"When I was young, I worked too hard regardless of my body. I have a lot of problems with my body."
In fact, Chu Xiaojun didn't care much about this, after all, he knew his body very well.
"It's windy and rainy outside, and it's normal for adults to have rheumatism."
Jiang Wan turned to look at Pan Hongyan on one side, "I have herbal medicine over there. I can get some plaster and apply it on the adults. It will make things better."
"Okay, Mrs. Song."
Pan Hongyan smiled so hard that his teeth disappeared, while Mr. Chu on the other side had a sad face.
"I don't know how long this storm will last."
Jiang Wan knew that Mr. Chu, who was worried about the country and the people, was worried about the people of Dafeng.
"I hope it can stop sooner."
Jiang Wan also didn't want to face those people who had lost their humanity because they ran out of food. In extreme circumstances, she didn't want to test people's hearts.
"Hopefully!"
Mr. Chu sighed and waved his hand, and Jiang Wan wisely left his room.
When she came out, she met Pan Hongyan, who had a food box in his hand.
"Ms. Song, it's just come out of the pot, take some and eat it."
His attitude towards Jiang Wan took a 180-degree turn. As long as she could really relieve Mr. Chu's pain, Pan Hongyan would regard her as a benefactor.
"Thanks!"
When Jiang Wan returned to Datongpu, everyone in the room was staring at the food box in her hand.
"Mr. Chu gave it to me, just for dinner."
Jiang Wan didn't lower her voice when she said this, just to let them know that someone was protecting them to prevent them from making trouble out of ignorance.
"Thanks to the heart-protecting pills, sister-in-law."
Song Jiuli smiled and rolled her eyes, looking like a little sycophant now. Jiang Wan opened the food box in a funny way.
On top were several bowls of simple dishes, braised pork, boiled vegetables and a plate of pickles.
There was a big bowl of rice underneath, which was so fragrant that everyone in the greedy room was drooling.
What satisfied Jiang Wan the most was that the Song family would hardly mess around without her asking, and she divided the rice and food.
By the way, he left some for Chen Wenhao, "Wenhao, eat quickly."
There were several pieces of meat in the bowl, and every time she gave something to Chen Wenhao, he would secretly give some to Mrs. Chen.
For the sake of the child in her belly, Mrs. Chen could only say thank you with tears every time, and it was the same this time.
Chen Ce was so grateful that the grown man's eyes were red.
"Mom, I want to eat meat too!!!"
Song Yang was so greedy that he glared at Jiang Wan fiercely, frightening Lady Song Sanniang to hug him into her arms.
"Brother Yang, let's eat steamed buns."
The steamed buns Mrs. Song received in the morning were reluctant to eat. They were now hard and Song Yang cried while eating them.
"I want to eat meat woo woo woo..."
"Brothers and sisters, Brother Yang is so hungry, and that bitch Jiang Wan will give food to other people's children."
The Second Lady Song was full of resentment and wanted to provoke the Third Lady Song, but the Third Lady Song remained unmoved.
"There's nothing I can do about her. Who doesn't want to have enough food for their family?"
Although she also hates Jiang Wan, she is self-aware and can't handle her now, so she endures it.
"You loser."
Madam Song Er glared angrily at Song Lao Er, who was still humming softly. He seemed to be getting thinner.
Even if Mrs. Song scolded him, he would just hum and continue to lie down.
It was a pity that Jiang Wan, whom they hated so much, didn't feel anything. After she finished eating, she made some external plasters with herbs.
While returning the food box, I gave these plasters to Pan Hongyan, "I don't know how long this rainstorm will continue. These are for adults to use first."
Jiang Wan secretly took a look at the wallet. There were a few pieces of gold and a banknote worth one hundred taels. These topical medicines were given to him.
On the way back to Datongpu, Jiang Wan heard someone complaining.
"Why did Mr. Wen just give you a meal of steamed buns? I'm starving to death."
"Yes, why don't you ask Mr. Wen's servants?"
"I think he is just pretending to be well-intentioned. These rich people like to gain fame and reputation."
"Don't wait, they will definitely not be sent to us again."
"..."
Jiang Wan:......
She had long guessed that Shengmi's friendship would be divided into rivals, so she never helped anyone except the Chen family.
When she entered Datongpu, there were also various complaints inside, and Song Jiuli curled her lips.
"These people really know how to push their limits."
"Do you sympathize with the man named Wen?"
Song Jiuchi glanced at her faintly. Song Jiuli shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I just think these people are too much."
"It's a matter of love to help others, but it's a pity that most people don't realize this."
Jiang Wan was telling the truth, which was why she had no intention of helping others in the first place.
They are all exiles, and they have no right to eat well. Otherwise, if that person finds out, they will be punished for their crimes.
Everyone was a little silent after hearing this. The rain was falling endlessly, as if someone was splashing water in the sky.
"Go to bed early. You won't have the chance to sleep so well in the future."
Jiang Wan yawned to remind everyone, but everyone was worried.
Everyone except Jiang Wan didn't sleep well that night. When Jiang Wan got up early, she could still see Song Jiuli with two huge dark circles under her eyes.
"Did you commit thief last night?"
Jiang Wan thought to herself that she was not so haggard even when she vacated the Sixth Prince's Mansion.
"I'm afraid that others will steal our things."
Song Jiuli pursed her lips at the baskets and barrels. Inside were their wild boar meat and dry food. Now no one had anything to eat.
Maybe someone is thinking about their things.
"Then you watch carefully, I'll go outside to check the situation."
Jiang Wan went to the back kitchen to get some hot water to wash up. When she passed by, she found that there were not many things left in the kitchen.
Not to mention Wen Ruyu, even Pan Hongyan and the others could only eat simple meals.
Ren Bang and the others could only drink thin porridge and water. Seeing Jiang Wan, Ren Bang subconsciously wanted to ask for her opinion.
"Ms. Song, if we set off, is it possible that the rain will stop?"
There was no strong wind outside, but it was raining heavily, and no one dared to get wet easily.
"Brother Ren, it's not that I want to be lazy, but the current situation is special. If we force our way, I'm afraid not many people can persist."
Jiang Wan told the truth, not to mention that these exiled people, with their delicate bodies and noble bodies, would become powerful crossbows.
I am afraid that even these officials will not be able to bear it by then. Ren Bang was a little silent, "But we don't have much food."
"I think it's still the same as before. My family should send people outside to look for food."
Jiang Wan made a suggestion, but Ren Bang couldn't think of a better way, so he could only nod his head and said:
"It seems like this is the only way to go."
"Brother Ren, these are the herbs I picked before. You can ask the people in the kitchen to make the medicinal soup. It's raining non-stop, so we need to prevent illness."
Jiang Wan also thought about herself. The inn was only such a big place, and if she got the flu, she wouldn't be able to escape.
"good."
Ren Bang nodded in agreement, quickly asked Jiang Wan how to do it, and then handed the herbs to his subordinates.
As soon as Jiang Wan returned to Datongpu, a person suddenly knelt down in front of her with a plop, which startled her.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Mrs. Song Sanniang.
"Jiang Wan, please, please save Brother Yang, he has a fever!"
