Chapter 34: It's like a fishbone stuck in the throat, it's disgusting

"Your hair is messy."

Song Jiuyuan replied as if nothing had happened, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Jiang Wan didn't say much, but ate the food in front of her thoughtfully. She felt that being able to eat openly was better than anything else.

Compared to them, everyone in the Song family now had green light in their eyes, but no one dared to move.

In fact, besides them, the people who were traveling with them were also greedy. At this moment, they didn't even dare to look at Jiang Wan, for fear that they would lose control and do something out of line.

Jiang Wan met the envious eyes of the child in Chen Madam's arms, walked over, and gently rubbed the child's head.

"What is your name?"

"Chen Wenhao."

Chen Wenhao tilted his little head and looked at Jiang Wan with admiration. The way she saved someone before was already engraved in the child's mind.

In Chen Wenhao's eyes, Jiang Wan is the most powerful person in the world, even more powerful than his parents.

"Wenhao, this is for you to eat."

Jiang Wan handed Chen Wenhao a small piece of chicken, which she had torn off and was very clean.

Chen Wenhao was very well-behaved. He looked at his parents inquiringly, and Mrs. Chen quickly shook her head.

"Miss Song, you must not do this."

Such a precious thing cannot be bought with silver.

"Eat it."

Jiang Wan handed the meat to Chen Wenhao's mouth. Chen Wenhao drooled with greed, but without his parents' consent, he just stood there with his eyes wide open, ignorant.

"Eat it."

Chen Ce touched the child's head distressedly and said to Jiang Wan: "Thank you very much!"

He was a man of action. He not only expressed his gratitude but also put it into action. Everyone spent the night in the dilapidated temple.

In order to express his gratitude to Jiang Wan, Chen Ce busied himself helping out. Jiang Wan discovered that he and Song Jiuyuan had made some subtle eye contact.

It seems that what she did was right. She successfully gave the two of them a chance to interact with each other without showing any emotion.

It was already late. There was a well next to the dilapidated temple, which was probably used by monks in the past. Perhaps it was still used frequently by the villagers.

So this well is very clean, and everyone draws water from here for cooking and washing.

Song Jiuli quickly took the best seat and put down their luggage nimbly. Song Jiuchi also put Song Jiuyuan down.

Unlike before, now their family works together as one, which makes the Song family jealous.

But they were powerless to do anything wrong at this time, after all, they were all tortured beyond recognition.

No one in the Song family had enough to eat today. Chen Qian's eyes rolled over Jiang Wan and the others.

Jiang Wan is a vicious person. Men are not easy to conquer. After much consideration, it seems that she can only start with Song Jiuli, but she has obviously offended Song Jiuli.

Chen Qian's stomach was growling with hunger. Not only her, but everyone in the Song family felt the same way. They had just vomited out everything in their stomachs, and now their faces were pale as dirt.

As if she had noticed their embarrassment, Jiang Wan maliciously prepared some fruits for everyone to eat.

"Mom, this is some wild fruit I picked on the road. It tastes good. You can have it as a snack to relieve your greasy feeling after dinner."

In the past, the masters of the palace would have snacks and fruits after meals. Jiang Wan’s words made Madam Song’s eyes red.

"Wanwan, you are so thoughtful. Mom is not hungry. You can eat it."

"Let's all eat."

Jiang Wan distributed the fruit to everyone. When it came to Song Jiuyuan, facing the other party's complicated eyes, Jiang Wan withdrew her hand like lightning.

Why did she feel that Song Jiuyuan's eyes were creepy? Could it be her illusion?

Jiang Wan felt the urge to run away, but then she remembered that the villain in the original book would eventually meet the heroine, and she also wanted to meet the heroine of this book.

Song Jiuyuan spoke softly while thinking, "Thank you!"

His bony fingertips pinched the fruit in his hand, and his eyes were somewhat deep under the firelight.

"do not mention it."

Jiang Wan got up awkwardly, found an excuse to go out for a walk, and when she came back she vaguely heard a very small sound.

"Master, don't worry, I...I will satisfy you."

The voice sounded strangely familiar. Jiang Wan wanted to see what they were doing secretly, but she heard an indecent sound instead.

Oh my God, Jiang Wan really didn’t expect this to happen. Her ears turned red and she walked quickly towards the dilapidated temple.

When I arrived at the dilapidated temple, I noticed that there was one person missing from the seat of the old Song family. It was Aunt Duan.

Just for the sake of stuttering, the people in the Song family are really disgusting.

Jiang Wan got goosebumps all over her body and felt like there was something stuck in her throat. She was disgusted, but she had no right to say anything because this was Aunt Duan's own choice.

Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Wan discovered that Aunt Duan and one of the officials came back one after another.

After returning, Aunt Duan took out some dry food from her arms and distributed it to the people of Old Song's family. Judging from the expressions of Old Song's family members, she probably knew what these people were thinking.

But no one cared about Aunt Duan, not even Chen Qian. As a woman, these people's behavior made her feel cold.

"Where did Aunt Duan get the dry food?"

Song Jiuli muttered something quietly. In fact, Jiang Wan heard it, but she didn't know how to tell her what she saw.

Madam Song patted Song Jiuli on the shoulder and said, "Don't meddle in other people's affairs."

"I'm just curious."

Song Jiuli pouted. She didn't mean anything else. She was just wondering how a weak woman like Aunt Duan could find so much food.

She also wanted to share the burden with her family, if she could also find some food...

"Song Jiuli!"

Madam Song pulled Song Jiuli's ear angrily and said, "You should have a good rest."

"I understand, mother." Song Jiuli curled her lips and lay down to rest, but Jiang Wan had difficulty falling asleep.

The weather was hot, and the fire went out after cooking. Now the dilapidated temple was dark, and all that could be heard was the sound of everyone's breathing.

Jiang Wan couldn't sleep, so when she looked up, she met Song Jiuyuan's bright eyes. They were not far apart, so Jiang Wan simply sat up quietly.

"You... need to go to the bathroom?"

Jiang Wan thought that Song Jiuyuan didn't sleep because he had some unspeakable secret. When asked by Jiang Wan, Song Jiuyuan was extremely embarrassed and pursed his lips and said:

"No."

Seeing his stubborn look, Jiang Wan thought he was shy, and said hurriedly: "People have three urgent needs, I can understand."

"Really not."

Song Jiuyuan spoke in a firm tone, and Jiang Wan then realized that she had been thinking something wrong, and looked a little uncomfortable.

"That's good. I was worried that you would get sick from holding it in."

"Jiang Wan."

Song Jiuyuan's forehead was throbbing. After being exiled, this woman was completely different from before. Sometimes he felt that she was particularly good.

But sometimes I find her so irritating. How can a person have so many sides?

Jiang Wan had no idea what Song Jiuyuan was thinking about. She moved closer to Song Jiuyuan and spoke in a very low voice.

"Song Jiuyuan, did you see Aunt Duan go out just now?"

"Um."

Song Jiuyuan's expression was unfathomable, and it was obvious that he didn't really want to talk about those things.

Jiang Wan understood, it seemed that he understood, alas, the status of an exiled woman was really low.

She seemed to understand why the original owner couldn't bear it and died after doing so much trouble.