"Can't help."
Song Jiuyuan closed his eyes directly, as if he refused to communicate. Madam Song was so angry that she wanted to scold Mrs. Song.
But Mrs. Song turned her back and obviously didn't want to talk to her. She could only point at Jiang Wan with a trembling hand.
"Jiang Wan, their surname is Song, and Yuan'er's broken bones are still connected. If you stand by and watch, you have evil intentions!"
"Jiang Wan, it was my fault before. I shouldn't have targeted you. Please save my husband!"
Shen Qian's eyes twinkled. No matter what, she must make the officials hate Jiang Wan and make everyone in the Song family hate Jiang Wan.
She just got married, and she didn't have any deep feelings for Song Chen. She just couldn't stand Jiang Wan's aloof appearance.
Jiang Wan snorted, "Yes, I am such a vicious person, and there is nothing I can do to help you!"
She patted her clothes and stood up, and said to Xiao Deng: "I'm going to wash up. You continue, please don't worry about me."
It would be best to hit him harder, she would be more than happy to do so.
It was almost dawning now, and Song Chen and Song Laoer were covered in blood, not as serious as Song Jiuyuan, but not much better.
After saying that, she stood up and went to the creek on one side, as if she were an outsider, and bent over to wash up.
The old lady vomited blood in anger, and Ren Bang curved his lips and continued to wave the whip, but in the end he did not kill her.
"Whoever dares to run away next time will end up like this!"
The whip in his hand was cut off, and Ren Bang showed a cruel smile, frightening everyone present.
They are all people who have been exiled to a barbaric land. Who doesn’t feel lucky?
But the officials were not vegetarians either. They were not allowed to eat enough every day and were tortured so hard that even if they wanted to run away, they would not have the strength.
"Chen'er!"
Mrs. Song was crying hard and hurriedly went to help her son. Shen Qian also helped Song Chen up with Song Chen's concubine in a decent manner.
Seeing the flesh and blood wounds on their bodies, Mrs. Song almost fainted from crying. Mrs. Song stared at Mrs. Song in distress.
These people never seem to realize their own mistakes and are always blaming others.
When Jiang Wan finished washing and Shi Shiran came back, she saw the old Song family members blaming each other and blaming each other.
She pretended not to notice, skillfully set up the pot and threw a few sweet potatoes into the fire. Jiang Wan put some wild vegetables into the pot.
Lady Song over there looked at the man and son's wounds with trembling hands, her eyes almost swollen from crying, "What can we do? We can't buy medicine in this wilderness."
Shen Qian rolled her eyes and whispered, "Mom, I saw Jiu Chi applying medicine to my elder brother earlier. Maybe Jiang Wan bought it."
Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song froze. They both remembered the scene that night when Song Jiuyuan had a fever and Mrs. Song begged them.
Anyone would hold a grudge against this, and I'm afraid they wouldn't be willing to do so.
"Mom, my husband and dad have become like this. We can't afford to gamble. This is something we can't buy even with money."
Shen Qian is now penniless and gets angry just thinking about it. Why can Jiang Wan live so well?
"Mom, I can't watch Chen'er die of pain."
Mrs. Song's eyes were gentle when she looked at Song Chen. She was afraid that the old lady would not be embarrassed, so she even shouted, "Aunt, please!"
Mrs. Song looked a little relaxed. For the sake of her son and grandson, she still had to risk her old face.
So while Jiang Wan was making a simple breakfast, roasting sweet potatoes and eating wild vegetable soup, the old lady came over.
Seeing Jiang Wan enjoying the roasted sweet potatoes, the old lady couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Because her son and grandson were beaten, their porridge hadn't been queued up yet.
At this time, he was very hungry, but even so, Jiang Wan and even Song Jiuyuan seemed not to notice, and just ate by themselves.
The only one who was a little touched was Song Jiuli, but what she was holding was the porridge she had queued up for, "Grandma, have you eaten?"
"not yet."
The old lady waited for them to take the initiative to invite them, but they did not. Jiang Wan and even Mrs. Song, who was her daughter-in-law, did not say a word.
The old lady felt shameless and looked at Mrs. Song with a sullen face, "Come here, I have something to tell you."
"mother!"
Song Jiuchi shouted. When his eldest brother had a fever and was treated indifferently, it had already chilled his heart.
The little boy now just wants to protect his family.
Mrs. Song shook her head and smiled at him: "Don't worry, I'll come back when you go."
The eldest lady is gentle and kind-hearted. She used to be the most competent matron of the house, but now she still has everyone's demeanor.
Jiang Wan saw her following the old lady to one side. She was eating roasted sweet potatoes while checking for movement so she could help at any time.
"Lao Er and Chen'er are injured. Please bring some medicine from Yuan'er."
Mrs. Song thought it was the past and confidently ordered Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song was laughed out of anger and refused directly:
"Wanwan picked the medicine, I can't make the decision."
Now Mrs. Song acted like she completely listened to Jiang Wan's words, which made the old lady very angry.
"You are her mother-in-law, how dare she disobey you?"
"She may not even listen to what my grandmother says, so what about my mother-in-law?"
It was not that the old lady couldn't hear the sarcasm in Mrs. Song's words, but for the sake of her son and grandson, she could only bite the bullet and soften her attitude.
"I know you were angry about Yuan'er's incident earlier, but you have to think clearly that now you don't have a man in charge.
There are two, three, and two children. We can only reach the wilderness by helping each other, right? "
"We are helping them unilaterally, right?"
Mrs. Song was indecisive, "The medicine is not mine, I can't make the decision. I still have to mend Yuan'er's clothes, so I'm busy."
She turned around and returned to Song Jiuyuan's side, taking the needle and thread collected by Jiang Wan and sewing her clothes bit by bit, completely ignoring the old lady.
The old lady's head was spinning with anger, and her eyes were a little sadder. This scene fell into Song Jiuli's eyes. She looked at the old lady's stooped back and couldn't help but ask Mrs. Song.
"Mom, what does grandma want you to do?"
Listening to her words about "grandmother", Mrs. Song felt uncomfortable and pulled her lips bitterly.
"She wants your brother's medicine."
"What?!!"
Song Jiuchi immediately exploded, "How can this be done? My eldest brother doesn't have much medicine to begin with. What should I do if I give it to them?"
He was almost speechless by these shameless words. How could his once so kind grandmother be like this now?
Song Jiuchi was a little doubtful about life, Song Jiuli also widened her eyes, and opened her lips.
"Mom, we can pick some more of those herbs. Second uncle and second brother seem to be seriously injured."
She couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of her grandmother's kindness to her in the past, but she didn't want to think badly about her grandmother.
Anyway, Jiang Wan knows herbal medicine, so they can pick some.
"Then you go pick it yourself."
Song Jiuyuan's voice was cold. He thought his sister was just a little stupid, but now it seems that she is not even a little bit stupid!
