Grandma Chen continued to shake her head and said, "Thank you, you are all good people.

But I don’t want to bother her. She is now a grandmother and has a lot of business at home.

I, an old woman, don't go to their house to be annoyed. Besides, I have to wait and see the beast in the Fu family be dismembered by five horses."

"Then talk about it slowly."

Jiang Wan shook her head gently at Song Jiuli, and she stopped asking more questions.

But when the carriage was parked in Qingshui Street, Jiang Wan took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve.

"Grandma, you still have to go and see the five horses dismembered and take good care of themselves. One of these will be one pill each sooner or later."

As soon as he said this, a hint of surprise flashed through Grandma Chen's eyes, and then said sincerely:

"Okay, thank you, Princess, you will 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 the grandma in."

"Okay, master."

Qiu Niang helped Grandma Chen into the alley. It was a very small alley. Looking at their backs, Jiang Wan sighed slightly.

"Is her body almost at its limit?"

Song Jiuyuan naturally heard what Jiang Wan and Grandma Chen said. With his intelligence, he naturally understood what Jiang Wan meant.

"Um."

Jiang Wan said slowly: "I just touched her pulse when I handed over tom Pozi.

The grandma can live to this day entirely due to her belief in hatred, and her body is already full of holes."

"ah?"

Song Jiuli was soft-hearted, "Then Grandma Chen has no one to take care of her. What if there is something?"

"I have ordered someone to inform her daughter."

Song Jiuyuan didn't expect this at first, and just told the other party.

After all, it is a good thing that the enemy who killed the Chen family can be destroyed.

While the few people were talking, Qiuniang came out of the alley and walked to Jiang Wan with a bitter face.

"Master, you didn't see where Grandma Chen lives, so she lives in the cowshed in the Chen Mansion before.

The inside was burned so badly that there was nothing decent, and she wouldn't let the servants tell you."

"Then you go back and get some basic daily necessities to bring them over."

Jiang Wan can only do so much because she can probably guess Grandma Chen’s idea.

She certainly doesn't want to leave this place where she has lived for the rest of her life.

"Okay master."

Everyone was a little silent on the way back, and even Song Jiuli, who was always cheerful, did not have the atmosphere to liven up.

When they arrived at the inn, Qiuniang hurriedly brought some quilts and grain to Grandma Chen.

Song Jiuli talked to Mrs. Song. Jiang Wan wanted to go back to her room and have a good rest, but she didn't expect Song Jiuyuan would follow her.

"Wanwan..."

"Song Jiuyuan, I'm tired. Is there anything I can say tomorrow?"

Jiang Wan tilted her neck, pressed her hand on her shoulder, and a hint of fatigue appeared in her eyes.

Song Jiuyuan nodded, "Okay, let Qiuniang clean up later. When the Fu family finishes his sentence, we will go to the capital."

"Um?"

Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows jokingly, "Didn't you say we will part ways from now on?"

Maybe her eyes were too bright, Song Jiuyuan felt a heat in his heart and said with a headache:

"Wanwan, we haven't divorced yet, you are still my wife."

Song Jiuyuan thought about it. If she followed him to the city, he would do his best to keep her safe.

"It won't be soon."

Jiang Wan successfully saw his dark face and chuckled, "Okay, I have my own sense."

She said as she stepped into the room and leaned against the door the moment she closed it.

Without hearing the footsteps, Jiang Wan turned around and looked through the door, leaving a black shadow on the door.

That was the shadow of Song Jiuyuan under the candlelight.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth, closed her eyes, and felt his steps slowly walking away.

My heart beat violently, 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 the space to start farming.

Another large wave of grain, vegetables and fruits were created to store it. Jiang Wan was so tired that she was sweating all over. She heard a knock on the door just after washing up.

When she opened the door, it was Madam Song, who was holding a bowl of wontons in her hand.

"Wanwan, you hid in the house and didn't come out when you came back. Are you hungry?"

Her gentle smile made Jiang Wan feel inexplicably friendly, and she couldn't help but think silently that this was probably maternal love.

She took the spoon handed over by Mrs. Song and slowly started eating.

"Wanwan, how are you doing today?"

Mrs. Song's eyes were full of concern, which made Jiang Wan's heart softer and softer.

"Mom, I'm really fine. Are you still worried about our separation?"

"No...no." Mrs. Song hurriedly explained that she was afraid of arousing Jiang Wan's disgust.

"What I said before was my heart. Whether you, Yuan'er and Li or live together, you are my own daughter."

"Thank you, mom."

Jiang Wan suddenly put down the spoon and hugged Madam Song tightly, "I thought you were coming to persuade me."

"No advice."

Madam Song gently rubbed her hair, "The things about emotions are like people who know the warmth and coldness of water.

It’s just that you make your own decisions and don’t regret it in the future.”

"Uh-huh."

Jiang Wan was pounding her head like garlic, but she felt entangled in her heart. In the past two days, she simply entered the space to clean up the crops.

After staying in Qucheng for a few more days, Song Jiuyuan was so busy that he was busy distributing the matter one by one.

On the third day, Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu beheaded at the city gate. Song Jiuyuan picked everyone up early in the morning to rush to the entrance of the largest vegetable market in Qucheng.

It snowed again last night, and Sun Master Bo and his people were cleaning the snow water.

Today, everyone in the Song family came, Song Jiuyuan sat in the front, while the others were arranged by Sun Zhubo.

Just placed some seats next to the execution ground, Song Qing carefully protected Madam Song.

"Ayin, don't watch these bloody scenes."

Although he has no memory, his intuition tells him that it is a bit terrifying.

Madam Song angrily glanced at him, "Okay, I know."

These days, they both seemed to be back to the close relationship when they first got married.

Jiang Wan, Song Jiuyuan and the others were also happy to watch the excitement, and even had an aunt's smile on the corner of her mouth.

While talking, Qiuniang had already taken Grandma Chen over and arranged it next to Jiang Wan.

But when everyone saw Grandma Chen's staggering appearance, their hearts were always trembling.

Grandma Chen trembled slightly when she walked, but her eyes were as bright as when she first met her.

Qiu Niang carefully helped her sit down. After she sat down, there was an official who pressed down on Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu who were wearing prison uniforms.

The two were in a mess at this time, with some messy things on their faces, nothing more than dirty water, mud and leaves.

These were all lost by the people along the way while parading, and Grandma Chen was very satisfied with this.

"They have been high all their lives and should also taste the feeling of being abused."

Wasn’t her granddaughter just being scolded by that beast all day long?

"Grandma, how do you feel now?"
Chapter completed!