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Chapter Twenty-Five

Zhou Changfa supported his second son Zhou Zenian. Behind them, the one who helped carry things was Zhou Zenian's eldest son Zhou Sheng.

There were two families with eight people in total standing in the door. When Zhou Changfa saw that he saw something, he didn’t understand? They were all very skilled, which means that this family has medicine, which can cure the disease.

Zhou Changfa was glad that he did not force the Qiao family to move to the mountain that day, and the relationship did not become too stiff. Even so, he squeezed a bitter smile with embarrassment, "Nephew Jianshan, can you ask you something? Is your medicine to cure the Lin family one big and one small?"

"Uncle the clan leader, come in and talk about it." Qiao Jianshan did not stingyly and refused to let go of the matter. He gave in kindly, thinking that his family would continue in this village for a long time and would have to establish a good relationship with the clan leader.

He asked the person to sit down on a wooden stool under the eaves of the yard. Lin Qiaotou had already lit the homemade moxa sticks, and he still reminded him, "This is a mosquito preventing mosquitoes, don't get caught in the disease if you are bitten by mosquitoes."

Seeing that none of the whole family disliked him, Zhou Changfa was grateful and clasped his fists with his hands and made a series of things to Qiao Jianshan and Lin Zhuotou.

Don’t talk about clearing the roadblocks at this moment, he has to be willing to let Zhou Changfa do it. "But you want to clear the roadblocks, you must clear it, but you must also agree to the old man Lizheng. I just don’t have to say anything. You can tell the situation of my family now."

"Uncle Clan, don't worry about this. Two days, and brother Zenian will be fine in two days."

Zhou Changfa couldn't speak, so he had to nod his head repeatedly. Instead, Zhou Zenian, who was sitting on the wooden stool, thanked him with difficulty.

Three more people came in and there was no place to settle down. Chen Lan whispered to Qiao Jianshan. There was a firewood room next to the kitchenette. Chen Lan didn't dare to speak very much. After all, people are the patriarchs, so it would be not good to live in the firewood room.

Zhou Chang was old, but his ears were sharp. When he heard the couple muttering, he pointed to the woodshed, "It doesn't matter if you deal with it there for two days. It's not that much better than on the mountain. There are also bedding and other things ready-made."

After saying that, he asked his grandson to carry the bedding and clean it up. Chen Lan didn't say anything else and went in silently to help the boss.

Qiao Jianshan simply sat under the eaves and started chatting with Zhou Changfa.

"Nephew Jianshan, what do you think? In and outside the village, this road is not only closed for your home, but also closed for any entrance that can be entered in the village. This disease is fierce and you can't careless. You don't know that the town is already in chaos, and there will be no one who gets infected for a few days. Our village is farther away. Zenian just thought about the village that I don't know how long it will be closed, and I want to go out to buy more food, and it will be like this when I come back."

"Uncle, I understand, I don't blame you. Everyone will feel panic when encountering this. But this time I will trouble the clan leader. I will tell the villagers that preventing mosquitoes is not guarding people."

"Everything is what you listen to, everything you listen to."

"Dad, I'll go for a walk in the back mountain." Qiao Qiao followed the excited Dahui and swayed out.

Oh, that's a wolf? Zhou Changfa's family was shocked. Who is this family? Fortunately, it's okay. I didn't tear it. I'll make up for it quickly. Why did I forget that there was a fairy girl in the Qiao family? No wonder she could have such a magical medicine.

Qiao Qiao wandered around Dahui, deliberately trying to get two grandchildren in the Zhou family, and they were frightened and suppressed. The little girl thought that there were more people in the future, so she borrowed a few of its elders from Dahui to go down the mountain.

In two days, Qiao Qiao asked her mother and Li to cut it with a used thin mosquito net, stitch it around the bamboo hat, and wear it for many times later generations.

On the third morning of the Zhou family, Zhou Zenian woke up from hunger and stood up from the floor, loosening all over. His father Zhou Changfa hugged him, "Son, Zenian, are you so well?"

"Ah, it's so good. Look, Sheng, go find some food, your father, I'm hungry."

Zhou Zenian kicked his son at the foot. Zhou Sheng was overjoyed when he woke up. He ran to the kitchen next to him with his messy hair. Chen Lan spooned him a large bowl of porridge.

Before going up the mountain, Zhou Changfa felt sad that his son had been buried in the mountain since then. Now it's better, it's strange that he's lost and never grow old and cried. The family of three held hands and went to the yard to find Qiao Jianshan very happily.

"Uncle, the clan leader, it's morning. It seems that the Zenian brothers are in good health and are getting better and better." Seeing Zhou Zenian step by step, Qiao Jianshan felt relieved.

The eldest nephew is early, the eldest brother Jianshan is early, and Uncle Qiao is hello. The family of three generations has greeted him from old to young. The look at Qiao Jianshan was both admiring and grateful.

"Let's go, my nephew Jianshan, let's go to the intersection and shout a few times." Zhou Changfa was excited from the bottom of his heart. His son has healed, which means that if he encounters this symptom in the future, there will be medical treatment, and his descendants will lose the threat of illness.

"Uncle, please follow me." Qiao Jianshan and Zhou Chang whispered for a while.

Qiao Jianshan led Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao led Da Hui, Zhou Changfa and his son held hands, Lin Chaotou also held Haozi, and came to the intersection with great courage.

"Hey, everyone from the village comes out."

"Malaria has special medicines, and special medicines!"

"All good, so complete..."

Early in the morning, the village was boiling, carrying a basket of vegetables, a fire stick, and a cooking shovel. When people shouted at the intersection, they all ran out to watch the fun.

The first family who could recognize Zhou Chang's voice was rushing forward, looking at each other through the roadblock with tears in their eyes. The excitement was so exciting that they could not speak. They thought Zhou Zenian was going to be buried in the mountain, and they never thought it was very easy.

"Everyone, calm down, listen to me, I have something to say!" Zhou Changfa raised his hands and pressed his throat, for fear that those people would not hear it.

Don't make a noise, the patriarch has something to say.

Yes, listen first.

"There are special medicines for malaria this time! The two of the Lin family and my second brother were cured in two days when the Qiao family used it. It can be said that the medicine was cured! How was the little girl from the Qiao family born back then? Do you still remember it? She is Xiangruiwa born in the sky, and it is the prescription that the immortal ancestor told her in her sleep."

As soon as the patriarch finished speaking, the crowd exploded again.

Alas, Grandpa, you are such a talent, you can even make you more difficult.

Qiao Qiao raised her head and her father was blinking at her. The problem was that it turned out to be her father's masterpiece. She insisted on promoting her as a fairy to descend to earth? Fortunately, if her father wants to be more careful, she should become a saint.

Oh, no, really.

Look, wolf, that's a wolf! Wolves can listen to her, think about it.

The Qiao family is not simple, and the ancestral tomb is filled with smoke!

He talks all over the place and says everything. He says that it was developed by Qiao Qiao, but he doesn’t believe it. He says that he is stubborn with the gods in the sky, and believes it all! No wonder, in the consciousness of these people, it is an incurable disease. It takes you two days to cure it. Who is not a god who has the ability?
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