After having the most delicious lunch ever, Zhou Weiguo and Xue Zhanlin felt so satisfied that they both wanted to follow Chu Yue to the mountain to dig wild mushrooms.
Song Hongmei discussed today's investigation with Village Chief Lu, urged him to lead the villagers in more labor, and agreed on the time for subsequent visits. Today's mission is coming to an end.
Chu Yue deliberately glanced at the time and calculated the distance back. As long as she walked faster on the mountain road, she would still be able to catch up with Lu Yuanbao after school.
When she was digging wild mushrooms and wild vegetables, she put a lot of them in her personal space. After returning home tonight, she can make fried mushrooms with bacon for Lu Yuanbao. Lu Yuanbao will definitely eat an extra bowl of white rice in the evening.
However, all plans cannot keep up with changes.
Chu Yue carried the empty medicine box and left the village with Song Hongmei and the other two.
When they were about to leave the village, an old hen walked past Chu Yue.
This old hen looks a little thin, with its feathers drooping down. It walks unsteadily and seems to be very old. It will probably be killed and eaten by its owner soon.
It was the first time that Xue Zhanlin saw such a strange old hen, and he laughed a few times.
It was just a very small gap, but Chu Yue suddenly stopped.
Her dark eyes were as sharp as torches as she stared at the "skinny" old hen, and her brows furrowed unconsciously.
Song Hongmei asked in confusion, "Ayue, what's wrong?"
Chu Yue did not answer Song Hongmei's doubts, but strode towards the old hen, staring at it carefully, especially the old hen's feet, which were actually - red.
This red is not the color of the old hen's skin, the skin is still yellow, but there are densely packed small red dots emerging from under the skin.
There are too many small red dots gathered together, making the chicken's claws look red at first glance. [This picture is a bit disgusting + trypophobic, so I won't post it. ]
Chu Yue immediately realized that this symptom was chicken plague!
To put it another way, it is avian flu.
Winter and early spring are the peak seasons for bird flu.
Avian influenza not only spreads among poultry, but is also likely to be transmitted to humans.
Chu Yue lowered her head to look at the old hen's condition, which was already quite serious. Her brows were tightly knitted together.
Song Hongmei sensed that Chu Yue's expression was not right, and immediately asked, "A Yue, what's wrong?"
"Sister Song, something might have happened. We can't leave the village for the time being."
The specific situation cannot be explained in a few words. Chu Yue's expression was unprecedentedly serious. She had never shown such an expression when Manzizi's "hand was broken" before.
Chu Yue opened the medicine box again and took out two masks. She put one on herself and handed the other to Song Hongmei.
She said seriously, "Sister Song, please put on your mask and don't touch anything. Comrade Li and Comrade Xue, please stay here and don't come over. Village Chief Lu, I don't have any medical masks left. Please find a piece of cloth to cover your mouth and nose, and then take us to the owner of the old hen."
Village chief Lu was originally sending them out of the village. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately did as Chu Yue said. No matter what, he covered his mouth and nose first.
"Doctor Chu, this way... you followed me... these chickens all belong to Song Dashun's family in our village... their family is on the west side of the village..."
Not only were they walking towards Song Dashun's house, but the old hen that looked "thin" but was actually sick was also walking towards Song Dashun's house.
A few minutes later.
They saw two small bungalows, which were considered to be quite nice houses in the village. Next to the houses was a vegetable field, and next to the vegetable field was a group of poultry and chickens.
At a glance, there were about a dozen of them.
In this village, this is a very well-off family.
They were walking towards the house, but before they entered, they heard a quarrel inside.
"Cough... cough... cough... cough..." It was a man's cough, hoarse and tearing.
Then a woman's worried voice came, "Why are you coughing again? You've been coughing for several days, and you still have a fever and cough. Why aren't you getting better? The doctor came to the village today, and I asked you to go out for a checkup, but you refused to go."
"Seeing a doctor means taking medicine, and taking medicine costs money. I just caught a cold and have a fever, so I just need to bear it and get through it. I won't spend that... cough cough... I won't spend that money in vain, cough cough..."
"Look at you! You're coughing so hard, and you still don't see a doctor. Just take medicine. It only costs one or two dollars at most. We can afford it."
"Isn't one or two dollars a lot of money? I'm in good health, it's a waste to spend this money!" The man who spoke was the owner of the house, Song Dashun. He didn't listen to the advice at all. As he got emotional, he coughed even more violently, "cough cough... cough cough... cough cough..."
Song Dashun's family called Dujuan away.
Du Juan saw that Song Dashun was coughing non-stop, so she didn't dare to argue with him. "Is it okay if I listen to you? If you don't want to see a doctor, then don't see one. If you don't want to spend money, then don't spend it. Why are you so excited? Why don't you drink a sip of water to calm down? Don't get excited."
Song Dashun took the hot water handed over by Du Juan, drank a sip, slowed down his breathing, and started to worry again, "How are the chickens at home? Are they feeling better? Why didn't I hear them crowing today?"
Dujuan put down the cup of water and turned her head to dodge.
She said loudly, "You had a fever this morning and were so sleepy that you didn't wake up when I called you. It's strange that you could hear the crowing. Don't worry about the chickens. I'm here. Nothing will happen! Just have a good rest. I've made some chicken soup. Drink some of it and then have a good sleep."
"Chicken soup? Why are you stewing chicken soup? Didn't we agree to take the chicken to the market and sell it for money?" Song Dashun became excited again.
Du Juan's voice got louder. "Anyway, I've already killed the chicken and cooked the chicken soup. I'm just asking you if you want to drink it! How can you get better if you don't nourish your body and don't see a doctor?"
The couple stared at each other, and finally Song Dashun compromised.
Song Dashun looked at the angry Du Juan and changed his tone, "I drink, it's okay for me to drink, I'm not being mean to you, why are your eyes red?"
"Who said my eyes were red? You were just dazzled and saw it wrong." Du Juan denied it, but turned around and quietly wiped the corners of her eyes, then walked to the kitchen in the back room to bring out the chicken soup.
Just at this moment.
Chu Yue, wearing a mask, walked to their door and just happened to hear the conversation between the couple.
Chu Yue hurriedly spoke up to stop him, "You can't drink the chicken soup!"
Song Dashun and Du Juan in the house looked up at the two stranger intruders, Chu Yue and Song Hongmei. Just as they were about to ask, Village Chief Lu also came in.
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