Thanks to the multi-pronged and effective measures taken by the two or two and a half people, not only was the epidemic quickly eradicated, but the health and mental outlook of the victims also improved visibly.

They no longer looked like beggars, and looked no different from ordinary citizens of South City.

Even cleaner.

After all, in the south city, there are no "inner armor chiefs and inner li chiefs" to urge the people to take a bath, wash their hair and wash their clothes every day.

The people of the Ming Dynasty loved life the most. When someone helped them to escape from the quagmire of precariousness, their lives gradually returned to normal.

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It was past five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was just getting light. There was movement in the rows of brand new bamboo houses in Xin'an Village.

That is the sound of hardworking housewives getting up and cooking.

In the row of resettlement houses in the seventh section of the sixth village of the fourth bao, the first house was occupied by a villager named Li Hua, his wife Liang, and their three children.

Liang was a woman who loved cleanliness. She would rather get up half an hour earlier than others to tidy up the simple bamboo house.

Moreover, other people's houses have soil floors, but her house has bamboo floors.

She and her children had taken advantage of their free time to pick up the bamboo left over from the construction, and brought it back to her and her husband to cut it into thick strips, which they then wove into bamboo mats to spread on the ground.

In this way, there is no more dust in the house. Not only is it much cleaner, but the children can also play barefoot in the house, making the children next door envious.

As for the tables, chairs and benches in the house, they were all her family's original furniture. Although they were already tattered due to years of fleeing, Liang wiped them clean and even covered them with a rough blue tablecloth.

Then she placed fresh flowers grown in bamboo tubes, which her husband secretly took out and gave to her as flower pots while they were building the house.

The flowers were picked by the children from Yufeng Mountain and given to their mother.

With these bright colors, the bamboo house becomes lively and has the warmth of home.

After Liang admired her own arrangement with satisfaction, she carried her load and went out to fetch water from the well belonging to Sibao not far away.

I heard the humorous Mr. Xu say that because the well water does not interfere with the river water, the well water is much cleaner than the river water.

Although Liang couldn't figure out the connection between the two, what learned people say always makes sense.

Anyway, ever since she dug the well, she only used well water and never went to the river to fetch water again.

~~

It was just dawn and there were few people fetching water, so Liang quickly carried two buckets of water home.

There was no water tank at home, and even the water bucket was shared with her sister-in-law's family, so she had to hurry.

Liang first lit the fire, put the pot on, and then poured water into the pot.

While the water was boiling, she dipped a coarse cloth in water and began to scrub the floor carefully.

The bamboo floor cannot be washed directly with water, as the water will seep under the floor and accumulate moisture. You can only wipe it carefully like this.

At this time, there was movement in the bedroom separated by a curtain, and then there was a commotion.

She has three children, the oldest is twelve and the youngest is four, both are boys, and there is also a six-year-old girl.

The two little ones were at their naughtiest, and would make a scene almost as soon as they opened their eyes. Suddenly, they opened the curtains, rushed out with their bottoms naked, and started chasing each other around the room.

"Don't run around, be careful of the slippery ground!" Li Hua chased out with his upper body naked, wearing a small jacket while shouting: "Don't touch the pot!"

The quiet room suddenly became chaotic.

In the past, Liang would always feel annoyed at this time, but now she only feels happy, very happy.

A month ago, everything was peaceful. The family of five huddled like mice in a dark and smelly shack. The youngest son was so sick that he kept twitching in the middle of the night, and the youngest daughter was so hungry that she couldn't move. But the couple was at a loss as to what to do.

The deadly atmosphere made her extremely worried that she would lose her children in this famine.

This is not groundless worry. Every time they flee, children die. Last year, her sister-in-law's youngest son died...

Liang was very frightened, wondering whether it would be her child's turn this year.

Fortunately, God showed mercy and sent County Magistrate Zhao to Kunshan.

