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Early on the morning of the 18th, it was Wang Ze, the eldest brother of Wang Fengzi, who delivered food to Su Zhenzhu, who was locked in the woodshed.

As the most normal man in the Wang family, he both wanted to escape this quagmire and enjoyed the sense of superiority of standing out from the crowd within it.

He was a strong laborer who always worked the full amount of work points.

In the family, besides his father, Wang Fengzi, he was the second person in charge of all matters, big and small.

Originally, Dad said not to send food to Su Zhenzhu and to let her go hungry for a few days.

But he was a little worried that if Su Zhenzhu was starved for too long, and then suffered a miscarriage due to the torture, it would be a loss.

So, when he drank sweet potato porridge in the morning, he secretly left half a bowl and hid it in the stove pit.

At this moment, he pretended to go to work, then took a shortcut back before bringing the porridge to the woodshed.

To be honest, Su Zhenzhu had dealt with Wang Bo, the violent madman in her family, and he was even somewhat grateful to her.

Wang Bo goes crazy four or five times a month.

Others dared not step forward, but he, as the eldest brother, was always the first to rush up and subdue him, and he was always the one who was most seriously injured.

He could no longer bear the pain and itching sensation of sweat stinging his wounds after getting injured and going back to work.

When Su Zhenzhu saw the porridge, it was like seeing a lifeline. She crawled on her knees to his feet, took it, and tilted her head back to pour it into her mouth.

In less than three seconds, half a bowl of porridge was completely gone.

Wang Ze sighed, "Alas, what a tragedy!"

These words gave Su Zhenzhu a glimmer of hope.

Her previously listless eyes focused, and she looked up at Wang Ze in front of her: "Big brother, I can have children!"