Glued up by my father's nemesis

No matter how bad Sister Ge's family situation is, the family is still going through life anyway, and the conditions are much better than Zhang Fa's dilapidated yard before, at least there are vacant rooms and bed boards.

After greeting the two little guys for dinner, everyone tacitly gave up the two pieces of precious bacon to the kids. After that, Yan Fei waited for Qi Jingsi's so-called "solution", but this person disappeared.

He stayed alone on the cramped bed in the house, with his hands hugging his calves, his chin resting on his knees, and hugging himself pitifully.

The days when they shared the same bed with Qi Jingsi were not long, and it was only half a year with a full schedule. At first, they slept separately for a long time, and they only broke the rules once on the night of their 20th birthday.

He didn't feel anything on weekdays.

But right now, he was guarding the empty bed all by himself, so he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

It's just empty.

With a "creak" sound, the wooden door was pushed open, which brought Yan Fei back to his thoughts.

The lights in the room were dim, and he couldn't see who was coming, but he could tell who was coming just by the sound of footsteps and even the breath.

"Jing Si." He excitedly crawled to the side of the bed, "Where have you been?"

Qi Jingsi was not in a hurry to answer, she walked directly to the side of the couch and sat down, posing for Yan Fei to lean against her arms, holding a clay bowl and handing it to him, only said: "Have a taste?"

"Didn't you say there is a way?" Yan Fei asked urgently, not thinking about eating, "What way?"

Qi Jingsi brought the bowl back without any haste or annoyance, "Do you really want to try it?"

"Jing Si, don't try to fool me." Yan Fei, on the other hand, was a little anxious, "Chomophores are roots and are mostly produced in Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and other places. We don't have them here."

"Where are you going to dig with a hoe tomorrow?"

Seeing that Qi Jingsi's expression was calm, and he didn't answer, he slapped Qi Jingsi's thigh anxiously, "You are talking!"

"It hurts—" Qi Jingsi frowned feigned annoyance, "I haven't passed the door yet, so I don't feel sorry for you anymore?"

"Qi Jingsi!"

Seeing that Yan Fei's small face was flushed red with anxiety, Qi Jingsi just let it go, and quickly comforted him: "Okay, okay, I didn't say that I was going to dig cohosh."

"When you said you were going out to pour water, Yan Yi told me something else."

"What?" Yan Fei asked anxiously.

Qi Jingsi pushed the bowl towards Yan Fei again, "I'll tell you after dinner if it's delicious."

Yan Fei pushed it away again, "Didn't you eat it!"

"Dinner just now, just watching the two children—" Qi Jingsi glared at Yan Fei, "What did you eat?"

Yan Fei was really helpless, so he lowered his head and picked up the things Qi Jingsi brought to his mouth.

The room was dimly lit, and he wasn't focused on eating, at first he didn't pay attention to what Qi Jingsi brought, he always thought it was the rough noodles left over from dinner.

It was only when I put it in my mouth that I realized something was wrong. The stuff seemed to be the same as those steamed buns, but it was cut into thick slices, crunchy in the mouth, and covered with a layer of sweet sugar coating.

"This is..." He tilted his head and stared at Qi Jingsi, "What?"

"Baked buns, country people's stuff, no wonder you haven't eaten them before." Qi Jingsi smiled and pushed Jian Yanfei's hand, and put the food into his mouth, "Eating food cools quickly in winter, and sometimes you are hungry at night I’m too lazy to build a stove, and the country people are all warming up in the courtyard, so they put the unfinished steamed buns on the rack to bake, it’s warm and delicious.”

"Then..." Yan Fei was stuffed with food by Qi Jingsi again, and he mumbled, "What's the sweet thing on it?"

"Caramel." Qi Jingsi said with a faint smile, "Although my little uncle is from Beijing, he only learned to cook after he arrived in Pei County. He usually cooks home-cooked Jiangnan dishes, and Jiangnan cuisine is sweeter. Mouth, I see that you like it."

"While waiting for you to go down, there was a child selling maltose in a basket. I looked at it pitifully, so I bought some; I happened to have two left in my pocket, and I melted them with the fire just now and spread them on the steamed buns. "

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Fei's thinner shoulders distressedly, "I can't eat a decent meal these days, you don't move your chopsticks too much——"

"This plague thing can't be cured in a day or two. How can I keep losing weight like this?"

Yan Fei's nose felt sore for a while.

It turned out that just now Qi Jingsi had played with him in a dishonest way, in order to coax him to eat more.

There is still the sweetness of caramel on his lips and teeth, but it is sweet and sour in his heart.

Such a good Qi Jingsi, he didn't know how to treat her better.

He turned around and put his arms around Qi Jingsi's neck, whispering, "Jingsi..."

"Okay." Qi Jingsi rubbed Yan Fei's hair, "Aren't you older than me, the gift of the weak crown is done, how can you still cry every now and then?"

The words "the gift of the weak crown" always have a double meaning, Yan Fei blushed suddenly.

He let go of his arms around Qi Jingsi's neck, and lowered his head shyly, "You... just went to work on this?"

"This thing is as long as a cup of tea, and it's not troublesome." Qi Jingsi said as he took out a weed-like thing from his bosom, "I just went to find this for you."

"Isn't this just a weed?" Yan Fei asked puzzled.

"It's called goosegrass, and it's indeed a weed." Qi Jingsi explained, "After you left just now, Yan Yi said that someone in his hometown said that boiling water with this stuff cured the plague."