Although Liang had never met the old parents, she could personally feel how great a change they had brought to Kunshan County and to the disaster-stricken people in southern Kunshan.

In just one month, her family's life was freed from despair.

Especially after the dike construction started recently, my parents improved everyone’s food.

She, her husband and their older son worked for the county together. In addition to supporting their family of five, they were even able to save some extra food.

The children recovered from their illnesses, had their stomachs filled, and became full of energy again.

The worry of losing everything disappeared.

How nice.

~~

Li Hua finally caught the two children, held them under his arms, and forced them to go out to relieve themselves and wash up.

Then he would fetch a load of water and deliver it to his eldest brother's house.

The eldest son Mi Wa packed the bedding and put it into the box, then he drew open the curtain, and the room suddenly became bright.

"Mom, it smells so good. What delicious food did you make?" Miwa was in the growing stage, like a little wolf who could never be fed enough.

"Rice wrapped in lotus leaves." Liang washed the rag and handed it to her son, asking him to wipe the bamboo mat clean.

"No, there's also the smell of meat." Mi Wa wiped the bamboo mat and said excitedly, "Mom, did you add the sausage I won?"

"Dog nose." Liang lifted the lid of the pot with amusement, and white steam rose up. The rich aroma was enough to make the children next door cry with envy.

In fact, she made this last night while the children were sleeping. Otherwise, the time in the morning would have been too tight and she would not have had enough time to cook the lotus leaf rice.

Liang asked her eldest son while moving the pot from the fire pit to the wooden board nearby.

"Are you going to catch mice today?"

"No. There are no rats around here any more. The monks at Huiju Temple said that we were so scared by the rats in this area that we all moved away."

Miwa said with both pride and disappointment: "I caught it yesterday, I'm afraid it's the last one."

"Then follow me out on the boat." Liang said, putting three large rice balls on a plate, and handed it to her son, saying, "Send it to your grandmother."

Miwa quickly took the plate, put on her shoes and ran out. After a while, she came back with her younger brother and sister, throwing off her shoes.

"It's time to eat pork belly rice!" The children cheered and each picked up a packet of rice. They didn't mind the heat and ate it happily.

Li Hua also came back to eat. But the children didn't realize that the lotus leaf rice their parents were eating was really just rice, without any meat slices.

The couple had just finished their meal when the foreman came from the inside and called out to everyone to start work. Li Hua quickly wiped his mouth and stood up.

Liang also hurriedly got up and picked up the shoulder pole placed against the wall, on which her husband's tile knife was hung with a hemp rope.

Li Hua took the shoulder pole from his wife, grinned at her and said, "I'm going to work, please be careful on the road.

"Well, you should be careful too." Liang nodded.

Li Hua patted his eldest son's head and kissed the two younger ones. Then the village head also struck the gong, and he hurried out.

After her husband left, Liang asked Mi Wa to clean up the dishes and then sent the two little ones to her sisters-in-law to be looked after by the old lady and eldest sister-in-law.

Her eldest uncle also went to work, and her sister-in-law couldn't row the boat because of her bad back, so she stayed at home and weaved baskets with her mother-in-law while taking care of the children. It was actually very hard work.

When I got home, Mi Wa had already cleaned up the dishes and put out the pond fire.

Liang closed the door and took her son out to Xin'anmin Community, where they found their own boat by Zhihe Pond.

Then the mother and daughter paddled towards the north gate, passed the water gate and sailed into the Lou River.

Countless large and small ships also gathered in the Loujiang River from all directions, forming a huge fleet, sailing westward in a mighty manner.

Target Taihu West Mountain!

P.S. Regarding the coating of microscope sections in the previous chapter, in history, there was no coloring at the beginning, and there was not even a slide, but everything that could be discovered was discovered... Leeuwenhoek just looked at things directly... Although this is not scientific, it is the most intuitive. If you color the ancients right away, I am afraid it will have a counterproductive effect.