Chapter 550 (1/2)

After young brother Yang followed Xiao Chen once, he really didn't dare to go again.

When Xiao Chen and Tang Bing were going to visit grandma halfway up the mountain, Xiao Chen suddenly thought of Yang Laowu and said that they went up the mountain to cut trees, and everyone only made ten or twenty thousand.

Originally, Xiao Chen still believed, but after going up the mountain, Xiao Chen found that it was impossible.

”Brother Yang, old five Yang, do they still have family members?”

”There should be none. They are a little distant relatives.” Yang Laowu, in particular, is single and has a bad relationship with his uncles and cousins.

This time, not only he died, but also his uncles and brothers who didn't have a good relationship.

”Are there any schools in that village?”

”There is a Yangjiacun primary school. In the past, teachers from big cities came to support teaching.” Yang Xiaoge said.

”Well, I see.”

Brother Yang and Tang Bing don't know what Xiao Chen is thinking.

Tang Bing thought Xiao Chen wanted to do something good, but now the plague has not been alleviated. What does Xiao Chen want to do?

When Xiao Chen and Tang Bing went to see grandma, brother Yang didn't follow.

When he came to the hillside, Xiao Chen found that the young Miao girl was cooking there.

Most villagers don't eat breakfast because they don't have this habit. Moreover, they eat breakfast at eight or nine in the morning, and then they must be tired and hungry when they come back from work at noon, but they don't eat dinner. They will have dinner at five or six in the evening.

This is still very different from those commuters in the city.

Now that Miao girl should cook breakfast.

”Dr. Xiao, Dr. Tang, have you had breakfast?” Asked the young Miao girl.

”We had breakfast in the canteen.” Xiao Chen went to the yard and looked at grandma.

Now granny is sitting in the sun in the teacher's chair. These days, she still takes Artemisia annua soup and even takes a bath with Artemisia annua soup.

Although grandma may not know any medical skills, she must have written down the folk prescription of Artemisia annua for the treatment of plague.

In fact, if the villagers in Yangjiazhai had believed what grandma said, maybe there would not have been so many innocent villagers dead.

The old lady sat in the master's chair and saw the two young people coming. Originally, the old lady didn't contact the Miao people opposite, nor lived with the scattered Han people in Yangjiazhai.

However, the old lady didn't have much impression of the Han people. After all, she rarely contacted them again.