Traveling through ancient times to survive

Although the external situation is grim, Dashan Village remains calm.

The accumulated water in the village completely receded, and the villagers spontaneously went down the mountain to clean up the silt and garbage. It took two days to clean up the entire village.

Unfortunately, there was hardly a single intact house in the entire village. The two newest brick houses built by Zhao Qing's family were the most intact, with only most of the tiles on the roof washed away and half of the adobe house collapsed. The entire houses of other families collapsed into ruins, and the walls of the better ones were swollen and deformed, making them uninhabitable.

The whole village needs to rebuild their houses. The villagers, who have suffered several blows, now have big hearts. After being sad for a while, they gather themselves up and run towards a new life.

"Village Chief, now that the water has receded, can we go outside the village to take a look?"

The whole village has not communicated with the outside world since the snow fell last year. Everyone is like a deaf-mute. This dangerous situation must be broken. The village chief thought carefully and agreed to the villagers' request to go out of the village to explore.

"You guys go to the next village quietly to investigate, hide from some people, and then stay in the quarantine area for a few days when you come back."

The villagers who had relatives in the next village suppressed their fear, prepared themselves and set off. In the afternoon, all the people who went to inquire came back with a look of despair.

The village chief began to inquire: "From your expressions, other villages should not be doing well, but you still need to tell me the specific situation."

"I didn't dare go in, so I took a look at the entrance of the village. There were dead bodies everywhere, and it didn't look like anyone was keeping it under control."

"It was the same with the village I visited. The surroundings had changed drastically. If I wasn't familiar with it, I probably wouldn't have been able to find the village. It didn't look like anyone had ever lived there. Didn't everyone escape?"

The village chief couldn't believe that all the people in the surrounding villages had died out and not a single person could escape.

“Not necessarily. Maybe they have also hidden in the mountains like us. They don’t have enough people to clear the village. Let’s look in the mountains around the village.”

At Zhao Qing's home, Zhao Chengchuan and his family are discussing when to rebuild the house.

Zhao Chengchuan looked relaxed: "Our house is still in good condition. Let's buy some tiles to repair it first. Let's just demolish the adobe house. When we have enough money, we can just build a brick house."

Zhao Deyan thought carefully: "Dad, look at the disaster outside, can we still buy bricks and tiles?"

Zhao Qing poured cold water on him and said, "Dad, big brother, don't worry about buying bricks and tiles for now. Maybe the house doesn't need to be repaired."

They both asked in unison: "Why?"

"Dad, brother, you don't think the plague is easy to solve, do you?"

Both of them had a look of surprise on their faces, which made Zhao Qing want to sigh.

"Dad, big brother, use your brains to think about it. Which plague didn't kill a large number of people?"

Zhao Dezhang looked innocent and innocent: "Sister, but no one in our village died. Maybe the plague is not so deadly this time?"

Zhao Qing raised his voice: "How can the water not be high when there are so many corpses in it?"

Zhao Dezhang: "..."

The others were also stumped by the question, and Zhao Lan carefully reminded them.

"Is it possible that the reason no one died in our village was because of the superior defense method my cousin proposed?"

Of course, the credit also went to the medicine that Zhao Lan got with her golden finger, and she silently accepted it in her heart.

Several people showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. It was not that they doubted that Zhao Qing's method was useless, but they did not expect the effect to be so good. In their minds, this method could only be used for prevention, but they did not expect that it could alleviate the symptoms after infection.

In fact, this idea is correct, but they didn't know that Zhao Lan had medicine, so they came to this wrong conclusion.

Zhao Deyan understood: "That means the plague outside is actually very serious, so we still have to avoid people. Maybe we have to continue hiding in the mountains?"

Wang Mei was anxious and angry: "The village chief has already sent people to other villages to inquire about the news. Why didn't you remind the village chief earlier? What's the point of saying it now!"

Zhao Chengchuan knew why Zhao Qing didn't stop them. Everyone hoped that their loved ones were still alive. They had no choice before, but now that they could go out, how could they not go and see them? He explained for Zhao Qing:

"There are relatives of the villagers in the surrounding villages. We can't stop it. We can only be careful."

Zhao Qing didn't even frown, his expression remained calm: "Let's get ready to leave here immediately."

Wang Mei was a little reluctant: "Ah? So anxious?"

Zhao Deyan advised, "Mom, I think what my sister said is right. This place is going to get chaotic. If you run into a relative struggling to survive, will you save them or not? If you want to save others, don't you want to save your own relatives? If there are too many people, the herbs we sent over won't be enough to go around. No matter how we distribute the life-saving herbs, there will be chaos."

Zhao Qing had anticipated that the camp, seemingly calm on the outside, was actually turbulent. If the closed conditions were slightly disrupted, the illusion of peace would be torn apart and it would immediately become chaotic.

"I think I'll have to stay here for a long time this time. I'll go to the mountains in the next few days to see if there's a suitable place to settle down."

Wang Mei was reluctant to leave her family's land. If she left, she would not be able to farm the land this year. "Are we not going to farm the land this year?"

Zhao Chengchuan objected: "Your life is almost in danger, and you are still thinking about your little piece of land. And look at the weather outside, it's very abnormal. It's summer now, but it's as cold as early spring. What's the point of planting a piece of land? If the weather changes again, it will be all in vain."

Wang Mei frowned and said, "If we don't farm, what will we eat? Will our whole family starve to death?"

Zhao Deyan was not worried about starving at all, because he knew that there was a lot of food stored at home.

"We have enough food to last for two years, mother. Don't worry this year. The disease will be gone next year. We can go down to the mountains and plant crops next year."

Wang Mei snorted coldly: "You are so smart. If we don't come back for a year, don't farm the land, and don't pay taxes, then the land can still be ours?"

Zhao Deyan suggested cautiously, "Should we buy it again?"

Wang Mei looked unhappy: "Hey, you prodigal son, no matter how much money we have, you will squander it all!"

Zhao Qing was impatient. Every time he encountered a problem of taking shelter, his mother had different opinions. She knew that there might be a pit of fire ahead, but she had to test it for some petty profits, and she was not able to stop even if she talked a lot.

"Mom, let's just obey the majority. Those who are willing to hide in the mountains, raise your hands."

As soon as she finished speaking, five pairs of hands were raised at the same time. Wang Mei saw that no one supported her and glared at her husband and children.

"Mom, you can see that everyone likes to live in the mountains. If you really don't want to go up the mountain, you can just live at the foot of the mountain by yourself."

Wang Mei was stunned, and then she became furious: "Why! I want me to farm the land alone to feed all of you, what a beautiful dream!"