Tang Chuxia had visited this village before and had some impressions of it; although it was indeed poor, it wasn't so backward as to be intolerable.
Because it was close to Quan City, life for the villagers wasn't too hard, as they could always take some agricultural products to the city to sell. They weren't rich, but they were certainly not suffering like a hell on earth as they were now.
In every courtyard she passed, she could hear coughing.
"Sister Xiaxia, you really shouldn't have come in," Erya said softly. "The situation in the village is terrible; every family has someone sick, and even those who aren't sick yet will soon catch it!"
Tang Chuxia could naturally deduce the situation herself.
The environment here was terrible.
To say nothing of the hygiene situation, the importance of sanitation, such as drinking boiled water, had been promoted here a decade ago, but many places she saw today were still filthy.
