiangnan! ”

Song Laohan sighed and said, "This world, I'm afraid it's going to be chaotic!" ”

The feudal kings of each region have their own policies, and they have their own careful thoughts. They can't wait to get into chaos, the troubled times are heroic, and the vassal king who doesn't want to be the emperor is not a good prince!

Wu Pozi frowned and said, "The war won't burn our Chongzhou, right?" Didn't you say that it was Jiangnan that was in chaos? What's the matter with us in the Northlands? ”

Song Sixi pushed the door in and said, "No, there will be a war here soon, Daddy, you should hurry up and take Sanmao and Fuya to Fucheng!" ”