Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Chapter 504: That pot of vegetable porridge is delicious.

While they were talking, they had already arrived at one of the houses they were talking about, the house of the rich man.

Two other government officials had already been standing in front of the door, and the door of that house had also been opened.

The boy next to the door was a thin boy with a dark face. He was no more than ten years old and a little taller than Chu Chu. He looked quite energetic.

"Are you a patient? Do you have dysentery?" Chu Chu couldn't help but ask.

If Tian Tianla, he should not be in such a state. He is a little thinner and a little darker, but his eyesight is very clear and he does not look like a patient.

When the boy heard the question, he might be afraid of being blamed, so he knelt down and kowtowed: "The untouchables used to poop once or twice, but then they stopped. Those with dysentery didn't dare to come near the nobles. They were all in the house." Just stay still."

He looked so frightened that he rarely saw outsiders.

"Get up, don't be afraid, just answer your questions."

Jiao Zhongjue tried his best to keep his tone calm, fearing that he would scare the child, so the clerk also motioned to the little boy to stand up.

Chu Chu couldn't help but ask again: "Do you all eat the same thing?"

"Yes, each person can be given three steamed buns a day, and we can eat an extra bowl of vegetable porridge for one meal."

The yamen servant also explained beside him: "Even though we know that most people still have surplus food, Mr. Zhong has also opened a granary. From eight days ago to now, the steamed buns in the village are all steamed and pulled down from the yamen every day. , the ration is one per person per meal.”

Jiao Zhongjue nodded: "I'm not hungry anymore."

Both of them looked at Chu Chu to see if he had anything else to ask. They had asked a lot of questions along the way, and they didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

"Can you take me to see your kitchen?"

It seems that this house is not small. Originally, the yamen officials said that it was home to dozens of people. It should be the old house of the owner. Even if the owner is not here, it is very clean. There are very few fallen leaves on the ground, and there are yamen servants every day. Coming in for inspection, Chu Chu felt that the patients must be well-served.

At this time, the yamen officer said again: "This house has many houses. More than thirty people originally lived there. Except for the elderly, children, or people who are a family, they can basically live alone. At the beginning, there were not too many people who got sick. In the village The fewest people died, only two people died.

However, there are more people with diarrhea during this period than in other houses. Two more people died the day before yesterday, and two others are better now after taking pills, but most people still have diarrhea, and a few have diarrhea several times a day. Can't even get out of bed. "

The little boy didn't dare to run after opening the door. He still stood by the door, but he watched them talking from a distance and didn't dare to get close.

Now when I heard Chu Chu talk about looking at the kitchen, I originally wanted to lead the way, but when I saw that several adults didn't say anything, I stopped moving again.

Maybe it was because he looked at Chu Chuxiao and didn't seem like a talker.

Chu Chu asked him loudly again: "Do you also take medicine every day? Are there any people like you who don't have diarrhea after eating? How many are there?"

After a while, the child was not afraid anymore. Maybe he saw that they were very kind, but instead showed his little cleverness, and did not dare not answer the questions asked by Chu Chu, who was younger than him.

Instead, he bowed respectfully again, which looked quite decent, and he must have been trained: "There are three more. They are all younger than me and dare not come out."

"How many children are there in total? They are younger than you."

The little boy thought for a while: "There are three more, two are two or three years old, and one is still nursing."

"Do these three also have diarrhea?"

The little boy was a little confused. After a while, he shook his head and said he didn't know.

But after thinking about it, I added: "I guess they all pull it, and their mothers pull it too!"

"Miss, we'll ask later." Seeing that Chu Chu seemed to want to dig deeper, and knowing that the little boy must not be clear enough, the clerk asked the government servant next to him.

The yamen servant was also a little embarrassed, but he still replied: "Two of the three younger children belong to the same family, and they all live with their families. This little man forgot to ask, but their family members also have diarrhea. "

After the yamen officer finished speaking, he looked at Jiao Zhongjue next to Chu Chu. He was also worried that he would be held accountable if he did not do his job well, so he was a little trepidatious.

