"Dayun, don't cry. For you and the children, I won't go home first."

In the crowd, the big ox was wiping away the tears on Big Cloud's face.

"You have to believe your man is fine. Look, I'm built like an ox!"

"Wait for me at home!"

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Thus, both teams went to the leeward side behind the village, first staying in a house some distance from the village.

Yang Ruqing and Cao Baimei sent them off.

Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruqing, "Qing'er, leave this matter to me. I will keep a close eye on everyone's situation."

Yang Ruqing looked up at Luo Fengtang.

As one of the quarantined individuals, he was surprisingly optimistic.

"Aren't you afraid? What if...?"

She didn't dare to speak the rest.

Luo Fengtang grinned and shook his head.

"Life and death are predetermined by fate, wealth and honor are bestowed by heaven. There's nothing to be afraid of!" he said.

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"Uh..."

All the comforting and encouraging words she had been brewing in her heart, now she was speechless.

"Optimism is the way to go!" She looked up at him, a bright smile gracing her lips.

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“Stay in there for a few days and I'll continue to research the recipe!” she said.

He nodded, raising his hand to ruffle her hair, "Go back!"

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Then, the tall figure walked into the yard.

Yang Ruqing turned away, not looking at his disappearing figure.

In the distance, Lao Yangtou, Yang Huanan, Yang Huzhong, and Liu shi's weeping family were seeing off Yang Huaming and Yang Yongjin.

Yang Huaming, on the other hand, seemed quite nonchalant. He even comforted Lao Yang and Liu shi in return.

Yang Yongjin walked silently in the queue, his eyes searching the crowd for that familiar and petite figure.

I looked around, but I didn't see anything.

A trace of faint disappointment flashed across his eyes.

He walked into the yard with his head down, following Yang Huaming.

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Still, I couldn't help but turn my head again, still seeing no sign of that figure.

Yang Yongjin sighed, a wry smile playing on his face.

It's better if she doesn't come to see me off. In case I really can't go back, it wouldn't be fair to burden her. Let me know if you'd like to translate something else! ?

Yang Yongjin followed Yang Huaming into the room, and the door closed behind them.

Outside the courtyard, the well-wishers didn't dare to stay long. They sighed a bit, comforted each other, and quickly returned to the village.

Until almost everyone outside the courtyard had left, a small, thin figure stepped out from behind a large tree in the distance.

The girl stared straight ahead at the desolate courtyard, its gate and doors tightly shut. Her tears rolled down like broken beads.

“If you were so unwilling to let go, why didn't you come out and tell my second brother individually before? You made him keep turning around looking for you!”

A slightly reproachful voice came from behind, Cao Bajie was startled and quickly turned around.

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It is Yang Ruohua, standing with her hands behind her back.

“Qing’er...”

As soon as Caobamei spoke, tears streamed down her face again.

Seeing her like this, Yang Ruqing's last shred of blame vanished.

She walked over and handed her a clean handkerchief.

"I really don't understand you. Your eyes are all swollen from crying, and you clearly care about my second brother, so why didn't you show up just now?"

“If you don’t come out, my second brother will definitely worry a lot. He wouldn't feel at ease staying inside either.”

Yang Ruqing continued.

Cao Baimei lowered her eyelids and spoke in a low voice, "I dare not come out. I'm afraid I would cry until I faint, and that would only make him more heartbroken."

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Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

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Pondering this sentence, it seems, perhaps, there is also a bit of truth to it.

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"Alright, stop crying. You can't solve anything by crying."

Yang Ruoqing walked over, took Cao Bamei's shoulder and walked towards the village.

Caobaimei fidgeted and asked Yang Ruohui, "Ruohui, do you think... they shouldn't be in any trouble, right? Yongjin, Yongjin will be back home in a few days, won't he?"

Yang Ruqing fell silent.

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Cao Baimei saw Yang Ruqing's face, even more panicked. She watched as the tears that had finally stopped were about to roll down again.

Yang Ruoqing spoke up: "I'm not a god, it's impossible for me to control everything."

But I'm not giving up.

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"Don't cry, and don't panic. Go back and help me out. We should focus all our efforts on figuring out this cure for the plague!" she said.

Cao Baimei nodded vigorously.

Wiping away her tears, she said: "Okay, I won't cry, I'll help you!"

Over the next two days, every village was placed under martial law.

Everyone, please do not wander outside your villages. Stay within your own homes.

Every day, Yang Ruqing would prepare a lot of disinfectant and have Li Zheng and Yang Huazhong distribute it to the villagers.

Distribute to every household.

Strictly enforce the disinfection strategy she formulated, wear a mask, wear gloves, pay attention to food hygiene, and resolutely refuse to drink raw or cold water.

Try not to crowd together, don't panic, everyone should follow the procedures calmly and keep a good attitude.

She personally delivered the food and drink for the two construction teams at the isolated courtyard outside the village every day.

By the way, ask the construction team members about how they're doing.

In the afternoon, Mu Zi Chuan and Li Zheng came back home and were waiting for her to return with food to exchange information.

"How's the construction crew doing? Is anyone out of sorts?" Mu Zijian asked.

Yang Ruqing said: "According to Tang Yazi, as of now, everyone's mental and physical state is still normal."

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Upon hearing this, Mu Zichuan and the village head both let out a slight sigh of relief.

“Then observe them for two more days. If they are still like this after two days, you can let them return to the village.” Mu Zichuan said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and also inquired about the situation in the village.

Mú Zǐchuān said: “Qíng’er, your disinfection strategy seems to be very effective. Since a few days ago after Jīnhuā’s sister-in-law, no one in our village has shown any abnormalities.”

However, Yu Jia Village and Zheng Jia Village are not so optimistic.

"What's the situation with Yujiacun and Zhengjiacun now?" Yang Ruqing asked quickly.

Mu Zichuan said: "Yujiacun is a small village with less than 100 people in total. Now, the number of infected people is feared to have reached forty, and the number is still rising."

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Of these forty people, fifteen or sixteen have died in the past few days because they did not receive treatment.

Yang Ruqing gasped in surprise.

Mú Zichuan continued, "And Zhengjiacun, which borders Yujia Village, had no infections when our construction team left." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

“Now a family of five has been infected, and other people in the village are also at risk!”

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After hearing what Mu Zichuan had to say, Yang Ruoqing felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head. Her chest was filled with a lump of ice.

From the inside out, cool and refreshing.

“At this rate, both Yujia Village and Zhengjia Village are in danger of falling.” She murmured to herself.

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