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"When I was young, I didn't care about my body and worked hard. My body has a lot of problems."

In fact, Chu Xiaojun didn't care much about these, after all, he knew his body very well.

"It's windy and rainy outside, and it's normal for adults to have rheumatism."

Jiang Wan turned to look at Pan Hongyan, "I have herbs over there, get some plaster and apply it to the adults, it will improve."

"Okay, Mrs. Song."

Pan Hongyan smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, while Mr. Chu on one side was frowning.

"I don't know when the wind and rain will stop."

Jiang Wan knew that Mr. Chu, who was worried about the country and the people, was worried about the people of Dafeng.

"Hopefully it will stop sooner."

Jiang Wan also didn't want to face those people who lost their humanity because of the lack of food. Under the extreme environment, she didn't want to test people's hearts.

"Hope it!"

Mr. Chu sighed, waved his hand, and Jiang Wan left his room wisely.

When she came out, she met Pan Hongyan, who was holding a food box in his hand.

"Ms. Song, it's just out of the pot, take some to eat."

His attitude towards Jiang Wan took a 180-degree turn. As long as she can really relieve Chu Lao's pain, Pan Hongyan will regard her as a benefactor.

"Thank you!"

When Jiang Wan returned to Datong Shop, everyone in the room was staring at the food box in her hand.

"Mr. Chu gave it, just for dinner."

Jiang Wan didn't lower her voice when she said this, just to let them know that someone was covering them, so as not to find fault with others.

"Thanks to sister-in-law's Huxin Pill."

Song Jiuli smiled and rolled his eyes, looking like a sycophant now, Jiang Wan opened the food box amusedly.

There are several bowls of simple dishes on it, braised pork, boiled vegetables and a plate of pickles.

And there is a large bowl of rice underneath, which is delicious and makes people in the room drool.

What satisfied Jiang Wan the most was that the Song family would hardly mess around without her asking. She divided the rice and meals.

By the way, I left some for Chen Wenhao, "Wen Hao, 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 Mrs. Chen.

For the child in her womb, Mrs. Chen could only thank her with tears every time, and it was the same this time.

Chen Ce was even more grateful that the eyes of a big man were red.

"Mom, I want to eat meat too!!!"

Song Yang was so greedy that he glared at Jiang Wan viciously, so frightened that Mrs. Song San hugged him into her arms.

"Brother Yang, let's eat steamed buns."

In the morning, the steamed buns given by Mrs. Song San were reluctant to eat, but now they were hard, and Song Yang cried while eating.

"I want to eat meat..."

"Siblings, brother Yang is so hungry, that bitch Jiang Wan will give food to other people's children."

The second lady Song was full of resentment, and wanted to provoke the third lady Song, but the third lady Song was unmoved.

"No way, I can't do anything to her, who doesn't want to feed their family."

Although she also hates Jiang Wan, but she has self-knowledge, and she can't deal with her now, so she endures it.

"You're a wimp."

Mrs. Song gave an annoyed look at Song Er who was still humming softly. He seemed to be getting thinner.

Even if Mrs. Song scolded him, he just hummed and continued to lie down.

It's a pity that Jiang Wan, who was poisoned by their hatred, didn't feel anything. After she finished eating, she made some plasters with herbs.

When returning the food box, I gave these plasters to Pan Hongyan, "I don't know when the torrential rain will last, so I'll use these plasters first."

Jiang Wan peeked at the money bag, there were a few pieces of gold and a silver bill of one hundred taels in it, and these externally applied medicines should be given to him.

On the way back to Datongpu, Jiang Wan heard someone complaining.

"Why did Mr. Wen give away a meal of steamed buns? I'm starving to death."

"Yes, why don't you ask Mr. Wen's servants?"

"I think he is just pretending to be kind. These rich people like to play for fame."

"Don't wait, I will definitely not send it to us again."

"..."

Jiang Wan: ...

She had already guessed that Shengmi was fighting against Michou, so she never helped anyone except the Chen family.

When she entered the Datong shop, there were also all kinds of complaining voices inside, Song Jiuli curled her lips.

"These people really know how to push their feet."

"Do you sympathize with that Wen?"

Song Jiuchi glanced at her quietly, Song Jiuli shook his head and said, "That's not true, I just think these people are too much."

"Helping others is a matter of affection and not helping is a duty. Unfortunately, most people don't realize this."

Jiang Wan was telling the truth, which is why she didn't intend to help others in the first place.

They are all exiles, and they are not qualified to eat too well, otherwise they will have to be punished if they let that person know.

Hearing this, everyone was a little silent. It was raining endlessly, as if someone was splashing water from the sky.

"Go to bed earlier, you won't have the chance to sleep so well in the future."

Jiang Wan yawned to remind everyone, but everyone was worried.

That night, everyone except Jiang Wan didn't sleep well. When Jiang Wan got up early, she could still see Song Jiuli with two huge dark circles under her eyes.

"You were a thief last night?"

Jiang Wan thought to herself, she wasn't so haggard when she evacuated the Sixth Prince's Mansion.

"I'm afraid that others will steal our things."

Song Jiuli pouted at the back basket and wooden barrel, which contained their wild pork and dry food, and now everyone had nothing to eat.

Maybe someone is thinking about their things.

"Then watch carefully, I'll go outside to check the situation."

Jiang Wan went to the back kitchen to get some hot water to wash, and when she passed by, she found that there were not many things left in the kitchen.

Not to mention Wen Ruyu, even Pan Hongyan and the others can only eat simple food.

Ren Bang and the others could only drink thin porridge and water. Seeing Jiang Wan, Ren Bang subconsciously wanted to ask for her opinion.

"Ms. Song, if we set off, is it possible that the rain will stop?"

There was no strong wind outside, but it was raining heavily, and no one dared to get wet easily.

"Brother Ren, it's not that I want to avoid laziness, but that the current situation is special. If we force our way, few people will be able to persevere."

Jiang Wan is telling the truth, don't say that these exiles are already delicate and expensive, and they will become powerful bows.

Fearing that even these official errands would be unbearable by then, Ren Bang remained silent, "But we don't have much food."

"I think it's still the same as before. My family should send people to look for food outside."

Jiang Wan made a suggestion, but Ren Bang couldn't think of a better way, so he nodded and said:

"It seems that's the only way to do it."

"Brother Ren, this is the herbal medicine I picked before. Let the people in the kitchen make a medicinal soup. It's raining non-stop, so we have to prevent illness."

Jiang Wan is also thinking about herself, the inn is such a big place, if she has the flu, she can't escape by herself.

"it is good."

Ren Bang nodded in response, and quickly asked Jiang Wan how to do it, and then handed over the herbal medicine to the subordinates.

As soon as Jiang Wan returned to the Datong shop, she suddenly knelt down in front of her with a plop, which startled her.

After a closer look, it turned out to be Mrs. Song San.

"Jiang Wan, please, please save Brother Yang, he has a fever!"