The Transmigrated Farm Girl Has a Cheat Code

Chapter 136 Burned to death

Fu Bo remained relatively calm: "We can't give them to them. The supplies I left for the temple were calculated. This is the most we can give. Even if it's not enough to fill their stomachs, it's enough to satisfy them!"

Wu Xing nodded: "That's right, they're all refugees now. Are we supposed to wait for them to be fed and clothed? Right now, all we need to do is keep them alive for a while!"

Ding Wei frowned: "Then let's just push our way through! Get the horses moving! Hurry up! We've already given them face, and they're still blocking our way!"

Manager Huang shook his head: "No, this group is already on the verge of collapse. If a conflict breaks out, what if someone gets hurt? We're here to rescue people, not to kill them."

Ding Wei said impatiently, "We still have to get going. Who has time to waste with them in this freezing weather!"

Fu Bo said, "These people were probably instigated by those two men. The two men in the middle are the ones who stole the grain yesterday."

Upon hearing this, Ding Wei couldn't stand it any longer. He glared at Wang Tong and Ma Yuan and said, "What! They're the ones who stole the grain! I was wondering why they were so persistent. When they couldn't steal it, they brought people to forcibly take it."

In the crowd, Wang Tong glanced at Ma Yuan. Ma Yuan's eyes darted around. The situation was a bit deadlocked. They needed to add fuel to the fire!

Ma Yuan helped an old man to the front and cried out, "Bosses! You are all rich people who don't care about a little food. You don't know what it's like to be hungry and cold. You've come to help with disaster relief, so please help these poor people! I'm young, I don't want anything, I just beg you to give these old people and children a way to survive!"

Ding Wei disliked him: "Fine! We only give cotton-padded clothes to these elderly people and children, but you don't get any!"

Since there were only a few elderly people and children, Ding Wei called out to the servant and asked him to distribute cotton-padded clothes and quilts to the elderly and children present.

They really did distribute those few portions. Upon seeing this, Ma Yuan's voice choked, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant. He thought to himself, "That won't do. What am I doing here if I don't get any?"

Seeing his stiff expression, Ding Wei snorted coldly and mocked, "What's with this thief pretending to be selfless?"

"Grandpa! We won't take more than we need, as long as these people are fed and clothed! These elderly people and children are just a part of it; there are many more in the temple!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Wang Tong quickly stepped forward and said that this was only a part of the refugees, and that there were many more refugees among them.

Just then, a servant came running up from behind, shouting, "Young master! Young master! Something terrible has happened!"

Fu Bo turned to look at him, "What's wrong!"

"Young Master Lin...she has a fever!"

Fu Bo was stunned. His mind went blank. There was only one person with the surname Lin, Lin Yan. What did he mean by having a fever? How could he suddenly have a fever?

A servant boy ran over, crying helplessly, "Young master! What should we do? Has Young Master Lin contracted the plague? I'll get infected if I drive his carriage!"

As he spoke, he suddenly staggered, startling everyone. The servant covered his mouth and ran forward, but as he got closer to the refugees, they retreated.

As he took a step closer, the refugee took a step back, keeping a distance of five meters. Then, the servant boy vomited right in front of Wang Tong.

Wang Tong looked up in horror, and a refugee behind him suddenly woke up and cried out in terror, "Plague! It's a plague!"

"Old Zhang's second daughter has these symptoms! Run! Run! If you get infected, you'll be burned to death!"

"Ah! Run quickly!"

The refugees abandoned their food and fled towards the temple. They figured it was better to be hungry than to contract the plague and be burned to death.

Wang Tong stared blankly at the vomit in front of him. It was real vomit, and the smell hit his nostrils, making him feel nauseous and about to throw up.

Ma Yuan reacted quickly, jumped up, grabbed him, and ran.

The elderly man with mobility issues was left unattended. Frightened and helpless, he had no choice but to get up and catch up with the others.

In just a moment, all the refugees had fled, leaving only Fu Bo and his group.

The servant turned around and walked back towards Fu Bo and the others. Everyone suddenly stepped back, creating a vacuum.

Ding Wei looked at him and said, "You, you wait a minute! Stand still, don't move!"

The servant smiled at him: "Manager Ding! I'm fine! This is the emetic that Miss Lin gave me!"

Fu Bo was taken aback: "Where's Lin Yan?"

"I'm here!" a clear female voice came from behind.

Lin Yan, still wearing her cloak, walked over at a leisurely pace.

Ding Wei and his companions swallowed hard, unsure whether to move forward or backward.

Fu Bo looked at Lin Yan and saw that her complexion was rosy and she didn't seem sick, so he breathed a sigh of relief. "You're alright!"

Lin Yan smiled and said, "What could possibly happen to me! We've never been exposed to any diseases, it's not that easy for us to catch it."

Wu Xing realized, "You guys were acting just now?"

The servant who had called out earlier also laughed and said, "That's right, Miss Lin just asked us to say that."

Wu Xing asked curiously, "How do you know what the symptoms of the epidemic are?"

Lin Yan explained, "Fu Bo mentioned some things to me."

Ding Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "That scared me to death! I almost thought you guys were really sick!"

Manager Huang patted his chest and said, "Next time, you can tell me in advance. I'm getting old and can't take a scare!"

The servant chuckled, "Hehe!"

Ding Wei said, "But why did you actually throw up!"

Lin Yan said, "I gave him some medicine. How could they believe me if he didn't actually vomit?"

Wu Xing: "Luckily, Miss Lin made a move, otherwise we would still be locked in a stalemate with them!"

"These people are really taking advantage of us. There are plenty of people who are starving and freezing now, and we've even left them some food. They can make do in the temple and still survive. But they insist on coming to steal our food. Those who can't survive right now are the ones who need these things the most. A bunch of cowards who are afraid of death, but they run away as soon as they hear about the epidemic," Ding Wei cursed.

"I thought it would scare them, but it's been too effective," Lin Yan said softly.

Fu Bo said, "Good results aren't enough! Once we get rid of them, we can continue our journey."

Lin Yan shook her head. "Just now I heard those refugees say that if you get the plague, you will be burned to death."

Wu Xing nodded. "There is indeed such a sentence."

"Burn them alive! That's just too... too inhumane!" Ding Wei said.

Manager Huang, having lived a long life and seen many such things, remained expressionless. "Hmph, what's so strange about that? That's how the government always is. Six years ago, when the epidemic caused by the floods in Huaizhou couldn't be cured at first, and it spread so quickly, the government was afraid of its spread, so they burned many people to death. Fortunately, later the people from Xinglin Hall came to Huaizhou and said they could cure the epidemic, which gave those people a chance to live."

“Xinglintang…” Lin Yan still remembered this name. She had sold them a Ganoderma lucidum before. At that time, Fu Bo said that Xinglintang was a rare conscientious merchant.

"I hope the government won't do that this time," Wu Xing murmured. "The epidemic isn't incurable, and we've brought Doctor Li with us."

"There's always something going to happen, let's hurry to the dock first!" Fu Bo said.

Everyone nodded and returned to their cars, and the convoy continued its journey.