It's just that Xinghua Village has never dealt with Xiapo Village.
The people in Xiapo Village also took a sigh of relief. No matter what happened, they would never go to Xinghua Village.
Therefore, even if Xinghua Village has a well-known little genius doctor, and Xiapo Village is sick, he will never go to Xinghua Village for medical treatment.
They all knew the actions in Xinghua Village during this disaster.
People from Xinghua Village gathered together to rescue and help the surrounding villages affected by the disaster, send cotton-padded clothes and quilts, and send cold decoction to help the injured people build houses.
Xinghua villagers are present in all the nearby villages, but Xiapo Village does not.
Everyone knows that they are betting on each other.
If it was before, there would be no contact if there was no contact, and everyone would be in peace.
But this time, Xinghua Village puts the hatred of their village on the bright side, helping all the surrounding villages, and can't come to them alone.
It is tantamount to announcing to the surroundings that they are old and dead. In this way, taking into account the face of Xinghua Village, who will interact with them in Xiapo Village again
I am afraid that even the villages that used to communicate will begin to alienate them and cut off their involvement.
Their downhill village will be isolated!
No one would offend the richest households in Shili Baxiang for their mere Xiapo Village!
People seek profit.
This has always been the case.
Under the supervision of the officers and soldiers of the county government and the villagers spontaneously helped themselves, the damaged houses in the village have been renovated.
It was the end of January, and the heavy snow that had fallen for almost a month had already stopped.
Occasionally, the next one is sparsely lit at night.
But the impact of the disaster is far from past.
Many villagers have been infected with typhoid fever due to labor and wealth, among which children and the elderly are the most.
Xiapo Village is still bleak.
The village chief, Ancai, sat in the house with a bunch of villagers, all with drooping faces, indignation, injustice, and deep weakness.
"The village chief, they bullied us to the fullest this time."
"Bullying is bullying. After so many years, we have also recognized it. After all, it is the enmity accumulated in the past, but they can't save it. How can they bear it?"
"So many people in the village got sick. They sent buckets of decoction to the outside without even looking at us in Xiapo Village. Are we people here?"
"The kindness of doctors is all bullshit! If I want to say it, it's just for fame!"
An Cai sat cross-legged on the kang, drooping his eyelids without saying a word, his face hidden in half light and half darkness, looking very gloomy, and he could not figure out what he was thinking.
"The village chief, why don't we go to the magistrate, didn't he personally visit the disaster relief this time? I heard that he asked for a lot of typhoid medicine from the pharmacy of the city's traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and in the end it was almost useless. Let's ask him to distribute some medicine. Is it okay? There are so many old people and children in the village, how can they be rectified without medicine?"
If you go to the hospital, it will cost you a few hundred cents of money to move. Where can they get so much money
Isn't it distressed just to get it out? If you can get free medicinal materials, you can always cure the disease if you make do with it yourself.
"I'll go to the district chief to talk to the adults about this matter. Don't be crowded here. Let's all go away." An Cai said quietly, "As for Xinghua Village, we can't control what others do, so we won't ask for it. I can't ask for it. If you are not reconciled, or want to save money, go to the Liu Family Courtyard by yourself."
When he said this, An Cai raised his eyelids and looked at everyone gloomily.
Seeing his look, no one dared to speak.
The village chief had the deepest grievances about Xinghua Village.
Now he still has a few finger scars on his neck, which the kid under Luofu Mountain had pierced.
At that time, everyone in Xiapo Village was watching with their own eyes. The little baby didn't keep his hands at all, nor did he scare people. He really wanted to kill the village chief.
Although more than ten years have passed since things have passed, there are scars and hatred.
No one can forget.
Just like Xinghua Village can't forget the hatred, not only fighting for the source of the Qinghe River, fighting each other, but also Xinghua Village Fuwa's hatred.
That thing was indeed done by people in their Xiapo Village.
This responsibility cannot be shied away.
Although a large part of them had no idea at all.
However, everyone in their Xiapo Village was really jealous of Xinghua Village, not seeing that Xinghua Village was better than them, and climbed on top of them.
Everyone knows this well.
Moreover, their village also paid a great price for the kidnapping of Fu Nuan.
People died in their village. Not only did they die, but the two people who attacked Fuwa had disappeared inexplicably, and have never appeared again.
At first, the villagers thought that the two men had committed crimes, and then they were afraid of being caught in prison, so they ran away. Later, people began to speculate that the two did not run away, but were already dead.
What is the cause of death? There is no need to guess at all, the murderer pointed directly at the kid at the foot of Luofu Mountain.
And to investigate the root cause is still related to Xinghua Village.
Afterwards, no one mentioned the matter again, and the secret was kept secret, but the enmity between the two villages has reached a deep-rooted level.
The villagers dispersed, An Cai still sat on the kang, expressionless and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Old man, there is really no way we can relax the relationship between Xiapo Village and Xinghua Village? You can't think of a way..." The old woman sitting on the other side of the kang was scared by An Cai's eyes before she finished speaking. Aloud.
Finally, he sighed slightly, and got off the kang to work in the stove.
The hall was empty for a while, and An Cai glanced in the direction of Xinghua Village, his eyes dim and dim.
People in Xinghua Village didn't care what they thought.
The Liu Family Courtyard is as busy as ever.
Every day, people come and go in the yard, all ordinary people who come to seek medical treatment.
When these people were waiting for admission in the small clinic, they occasionally chatted with each other about Xiapo Village, and Liu Yusheng could hear such news.
For example, the government office distributed typhoid medicine prepared by the city doctor to Xiapo Village.
For example, the effect of medicine is far not as good as the medicine prescribed by the little genius.
For example, people over there still have recurrent typhoid fever after taking the medicine, and it seems that some children have become more infected.
Liu Yusheng listened in his ears, slightly silent, and declined to comment.
Only that night took a pack of flaming grass into the potion and handed it to the old man.
Even though he didn't say anything, the old man also understood her intention, "Nanny, really want to help them? Have you let go of the original things?"
Liu Yusheng shook his head and smiled, "Grandpa, the child is innocent."
Hearing this, the wrinkles on the old man's face unfolded little by little, and finally he smiled, "Yes, the child is innocent. The nun is the child taught by our Liu family, the child taught by the grandfather, and the grandfather is very happy."
The big hand touched the little granddaughter's head, the old man's pride came from his heart.
His granddaughter, open-minded, kind, discerning right from wrong, distinguished between grievances and righteousness, is the pride of their entire Liu family.