Fujian, Shaowu Prefecture, Huangtuguan.
Fang, who was nearly forty years old, dragged her tired body back to her humble home, took the medicine basket off her shoulder, picked through it, and dried the few herbs on the shelf.
The skinny big yellow dog came close to Fang and rubbed it affectionately. Fang kicked it away gently and turned over the herbs that had been dried earlier, hoping to dry them soon and take them to the drug store to exchange for some money.
Mrs. Fang opened the door and smelled the stench of liquor. She frowned and walked inside. She looked at her husband Fang who was lying drunk beside the bed. The floor was covered with vomit and the smell was unpleasant.
The big yellow dog ran over and was about to lick the vomit, but Fang picked up a stick and drove him out.
Mrs. Fang lamented, shoveled some soil from outside, covered the vomit, and then swept it out. Finally, she sat by the bed and looked at the walls of her family members weeping silently.
This family was not like this originally. My husband was also a diligent man. He took advantage of the government's warning to cut down large trees and found a job. It was hard work for a month, but he still got two taels of money. The family was still living well. .
But just half a year ago, my husband accidentally fell down the mountain and injured his leg. He became a cripple. The supervisor refused to accept the offer because he had not worked for a full month. He paid out the last month's wages without even giving a pension, what a damn guy.
Fang Zhousi became decadent from then on. He never hit women, but he started beating himself. His temper was very bad. Even his two children were sent to Jianning Mansion by Fang because they couldn't stand Fang Zhousi's beatings. I went to my parents' house and found a paper-making job to settle down. I haven't been back for two months and I don't know how to miss home.
If it was just a beating, Mr. Fang could have endured it. However, Mr. Fang was lame all around and still contracted bad habits. He lost all the savings of more than 20 years in his family in one month. He also owed money to the rich gentry Zhang Wang's family. Eighty taels of money, Zhang Wang wanted to take away the two acres of land that was finally opened in the mountains with two taels of silver.
The officials of the Agricultural Tax Department and the Audit Department knew that there was something fishy in this, that it was Zhang Wang who had set it up, and that there were problems with this kind of transaction below the market price, but they still processed the land deed for Zhang Wang.
The world is as black as crows!
Almost all the things in the house were emptied, and there was not even a stool to sit on. This left me with a debt of seventy-five taels. Fang Zhousi was not only not in a hurry to repay his debt, but also limped out every day to drink extravagantly. The wine seller Wang Wu was also a sinister person. He always bought Fang Zhousi a drink and wrote an IOU.
Wang Wu is not worried that his family can't pay back the debt. Fang Sisi is gone, and he still has two sons, Fang Erchi and Fang Zhujie. The father's debt must be repaid by the son. They are very evil.
Mrs. Fang was very sad. She got up and walked to the corner. She took out the sack from a wooden bucket. She touched it with her hand. It was over. There was no rice left. She clearly remembered that there were three buckets left, but why was it gone?
Needless to say, Fang Zhouxian must have used it to pay off debts, but if you take away the food, how can we survive? We can't eat the big yellow dog, right? It's all bones, how many meals can it withstand?
I sat slumped on the ground. It was still hot at night.
Fang curled up so hungry that her stomach felt as uncomfortable as burning. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, while Fang Quan next to her was snoring very loudly.
After getting up, Mrs. Fang walked out of the house. She looked at the big yellow dog guarding the medicine shelf. The corners of her mouth moved, but she finally stopped craving. She leaned against the wall, swatted away mosquitoes, and looked up at the stars.
I can't live this day.
Mrs. Fang was very miserable and didn't understand how a good family could become like this.
The big yellow dog seemed to have discovered something. It pricked up its ears cleverly and then rushed towards the base of the wall. Not long after, it walked up to Fang with a mouse in its mouth.
Fang is usually most afraid of mice, but at this moment, she has no fear. In order to save some food and live a little longer, she hasn't eaten enough for a month. Just like this, she still drags her exhausted body. Climbing mountains and looking for medicinal herbs was so exhausting that I didn’t even have a sip of rice soup when I got home.
I don't want to starve to death!
Fang reached out and patted Dahuang's head, then reached out and grabbed the rat that usually made her tremble. This was bamboo rat, which the older generation used to eat. In times of famine, there was always nothing to eat. In order to survive, Even children are not spared, let alone rats.
After boiling water, he scalded the mouse to death and took off its hair. Looking at the blood-red mouse, Fang's hands trembled slightly. Did she really want to eat such disgusting things?
The stomach was burning like fire, as if the body was about to be hollowed out. First there was stomach pain, then chest pain, and even intestinal colic. All the organs were roaring, struggling, and shouting with one voice? ???????????????:
Eat it!
Fang didn't wait for the bamboo rat to be cooked, fished it out, blew a few mouthfuls, hesitated for a moment, her cheeks trembled slightly, then closed her eyes and took a sharp bite.
It doesn’t matter what it tastes like, whether it contains blood or not, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter anything, as long as you eat it, you just need to survive!
Gobble it up, one bite at a time!
But the bamboo rat was not that big, and it was eaten only after a few bites. Fang looked at the whining dog. The thin dog looked at the meat in his hand greedily. Fang looked down at the meat, and then looked at it again. Looking at the yellow dog, I finally handed it over.
