Chapter 57 She Didn't Try Everything to Stop It
"Dad, don't be anxious. Drink a bowl of sugar water and take your time."
Zhang Mingzhu brought over a bowl of steaming water. The team leader was afraid that she would get burned, so he quickly took it.
"careful!"
Zhang Mingzhu pinched her scalded red fingertips, quickly glanced at the handsome and arrogant Zhou Jingshen, lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and escaped in seconds.
The captain shouted at her back, "Mingzhu, run slower, the ground is slippery!"
Zhang Mingzhu walked out of the chaotic atmosphere, stumbled, and almost fell. Her pretty face flushed. Comrade Zhou was really handsome, comparable to Xue Huaizhou, but cold and aloof, with an aura that said "keep away from strangers."
Zhou Jingshen was about to leave when the captain pushed the hot water in front of him and forced a smile. "Comrade Zhou, you've worked hard. Have a bowl of sugar water to warm yourself up."
The team leader is a retired veteran. He watched Zhou Jingshen lead a few soldiers into the village in the morning, persuading villagers from low-lying areas to evacuate and helping them move. He has not eaten a single grain of rice until now.
He was a young man, but now he looked tired and his lips were pale. He looked either cold or hungry. The large pots in the ancestral hall were boiling water, but they couldn't be used to cook.
It's really shameful that the village couldn't even provide people with a bowl of porridge after they worked hard all day.
Zhou Jingshen didn't refuse. He took the sugar water, drank it all, and said thank you.
The warm water flowed through his internal organs, bringing some warmth to him who was half wet after getting off the car.
Many villagers who had recovered from the shock also took their bowls and sipped the hot water, occasionally complaining, "What kind of sugar water is this? Why don't I taste any sweetness?"
"Forget the sweetness, the saltiness is bland!"
Zhang Mingzhu came out of the kitchen and angrily confronted the villagers, "When we asked you to chip in some sugar, you all said you didn't have any at home. Can we make some sugar for you to drink?"
Several villagers looked embarrassed and stopped talking while holding their bowls.
Zhang Mingzhu snorted, picked up the kettle on the table in the main room and went into the kitchen.
As they walked, they shouted, "Who has a kettle? Can you lend it to me? Please empty the pot and cook!"
Zhou Jingshen looked around but didn't see any of his team members. He frowned and asked the team leader, "Have all the villagers been evacuated?"
The team leader rolled a cigarette and was about to light it when he paused. "There are still a few families who are quite stubborn and don't want to move. Comrade Chen is leading the team to persuade them."
"There's not enough room here, so some villagers have been arranged to live in Mr. Zhang's old house."
Mr. Zhang was a large local landlord. His ancestral home was in the village, but his family had long since left the house.
The team leader was also worried. The villagers living at the Zhang family's old house were also given half a pig, and they were also suffering from vomiting and diarrhea.
He just came from over there.
Seeing Zhou Jingshen driving a truck back, the villagers who had just finished vomiting and defecating gathered around him, unable to hide the surprise on their faces. They chased after Zhou Jingshen and asked, "Comrade Chief, can you take us to the health center?"
If it wasn't extremely painful, who would be willing to go to the health center to see a doctor!
They are willing to go because they are more afraid of death than spending money on medical treatment.
Some villagers whispered, "Oh, how much does it cost to go to the health center?"
"If I don't have enough money, will the doctor treat me?"
Zhou Jingshen frowned, staring into the hopeful eyes of the villagers, and solemnly told them the bad news, "Sorry, we can't go to the clinic. There was a landslide on the road from the village to the town, and it's raining now, so the road can't be repaired."
The villagers felt a chill in their hearts.
Terrified.
Several sisters-in-law holding their children burst into tears, "What should we do?"
The child also buried his head in the adult's arms, barely breathing, and murmured, "Mom, I feel uncomfortable..."
The team leader had to step in to comfort everyone, "Don't cry! Didn't Song Zhiqing say that? You'll feel better once your stomach is empty after vomiting. Our symptoms are just mild food poisoning. It's nothing serious and we'll probably recover by tomorrow."
One aunt was indignant. "Song Zhiqing knew the meat was poisonous, but he didn't stop us from eating it. What's his intention?"
The captain's face darkened. "Didn't they stop it?"
"Did you listen?"
The aunt was unconvinced, "If she really wants to stop it, there are plenty of ways!"
"Nonsense!"
"Tell me, how can Song Zhiqing stop you from eating meat when you're craving it so much?"
The auntie yelled, "If it were me, I would grab a bunch of poop and throw it into the pot!"
Villagers: “…”
"vomit……!!"
The vomiting sounds came and went.
The captain trembled all over, feeling extremely disgusted. He pointed at the aunt, too shocked to utter a complete sentence, "You, you...!!"
Song Shuyan wanted to come out to drink some water and heard the aunt's shocking words.
She walked over to the aunt and silently gave her a thumbs up, smiling, "Okay, I learned it, I will definitely do it next time."
Zhou Jingshen coughed lightly, then smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.
Song Shuyan pondered for a moment, looked around at everyone, and smiled sweetly, her red lips parted. "I have something to ask you. If I really ruined several pots of meat like this auntie said, will you have to ask me for compensation?"
"If the meat is ruined, you won't know whether it's really poisonous or not. You'll just think I'm a lunatic, spreading rumors and misleading the public."
"I don't want to be a lunatic spreading rumors and misleading people. I don't have enough money to compensate you with a few pots of meat, and I can't do something as disgusting as throwing poop into the pot."
"So... I'm sorry."
She looked indifferent.
Many villagers hung their heads in shame.
The captain was also filled with shame. "I'm sorry, Song Zhiqing. It's my fault for not being competent as a captain. I didn't consider everything carefully and didn't believe what you said."
In fact, we could have been more careful at that time and eaten the meat in batches, letting a few people try it first. If there was no problem, then let others eat it.
But after the broth was cooked, everyone was so greedy that no one was willing to wait.
There is no time to rush.
Song Shuyan smiled faintly, "I just hope that next time there is something and I disagree with everyone, you can seriously consider my opinion."
"Of course!"
The captain's face was all smiles.
Zhou Jingshen looked at Song Shuyan seriously, his eyes full of admiration. She was not only beautiful, but also knowledgeable and eloquent.
That being said, at night, Song Shuyan was awakened by the woman's devastating crying.
She held her breath and listened for a long time, and finally understood why the woman in the next room was crying.
It turned out that her child had a high fever and his forehead was frighteningly hot.
Song Shuyan sighed, put on his coat, opened the door and walked out.
"Shuyan, where are you going?" Qin Fei also woke up and rubbed his eyes sleepily.
"I'll go check next door."
The door of the next room was not closed and a dim oil lamp was lit.
"Why are you crying!" The lady in the next bed angrily scolded the mother of the sick child.
"Can't I sleep anymore?" The old lady was very angry. She had a stomachache and was woken up just as she was dozing off. She finally fell asleep again, but was woken up again. She really couldn't bear it anymore.
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