Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 14 Strange Statues
"Master, is this enough?"

Ah Wu's voice came from behind, Fang Yao quickly stuffed the booklet into her lapel, turned around with a relaxed expression, "I've seen enough, let's go."

"okay."

Ah Wu greeted the others, but everyone did not leave immediately, but knelt in front of the cave god statue one by one.

Fang Yao was stunned for a moment. When these people came in, they knelt down to worship the cave god once. She didn't think much about it at that time, but she came to worship again before leaving.

"Master, won't you kneel?"

A Wu pointed to the place specially reserved for her in the middle, with a hint of flattery.

Fang Yao stood still, "We don't believe in cave gods."

Ah Wu and the others probably didn't expect that as a master, they didn't believe in gods. They looked at each other for a while, and one of them was the first to come back to his senses and kowtowed to the cave god. She, I beg the Lord Cave God to bless our Li Family Village to get through this difficult time safely..."

Fang Yao stood quietly by the side, seeing how grateful they were, her mood was extremely complicated.

The picture on the brochure...she looked up at the statue of the cave god who was sympathetic to all beings. When it was on the brochure, it looked different.

Mocking, evil, with a smug smile on his lips.

As if laughing at her, at her innocence...and self-importance.

"Master, we are ready, can we go out?"

Ah Wu had already stood up, saw that Fang Yao was still staring at the cave statue, and asked in a low voice.

"Ah, that's good."

Fang Yao suddenly recovered.

"Come on, let's get these out and distribute them to the folks."

Ah Wu and the others each carried two pickles full of quicklime, and walked out happily, as if with this thing, Lijia Village would be completely out of bad luck.

No one noticed the worried expression under Fang Yao's mask.

"Auntie, this white ash is mixed with water, the concentration is two to three tenths, and then sprinkled on the places where mice have crawled, you know it?"

"Yes, of course it is possible for such a trivial matter. We used to be familiar with retting and doing this."

A middle-aged woman picked up the lime that Wu sent to her door with a bamboo pole, and said hopefully, "Will this method work? My man seems to have a fever today, so it will definitely work..."

Ah Wu looked at Fang Yao with some embarrassment. The latter was wearing a mask and standing behind the crowd, and his voice was a little dull: "This is just to get rid of the virus on the objects. People can't control it. If your man gets sick, you will have it too." It is best to reduce the risk of contracting the disease and avoid direct contact."

"what……"

The woman's face paled in an instant, she slowly turned around with the lime in her hand, and closed the door.

Ah Wu and the others were also hit, and their originally high emotions couldn't help but sink down.

One person said dejectedly: "Since doing this can't cure the epidemic, why should we do it?"

Fang Yao pursed her lips and said coldly: "The terrible thing about the epidemic is that it is contagious. We really can't cure the disease like this, but it can reduce the spread of the epidemic and win a chance for the living."

She was a little depressed. If it wasn't for this reason, she wouldn't want to take the risk of running around the village to promote it, and just hide in the house so much more comfortable.

Moreover, in such a hot and dry weather, she was afraid of bringing the dirty things home, so she deliberately wore an extra old robe as a "protective suit".

Now the whole back is soaked with sweat, and the rough linen clothes are sticking wetly to his body, making him uncomfortable.

Ah Wu was silent for a while, took out his notebook and drew a circle under the name of "San Ye Li" on it.

Fang Yao glanced at it, and there were already eleven circles ahead, and this was No. 12.

In Lijia Village, there are only 21 households.

"There's the last family, my father said, after you've been busy for a while, each of you will be given two dollars of salt!"

Ah Wu put away his notebook and shouted first, and the crowd cheered up a bit, and rushed to pick up the remaining lime, keeping a distance and following behind him.

Fang Yao paused, Yanba?

She suddenly understood what the conversation between Gou Wa Niang and A Wu Niang meant.

It turned out that what the two of them were discussing was salt. Salt was more expensive than meat in ancient times, especially in this famine and troubled time, when the poor couldn't even afford food, let alone salt.

But salt is a necessity of life, and the taste is second. The main reason is that people will feel weak if they don't eat salt.

Although some salt was added to the dry food in Jiang's family, the amount was too small, and it tasted the same as bland to her.

I didn't expect that the patriarch's family could give away such scarce supplies for free. I'm afraid they were doing some private salt business secretly.

As for that son of a bitch... she was probably forced to go to the dry toilet to scrape some excrement to feed her son.

Fang Yao's mood is really complicated.

After delivering the last family, Ah Wu and the others sprinkled some quicklime on the only well in the village to disinfect it according to Fang Yao's request, and then found a stone slab to cover the well mouth to prevent mice from sneaking in for drinking water.

It was already evening when I returned to Jiang's home after finishing all this.

Fang Yao took off the "protective clothing" and hung it on the fence she simply set up before entering the door. Dabao and the younger sister sat on the threshold obediently wearing face towels, and the chimney in the kitchen was steaming.

"Auntie, the two of us have been very good today, and my little sister didn't run around."

Dabao said flatteringly.

Feeling warm in her heart, she walked over quickly, "Are you hungry? You go to the house to get dry food first, and wait for Auntie to boil water first and wash yourself clean."

"Ok!"

Dabao led the younger sister into the house, Fang Yao walked into the kitchen and found that the children had boiled all the water, and the pot was so full that it was a big pot of water, steaming.

She quickly walked to the tank to have a look, and there was only a little bit of dregs left in it.

But after thinking about it, it's not that the water can't be used when it's boiled, it can be used as an anti-virus.

There was no cold water to mix it with, and it took her a lot of time to wait for the water to cool down.

After cleaning up, little sister Dabao had already finished her meal, Fang Yao hung the sterilized clothes in the yard and changed into clean ones.

Fortunately, the weather is hot now, and the clothes can basically be dried in an hour. Otherwise, the two or three pieces of clothes she and Jiang left behind are really hard to change frequently.

When the sun sets, the courtyard is still bright, but the house is quite dark.

Fang Yao sat on the threshold with dry pancakes and gnawed them bit by bit.

Although she was uncomfortably hungry, the hot weather and tasteless dry food, coupled with the exhaustion of running all day, lost her appetite.

"Auntie, don't you want to eat again? Are you not hungry?"

Dabao and Xiaomei stared at the cake in her hand with some greed.

Fang Yao sighed: "I'm hungry, but I ate such good things before, this biscuit is dry and hard, I don't like it."

"Auntie, what have you eaten before?" Dabao asked curiously.

Fang Yao recalled the last meal she ate before crossing, and murmured: "I ate the spicy hot pot, it was delicious and spicy, there were prawns, chicken wings, lotus root, Chinese cabbage, and enoki mushrooms, it was full. The big pot is filled with various seasonings, and there is a thick layer of oil underneath, it tastes so exciting..."

She said that she automatically imagined the dry food in her hand as an extremely delicious spicy hot pot, and unknowingly ate half of the pancake.

This time, the two children were really drooling.

"Auntie, I also want to eat spicy hot pot..." The little girl couldn't help but eat her fingers.

Fang Yao gently pulled her fingers out, "When we go out, Auntie will find a way to make money to buy you delicious food."

"Ok!"

The two children were having fun, and Fang Yao coaxed them back to their room to sleep when they saw that it was getting late. When the children were asleep, she took out the mask that had been cleaned with plant ash, and planned to study the painting on the booklet quietly.

"what……"

Her mask, it seems that something has become... different!

(End of this chapter)