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"The family is separated."

Mrs. Song came and went like this, and she was doing her needlework in an orderly manner. This appearance clearly regarded Second Mrs. Song as air.

"Li'er."

Second Lady Song looked at Song Jiuli who was cooking porridge, "Your grandmother loved you the most in the past, you can't just watch your grandmother... die."

She glanced at Mrs. Song who was sitting there blankly. She was sober just now, but now she seemed to be confused again.

She just sat there in a daze, her eyes were lifeless as if she was stupid, it was indeed pitiful.

Song Jiuli felt sour in his heart, and quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and said:

"I sympathize, but I can't even support myself and there's nothing I can do about it."

It was rare to see Song Jiuli not exuding the heart of the Virgin, Jiang Wan was still a little surprised, but it was a good thing for her that she could change.

Seeing that they didn't take herself seriously, Second Lady Song was very depressed, but now that Jiang Wan had Ren Bang's backing, she didn't dare to do anything.

At most, it was just a few words to Mrs. Song, but it was neither painful nor itchy to Mrs. Song.

It's like punching cotton, which makes people very weak.

"All right."

Song Jiuyuan handed the processed hare to Jiang Wan, with the appearance of ignoring Second Lady Song.

She was very angry, but suddenly heard a sneer, it was from Shen Qian.

It seems to be self-defeating, now Shen Qian dislikes everyone, and no longer tolerates her temper.

Jiang Wan looked over and saw Shen Qian's vicious eyes, even though the people being tossed were neither human nor ghost, but she was still strong and alive.

He really is Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. The second lady Song was very angry and hit Shen Qian fiercely. Shen Qian was not to be outdone, and the two quickly became entangled together.

Jiang Wan didn't look at them, and she was happy to see their internal strife, so she regarded it as watching a play.

Jiang Wan continued to teach Song Jiuli how to roast hare verbally. She was in a good mood and didn't bother to argue with these people.

After the hare was roasted, the family shared the food. Jiang Wan left a little rabbit leg and walked towards Chen Wenhao with a gentle voice.

"Wen Hao, I'll eat for you."

"Thank you, auntie, I'm not hungry."

Chen Wenhao shook his head sensibly, he wasn't hungry, he just didn't want to keep taking advantage of Jiang Wan.

"Eat what Auntie gives you."

If it was because she took care of Chen Wenhao at the beginning because she raided Chen's residence, now it is because Chen Wenhao's sensibleness made Jiang Wan feel distressed.

"Miss Song, thank you, but we got some food."

Mrs. Chen was cooking porridge with nothing in it. When she stayed in the village, she changed some food.

Just after saying this, the spoon in Mrs. Chen's hand suddenly fell into the pot, her head was dizzy for a while, and she almost fainted. Chen Ce hurriedly helped him up.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

Mrs. Chen shook her head weakly, comforting him, "Don't worry, my husband, I'm just a little tired."

"But mother has fainted several times."

Chen Wenhao pursed his lips, and took the rabbit leg from Jiang Wan's hand, "Thank you, auntie, can I give this rabbit leg to my mother?"

He opened his big watery eyes, and the little boy who was white and tender before was now skinny, his face so thin that there was no flesh.

Jiang Wan bent down and gently rubbed the top of his hair, "Since it's already given to you, you can give it to whoever you want."

"Thank you auntie."

With a big smile on Chen Wenhao's face, he handed the rabbit's leg to Mrs. Chen's mouth, and said in a childish voice:

"Mom, you eat."

Mrs. Chen's eyes were hot, her nose was sore, "Mother is not hungry, silly child, you eat."

She pinched Chen Wenhao's small face with a gentle expression, Jiang Wan frowned and stepped forward.

"Let me take your pulse for you."

"Then please trouble Miss Song."

Chen Ce's eyes were full of worry, fearing that the lady would refuse, so he quickly agreed to Jiang Wan first.

After he said that, Mrs. Chen naturally wouldn't resist, she gently raised her sleeves, and Jiang Wansubai's fingertips rested on her pulse.

After a few breaths, she glanced at Mrs. Chen with an inexplicable expression, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "You...don't know why?"

"After all, I'm tired."

Mrs. Chen smiled, and didn't really care. She was spoiled and spoiled in the past, but now it's common for her to be unable to bear day and night.

This is also the reason why she gritted her teeth and persisted all the way, she really didn't want to make Xianggong worry.

"No."

Jiang Wan shook her head speechlessly, and whispered the answer in Mrs. Chen's ear, which made Mrs. Chen turn pale with fright.

"Miss Song, is it true?"

"Of course, you can talk to your husband-in-law."

Jiang Wan got up and returned to Song Jiuyuan's side, picked up her lunch and ate it.

Over there, Mrs. Chen and Chen Ce were talking in a low voice, and after a while, both of their faces were full of sorrow.

Even Song Jiuli was curious, so he asked Jiang Wan in a very low voice, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with Mrs. Chen?"

Jiang Wan subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Song Jiuyuan, and found that he seemed to want to know the answer too, but his mouth was stubborn. When Jiang Wan looked over, he quickly looked away.

For a moment, Jiang Wan became playful, and sighed deliberately, "It's hard to say about Mrs. Chen, anyway, it's not conducive to the next journey."

"sick?"

Mrs. Song was kind-hearted and hurriedly asked, but Jiang Wan's words were ambiguous.

"I'm afraid it will take another seven months to get better."

"Seven months?!"

Song Jiuli almost screamed, what disease took so long, Jiang Wan nodded her head angrily.

"Keep your voice down."

"I want to talk to you alone."

Song Jiuyuan, who was pretending to be indifferent just now, looked a little serious, and Jiang Wan spread her hands.

"Okay."

So Mrs. Song walked away with her two children, leaving Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan to sit together.

It is said that they are chatting alone, but they are actually very close to the team, but if the two of them talk in a low voice, others will not be able to hear them.

"Can you... tell me what's going on with Mrs. Chen?"

Under the hem of the clothes, Song Jiuyuan's fingertips were tightly pinched together, and his five fingers formed a fist. Jiang Wan could probably guess what he was thinking.

Chen Ce is his man, and their accident must be because of Song Jiuyuan. If there is something wrong with Mrs. Song, no matter what, Chen Ce will always have some estrangement from him.

Song Jiuyuan himself would feel guilty in his heart. Seeing that he really wanted to know, Jiang Wan whispered in his ear:

"She is pregnant."

She only cared about telling Song Jiuyuan the answer, ignoring that the two of them were very close, and her slightly warm breath sprayed Song Jiuyuan's face lightly.

He even smelled a sweet fragrance, now is not the time to think about it, he squeezed his palm hard, and then regained his senses.

Thinking about it carefully, Song Jiuyuan also understood why the Chen family and his wife were so sad.

"This journey is not safe, Mrs. Chen is pregnant, and the child may not be born safely."

Don't say that you can't get enough to eat at all. Mrs. Chen may not be physically able to bear this high-intensity rush.

"Ah."

Jiang Wan nodded, and sat there poking the firewood stick on the ground boredly, "She's been pregnant for more than two months, maybe she didn't notice it before."