Chu Chu still looked at the little boy: "Take us to see your kitchen!"

"Here" the little boy agreed and ran forward. They thought well, the kitchen is in the backyard.

There is a verandah along the way, and after passing the front yard, it is taken to the side. Large households should have more than one kitchen. Judging from the location, the one I go to now should only be the small kitchen that originally served the front yard. Normally, it should be the one that serves the men in the front yard. Master, the current epidemic situation should not be so particular.

As they were leaving, Jiao Zhongjue thought about what the little boy said and ate a bowl of vegetable porridge, and asked the clerk, "Did you also distribute rice to them?"

The clerk shook his head: "In the county town, there is a porridge shed to provide porridge, but in the village we only distribute steamed buns.

But if a wealthy family has the conditions, it is normal for them to be able to eat more bowls of porridge. "

The kitchen of this house is very large, with five or six stoves, and there are stoves for cooking and eating next to it. The kitchen utensils are also very complete, and it looks very clean and not messy at all.

It was noon at this time, and there were two children in the kitchen cooking two large pots of porridge. One looked taller than the boy just now, and the other was only seven or eight years old at most.

I was shocked when I saw them coming in. I quickly put down the spoon in my hand and wanted to kneel down and kowtow to them.

The clerk stopped them.

"Why are all the children doing the work?" This time, the clerk who came in was surprised and asked the yamen servant.

"People with diarrhea are too weak to work, and we don't want them to get close to food." A government official replied.

"We cook porridge and work, and then deliver meals to the patients' doorsteps. The master pays us extra wages."

The tallest child answered by himself, and there was a smile on his face. He probably felt a little proud that he had earned money.

"What kind of porridge are you cooking here?" Chu Chu leaned closer and asked.

Jiao Zhongjue quickly grabbed her clothes, fearing that she would fall forward if she got too close.

The pot of porridge looked quite thick. It seemed that the landowner was kind-hearted. There was a layer of green on top, which must be green vegetables.

"It's just rice porridge, cut into three or four green vegetables, and added several spoons of lard." No wonder there is a layer of oil floating in the porridge, and it smells a little oily, which should be delicious to the children. Delicious food.

"Has this rice been soaked in water?" Chu Chu asked again.

"The rice in the cellar was originally soaked in water, so I buried it so that no one could eat it. It's a pity. I ordered these to be brought from the city. They are all fine brown and white rice."

The voice of the seven or eight-year-old one was brittle, a bit like a girl's. It must be that the three of them were with each other, so they spoke confidently and were no longer afraid.

Chu Chu couldn't see why, and felt that the problem probably wasn't with the pot of porridge, but she still told the boys to cook the porridge.

Several people asked the boy to take them to see the two families with children at home, and opened the house, because the patients at home were not that serious, and they should have cleaned them. They saw that everything was clean inside, and asked They all said they took the medicine on time.

The mother of the child who was still drinking milk looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old at most. She was a little timid when she saw them, but she still answered their questions honestly.

"The child was still drinking milk, so I couldn't bear to be hungry. My mother-in-law said she had bad teeth and couldn't eat so much, so she gave me more than half a steamed bun at every meal. My mother-in-law ate a lot of vegetable porridge, and she had a lot of diarrhea. Very weak."

The mother-in-law she was talking about was still lying in bed and couldn't get up when they came in. However, she thanked them in a very weak voice and said that she was feeling better than the previous two days.

The little boy said that there were four people living in this house, and the one still lying on the bed was his mother-in-law, who must be seriously ill. They didn't know whether the man was dead or in another room, and they couldn't ask.

Chu Chu asked the mother: "Is your diarrhea severe?"

"It was worse before I took the pill. Now I don't have stomach pain or diarrhea after taking the pill. But I can't stand it until dawn. But it's not as severe as my mother-in-law's diarrhea. I don't know if it's because of what I ate." More."