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Jiang Mo didn't know if these people would believe it, but she didn't bother to say it, although they thought so.

Ever since she was refuted by everyone about the winter arrest, she was completely chilled, and she didn't plan to do anything to save the cannon fodder in the book.

She herself is still the cannon fodder of the control group.

Tired Jiang Mo lowered her eyes, pretending she didn't hear anything.

A small meeting was held at the bottom, and a general meeting was held at the top. After Zhang Jincai finished counting, he counted how many chickens and ducks died in each household.

The loss was heavy, and his mood was also very dignified.

Fortunately, there are not many casualties now, and there is only one case of bird flu infection, which can still be controlled.

He once again emphasized earnestly, "If there are dead chickens and ducks in any house again, they must stop trying to eat them! They must be sent to the production team for centralized incineration! Remember! Don't forget!"

Wang Chunfen asked nervously from below: "Captain, as long as we don't eat dead chickens and ducks, will we not be infected with that kind of bird flu?"

It's too scary to be infected with that disease.

Whether it will be cured or not is another matter. In the morning, everyone saw Zhou's mother-in-law with crooked mouth and slanted eyes and a dripping nose when she was carried away in the morning. It was also scary.

Hearing Wang Chunfen's question, everyone cheered up and waited cautiously for Zhang Jincai's answer.

But Zhang Jincai was dumbfounded by the question. To be honest, he didn't know whether the disease was transmitted from chickens and ducks to humans!

He had no choice but to repeat what he heard from the commune secretary, "If the big guys gather all the dead chickens and ducks to the production brigade to burn them, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"Should?" Liu Cuihua said with a sharp voice, "Captain, you should give me an accurate word! How can this person get chicken plague? We guys really don't know what to do!"

Zhang Jincai sighed, and could only say: "Everyone, be careful...you may wish for yourselves!"

The brief gathering at the threshing ground ended just like that.

Zhang Jincai asked everyone to go back to their homes and take care of the chickens and ducks at home.

Fortunately, it's winter now, and everyone's work tasks are not tight, and there is nothing to earn work points.

Everyone just needs to focus on keeping an eye on their chickens and ducks, prevent them from going out in groups, mix clean chicken food for them every day, serve them with delicious food, and hope that they will not get sick again.

Jiang Mo was more careful.

She came from modern times and knew the severity of this contagious bird flu, so she specially ordered Qi Ye to close the bamboo fence and not go out during this time!

Don't even think about going out for a walk in the dark clouds and snow, just stay at home and guard those ten fragile chickens and ducklings!

There are vegetables in the vegetable garden and the cellar at home. This time when I came back from the town, I also chopped a few big pieces of meat. The mountain spring water was also brought down from the mountain behind the yard by Qi Ye. It is very safe, and I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking!

But this is not enough, Jiang Mo thought, although she lived until Qi Ye became the richest man in the plot, what if her cannon fodder character also contracted bird flu?

That's something the author didn't even need to describe!

You have to cherish your own life.

So Jiang Mo asked Qi Ye to get a lot of wormwood and smoke it in the yard every day!Smoked in the room!

White vinegar is mixed with water, boiled into boiling hot water, and sprinkled everywhere in the house, and the same is true in the yard.

There is also raw garlic, which has to be kept.

Although the family is not fragrant anymore, but in special times, there is no way to ask for too much.

Not only that, Qi Ye didn't go to work anyway, and was bored at home every day. If he had nothing to do, he would take out the pots and pans and scald them with boiling water according to Jiang Mo's request.

The winter sun is warm, and the sheets and bedding are taken out to dry in the sun.

The windows in the home are kept open for ventilation to keep the air flowing.

He also started to remind Jiang Mo every day that it was time to wash his hands!

What Jiang Mo didn't know was that when she was tossing about disinfecting here and there at home every day, the production team gradually changed because of her.

At first, it was Wang Yougen's house.

They didn't know until they gathered at the threshing ground that they were so lucky at home!They are the only ones in the production team that are not infected with chicken plague!

Wang Yougen smoked a dry cigarette, complacent, "I told you that! Jiang Mo's daughter must be a fairy descended from the earth, she is very spiritual! Follow her, you will be right!"

Ever since the winter arrest incident, when his eldest son was the only one who was not injured, Wang Yougen often flattered Jiang Mo at home.

Everyone in the family was used to it. Hearing what Wang Yougen said, they just nodded in agreement.

But Wang Yougen immediately said mysteriously: "I'm sure she doesn't want us to find out her identity! And such an important secret, we must not let other people know it. It's a big deal that cannot be said!"

Wang Chunfen and Wang Chunhua: "...Okay, Dad."

After all, they studied for two years, and so did their daughter-in-law. They didn't quite believe that there were such mysterious things in the world. How could there be gods in this world.

But Wang Yougen was always so supernatural at home, and they were gradually brainwashed, thinking that even if Jiang Mo wasn't a fairy, maybe she was related to a fairy.

Otherwise, how could you have good luck as long as you believe in her?

Wang Chunfen suddenly remembered, "I went to find Qi Ye today, and he deliberately talked to me ten meters away! He said it was Jiang Mo's request."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Wang family saw Wang Yougen running away ten meters away, "Our family will do the same in the future! Talk at a distance of ten meters! Anyone who comes close, don't recognize me as a father!"

Crowd: ...

"What else did Qi Ye say? Hurry up and tell Dad, what he said must be what Jiang Mo said, we all have to learn from it!" Wang Yougen continued to talk with a serious face, only missing a statue of Jiang Mo at home !

Besides Wang Yougen's family, Song Qiu's husband's family was also very happy.

