Passing through the pharmacy, Mr. Wen's soldiers asked the owner, "Have you had any young men recently buying laxatives, itching powder or anything?"
The boss shudders down the old glasses and tries to remember, shivering: "No, no, the guest officer might as well ask at another pharmacy."
"If we let us know you know and don't report it, well, you'll die ugly, find anyone buying laxatives or something, and notify us immediately, do you hear me?"
"Yes, yes, I'm small, sir. Take a long walk."
It seems Wensheng has to catch her this time.
After the soldier leaves, the medicine shop walks into a girl with a ragged coat. As soon as the girl walks into the medicine shop, she runs into the owner, holding hands like a chorus. The bespectacled owner pushes the girl away, and drinks with discontent: "Walk, stinking food, I am a medicine shop, not a silver shop. If you want food to go outside, don't get me dirty."
The girl was relentless, her hands scratched harder than her.
The boss got impatient and kicked the girl out. "It's killing the fun. Get out of here."
The girl held her boss's thigh in her arms, shaking her head constantly, but her mouth was unable to speak, mmm-hmm, what she wanted to say.
The world is so cruel, the strong survive, the weak die.
"The pharmacy owner is so impersonal," Mr. Potatoes muttered angrily.
Ms. Xi walked straight over and scolded her bespectacled boss, saying, "Stop it. You're not afraid of a thunderbolt because you're so cold and callous."
That girl isn't even asking for food. She's begging for help.
The bespectacled boss is furious with Phoenix, who opens his mouth and then throws silver on the wooden table, "Shut up for the old woman, this is silver, go get the medicine."
The bespectacled boss grabbed the silver and pushed back the anger, smiling and saying, "I'll tell you what."
Phoenix held up the girl, so that she could see her. One face was terribly thin, her eyes were sunken, her cheeks were sunken, her lips were dry, but her eyes were still burning. The girl grabbed a straw and tried to row in front of the phoenix.
She's mute.
Fenxi asked her glasses boss to bring the pen and paper, and Fenxi asked the girl to write it.
The girl's brother caught the plague and couldn't afford to sell the medicine, so he would die without it.
"Hey, is there any medicine for the plague?" Ms. Feng said, flapping the table and startling her bespectacled boss.
The bespectacled boss helped the glasses glasses: "Yes, but there is no cure for the symptoms, only the plague can be suppressed, but the root of the disease can not be removed. For a long time, the plague is the most difficult to treat, the disease is not similar to the disease, but the root can not be found, and the disease is particularly easy to infect people. Last year, a large plague occurred in Guandong Village, and dozens of people in the village died."
The dumb girl burst into tears.
Ms. Feng looks up and drinks glasses with her boss: "Why do you have to do so much crap? Don't you go get your medicine?"
Soon after, the owner of the pharmacy prepared the medicine, and Fengxi handed it to the dumb girl who cried and kowtowed to her.
"Is it far back to your brother's place?" Ms. Feng asked, holding up the mute.
The dumb girl drew the Refugee Village three characters on Fengxi's hand.
Refugee villages? "Potatoes, do you know refugee villages?"
Little Potato nods: "Beneath a mountain near the border of the Imperial Dynasty, it was filled with refugees fleeing from small countries in various places, who fled there to escape the war and set up refugee villages."
Border? Isn't that far?
Seeing the phoenix's doubts, Xiao Tudou added: "When Grandpa Six led the army out of China, he copied a shortcut, and the slaves happened to participate in the courtesy ceremony of the common people, so the slaves probably knew this way."
Phoenix is delighted, but the lady of the Lord is best served by the Lord's little potato. Little potatoes are like wildebeest.
Eventually, Fengxi calls a carriage and the three leave together.
In the car, Ms. Xi asked about the mute, Chan Jin, 14, a child of poor families in Zhou's small country, who fled to refugee villages with her brother after the country was annexed by big powers.
She saw that Chanzhen's shoes had been worn out, her toes had been scratched off, and her crumpled little feet were bleeding dry. Must have taken a long way to find the medicine store.
She gave her snacks to Chanzhen, who was starving and had eaten food. I ended up falling asleep.
Finally, it was night in the refugee village.
The elderly village chief received Fenghe, and Chanzhen rushed into Pengli to see her brother from the carriage. Fearing that the plague would infect Chanzhen, her brother drove her out and Chanzhen broke down into tears to use medicine.
After taking the medicine, Chanzhen's brother stabilized his illness. The old village chief and Chanzhen thanked Fengxi again for kowtowing. Fengxi was embarrassed. They proposed that the old village chief take her to visit the whole village, so as to find out the reason for Chanzhen's illness. Where was the real root of the plague.
"The old village chief, while only Chanzhen is now her brother's plague, find out the source, or it will not be long before it spreads," Fenghe warned.
"Alas, the situation in the village has become more and more serious day by day for three days. I and the villagers have checked the whole village and can't find out half the reason. We refugees would have had enough to eat. Now Chanzhen is sick. How can we have the silver to help him to see a doctor if it isn't for the girls."The old village chief said he'd cry and kneel to the phoenix.
The world is too big, there will always be war, and the suffering will always be ordinary people. Even in the 21st century, there will be many small countries at war.
World peace is actually the biggest joke, and someone will have a war.
Sometimes I feel that as long as I'm alive today, I'm the happiest.
The old village chief was so enthusiastic because for years no one had helped them and the refugees were not part of the Emperor's Dragon dynasty, who naturally left them alone. The court forbade the villagers of the refugee village from entering the city. They had no job and no income, and were stuck in this small village in the mountains, living in wooden sheds and filling their stomachs with wild vegetables, sometimes hunting and hunting.
Hunting? Phoenix's eyes suddenly lit up. "Quickly, ask Chanyu if she has eaten any dead animals."
If it is a wake-up call, Chanyu was asked by the old village chief, he said that three days ago he found a dead bird in the mountain, and roasted it on the mountain himself.
Next to the tent, Feng Er hears a crying cry: "Sister, it's good that your brother didn't give you any food, otherwise he was tired of you. My brother was starving, no matter how much, he wouldn't let you know if you were worried. Who knows the dead bird."
There was another whimper, and Chanu kept saying, "It's a good thing Mei didn't eat it. It's Niang who kept us safe in the spirit of heaven."