Chapter 93 Please Save Brother Yang
"When I was young, I overworked my body and neglected it. I have a lot of health problems now."
In fact, Chu Xiaojun doesn’t care much about these things. After all, he knows his body very well.
"It's windy and rainy outside, so it's normal for adults to have rheumatism attacks."
Jiang Wan turned to look at Pan Hongyan on the side, "I have some herbs over there. Apply some ointment to your body and it will get better."
"Okay, Madam Song."
Pan Hongyan smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, but Mr. Chu on the side had a worried look on his face.
"I don't know when this storm will stop."
Jiang Wan knew that Mr. Chu, who was concerned about the country and the people, was worried about the people of Dafeng.
“I hope it can stop soon.”
Jiang Wan also didn't want to face those people who had lost their humanity because they had no food. She didn't want to test people's hearts in such an extreme environment.
"I hope so!"
Old Chu sighed and waved his hand, and Jiang Wan tactfully left his room.
When she came out, she met Pan Hongyan, who was holding a lunch box in his hand.
"Madam Song, it's just out of the pot, take some and eat."
His attitude towards Jiang Wan took a 180-degree turn. As long as she could really relieve Mr. Chu's pain, Pan Hongyan would regard her as a benefactor.
"Thanks!"
When Jiang Wan returned to the big bunk bed, everyone in the room stared at the food box in her hand with eager eyes.
"Mr. Chu gave it to me. It's just right for dinner."
Jiang Wan did not lower her voice when she said this, just to let them know that someone was protecting them to prevent anyone from finding fault with them.
"Thanks to my sister-in-law for the heart-protecting pills."
Song Jiuli's eyes curved with laughter, and now she looked like a little flatterer. Jiang Wan opened the food box with amusement.
There were a few bowls of simple dishes on top, including braised pork, blanched vegetables and a plate of pickles.
There was a big bowl of rice underneath, which smelled delicious and made everyone in the room drool.
What made Jiang Wan most satisfied was that the Song family would hardly do anything unless she asked, so she divided the rice and other dishes among them.
By the way, he left some for Chen Wenhao, "Wenhao, eat quickly."
There were several pieces of meat in the bowl, and every time she gave something to Chen Wenhao, he would secretly give some to Chen Niangzi.
For the sake of the child in her belly, Mrs. Chen could only thank him with tears in her eyes every time, and this time was no exception.
Chen Ce was so grateful that his eyes turned red.
"Mom, I want to eat meat too!!!"
Song Yang was so greedy that he glared at Jiang Wan fiercely, which frightened Mrs. Song San so much that she hugged her in her arms.
"Brother Yang, let's eat steamed buns."
Mrs. Song San was reluctant to eat the steamed buns she received in the morning. Now they were hard, and Song Yang cried while eating.
"I want to eat meat woooooooo..."
"Sister-in-law, Yang Ge'er is so hungry, and that bitch Jiang Wan is giving food to other people's children."
The second lady Song's eyes were full of resentment, and she wanted to provoke the third lady Song, but the third lady Song remained unmoved.
"There's nothing I can do. I can't do anything to her. Who doesn't want their family to have enough food?"
Although she also hated Jiang Wan, she knew her own limitations and since she couldn't defeat her now, she just endured it.
"You're a wimp."
Madam Song Er glared angrily at Song Lao Er, who was still humming softly. He seemed to have become thinner.
Even if Madam Song scolded him, he just snorted and continued to lie there.
Unfortunately, Jiang Wan, who was so hated by them, didn't feel anything at all. After finishing her meal, she made some external ointment with herbs.
When returning the lunch box, he gave the plasters to Pan Hongyan, "I don't know how long this rainstorm will last, so I'll give these to you first."
Jiang Wan secretly looked at the purse, which contained a few pieces of gold and a silver note for one hundred taels of silver. She considered these external application medicines as a gift to him.
On the way back to the dormitory, Jiang Wan heard someone complaining.
"Why did Master Wen only give me a meal of steamed buns? I'm starving to death."
"Yes, why don't we ask Master Wen's servants?"
"I think he is just pretending to be kind. These rich people just like to seek fame and reputation."
"Don't wait, they will definitely not send it to us again."
“…”
Jiang Wan: ...
She had long guessed that a little help would be followed by a lot of resentment, so she never helped anyone except the Chen family.
When she entered the big bunk bed, she heard all kinds of complaints from inside. Song Jiuli curled her lips.
"These people are really good at pushing their limits."
"Do you sympathize with that Wen guy?"
Song Jiuchi glanced at her dimly, and Song Jiuli shook her head and said, "That's not the case, I just think these people are really too much."
"Helping others is a favor, and not helping others is a duty. Unfortunately, most people don't realize this."
Jiang Wan was telling the truth, which was why she had no intention of helping others from the beginning.
They are all exiles and have no right to eat too well. Otherwise, if that person finds out, they will be punished.
Everyone fell silent after hearing this. The rain kept falling, as if someone was pouring water from the sky.
"Go to bed early. You won't have the chance to sleep so well in the future."
Jiang Wan yawned and reminded everyone, but everyone was worried.
Except for Jiang Wan, no one slept well that night. When Jiang Wan woke up early, she could still see that Song Jiuli had two huge dark circles under his eyes.
"Were you a thief last night?"
Jiang Wan thought that she didn't look so haggard even when she emptied out the Sixth Prince's Mansion.
"I'm afraid someone will steal our things."
Song Jiuli nodded at the backpack and wooden barrel. Inside were their wild boar meat and dry food. Now no one had anything to eat.
Who knows, someone might be eyeing their things.
"Then you watch carefully, I'll go outside to check the situation."
Jiang Wan went to the kitchen to get some hot water to wash up. When she passed by, she found that there was not much left in the kitchen.
Not to mention Wen Ruyu, even Pan Hongyan and the others could only eat simple meals.
Ren Bang and his friends could only drink watery porridge. When he saw Jiang Wan, Ren Bang subconsciously wanted to ask for her opinion.
"Madam Song, if we set off, is it possible that the rain will stop?"
There was no strong wind outside, but the rain was heavy and no one dared to go out in the rain.
"Brother Ren, it's not that I want to be lazy, but the current situation is special. If we force our way forward, I'm afraid few people will be able to hold on."
Jiang Wan was telling the truth. Not to mention that these exiled people were already delicate and would become a powerful bow and arrow.
Even these officials might not be able to bear it by then. Ren Bang was silent for a while, "But we don't have much food left."
"I think we should do the same as before and send people from our own family to look for food outside."
Jiang Wan made a suggestion, and Ren Bang couldn't think of a better way, so he could only nod and say:
"It seems that this is the only way."
"Brother Ren, these are the herbs I picked earlier. Ask the kitchen staff to make a medicinal soup. It's raining non-stop, and we need to prevent illness."
Jiang Wan was also thinking about her own situation. The inn was a small place, and if she got the flu, she wouldn't be able to escape.
"good."
Ren Bang nodded in agreement, quickly asked Jiang Wan for advice, and then handed the herbs to his subordinates.
Just as Jiang Wan returned to the bunk bed, she was startled by the sound of a man kneeling in front of her.
Looking closely, it turned out to be Miss Song San.
"Jiang Wan, please, please save Yang Ge'er, he has a fever!"
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