Song Qiu's mother-in-law hugged the two hens at home, looked at them again and again, and sighed: "It's so good, Qiu, when you came back with those five chicks, mother shouldn't blame you, you did it right. If it weren't for the five chicks, our family locked these two hens at home and brought them in, our hen might have suffered too!"

Song Qiu was cleaning the table, and finally got her mother-in-law's compliment. She had a touched smile on her face, and she turned her head and said, "Mom, as I said earlier, Sister Jiang Mo is very powerful. She has her reasons for everything she does. Let's follow her." , there must be nothing wrong!"

"It's not bad, but you still don't want to learn from her lazy nature of being lazy and lazy." Song Qiu's mother-in-law didn't raise her head, "Our Dashan is no better than Qi Ye, if he is as busy as Qi Ye Busy inside and out, how tired I am, my mother also feels distressed."

"Mother, I know." Song Qiu's smile was a little more forced, and she changed the subject, "By the way, mother, I saw Sister Jiang Mo and the others smoking wormwood and sprinkling white vinegar in the yard today, why don't we follow suit? Shall I do it?"

"The wormwood is fine, anyway, it's picked for nothing." Song Qiu snorted, "But there's no need for white vinegar, it's bought with money and spilled for nothing, what a waste. Qiu, you are a decent girl. , don’t learn from Jiang Mo’s prodigal family, our family is all saved up by mother and Dashan’s hard work.”

The smile on Song Qiu's face disappeared completely, and he pursed his lips helplessly, "Okay mother, I understand."

He still wanted to say good things about Jiang Mo, but Song Qiu swallowed the words again.

Forget it, she won't understand.

On the other side, Wang Hongfen and Qi Zhenhua were also muttering at home.

"Our family is really lucky to be back! This time, so many households in the production team have died, and our family is fine!"

"Jiang Mo is really crazy!" Wang Hongfen frowned, "At that time, you asked me to follow Jiang Mo's example and bring back a few chickens. I didn't quite believe it, but I didn't expect..."

"I've said it a long time ago." Qi Zhenhua rolled his eyes, rubbed his leg and said, "When I broke my leg, I thought about why Jiang Mo seemed to know what was going to happen in the future."

He counted on his fingers, "Look, winter hunting, right? Later, we set up a stall, right? This time, she also avoided the matter of bird flu!"

"Why is it so wicked?" Wang Hongfen was still wondering.

Qi Zhenhua covered her mouth violently, "Shh! Keep your voice down! What if Jiang Mo is really a fairy? Let's stop offending her! Didn't it happen because we offended her and made her angry? Next one?"

"Look now, we don't fight against Jiang Mo anymore, let's learn from her quietly, isn't it a good thing?!"

Wang Hongfen also cautiously glanced left and right, as if she was really afraid that someone in the sky would hear it, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, let's not talk about it! Don't dare to provoke her anymore!"

Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, she couldn't help but said: "But tell me, are all the fairies in the sky as hypocritical as Jiang Mo? I heard that she doesn't go out of the house now, and she has to wash her hands eight times a day Woolen cloth!"

After speaking, Qi Zhenhua turned around and left.

Wang Hongfen looked strange, "Hey, where are you going?"

Qi Zhenhua rushed into the kitchen, "What am I doing? I also wash my hands eight times a day!"

Wang Hongfen was stunned for a while, and when she came to her senses, she quickly rolled up her sleeves and rushed towards the stove, "Hey, don't throw away the water after you wash! Leave it for me to wash too!"

The blind herd effect has always been a concept often mentioned in psychology.

I don't know when, it also began to be widely interpreted among the folks in the Xifeng production team.

When everyone meets, they will subconsciously keep a distance of ten meters and chat at the top of their voices.

"Has your house smoked wormwood today?"

"Smoked! Have your pots and pans been scalded?!"

"It's hot! The sun is so good today, has your quilt been dried yet?!"

"Dried! How many times have you washed your hands today?"

"Only five times! It's only three times! I'm going home and washing my hands!"

"..."

In fact, most people refused at first.

The wormwood smells so good at home!Spilling white vinegar is sprinkling money!Why are pots and pans hot?Is it a waste of firewood to boil water?Why do you dry the quilt every day? Are you not tired of moving around?Shouting at the top of my voice from such a distance, my throat is almost broken!Wash your hands eight times a day?Isn't it necessary to wash the bald skin of the hands?

However, refusal is refusal. Seeing that others are like this, I can't help but learn from it.

Although I don't understand why, I always feel that if I don't learn, I will be the only one in the production team to catch bird flu. How terrible!

So the big guys slowly, you influence me, I influence you, and inadvertently learned [-]% of Jiang Mo's routine and troublesome routine in their eyes!

About these, Jiang Mo is completely unaware.

She doesn't leave the door every day, and she doesn't walk through the second door. Every day, she lives more delicately and carefully than before.

Everything must be clean!Sterilize!disinfect!Never let your guard down!

Living in this kind of self-sufficient rural countryside, isolated from the outside world, reading books every day, growing vegetables, stroking dogs and fluffy chickens and ducklings, life passes slowly, but it is very comfortable and quiet.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the entire production team seemed to be very quiet, with no major incidents happening.

Jiang Mo was wondering, why is it different from the plot in the book?

Suddenly, I saw Xu Yongchang, the secretary of the commune, and Zhang Jincai, the team leader, leading a group of people, beating gongs and drums, and smiling happily, "Comrade Jiang Mo! Our Red Flag Commune is here to send you a pennant! Thanks to you! Otherwise, this bird flu will definitely cause greater loss of life and property to the people in the commune!"

Jiang Mo was bleary-eyed, looking at the line written on the pennant - it is the most glorious to eliminate disasters for the people!

More inexplicable expressions appeared on her face:?

What did she do?How is it honorable? ? ?