Grandma Chen continued to shake her head and said: "Thank you, you are all good people.
But I don't want to trouble her. She is now a grandmother and has many things at home.
I, an old woman, won't go to their house to make people uncomfortable. Besides, I still have to wait to see that beast of the Fu family being quartered by five horses. "
"Then let's talk slowly."
Jiang Wan gently shook her head at Song Jiuli, and she stopped asking any more questions.
But when the carriage stopped at Qingshui Street, Jiang Wan took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve.
"Grandma, you still have to go see the five horses dismembering the body. Take good care of yourself. Take one of these in the morning and in the evening."
As soon as these words were spoken, a flash of surprise flashed across Grandma Chen's eyes, and then she said sincerely:
"Okay, thank you. Princess, you will definitely be happy and full of children and grandchildren in the future."
Jiang Wan just smiled gently and said to Qiu Niang: "Qiu Niang, please send grandma in."
"Okay, Master."
Qiuniang helped Grandma Chen into the alley, which was a very small alley. Looking at their backs, Jiang Wan sighed slightly.
"Is her body reaching its limit?"
Song Jiuyuan naturally heard what Jiang Wan and Grandma Chen said, and with his intelligence, he naturally understood what Jiang Wan meant.
"Um."
Jiang Wan said slowly: "Just now when I handed Mrs. Tang over, I felt her pulse.
Grandma can survive to this day only because of her belief in hatred. Her body is already riddled with holes. "
"ah?"
Song Jiuli felt soft-hearted, "Then Grandma Chen doesn't have anyone to take care of her. What if something happens?"
"I have ordered someone to inform her daughter."
Song Jiuyuan didn't expect this at first, he simply informed the other party.
After all, it is a good thing that the enemy who killed the Chen family can be eliminated.
While they were talking, Qiuniang came out of the alley and walked to Jiang Wan's side with a grimace.
"Master, you haven't seen where Grandma Chen lives. She lives in the cowshed of the old Chen Mansion.
It's been burned to ashes, there's nothing decent inside, and she won't let the slaves talk to you. "
"Then you go back and bring some basic daily necessities over."
There was only so much Jiang Wan could do, because she could probably guess what Grandma Chen was thinking.
She definitely doesn't want to leave this place where she has lived her whole life.
"Good master."
Everyone was a bit silent on the way back, and even Song Jiuli, who had always been cheerful, didn't liven up the atmosphere.
When she arrived at the inn, Qiuniang hurriedly brought some quilts and food to Grandma Chen.
Song Jiuli had a heart-to-heart talk with Mrs. Song. Jiang Wan wanted to go back to her room and have a good rest, but she didn't expect Song Jiuyuan to follow her.
"Wanwan..."
"Song Jiuyuan, I'm tired. Is there anything you can say tomorrow?"
Jiang Wan tilted her neck and put her hand on her shoulder, with a trace of exhaustion in her eyes.
Song Jiuyuan nodded, "Okay, let Qiuniang take care of things later. After the Fu family has finished their execution, we will go to Fucheng."
"Um?"
Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows teasingly, "Didn't you say we parted ways from now on?"
Maybe her eyes were too bright, Song Jiuyuan felt a heat in his heart and had a headache:
"Wanwan, we haven't reconciled yet, you are still my wife."
Song Jiuyuan thought about it. If she went to Fucheng with him, he would try his best to keep her safe.
"Soon it won't be."
Jiang Wan managed to see that his face turned dark, and she chuckled, "Okay, I have my own sense of proportion."
She said as she stepped into the house and leaned against the door the moment she closed it.
Not hearing the footsteps, Jiang Wan turned around and looked through the door, leaving a black shadow on the door.
That was Song Jiuyuan's shadow under the candlelight.
Jiang Wan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, closed her eyes, and felt his footsteps slowly walking away.
Her heart was beating fiercely, and Jiang Wan pressed her heart. Jiang Wan, can you still keep your original intention?
Jiang Wan didn't know that she was so confused that she simply went to space to start farming.
After making a large amount of food, vegetables and fruits to store, Jiang Wan was exhausted and covered in sweat. She heard a knock on the door just after washing up.
Mrs. Song opened the door, holding a bowl of wontons in her hand.
"Wanwan, you hid in the house when you came back. Are you starving?"
Her gentle smile made Jiang Wan feel friendly inexplicably, and she couldn't help but think to herself that this was probably maternal love.
She took the spoon handed over by Mrs. Song and started eating slowly.
"Wanwan, how are you doing today?"
Mrs. Song's eyes were full of concern, which made Jiang Wan's heart soften again and again.
"Mom, I'm really fine. Are you still worried about our reconciliation?"
"No...no." Madam Song explained hurriedly for fear of arousing Jiang Wan's resentment.
"What I said before was true to my heart. No matter whether you and Yuan'er reconcile or live together, you are still my daughter."
"Thank you, mother."
Jiang Wan suddenly put down the spoon and hugged Mrs. Song tightly, "I thought you were coming to persuade me."
"Don't advise."
Mrs. Song gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Emotional matters are like a person knowing whether he drinks water or not.
Just make your own decision and don't regret it later. "
"Uh-huh."
Jiang Wan worked hard, but felt entangled in her heart. For the past two days, she simply went into the space behind closed doors to collect crops.
After staying in Qucheng for a few more days, Song Jiuyuan was busy dispatching things one by one.
On the third day, Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu were beheaded at the city gate. Song Jiuyuan picked them up early in the morning and rushed to the entrance of the largest vegetable market in Qucheng.
It snowed again last night, and Master Sun was leading people to clean up the snow.
Everyone from the Song family came today, Song Jiuyuan sat at the front, and the others were seated by Master Sun.
Some seats were placed next to the execution ground, and Song Qing carefully protected Mrs. Song.
"Ayin, please stop watching these bloody scenes."
Although he had no memory, his intuition told him that it was a bit scary.
Mrs. Song gave him an angry look, "Okay, I know."
These days, the two of them seem to be as close as they were when they were just married.
Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan were also happy to see the excitement, and she even had an aunty smile on her lips.
While she was talking, Qiuniang had already picked up Grandma Chen and arranged her position next to Jiang Wan.
But when everyone saw Grandma Chen's staggering appearance, their hearts always trembled.
Grandma Chen trembled slightly when she walked, but her eyes were still as bright as when they first met her.
Qiuniang carefully helped her sit down. As soon as she sat down, officials pressed down on Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu, who were wearing prison uniforms.
The two of them were in a miserable state, with some messy things hanging on their faces, nothing more than dirty water, mud, and leaves.
These were thrown away by the people along the street during the parade, and Grandma Chen was very satisfied with them.
"They have been on top all their lives, and they deserve to have a taste of being reviled."
Wasn't her granddaughter scolded by that beast all the time?
"Grandma, how do you feel now?"
In fact, Jiang Wan is still a little worried about Grandma Chen's health. She looks very bad today.