The yellow dog quickly shook its tail, took a bite, and shook its body. One by one, the hard-to-see lice flew out, landed on Fang's hand, and bit her fiercely.
Mrs. Fang thought it was a mosquito, so she swatted it without even looking at it, then returned to her room and fell asleep.
Daybreak.
Fang Zhou woke up and saw that Fang was still sleeping. He stretched out his thug and slapped her twice, and shouted viciously at Fang: "Why don't you go get some food? Do you want to starve me to death?"
Mrs. Fang felt a little headache and her face was burning. She didn't dare to resist, so she had to stand up and said: "There is no rice at home. I will sell the herbs and ask the shopkeeper to exchange for some rice."
Fang looked around at the dilapidated home and shouted, "Why don't you go quickly? How long are you going to sleep?"
Mrs. Fang fetched water for Fang Zhou, packed up the herbs, carried the medicine basket and went to the town. It took two hours to go and two hours to get back. The day passed like this, waiting for Mrs. Fang to come back with a rice bag as big as a head. By that time, Fang Zhouzhou was no longer at home.
The yard was a little messy, there was blood on the ground, and a dog skin was hanging on the medicine shelf.
Seeing this scene, Mrs. Fang burst into tears immediately. She felt sorry for the dog that had been with her for many years. She didn't even bother to run for her life when her family was broken. But in the end, she was eaten by her own owner!
With tears streaming down her face, Fang looked up at the sky. It was very cloudy on this day.
Cooking, thin rice porridge, plus the vegetable leaves I found when I came here.
It was night, and no one came back. Fang didn't wait. She took a few mouthfuls and then lay down. Her head hurt more and more, and her chest felt very tight. There was a big pimple on her right hand. She didn't know what kind of mosquito it was. How could he make such a big bag? In the middle of the night, Fang Zhou limped back home. Looking at Fang who was sleeping, he burped and pulled Fang over, wanting to relieve the anger, but as soon as he touched Fang's neck, he felt something... A burst of high fever made his face change involuntarily.
"Child's mother, child's mother!"
Fang Zhouzhou touched Fang's forehead and pushed and shouted quickly, but Fang seemed to have fainted and couldn't wake up. Fang Zhouzhou wet his handkerchief and put it on Fang's forehead. As the wine got stronger, he fell asleep. passed.
The night is silent.
The bump on Fang's right hand grew larger and harder, and the surrounding skin began to become edematous and accompanied by congestion. At dawn, Mrs. Fang began to cough violently. She could bear it at first, but after coughing for two hours, she spit out a mouthful of sputum that was already frothy pink.
Seeing blood made breathing difficult.
Fang couldn't walk, Fang was lame all around, and there was no way to send Fang to a town a hundred miles away to find a doctor. Fortunately, the neighbor passed by and heard the heartbreaking coughing sound, so he asked, found a cart, let Fang lie on it, and hurriedly pushed it to Maixi Town. Fang Zhou finally felt a little conscience. , just followed him.
Maixi Town is not big, with about 500 households, and only one doctor, Yang Gu, who is in his sixties. The rejuvenation medicine shop belongs to Yang Gu. It saves some trouble to get medicine and see a doctor at the same time.
Yang Gu knew Mr. Fang. He had met her yesterday and she was in good spirits. However, today he saw that Ms. Fang was weak, pale and out of breath. He couldn't help being surprised and quickly checked her pulse.
Fang Zhouzhou couldn't explain why.
Fang coughed suddenly, and raised her right hand that was hanging down. Yang Gu saw the swollen bump on Fang's hand, his expression suddenly changed, he took two steps back in a hurry, bumped into the table, and shouted sharply: "Quickly , Dare her to go, quickly!"
"Doctor Yang, what are you talking about?"
Everyone around Fang shouted angrily.
Yang Gu raised his hand to tell Fang Zhouquan and others not to come over. He quickly stepped back and said with a pale face, "Let's go. Let's go quickly. She is hopeless. Don't kill more people. This is a pimple plague!"
Pimple plague!
Fang shivered all around, and the neighbor who helped deliver it ran away, not even caring about the truck.
It’s over!
Completely finished!
The pimple plague is coming, and no one has a chance to survive!
Yang Gu drove away Fang Sizhou and Fang, ordered people to close the medicine shop, then walked to the backyard and shouted to his eldest son from a distance: "Yang Zhan, don't come over, you are not allowed to come over. Listen carefully, I I have an acquaintance with Kuang Yu from Taiyuan Hospital. You should take your mother, brother and sister immediately, leave here and run to the mountains to stay for seven days!"
"If you are in good health, go to the capital to find Kuangyu and tell him that the pimple plague is coming and ask the court to send someone immediately. If it is too late, everyone here will die! Remember, don't go directly to the capital. You must wait. Don’t come into contact with anyone for the next few days! Bring food, money, and leave, leave now, climb over the wall, hurry!”
Yang Zhan looked deeply at his father standing in the distance, stopped, and protected his younger brother and sister who were trying to rush over. The scientific name is plague, why does this deadly demon appear in the world!
Yang Zhan knelt down, kowtowed three times to Yang Gu solemnly, and shook off his tears: "Father, please take care of yourself!"
Yang Gu chuckled, take care, there is no way to take care anymore, anyone who encounters the pimple plague will be taken away, and the body will turn black after death...
