What a little foodie!

Feng Jiuyan shook his head and said to Madam Feng, "Mom, you and A'li roast the chicken here. I'll go get some water from the stream and we'll cook some porridge."

"Or, you and Ayan can roast the chicken here, and Aniang can go to the stream to fetch water. It's too late, and I'm worried about you going alone." Madam Feng looked at Feng Jiuyan with concern, her brows slightly frowned.

Just now, she saw several people looking at them furtively. Maybe they were up to something evil.

She was worried about letting her daughter go. If anything happened, it would be the end of her life!

Feng Jiuyan's heart warmed up, and she smiled, "Mother, this place is not far away. Besides, there are officials guarding the edge. Don't worry. Besides, your daughter is not a pushover. I'll be back soon."

Madam Feng was helpless, "Then come back soon."

"good."

Feng Jiuyan put the rice into the iron pot and carried it to the stream. Along the way, he attracted a lot of eager eyes. They wanted to know what was in Feng Jiuyan's pot and couldn't help but peek in.

However, because it was too dark, they couldn't see clearly.

So, many prisoners pretended to look for things and took the opportunity to get close to Feng Jiuyan.

Some of them were so reckless that they even tried to bump into Feng Jiuyan. But Feng Jiuyan had predicted their moves and finally used small stones to hit them hard on the acupuncture points that caused them unbearable pain.

Finally, Feng Jiuyan arrived at the stream.

There was no one by the stream, only the dim light of the fire illuminated the lake.

Feng Jiuyan was overjoyed, as this would make it easier for her to do her little tricks.