Chapter 367: Innocent

Chapter 367
It is just that Tongxing Village has never dealt with Downhill Village.
The people in Xiapo Village also took a sigh of relief. No matter what happened, they would definitely not go to Xinghua Village.
Therefore, even if Xinghua Village had a well-known little doctor, and Xiapo Village became ill, he would never go to Xinghua Village for medical treatment.
They all knew the actions of Xinghua Village this time.
The people of Xinghua Village gathered together to rescue and help the affected villages in the surrounding areas, send cotton-padded quilts, and send cold medicine to help the injured people build houses.
The villagers of Xinghua were all near the villages, but not in the downhill village.
Everyone knows that they are betting on each other.
If it had been before, there would be no contact if no contact, and everyone would be fine.
However, this time Xinghua Village put its disgust on their village on the bright side and helped all the surrounding villages to not come to them alone.
It is tantamount to announcing the relationship between the old and the dead that they are not in contact with each other. In this way, considering the face of Xinghua Village, who will go with them down the village again?
I am afraid that even the villages that have been in the past will start to alienate them and cut off the ties.
Their downhill village will be isolated!
No one will offend the richest households in Shili and Baxiang for their various downhill villages!
People profit.
This has always been the case.
Under the supervision of county officers and soldiers, under the spontaneous self-help of the villagers, the damaged houses in the village have been rebuilt.
At the end of January, the heavy snowfall for almost a month had shown signs of stopping.
Occasionally it sparsely falls at night.
But the impact of the disaster is far from over.
Working people are injured, and many villagers have contracted typhoid fever, among which children are the oldest.
Downhill village is still sad.
The village leader Ancai's family sat a bunch of villagers, all with sullen faces, indignation, grievances, and deep weakness.
"Village chief, they are bullying us on the bright side this time."
"Bullying is bullying. For so many years, we also recognize it. After all, it is the hatred that has accumulated before, but they can't help but see if they die."
"So many people in the village contracted the disease. They sent out buckets of soup and medicine, and they didn't even give us a glance down the village. Are we not here?"
"What kind of healer is all heart shit! If I say it, it's a reputation!"
An Cai sat cross-legged on the cymbals, yanming her eyelids and saying nothing, her face hidden in half-light and half-darkness, looking extremely gloomy, and teaching people to wonder what he was thinking.
"Village chief, why don't we ask for the county magistrate. Didn't he visit the disaster relief in person this time? I heard that he had collected a lot of typhoid medicine from the pharmacy of the Chinese Medicine Museum of the City. Is it okay? With so many elderly children in the village, there is no medicine to cure them? "
If they go to the medical museum, they will spend hundreds of dollars and two dollars. Where can they get so much money?
I ca n’t find it, but I feel bad? If you can get free medicinal materials, you can make sure that you can cure the disease.
"I'll talk to the grown-up to talk to the grown-up, don't crowd here, it's all gone." An Cai quietly said, "As for Xinghua Village, we can't control what others do, we don't ask. I ca n’t ask for it. If you are not willing, or if you want to save money, go to the Liu Family Courtyard by yourself. "
When he said this, An Cai raised his eyelids and looked at the crowd gloomily.
Seeing his look, no one dared to squeak.
The village head had the deepest mustard for Xinghua Village.
Today, there are still several scars on his neck, which the boy under Luofu Mountain had pierced through.
At that time, all the people in the downhill village watched with their own eyes. The little baby didn't keep her hand at all, nor was it frightening. He really wanted to kill the village head.
Although things have now passed for more than a decade, the scars are there and the hatred is there.
No one can forget.
Just as Xinghuacun can't forget the hatred, not only for fighting for Qinghe water, fighting each other, but also for Xinghuacun's blessing.
That thing was really done by the people in their downhill village.
This responsibility cannot be shirk.
Although a large number of them were originally unaware of it.
But all the people in the downhill village were really jealous of Xinghua Village. They could not see Xinghua Village being better than them, and climbed onto them.
Everyone knows this.
Moreover, the incident of abducting Fu Yan at the time also paid a great price to their village.
They died in the village, not only the people, but the two people who had been working on the Fuwa were inexplicably missing, and never appeared again.
At first, the villagers thought that the two were committing crimes and then they were afraid of being caught in jail, so they ran away. Only later did some people gradually speculate that the two were not running away, but were dead.
Why did you die? No need to speculate at all, the killer pointed directly at the boy at the foot of Luofu Mountain.
The investigation is basically related to Xinghua Village.
Later, no one mentioned the matter again, and kept taboo, but the enmity between the two villages has reached a deep-rooted point.
The villagers dispersed, and An Cai was still sitting on the cymbals, expressionless and wondering what they were thinking.
"Old man, let's downhill village and Xinghua Village, there is really no way to ease the relationship? You can't think of a way ..." The old woman sitting on the other end of the cymbal was scared by An Cai's eyes before she finished speaking. Dare to speak out.
At last, he sighed softly, and went down to go to the stove to work.
The hall was empty for a while, and An Cai glanced in the direction of Xinghua Village, his eyes were dim.
What people in the downhill village think and think, Xinghua Village doesn't care.
The Liu Family Courtyard is as busy as ever.
Every day, people are coming and going in the yard, all ordinary people who come to seek medical treatment.
While these people were waiting in the consulting room, they chatted with each other occasionally and talked about the downhill village, and Liu Yusheng could hear the news.
For example, there was typhoid medicine prepared by the doctor in the city to the village of Fupo.
Effects such as medicines are far less effective than those prescribed by Xiao Shen Yi.
Typhoid fever still recurs after people take medicine, for example, it seems that some children have become more severely infected.
Liu Yusheng listened in his ears, and declined to comment.
Only that night he took a pack of flamingo into a potion and gave it to the old man.
He didn't say anything, and the old man understood her intentions, "Well, do you really want to help them? You let go of the original thing?"
Liu Yusheng shook his head and smiled, "Grandpa, the child is innocent."
After hearing that, the old man's face wrinkled and spread out little by little, and finally smiled, "Yes, the child is innocent. He is a child taught by our Liu family, and a child taught by my grandpa. Grandpa is very happy."
The big hand touched the little granddaughter's head, and the grandfather's pride came from the heart.
His granddaughter, open-minded, kind, distinguishes right from wrong, has clear grudges and righteousness, is the pride of their entire Liu family.
(End of this chapter)