e were silks and satins, gold and silver jewelry, ornaments, books, and so on...This Madam Shangshu was merely a concubine by birth. This object was clearly left behind by the original owner's mother....He might just take action.

Song Jiu's gaze swept over Xu Wei with a hint of depth, then addressed Jiang Wan:

"If anything really happens, you just run. Don't worry about me."

He's now like a cripple, and it's just a burden to have him around.

"No."

Ginger glanced at him, quickened her pace to catch up with Ren Bang. Ren Bang's face wasn't looking good; no one dared speak to him at this moment.

He stared straight ahead, walking as if in a daze.

Xiaodeng whispered to Jiang Wan, "Sister Jiang, we're still blaming ourselves. He said if he had listened to you at the beginning, nothing would have happened."

"If you have something to say, go ahead. He probably doesn't want to talk to you right now anyway."

"I know, but I have something important to do."

Ginger's expression was serious. As soon as she finished speaking, Ren Bang's eyes twitched and he looked at Ginger, asking in a hoarse voice:

"Girl, what can I do for you"

"Brother Ren."

Ginger glanced warily at Xu Wei before continuing, "The hunters who came to our ruined temple last night were acting suspiciously."

"Brother Ren, you have to be careful of him. We can't afford to have any more accidents."

Of course, Ginger herself wasn't afraid. But Song Jiubian's physical condition didn't allow for it.

Okay, I hear you.

After being tricked once, Ren Bang trusted Jiang Wan with all his heart. After Jiang Wan left, he had no more idle thoughts.

On the way, I kept glancing at Xu Wei. It had just rained, and the road was very muddy, so everyone was walking very slowly.

The noodles' mud was a little slippery, and he watched as Shen Qian fell again. Then, Xu Wei gently helped her up. Jiang Wan's eyes became even more profound.

Everywhere were the marks of rain, Ren Bang meant to rest at the village.

So even though everyone had complaints, they dared not speak them out loud. They could only obediently drag their heavy bodies along.

He must be waiting for someone.

Song Jiuyuan calmly stated the analysis results, which surprised both Song Jichu and Song Jiuli.

"Huh"

Song Jiuli nervously rubbed her hands, "If he's a bad person, what does he plan to do"

What should we do

Although Song Jiuxi is said to have an eccentric personality, he is not yet mature and becomes flustered when facing problems.

Jiang Wan calmly said, "No matter what his intentions are, we just need to be clever."

Even if we are bandits, we have so many people, what are we afraid of

Although they were a group of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people with little fighting ability, Jiang Wan didn't want to give up hope first.

After walking for a while longer, she could almost see the village across from her. Song Jiu-Li grew nervous, her eyes welling up with tears.

"We're almost at the village."

"By the time we reach the village, we might be safe."

Song Jiuchí let out a breath. Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan exchanged glances, both thinking the same thing: what if the other party hadn't made a move even after reaching the village

This can only mean that the village is probably problematic.

Different from what Jiang Wan expected, he went all the way into the village without anyone making a move. Even Ren Bon thought he might have misunderstood Xu Wei.

"Thank you, sir, for taking me in. This is Xujiacun where I live. I'll go call the village head first."

Xu Wei loosened Shen Qian's hand and ran into the village. Jiang Wan narrowed her eyes and said nothing.

In a moment, Xu Wei indeed led someone out. It was an elderly man. "Hello, I'm Xu Wei's grandfather," he said.

Thank you for taking in Xu Wei and giving him a place to stay.

It turned out that it was Xu Wei's grandfather, and Shen Qian felt a thrill of delight.

You're welcome.

Ren Bang stared at the old man, sizing him up from head to toe. After some haggling, he led the group into the village.

Ginger followed the crowd. This time, they weren't arranged in a large communal sleeping area but were directly accommodated in villagers' homes.

The village had a large population, with some being placed in other people's homes and others in empty houses within the village.

They were arranged to live in an abandoned house, the condition wasn't good, but she preferred living there rather than squeezing with others.

While Lao Song's family was because of Shen Qian and Xu Wei's good relationship, they were directly arranged to live in Li Zheng's house.

Not far away, Jiang Wan could still see Shen Qian's smug smile. This person had forgotten the pain after recovering from their wounds, leaping around like a flea.

"Sister-in-law, let me clean the room."

Now Song Jiuli was much more sensible. Although she was clumsy at doing things, at least she was willing to learn how to do them. Jiang Wan nodded in approval.

"Well, there are only two rooms. Let's just make do and rest."

Anyway, it's just for one night, so there's no need to make it too clean. Just tidy up the sleeping area.

"I'll help too."

Song Jiuch'i awkwardly put Song Jiuyuan down, rubbed his waist and got up to tidy things up.

"You guys clean up first, I'll go take a look."

Jiang Wan still felt uneasy. She stepped out of the room and saw Shen Qian laughing and chatting with Xu Wei over there.

Ginger...

She rolled her eyes, disgusted. She turned and walked in the other direction, only to run into Song Sanniang venting her anger.

"Eat, eat, eat, all you do is eat. Your father is gone and you still have the appetite to eat."

She cursed and walked away from Song Yang, her hand raised. Song Sanniang, who once treated her son like a treasure, now seemed like a different person altogether.

Old Madam Song chased after him, "Third son's family, stop it! What does the third son's business have to do with Yang'er"

"My own son, I can do whatever I want with him. You old geezer, get out of here!"

Song Sanniang is truly insane, showing no mercy even to her mother-in-law. Thinking of herself as the legitimate daughter, she ended up marrying a son born to a concubine, and now she has to be exiled with them.

She hated, loathed the Song family to her core, including her own children.

"Grandma, I'm going to be beaten to death. Please come help me."

Song Yang was running wildly, his little legs churning, while still muttering through gritted teeth, "Damn my mother to death, kill her if you must! I'd rather die than live under this roof!"

At such a young age, he's already turning bad. It can only be said that the adults have failed him. Ginger just glanced at him and didn't pay any attention.

She found an empty place and quietly entered the space. The space was pitch black, but that didn't stop her from looking for things.

Tonight, they could eat well because they were living alone and wouldn't be seen by everyone. Jiang Wan didn't want to miss this opportunity.

So, I rummaged through a pile of ingredients and found a fresh fish. I also got some rice and vegetables.

Before leaving, Jiang Wan still opened a small stove in the space and ate a table of delicious dishes from the Imperial Kitchen.

Um, as expected of the Imperial Chef's skills. She didn't dare to eat until she was full, about five-pointed satisfied, and then carried her things out of the space.

Outside, the sky was already dark, and before she reached the temporary hut where they were to rest, she suddenly heard Xu Wei's voice.

Ginger's heart filled with curiosity. With a gust of wind beneath her feet, she arrived at the window and took a closer look. It turned out to be the residence of Li Zheng.

And from within the house came a voice, somewhat familiar to him, "Father, I've taken a liking to that young lady Shen Qian. You must keep her for me."

"No!"

"He was right, his voice laced with resignation. 'Keeping them here is a danger, they must be sent away together!'"t feel sad, but she refused to think negatively about her grandmother.Since Ginger knows about herbs, they can collect some.Then you go pick it yourself.Song Jiu's voice was cold. He thought his siste...