Chapter 317 I didn’t owe you anything in my previous life?
The main reason is that Huaixi Village is not far from the West Mountain of Beishan. Although there has been no incident of wolves entering the village in recent years, many villagers still feel uneasy at night.
However, the Security Guard Office replaced the Public Security Brigade, and the number of people was reduced from dozens to four.
How do four people take turns to patrol at night all year round?
Therefore, now the Security Office, apart from being responsible for mediating and resolving disputes among villagers, has less power than before.
"Village Chief, can you resume night patrols? This way everyone can sleep peacefully..."
Many people echoed this. Zhou Yong pondered for a moment and said, "We'll discuss this matter in a meeting later."
The bucket was filled with water, and Zhou Yong took a special look around on his way home.
It was indeed as the villagers said, there were quite a few strangers wandering around the village early in the morning.
When he got home, Zhou Yong poured two buckets of water into the water tank. He picked up the small basket and put his raised foot back down.
Zhou Yong opened the bowl rack, took a look, and took two steamed buns. When he was about to close the bowl rack door, he took out some pickles.
Zhou Yong entered the cellar carrying a small basket. He looked at Cheng Zhigang who was curled up in the corner. Seeing his flushed face, his heart skipped a beat.
Zhou Yong put down the things in his hands and hurried to Cheng Zhigang, and found that his body temperature was abnormally high.
"I didn't owe you anything in my previous life, did I? Why did you come to me?"
Zhou Yong muttered something, then quickly went back to the house to get some antipyretic medicine and fed it to Cheng Zhigang.
"Wake up?"
Zhou Yong patted Cheng Zhigang's face hard, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"I'm so cold."
Zhou Yong pursed his lips: "You have a fever, it's normal to feel cold."
Cheng Zhigang curled up into an egg, his teeth chattering, his body trembling, and he closed his eyes.
Zhou Yong frowned and stared at Cheng Zhigang: "Don't die in my house."
Cheng Zhigang opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Zhou Yong cursed in his heart. Seeing that he was so cold, he went to the warehouse to get a worn-out mattress to cover him.
Cheng Zhigang half opened his eyes, shivering as he tightened the mattress around him. Zhou Yong looked at him, as if he saw himself in his previous life during his labor reform on the farm.
That time he had a high fever for three days and three nights and no one cared about him. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died on the farm.
Thinking back to the past, Zhou Yong became extremely depressed.
He tucked in the corner of Cheng Zhigang's mattress, picked up some potatoes into a small basket, and climbed up the ladder.
Zhou Yong carried a small basket of potatoes into the house, took them to the kitchen, and went to Doctor Shen's house.
Zhou Yong made up an excuse to buy some anti-inflammatory drugs, but when he returned home, everyone in the family was already awake.
Zhou Yong had the medicine in his pocket. He walked around the house several times but couldn't think of a suitable excuse to go to the cellar.
After breakfast, the four children carried their schoolbags and left home with Li Caiyun. Li Baotian stayed at home for a while and went to patrol the fields with a sickle.
Around eight o'clock, Zhang Guifang took Li Jing'an to go out for a walk, leaving only Zhou Yong and Jiang Yue'e at home.
Zhou Yong found an excuse to send Jiang Yue'e to the countryside to buy vegetables, and then he carried a small basket into the cellar.
Cheng Zhigang's condition was worrying. Although he had taken antipyretics, his high fever had not subsided.
Zhou Yong fed him some anti-inflammatory medicine: "How do you feel?"
Cheng Zhigang's face was extremely pale, and his lips were covered with skin. He shivered and spoke with half-opened eyes: "I feel so cold."
Zhou Yong sighed inwardly, thinking that if Cheng Zhigang could not get good treatment, his life might be in danger.
what to do?
Zhou Yong fell into deep thought. He had to find a way to send Cheng Zhigang to the hospital.
He left the cellar and found Li Hongjun and Sun Qing.
