"Behave yourself, have someone give me the money, and I'll leave immediately."

"Yes, yes! Quickly bring the money up!"

Hearing the noise upstairs, the waiter hurriedly ran up with the silver notes and tremblingly handed them to Song He'er.

"Wife, here's your money."

Song He'er carefully put away the silver note, then with a quick twist of her wrist, the shopkeeper's arm was successfully put back in place.

This move is her unique skill; after all, she didn't learn judo for nothing!

Leaving the tavern, Song He'er took off her cap and hurried towards the yamen (government office)...

When they arrived at the gate, all the officers and soldiers who had gone to collect the supplies had returned and were now loading the grain onto the trucks.

Upon closer inspection, Song He'er discovered that there were only some corn and potatoes; apart from these, there wasn't even a single vegetable leaf in sight!

"What are you looking at? Where have you been? Hurry up and pack my things, we need to get back on our way!"

"Um."

Song He'er responded and helped Zhang Xiu'e load the grain onto the cart.

By the time everything was packed up, the sun had already set, and everyone hurriedly began their return journey...

When they returned to the group, Qin Xiaoniang was catching shrimp in the stream with a group of children. Hearing the commotion, she quickly picked up Huan Ge'er and came over.

"He'er, are you alright?"

Song He'er shook her head: "Mother, how old am I? It's nothing!"

"They didn't bully you, did they?" Qin Xiaoniang asked softly.

"No, Auntie is right here. You forgot? Auntie is Popeye!"

Qin Xiaoniang smiled and said nothing more.

The soldiers standing nearby put down their whips and shouted, "Everyone, go gather firewood and come back to boil the corn!"

"Something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!"

Not far away, two children, around ten years old, ran towards the stream...?