"When I was young, I worked a little bit without caring about my body. I have a lot of physical problems."

In fact, Chu Xiaojun didn't care much about these things, 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 her head and looked at Pan Hongyan on one side, "I have herbs there. I will get better if I apply some plaster to adults."

"Okay, Madam Song."

Pan Hongyan smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, but Mr. Chu on one side looked sad.

"I don't know when the storm will stop."

Jiang Wan knew that Mr. Chu, who was worried about the country and the people, was worried about Dafeng's people.

"I hope I can stop earlier."

Jiang Wan didn't want to face those who were destroyed by food. In extreme environments, she didn't want to test people's hearts.

"Hope!"

Old Chu sighed and waved his hand. Jiang Wan left his room with tactful tact.

When she came out, she met Pan Hongyan, and he held a food box in his hand.

"Miss Song, I just got 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 treat her as his benefactor.

"Thanks!"

When Jiang Wan returned to Datongpu, everyone in the room stared at the food box in her hand.

"It was given by Mr. Chu, just for dinner."

Jiang Wan didn't lower her voice, just letting them know that someone was covering them so that they would not be ignorant to find fault.

"Thanks to my sister-in-law's heart-protecting pills."

Song Jiuli curled her eyes with a smile, and now she looked like a sycoon. Jiang Wan opened the food box with a funny look.

On top are a few bowls of simple dishes, braised pork, scorched vegetables and a plate of pickles.

And there was a large bowl of rice below, which was fragrant and greedy, and the people in the house drooled.

What satisfied Jiang Wan the most was that without her speaking, the Song family would hardly do anything randomly, and she divided the rice and the food.

By the way, I left some for Chen Wenhao, "Wenhao, eat quickly."

There were several pieces of meat in the bowl. Every time she gave Chen Wenhao something, he would secretly give Chen Madam some.

For the sake of the child in his belly, Mrs. Chen could only thank him with tears every time, and this time the same is true.

Chen Ce was even more grateful to a big man's eyes were red.

"Mom, I want to eat meat too!!!"

Song Yang was so greedy that he glared at Jiang Wan viciously, scaring Song San's wife to hold the person in her arms.

"Brother Yang, let's eat steamed buns."

In the morning, the steamed buns that Song Sanzi picked up were reluctant to eat. It was so hard that Song Yang cried while eating.

"I want to eat meat..."

"My brother and sister, Brother Yang is so hungry. Jiang Wan's bitch is giving food to other people's children."

Mrs. Song Er's eyes were full of resentment and wanted to provoke Mrs. Song San, but Mrs. Song San was unmoved.

"There's no way, I can't do anything to her. Who doesn't want her family to have enough food?"

Although she hated Jiang Wan, she knew her own knowledge and now she could not beat her, so she endured it.

"You are a coward."

Madam Song Er glared at Song Lao Er who was still humming softly. He seemed to be getting thinner.

Even when Mrs. Song scolded him, he just hummed and continued to lie down.

Unfortunately, they hated Jiang Wan, who was poisonous, had no feelings at all. After she finished her meal, she used herbs to make some external plasters.

When I returned the food box, I gave these plasters to Pan Hongyan. "I don't know when the heavy rain will fall, so I will give these to adults first."

Jiang Wan secretly looked at the purse bag, which contained a few dollars of gold and a silver note of 100 taels of silver. These external medicines were given to him.

On the way back to Datongpao, Jiang Wan heard someone complaining.

"Why did Mr. Wen send a meal of steamed buns? I'm almost starving to death?"

"Yes, why don't you go and ask Mr. Wen's servant?"

"I think he just pretends to be kind, and these rich people like to seek fame."

"Don't wait, I will definitely not send it to us again."

“…”

Jiang Wan:...

I had long guessed that Sheng Mien fought against Mi Qiu, so she never helped others except the Chen family.

When she entered the Datong Bed, there were also various complaints inside, and Song Jiuli curled her lips.

"These people are really going to get more and more apt."

"Do you sympathize with the one named Wen?"

Song Jiuchi glanced at her quietly, and Song Jiuli shook her head and said, "That's not, I just think these people are really too much."

"It is a duty to help others, not a favor, but unfortunately most people don't realize this."

Jiang Wan is telling the truth, which is why she didn't plan to help others at the beginning.

They are all exiled people and are not qualified to eat too well, otherwise they will have to be punished for their sins.

Everyone was a little silent when they heard this. The rain continued to rain, as if someone was pouring water in the sky.

"Let's rest early, I won't have a chance to sleep so well in the future."

Jiang Wan yawned and reminded everyone, but everyone was worried.

That night, except Jiang Wan, no one slept well. When Jiang Wan woke up early, she could still see Song Jiuli holding two huge dark circles.

"You went to be a thief last night?"

Jiang Wan thought to herself that she was not so haggard when she moved to the Sixth Prince's Mansion.

"I'm afraid that others will steal our stuff."

Song Jiuli thrust his mouth towards the basket and wooden barrel. Inside were their wild boar meat and dry food. Now no one has anything to eat.

Maybe someone will think of their things.

"Then you watch it carefully, I'll go outside to see the situation."

Jiang Wan went to the kitchen to get some hot water to wash. When she passed by, she found that there was not much left in the kitchen.

Not to mention Wen Ruyu, even Pan Hongyan and the others could only eat something simple.

Ren Bang and the others could only drink dilute porridge. When they saw Jiang Wan, Ren Bang subconsciously wanted to ask for her opinion.

"Miss Song, if we set out, will it be 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 that the situation is special now. If we force ourselves to travel, I'm afraid that few people will be able to stick with it."

The truth about Jiang Wan, don’t say that these exiled people are already delicate and expensive, will become powerful bows.

At that time, even these officials would not be able to bear it. Ren Bang was a little silent, "But we don't have much food anymore."

"I think it's the same as before, my family will send someone out to find food."

Jiang Wan made a suggestion, but Ren Bang couldn't think of a better way, so he could only nod and said:

"It seems that this is the only way to do it."

"Brother Ren, this is the herb I picked before. Please let the people in the kitchen make it into medicine soup. The rain keeps falling, so you have to prevent illness."

Jiang Wan also thought about her own sake. The inn is so big that she couldn't escape if she had flu.

"good."

Ren Bang nodded and quickly asked Jiang Wan how to make it, and handed over the herbs to the people below.

As soon as Jiang Wan returned to Datongpu, she thumped and knelt in front of her, which scared her.

After a closer look, it turned out to be Mrs. Song San.
Chapter completed!