Traveling through ancient times to survive

Zhao Chengchuan felt dizzy. He never expected that coming here today would bring him such benefits.

Seeing his father's disappointing look, it was impossible to expect him to remember the key points. Zhao Qing took the initiative to tell the village chief about the melting snow on the top of the mountain and advised the village chief to move as soon as possible.

The important news had been told. Zhao Qing took Zhao Chengchuan to bid farewell to the village chief and go home. Along the way, Zhao Chengchuan felt like he was dreaming, and his steps were so light as if he was stepping on a ball of cotton.

Wang Mei looked at her husband's dull eyes and wondered why he became stupid after going out. She asked someone who knew the reason.

"Qingya, what happened to your father?"

"Hahaha!"

Before Zhao Qing could answer, Zhao Chengchuan's laughter rang in his ears. Wang Mei's expression changed and she became anxious: "Is he possessed by evil spirits?"

As soon as Zhao Chengchuan came back to his senses from the surprise of being hit by a falling pie, he heard his wife suspecting that he was possessed by evil spirits, but his good mood remained unchanged and there was joy in his tone.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am so happy, Mei Niang. Maybe you don't know this, but I, your husband, will soon be the elder of our clan!"

Zhao Deyan touched Zhao Chengchuan's forehead with a worried expression.

"I don't have a fever, why is Dad talking nonsense?"

Zhao Chengchuan's excited expression froze and he slapped his son's hand unhappily.

"You little brat, you dare to tease your father. Can your father really lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask Qing Ya. She heard it clearly."

Zhao Qing nodded, and Zhao Chengchuan puffed out his chest proudly.

"Do you believe it now?"

Several people finally believed Zhao Chengchuan, but Qingya never joked.

"How is this going?"

Facing the admiring gazes of his wife and son, Zhao Chengchuan felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, satisfying his vanity. After showing off enough, Zhao Chengchuan coughed twice and told the truth, of course, embellishing it a little.

"This is all Qingya's credit. When Qingya told me about the epidemic, the village chief was so impressed that he said Qingya was very wise! My daughter is so smart, she must be like me. The village chief thought so too, and he insisted that I join the elders' council. He had no choice but to agree."

"Oh!" Zhao Deyan stretched out his voice, "So it's because of my sister."

Zhao Dezhang showed a proud expression. Such a powerful person is his elder sister!

"I knew my elder sister was very powerful!"

Zhao Chengchuan didn't feel embarrassed at all about being exposed. Although he didn't get in by his own ability, his daughter was able to carry him in, so why couldn't he be proud?

Wang Mei looked at Zhao Qing in surprise. She didn't expect that her daughter was so capable. What Brother Chuan said made some sense. Her daughter could also help the family. She really had to be nicer to her daughter in the future.

Wang Mei was a woman of little knowledge. Even though it had been confirmed that Zhao Qing's decisions were correct several times, Wang Mei only thought that her daughter was just lucky and guessed right, and maybe she was a little clever.

It was not until today that she learned that the village chief admired her daughter so much that she changed her mind. With the village chief's recognition, Wang Mei realized that her daughter was so capable and that she was not just guessing but really capable.

Zhao Qing never expected that because of the village chief's attention to him, Wang Mei's deeply rooted patriarchal ideas had strangely changed.

In front of everyone at the temporary camp, the village chief once again emphasized the dire situation on the top of the mountain and urged everyone to move as quickly as possible.

As for the epidemic, it has not been announced yet. The top priority now is to avoid floods. The later epidemic has not yet occurred, so it would be counterproductive not to bring it out to cause panic among the people.

In the afternoon, the villagers moved faster and faster. Some of them put down the wood they were using to build their houses and wanted to move down the mountain.

The neighbor kindly advised: "Hey, your shed isn't finished yet, so you're not going to do it?"

"Didn't the village chief say that the situation is getting more critical? Why bother building a shed? Go back and move your belongings up first. You can build the shed anytime. If your belongings are washed away by the flood, we'll have nothing left!"

The neighbor slapped his head and suddenly realized: "That's right! Why didn't I think of that! We should move the things up first!"

The two men hurried back with their family to move. Those who were slow to think also understood after being reminded that the most valuable things at the moment were the things in the house, and they must not be lost to the flood. Everyone moved in the order of the most valuable items in the house, and food should be moved up first.

The situation was urgent, and Zhao Decheng, who was recuperating in the old house, was also drafted into the army. He stopped halfway, gasping for breath, holding a bag of food.

Someone who was at odds with Zhao Yuanmu passed by and deliberately looked up at the sky.

"Oh, the sun is rising from the west, and I can actually see Master Tongsheng carrying something!"

Zhao Decheng trembled all over: "How dare you! Who gave you the courage to laugh at me!"

"How dare we? We just met Mr. Tongsheng on the road and wanted to show our concern for him."

"That's right. I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're too weak. You can't even catch up with your thirteen-year-old sister! This is not good. You should exercise more."

Zhao Decheng was so angry that he was fuming when his most concerned point was touched.

"You can't do that! You're weak!"

Zhao Decheng endured the discomfort, picked up the food and rushed forward. When he passed Zhao Lan who was walking alone silently in front of him, Zhao Decheng snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

Zhao Lan, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, was speechless. What did this have to do with her? It was simply unreasonable.

When the villagers were moving in a hurry, Zhao Chengchuan was ready to go out. Because of Zhao Qing's strong request, the two families left only the youngest Zhao Dezhang to look after the house, and the rest of the people went out.

Li Wu, who was carrying the wooden barrel, was puzzled.

"I understand that Brother Chengchuan is chopping wood, but why are we carrying buckets out?"

"I'm telling you..."

Zhao Chengchuan repeated Zhao Qing's theory about the epidemic. Li Wu's relaxed expression disappeared and he looked serious.

"Is it really that serious?"

"I can't say for sure, but let's just take precautions to be assured."

"That's right. Anyway, we have already moved, so we have time to prepare."

Li Heng was shocked when he heard this new theory about the epidemic. When he compared it with the records he had read in books before, all the circumstances matched, so the possibility that this theory was correct was very high.

Li Heng looked at the originator of the theory with his eyes full of disbelief. Zhao Qing would be embarrassed to claim the achievements of many medical masters of later generations as his own.

"Brother Heng, I heard it from others. I haven't read many medical books, so I don't understand these."

Li Heng didn't care about Zhao Qing's explanation. It didn't matter who came up with the theory. What was important was the content of the theory because he couldn't go out to look for anyone.

The light in Li Heng's eyes became brighter and brighter. As the saying goes, one can draw inferences by analogy. His thinking instantly became broader and he was able to draw inferences about other cases.

"According to the theory just now, the epidemic is caused by invisible poison invading the human body. Then, is the rotting and non-healing of external injuries also caused by some invisible toxin?"