Chapter 230 Didn’t you say that we will go our separate ways from now on?
Granny Chen continued to shake her head and said, "Thank you, you are all good people.
But I don't want to trouble her. She is a grandmother now and has a lot of household affairs to deal with.
I, an old woman, won't go to their house to be hated. Besides, I'm still waiting to see that beast from the Fu family being torn into pieces by five horses."
"Then let's talk about it slowly."
Jiang Wan gently shook her head at Song Jiuli, and she didn't ask any more questions.
Just when the carriage stopped at Qingshui Street, Jiang Wan took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve.
"Grandma, you still have to go to see the Five Horses Dismembering a Body, so take good care of yourself. Take one of these in the morning and one in the evening."
As soon as these words came out, a hint of surprise flashed across Granny Chen's eyes, and then she said sincerely:
"Okay, thank you. Princess, you will be happy and have many children and grandchildren in the future."
Jiang Wan just smiled gently and said to Qiu Niang, "Qiu Niang, please send grandma in."
"Yes, Master."
Qiu Niang helped Grandma Chen into the alley, which was a very small alley. Looking at their backs, Jiang Wan sighed slightly.
“Is her body reaching its limit?”
Song Jiuyuan naturally heard what Jiang Wan and Grandma Chen said. With his intelligence, he naturally understood what Jiang Wan meant.
"Um."
Jiang Wan said slowly: "When I handed her the hot water bottle just now, I felt her pulse.
The reason why the old lady is still alive today is entirely due to her belief in hatred. Her body is already riddled with holes. "
"ah?"
Song Jiuli was soft-hearted, "Then there's no one to take care of Grandma Chen. What if something happens?"
"I have sent someone to inform her daughter."
Song Jiuyuan didn't think about these at first, he just wanted to inform the other party.
After all, it is a good thing that the enemies who killed the Chen family can be eliminated.
While they were talking, Qiu Niang came out of the alley and walked to Jiang Wan with a bitter face.
"Master, you haven't seen where Granny Chen lives. She lives in the cowshed that used to be the Chen Mansion.
The place was burnt to pieces, there was nothing decent inside, and she didn’t even let me tell you.”
"Then go back and get some basic necessities."
There was only so much Jiang Wan could do because she could probably guess what Grandma Chen was thinking.
She certainly doesn't want to leave the place where she has lived all her life.
"Yes, Master."
Everyone was silent on the way back, even Song Jiuli, who was always cheerful, failed to liven up the atmosphere.
When they arrived at the post station, Qiu Niang hurriedly brought some quilts and food to Grandma Chen.
Song Jiuli went to talk to Madam Song. Jiang Wan wanted to go back to her room to have a good rest, but she didn't expect Song Jiuyuan to follow her.
"Wanwan..."
"Song Jiuyuan, I'm tired. Can we talk about it tomorrow?"
Jiang Wan tilted her neck, pressed her shoulders with her hands, and a hint of fatigue appeared in her eyes.
Song Jiuyuan nodded, "Okay, let Qiu Niang pack up later, and when the Fu family has finished their execution, we will go to the capital city."
"Um?"
Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows jokingly, "Didn't you say that we'll go our separate ways from now on?"
Perhaps it was because her eyes were too bright, Song Jiuyuan felt his heart warm up and said with a headache:
"Wanwan, we haven't divorced yet, you are still my wife."
Song Jiuyuan thought about it and decided that if she followed him to the provincial capital, he would do his best to keep her safe.
"Not any time soon."
Jiang Wancheng saw his face darken, and chuckled, "Okay, I know my limits."
She said as she stepped into the house and leaned her back against the door as she closed it.
Not hearing any footsteps, Jiang Wan turned around and looked through the door, leaving a dark shadow on the door.
That was Song Jiuyuan's shadow under the candlelight.
Jiang Wan couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, closed her eyes, and felt his footsteps slowly moving away.
His heart was beating violently, Jiang Wan pressed his chest, Jiang Wan, can you still keep your original intention?
Jiang Wan didn’t know that. She was so confused that she simply went to the space and started farming.
After getting a large amount of food, vegetables and fruits to store, Jiang Wan was so tired that she was sweating all over. She had just finished washing up when she heard a knock on the door.
It was Mrs. Song who opened the door, holding a bowl of wontons in her hand.
"Wanwan, you've been hiding in the house since you came back. Are you starving?"
Her smile was gentle, which inexplicably made Jiang Wan feel kind. He couldn't help but think silently that this was probably maternal love.
She took the spoon handed to her by Mrs. Song and began to eat slowly.
"Wanwan, how was your day today?"
Madam Song's eyes were full of concern, which softened Jiang Wan's heart.
"Mom, I'm really fine. Are you still worried about our divorce?"
"No...no." Madam Song was afraid of causing Jiang Wan's disgust, so she explained hurriedly.
"What I said before was from my heart. Whether you and Yuan'er divorce or live together, you are still my daughter."
"Thank you, mother."
Jiang Wan suddenly put down the spoon and hugged Madam Song tightly, "I thought you were going to persuade me."
"No advice."
Madam Song gently rubbed her hair and said, "Matters of love are like drinking water, only the person who drinks it knows whether it is hot or cold.
Just make your own decision and don’t regret it later.”
"Uh-huh."
Jiang Wan was pounding her head, feeling conflicted. For the past two days, she simply shut herself in and went into the space to harvest the crops.
After staying in Qucheng for a few more days, Song Jiuyuan was very busy, assigning tasks one by one.
On the third day, Mrs. Fu and Master Fu were beheaded at the city gate. Song Jiuyuan picked everyone up early in the morning and rushed to the entrance of the largest vegetable market in Qucheng.
It snowed again last night, and Sun Zhubo led people to clear the snow and water.
All the members of the Song family came today. Song Jiuyuan sat at the front, while the others sat in the seats arranged by Sun Zhubo.
Some chairs were placed next to the execution ground, and Song Qing carefully protected Madam Song.
"Ayin, you should watch less of these bloody scenes."
Although he had no memory, his intuition told him that it was somewhat horrifying.
Mrs. Song gave him a glare and said, "Okay, I know."
These days, they seem to have returned to the time when they first got married and are as inseparable as ever.
Jiang Wan, Song Jiuyuan and others were also happy to watch the fun, and she even had a smile on her face.
As she was speaking, Qiu Niang had already brought Grandma Chen over and arranged a seat for her next to Jiang Wan.
But when people saw Grandma Chen staggering, they felt a tremor in their hearts.
Granny Chen walked with a slightly trembling hand, but her eyes were still as bright as when I first met her.
Qiu Niang carefully helped her sit down, and just as she sat down, officials came and escorted Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu, who were wearing prison uniforms.
The two men were in a miserable state at this time, with a mess of things on their faces, which was nothing but dirty water, mud and leaves.
These were thrown by people along the way during the parade. Grandma Chen was very satisfied with this.
"They have been high and mighty all their lives, and now they deserve to feel the pain of being abused."
Wasn’t her granddaughter abused by that beast all day long?
"Grandma, how do you feel now?"
In fact, Jiang Wan was still a little worried about Grandma Chen's health. She looked very unwell today.
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