Here, three people were fighting with Red Rat on the mountain.
On the other hand, Liu Xisheng did something normal.
I saw that there were no more rats in those rat holes that were openly open to others.
I didn't even care whether the current clinic was at work or not. I had to make phone calls and apply to the government.
In the end, the epidemic prevention personnel from the health center were transferred here.
In addition, Lu Xinghe kept saying that the mouse had a virus.
Liu Xisheng led the militia team to collect rats from house to house.
This price is definitely not acceptable, one mouse costs ten cents.
Throw them all into the woods for unified disposal.
Although Lu Xinghe caught the most rats, he had a large family and a great fortune.
Liu Xisheng automatically ignored his family.
However, Lu Xinghe's family was the least affected. After all, everyone has rat holes except his.
Other people's houses have mud floors, and occasionally a wealthy family would use broken bricks to pave the ground.
Lu Xinghe's house is all made of concrete.
It is warm in winter and warm in summer. When you walk in, there is no dragging of water. When it is dry, there is no dust on the ground.
It is already one of the top residences of this era.
After the people from the health center arrived, they checked how the team was dealing with the rats.
Seeing that the matter was handled so properly, Liu Xisheng was praised.
People at this time had already taken precautions against the plague.
You know, this thing is a disease that cannot be cured at present. Over the past decade or so, countless villages have been closed due to outbreaks of plague or other infectious diseases.
This may seem cruel to future generations, but this era has no other choice.
The rat plague is a major event in this era. When the people from the health center came, they brought a lot of vaccines and anti-inflammatory drugs.
People lined up at the entrance of the village to get injections for those who had been poisoned by rats.
And every family was given disinfectant.
There was very little disinfectant at that time. It was just a small red tablet. After dissolving it in water, you could wipe the entire house inside and out.
This is considered disinfection.
Of course, dogs and cats that have been bitten by rats will also be brought here for a shot.
At this time, the distinction between treating humans and animals was not so clear.
Anyway, these medicines will eventually be provided by the Chaihe Brigade.
The wool comes from the sheep. These doctors in the health center are so excited when they hear you say you want to smash the vaccine to make a noise.
They will be smashed to pieces without hesitation.
When Lu Xinghe, his two companions, a dog and a cat came back from the mountain, they saw so many people at the entrance of the village.
He went straight around to his home through the small woods on the side.
When the tightly tied clothes were opened, a red rat, almost as big as a lynx, appeared in front of Grandpa Cao, dying.
Mr. Cao, who had been calm and composed at first, suddenly widened his eyes!
“This…is this true???”
Old Master Cao seemed to recall something that happened in the past. He actually killed a big rat.
The color is normal though.
But despite this, he only saw it once before it was taken away by someone from above.
At that time, he was not of high enough rank and only knew to follow orders.
But now, the trouble brought to him by this still-living red rat was really too great.
The rat became a spirit, and in the eyes of some people, it absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and its flesh and blood was stained with spiritual energy.
Maybe just one bite of it can cure the disease.
But Lu Xinghe didn't think so. He believed that this thing was a mutation, and it would be good if one didn't die early after eating a bite.
Seeing Mr. Cao's expression, Lu Xinghe felt determined.
Take two steps forward and block the red mouse.
"What are you doing?"
When Secretary Kong saw this scene, he instantly felt that Lu Xinghe had gone crazy. He thought Lu Xinghe wanted to negotiate terms with Mr. Cao.
But everyone knows that Mr. Cao doesn't like this. If he wants to give something, no one can stop him, even if God comes to ask him to do so.
Just like buying ginseng back then.
But if someone plays tricks on him, you will see whether Mr. Cao will be angry or not.
Old Zhang is such a cunning person, he only dares to talk nonsense. Do you think he dares to talk nonsense with Old Master Cao?
"Grandpa Cao, Grandpa, since you have acknowledged He Xiaoyu as your granddaughter, you will be my grandpa from now on.
If it were someone else, I would definitely not do this, but there are some things I cannot help but tell you."
When Mr. Cao saw Lu Xinghe standing in front of him, he was also stunned.
But he was already in his twenties and had experienced everything, so he just straightened up calmly and looked at Lu Xinghe expressionlessly.
After hearing what Lu Xinghe said, he finally smiled.
Even though he was just staring at himself, after just a short while, Lu Xinghe was sweating profusely.
You know, that old soldier and leader of that generation walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of fire.
Why does Secretary Kong follow Mr. Cao so closely?
Because he had heard a story before that the capital city had just been liberated a few days ago and there were a lot of corpses in the morgue.
People all over the capital city said there were ghosts and wronged souls inside.
Mr. Cao was not afraid at all. He moved in directly with a box of grenades.
I lived among the dead in the morgue for a week.
In his own words, the number of Japanese devils he killed was more than the number of dead people here.
If there really is a ghost, the worst that can happen is that I'll just hold on to the grenade and die!
When he becomes a ghost, he will still kill the Japanese in the underworld.
If an old man like this gets angry, even a look from him is something that ordinary people can't withstand.
"Grandpa, let me tell you, if you feel unwell, you can stay with me for a while. Grandpa Zhang also told you that food supplements are the best way for you.
As for this red rat, you can give it to someone else or keep it for fun. Just take it away. This thing was originally meant for you to catch.
But if you want to use it as a medicine, I can’t give you this red rat even if I burn it.”
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Cao narrowed his eyes and looked Lu Xinghe up and down.
For some reason, I felt like Lu Xinghe saw through me.
When people get old, there are always things they are afraid of.
Not as fearless as when I was young.
"Grandpa, you can be angry, you can just shoot me, but this thing is really not for human consumption. Tiger, black bear, these meats can be eaten,
But you said that mice eat rotten things. Even if it has become a spirit, it didn't eat those things before. Do you think this can be a poisonous thing?"
Lu Xinghe wanted to say something like mutation or virus, but such grandiose words would be counterproductive for such an old scholar.
It is better to explain it in simple terms.
To be honest, the spiritual spring in his space is more useful than any treasures from heaven and earth.
Otherwise why do these old guys always feel that he cooks and eats.
Freshness, variety, and willingness to use extra ingredients are one aspect.
On the other hand, the water in his water tank has always been spiritual spring water.
"You convinced me, kid, but..."
Mr. Cao paused for a moment before continuing, "You are not my grandson. At most, you are my grandson-in-law. There is still a gap between us."
These words were like a spring breeze, raising the temperature in the whole house by four or five degrees.
During that pause just now, Secretary Kong almost knelt down to Mr. Cao, wondering if he could sacrifice his life in exchange for the old man's forgiveness for Lu Xinghe.
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