Later, Yan Yi and his sister went to the field to look for it, but since it was rumored that this thing could save lives, they naturally ransacked all of them, and it was not their turn to find a few, so they never tried it.

"Because he was not sure, he was afraid that you would be disappointed, so he didn't tell you." Qi Jingsi explained.

"That is..." The hope that had just been ignited in Yan Fei's eyes faded again, "It may not be useful."

"I think it's useful." Qi Jingsi affirmed: "Do you still remember Li Chang? He is a horse team selling goods to make a living. I also bought my dark horse from him. He has a lot of horses in his family."

"I saw it when I was a child. If the horses in his family had a fever and diarrhea, they would fetch this grass to feed them, and they would recover in a few days."

"But those are livestock..." Yan Fei wondered.

"What's the difference?" Qi Jingsi said in a deep voice, "You were born in Heyi Tower, I'm afraid you've never seen that the fine grains eaten by the livestock of the noble master's family are probably much better than the rough noodles eaten by the poor."

"But what else can I do?" He pressed Yan Fei's forehead and repeated what Yan Fei said in front of the courtyard during the day, "You said it, you have to try."

Yan Fei was still in tears a moment ago, but now he is looking at Qi Jingsi's eyes, reflecting his own shadow.

He picked up half of the baked bun in his hand and stuffed it into Qi Jingsi's mouth, smiled through tears, nodded and said: "Okay."

Sometimes it is because of having each other that people are willing to believe in any faint light.

Early the next morning, the boy went out with a hoe and a basket on his back, cut several large baskets of goosegrass and came back to boil water.

Days passed day by day, but Brother Ge's condition kept coming and going. Sometimes people just saw the erythema subside a little, and before people could be happy, they fell into a coma again with high fever the next day.

At first, everyone followed the rules and tried not to go into the patient's resting room. Later, the course of the disease was repeated again and again. In order to observe carefully, they didn't care so much.

Time was delayed like this, and it came to the fifteenth day of the month.

As soon as it got dark, the courtyard was crowded with people again.

"How many days have passed, you said it can be cured, at least it should be cured!"

Someone was shouting outside the gate.

"Today is the fifteenth day. The master said before he left that every full moon sends someone to the God of Plague, and he can feel our sincerity the most!"

"If you can't prove that the Ge family is still alive today, you have to take him out to the God of Plague!"

Today coincided with Brother Ge's illness recurring, high fever and coma again, Mrs. Ge was worried about her husband's health, she was anxious to shed tears, but now she was in a state of desperation, trying to kneel and kowtow to Yan Fei and the others.

"Please save my man! Save him..."

Qi Jingsi no longer remembered that this was the first time he helped someone up from the ground tonight.

"If it doesn't work, just take them out and let them see for themselves!" He said impatiently, "Why don't you insist on burning this person even if he's still alive?"

"No." Yan Fei said helplessly: "There are dozens of people outside, Brother Ge is still sick after all, do you want to upload those dozens of people? Besides——"

"Even if it can be proved that the person is still alive, it can't break their 'Plague God' theory. I don't know how many tragedies like 'Brother Ge' will be carried away and burned by them in the future..."

"Then..." Qi Jingsi was about to argue, but suddenly felt something was wrong, "Yan Fei!"

While he was speaking, Yan Fei had already got up, "I'll go out for a while."

"Yan Fei!" Qi Jingsi said anxiously: "Since you can't break Qi Tongfu's 'Plague God' theory, you will be the accomplice of the 'Plague God' when you go out now!"

"Then we can't just let them burn the yard with fire!" Yan Feiyan gently squeezed Qi Jingsi's hand, nodded gently, and called softly: "Jingsi."

"it is good."

Qi Jingsi nodded, didn't say anything else, and walked out of the courtyard with Yan Fei.

The situation was no different from what I encountered outside this yard on the first day, it was full of smog and chaos.

Yan Fei is unparalleled in eloquence in Master Zhu's mouth, even if he is asked to fight the Confucian scholars in the court, he has no fear, but here, everything is useless.

Nobody wants to hear what he's saying.

People were furious and chattered.

Because more and more people died in the village these days, they passed on the source of all the panic to the uninvited guests in front of them.

Only Yan Fei and Qi Jingsi knew that this was a sign that the plague was about to break out on a large scale.

During several disputes, Qi Jingsi tried her best to suppress the anger in her chest, and only tried her best to protect Yan Fei behind her back.

But everything finally got out of control in the next moment.

The full moon was rising, and that was the first time they saw the mysterious and weird ceremony begin, and everyone began to ignore it, pouring kerosene on the dry firewood that had been piled up by the courtyard wall.

Yan Fei tried his best to stop him, but his body was soaked by the fire oil.

At this moment, the light from Huozhezi instantly ignited Qi Jingsi's repressed anger and the last rationality of the crowd.

At the moment of life and death, a helpless, weak and sonorous male voice suddenly came out of the courtyard.

"enough!"

"so……"

"It can always prove that I am still alive..."

Everyone fixed their eyes, and unexpectedly saw Yan Yi and Sister-in-Law Ge helping out the man who had been bedridden.

"You are going to burn my family to death today..." The man burst into tears, "Aren't you afraid that it will be your turn tomorrow..."

"Look at these children...and think about the children in your own family...how many years younger than them..."

"Is it really worth it..."

The author has something to say: I am finally not late!woo woo woo...

The day when the plague is over is also the last stage of the scumbag, go! ! !