After some discussion, the three of them harnessed the horse-drawn carriage and pulled some potatoes from Li Hongjun's cellar to Zhou Yong's house.
On the way, they met Feng Laogou's men. It was obvious that they would not leave easily if they couldn't find Cheng Zhigang.
Feng Laogou's men stepped forward to stop their carriage and politely inquired about Cheng Zhigang's whereabouts.
"A person walking with a limp? I didn't see any."
This was said by Sun Qing.
Feng Laogou's men looked at Li Hongjun, who had his face wrapped tightly.
"Brother, why are you covering your face so tightly in this weather?"
Li Hongjun frowned and said impatiently: "It's none of your business."
When they heard the voice was not the person they were looking for, Feng Laogou's men smiled and made way to let them pass.
Zhou Yong looked at them, frowned and asked: "Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"I am the head of Huaixi Village."
Feng Laogou's men came forward politely to explain that a lame man had stolen their things and fled into Huaixi Village, so they were looking for him here.
Zhou Yong frowned slightly: "Even so, you have no right to block the road. Besides, your search for people has affected the order of the village..."
"Don't worry, Village Chief, we will find someone and will not cause any trouble to the village..."
These people are good at talking and they don't know what to do. Zhou Yong looked at them and immediately headed towards home.
Zhang Guifang and Li Jingan had returned from their visit. Seeing Zhou Yong bringing back a few potatoes, she asked in confusion, "We may not be able to finish eating all the potatoes this winter. Where did you get these potatoes from?"
Zhou Yong got off the carriage and said with a smile, "Mom, the nursing home doesn't have many potatoes for the winter, so I want to bring some potatoes from home..."
Zhang Guifang nodded and said nothing more. Her back was not in good condition and she was afraid that Li Jingan would cause trouble, so she took her child and strolled out of the house.
"Keep an eye on the surroundings, we are going downstairs."
Sun Qing responded, and Zhou Yong and Li Hongjun went down into the cellar.
At this moment, Cheng Zhigang's condition was even worse than before. His body temperature was very hot, as if he had become a cooked shrimp.
Zhou Yong woke up the groggy Cheng Zhigang and said, "I'm taking you out now, but you have to listen to my instructions..."
Cheng Zhigang changed into the clothes brought by Li Hongjun and wrapped his face tightly.
"Can you go up there yourself?"
Cheng Zhigang shook his head, trying to sober himself up: "Yes."
Zhou Yong glanced at Cheng Zhigang, who was stumbling toward the ladder.
In order to keep his brain clear, Cheng Zhigang banged his head against the wooden ladder.
Li Hongjun was shocked, but Zhou Yong knew the purpose of Cheng Zhigang's action.
Cheng Zhigang climbed up the ladder without even a grunt.
Zhou Yong followed closely behind, and the men with Feng Laogou above were wandering outside the gate of the Li family, and Li Hongjun was left in the cellar.
After Cheng Zhigang got on the carriage, Sun Qing looked at him, and Zhou Yong carried a basket of potatoes and poured them into the carriage.
The three of them drove the carriage slowly towards Hongqi Township, and they met the same people again.
This time they did not stop Ma San, who was leading Zhou Yong and his men, but politely let them pass.
Cheng Zhigang was a little unsteady, and Zhou Yong quickly supported him.
They arrived at the entrance to the village safely, where Feng Laogou's men were also guarding.
Sun Qing's heart was in suspense. Zhou Yong jumped off the carriage and asked, "Who are you? Why are you guarding the village entrance?"
Several people stared at Zhou Yong, and one of them said harshly: "Who do you care who we are? Huaixi Village is not yours."
Zhou Yong's face darkened: "Huaixi Village is indeed not my home, but as the village chief, I have the right to know your purpose here..."
They exchanged glances, and then one of them stepped forward and said politely: "I'm very sorry, we are looking for someone. Please forgive us if we disturbed you."
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