Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

Grandma 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 also a grandmother now, and there are many affairs at home.

My old lady doesn't want to go to their house to make people dislike me, besides, I still have to wait to see that bastard from the Fu family be quartered by five horses. "

"Then let's talk slowly."

Jiang Wan shook her head lightly at Song Jiuli, and she didn't ask any more questions.

But when the carriage stopped at Qingshui Street, Jiang Wan took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve.

"Grandma, you still have to watch the five-horse body dismemberment, take good care of your health, take one of these in the morning and evening."

As soon as these words came out, Grandma Chen's eyes quickly flashed with surprise, and then said sincerely:

"Okay, thank you, princess, you will be happy and full of children and grandchildren in the future."

Jiang Wan just smiled softly, and said to Qiuniang: "Qiuniang, please send grandma in."

"Okay, master."

Qiuniang 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, and with his intelligence, he naturally understood what Jiang Wan meant.

"Ah."

Jiang Wan said slowly: "Just now when I handed Pozi Tang, I felt her pulse.

Grandma can live to this day because of her belief in hatred. Her body is already riddled with holes. "

"what?"

Song Jiuli was soft-hearted, "Then Grandma Chen doesn't have anyone to take care of her, so what if something happens?"

"I have sent someone to inform her daughter."

Song Jiuyuan didn't think of this at first, he just told the other party.

After all, it is a good thing that the enemies who killed the Chen family can be wiped out.

While the few people were talking, Qiuniang came out of the alley, and she walked to Jiang Wan with a bitter face.

"Master, you haven't seen where Grandma Chen lives, she lives in the former cowshed of the Chen residence.

It was burnt badly inside, and there was nothing decent, and she still didn't let her slaves tell you about it. "

"Then go back and get some basic daily necessities to send over."

Jiang Wan can only do so much, because she can probably guess what Grandma Chen is thinking.

She definitely doesn't want to leave this place where she has lived her whole life.

"Good master."

On the way back, everyone was a little silent, and even Song Jiuli, who was always cheerful, was not active.

When they arrived at the post station, Qiuniang hurriedly brought some quilts and food to Grandma Chen.

Song Jiuli had a heart-to-heart talk with Mrs. 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, what can I say tomorrow?"

Jiang Wan tilted her neck and put her hands on her shoulders, a trace of exhaustion appeared in her eyes.

Song Jiuyuan nodded, "Okay, let Qiuniang clean up later, and we'll go to Fucheng after the Fu family finishes their execution."

"Ok?"

Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows jokingly, "Didn't you say that we will part ways from now on?"

Perhaps her eyes were too bright, Song Jiuyuan only felt a heat in his heart, and said with a headache:

"Wanwan, we haven't reconciled yet, you are still my wife."

Song Jiuyuan thought about it, if she went to Fucheng with him, then he would try his best to keep her safe.

"Not any time soon."

Seeing that his face turned black successfully, Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Okay, I have my own measure."

As she spoke, she stepped into the room and leaned against the door the moment she closed the door.

Not hearing footsteps, Jiang Wan turned around and looked through the door, leaving a dark shadow on the door.

It was Song Jiuyuan's shadow in the candlelight.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but raised the corners of her mouth, closed her eyes, and felt his footsteps walking away slowly.

The heart was beating violently, Jiang Wan pressed the heart, Jiang Wan, can you still keep your original heart?

Jiang Wan didn't know, she was so upset that she simply went to the space and started farming.

Another large batch of food, vegetables and fruits was saved, and Jiang Wan was so tired that she was sweating, and she heard a knock on the door just after washing.

Opening the door was Mrs. Song, holding a bowl of small wontons in her hand.

"Wanwan, you hid in the house and didn't come out after you came back, are you starving?"

Her gentle smile made Jiang Wan feel kind inexplicably, and couldn't help but think silently, this is probably maternal love.

She took the spoon that Mrs. Song handed over, and slowly began to eat.

"Wanwan, how are you doing today?"

Mrs. Song's eyes were full of concern, which made Jiang Wan's heart soften again and again.

"Mother, I'm really fine, are you still worried about our reconciliation?"

"No...no." Mrs. Song hurriedly explained, fearing that Jiang Wan would be disgusted.

"What I said before was from the bottom of my heart. Whether you and Yuan'er live together or live together, you are still my daughter."

"Thank you ma'am."

Jiang Wan suddenly put down the spoon and hugged Mrs. Song tightly, "I thought you were going to persuade me."

"No advice."

Mrs. Song gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Emotional matters are like drinking water, knowing how warm it is.

It's just that you decide for yourself, and you don't regret it later. "

"Uh-huh."

Jiang Wan beat her head like garlic, but she felt entangled in her heart. In the past two days, she simply closed the door and entered the space to pick up the crops.

After staying in Qucheng for a few more days, Song Jiuyuan was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, he was busy dispatching things one by one.

On the third day, Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu beheaded at the gate of the city. Song Jiuyuan picked up everyone and rushed to the gate of the once largest vegetable market in Qucheng early in the morning.

It snowed again last night, and Mr. Sun led his men to clean up the snow.

Everyone in the Song family came today, Song Jiuyuan sat at the front, and the others were seated by Master Sun.

Some seats were placed beside the execution ground, and Song Qing carefully protected Mrs. Song.

"Ayin, don't watch these bloody scenes."

Although he had no memory, his intuition told him that it was a little scary.

Mrs. Song gave him an angry look, "Okay, I know."

These days, the two of them seem to be back to the bond they had when they first got married.

Jiang Wan, Song Jiuyuan and the others were also happy to watch the excitement, and there was even a smile from her aunt at the corner of her mouth.

While talking, Qiuniang had already picked up Grandma Chen, and arranged her place next to Jiang Wan.

It's just that when everyone saw Grandma Chen staggering, their hearts were always trembling.

Grandma Chen trembled slightly as she walked, her eyes were still as bright as when she first saw her.

Qiuniang carefully helped her to sit down, and when she sat down, some officials pressed Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu who were wearing prison uniforms.

The two of them were in a panic at this time, and there were still some messy things hanging on their faces, nothing more than dirty water, mud and leaves.

These were thrown by the people along the street during the parade, and Grandma Chen was very satisfied with it.

"They have been aloof all their lives, and they should also taste the taste of being abused."

Wasn't her granddaughter always abused by that beast?

"Grandma, how do you feel now?"

In fact, Jiang Wan is still a little worried about Grandma Chen's health, she looks very bad today.