a way to get some meat for Grandmother to eat."Don't you have it in your hand alreadySong Lao Er couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The person who used to only touch a piece of roast chicken from..."

Stop!

"

Although Huaxiao was reluctant, she still agreed with a twist of her wrist, "I'll try my best."

She took three steps and turned her head back to follow Wen Ru Yu out, glancing uneasily at Fu Ling inside the room.

Fuling scoffed, not taking her seriously. Someone who could be given away by the sixth prince at any time wouldn't even enter his heart!

Ginger did not know that the Sixth Prince had started scheming against them again, and they continued on their journey.

The little sprite suddenly spoke: "Master, we'll soon be passing by Yaowanggu."

The Sixth Prince they are in Yaowanggu.

Ginger lightly curled her lips, and said, "Let the sixth prince have his fun for a few days."

In a while, the Sixth Prince will get to experience the sourness of the antidote pill!

"Yes."

The little sprite gave a positive answer, Ginger Wan took it to heart. During lunch break, Song Jiuli cooked, while Madam Song was washing clothes.

She suddenly cried out and ran to Song Jiuci's face, nervously saying, "Jiuci, where are you hurt"

"No, Mother,"

Song Jiuxi shook his head in confusion. He was tending to the fire, made muddled by Song's mistress.

"But your clothes are obviously black, how did you get so much blood out of them!"

Song Dajie's eyes were welling up with tears, "Jiuchi, where are you hurt Tell me!"

Don't hide from us if you're in a hurry, your health is important.

"Mother, I'm really not hurt, but I've sweated a lot these past two days. It must be from the sweat."

Song Jiuci was a little dumbfounded. He knew if he was injured or not.

"Do you have red sweat"

Song Dajie cried out of anger, feeling her youngest son was thoughtless. She really wanted to pry open his skull and see what he was thinking.

"You really have red sweat, come, let me take your pulse."

Jiang Wan took out a square handkerchief and placed it on Song Jiu Ci's wrist, her fingertips resting on his pulse.

"Wan Wan, what's going on"

Song Dajiao's mouth was foaming with worry, wishing the pain were on her own body. She desperately hoped her child would be alright.

In a few breaths' time, Jiang Wan stopped her hands and calmly said, "This is a sign of an empty spirit and mind that cannot be controlled."

Have you been feeling fatigued lately And experiencing dry mouth and feelings of anxiety

"Yes."

Song Jiuchi's heart was pounding as he nervously darted his eyes around. He had been enduring it all, after all, he couldn't let his sister-in-law and the other women push the cart, could he

"Nine Chi, you brothers should rest for a bit. I'll push the cart."

On one side, Chen Ce spoke hurriedly. He was strong and pushing a cart wasn't difficult for him.

"

That won't do.

"

Song Jiuchili hastily refused and turned to Jiang Wan, saying: "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

"Shut up!"

Song Jiuli angrily shouted at him, "Second Brother, you can do it, and so can I. From now on, I'll be the one pushing the cart."

"I'm with Lier."

Lady Song sighed, tears welling up in her eyes, looking at Young Master Song with a heart full of pity.

"Hold on a moment."

Ginger tightened her lips, glanced at the concerned faces of her family, and said to Song Ji-cheol:

"Just so happens I have some medicinal herbs here, let me prescribe you some medicine. Five doses should cure you completely."

"Angelica sinensis ten grams, Atractylodes macrocephala ten grams..."

As she spoke, Ginger began taking medicine from the wooden box on the cart. She had been concocting medicines for years and didn't even need to use a scale.

With a small hand, she could grasp exactly the amount she wanted. Song Jiuli hurriedly took the stove and said:

"Sister-in-law, I'll go make the medicine."

Five bowls of water are boiled down to one.

Ginger nodded and handed the first package of medicine to Song Jiuli, then hurriedly grabbed five more packages and said to Song Jiuci:

If you're still sweating heavily after eating, you need to tell us.

"Mm-hmm, thanks, sister-in-law!"

Song Jiuchi pounded his head like garlic, he didn't know why, although his sister-in-law was gentle to them all, he was still a bit afraid of her.

Just like being afraid of the big brother once, that kind of reverence gradually carved into my bones.

"Besides, don't push the cart these two days."

Ginger turned to Chen Ce and said, "These two days might still be a bother to you, Big Brother Chen."

Of course, we'll use some food and everyday necessities as rewards. What do you think

This is a great opportunity to help their family, and Jiang Wan readily seized the chance.

"No, no need for that. You all helped us before, it's only right that I return the favor now."

Chen Ce hastily refused, subconsciously glancing at Song Jiu Yuan with the corner of his eye.

Song Jiubian tightened his face, “My wife says what she means, so don't refuse.”

"Yes yes yes."

Chen Ce only then agreed, feeling deeply touched inside, because he understood that this was Song's lady helping him.

"Wenhao, come, let's have some porridge."

Ginger pulled Chen Wenhao over, and Chen Wenhao thanked her in a milky voice. Suddenly, he whispered:

"Aunt, that person's eyes looked so scary at us."

He glanced at Ronnie in the distance, shrinking back in fright. Jiang Wan rubbed his little head.

Don't be afraid, your father and mother will protect you.

"And then there are those people, whose eyes Wenhao feared."

Chen Wenhao is a child, with very sensitive senses. Everyone in Lao Song's family loves to eat ginger-wrapped meat, but she remains indifferent.

But Chen Wenhao refused, so Jiang Wan used her body to block everyone's sight and gently fed him porridge.

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"Thank you, aunt."

"Sister, you drink too."

Ginger handed Mrs. Chen a bowl of rice porridge. She had specially added some dried squid, which smelled delicious. Mrs. Chen instinctively wanted to refuse.

Don't refuse me, these few days we need your husband to help us.

"Have a bite."

Chen Ce smiled and said something, Chen's wife then felt relieved. Ginger planned to let them eat with them for a while.

So even Chen Ce was given excellent food, Jiang Wan also gave them each a pair of shoes.

They had walked such a long way that their shoes were completely worn out, and you could even see their toes sticking out.

When Chen Wenhao received the shoes, he was especially happy, his little face full of smiles. “Auntie, you must be a fairy,”

"You're right, aren't you"

Jiang Wan put on shoes for him with gentle eyebrows and eyes. Song Jiubian, beside her, was lost in thought. No one disturbed this beautiful scene.

Before they even set off after the meal, Song Jiuci was drinking medicine when he saw a familiar carriage right in front of him.

"That seems to be Master Wen's carriage. Why are they back again"

Song Jiuli curled her lips, always feeling that Wen Ru Yu had ill intentions and always wanted to get close to the elder sister-in-law.

"Wouldn't you want to buy medicine from your sister-in-law again"

Song Jiuxi drank a mouthful of medicine, the bitterness almost making his eyebrows meet. But his eyes didn't blink, fixed on the carriage that was speeding towards them.

Song Jiuci lightly rubbed his fingertips, remained silent, but a storm was clearly brewing in his eyes.

It was him.

Jiang Wan was very sure. She skillfully loaded everything onto the cart, especially covering the medicinal herbs, and then sat calmly beside Song Jiu-Yuan.

The carriage stopped before them, a snowy white hand lifting the curtain to reveal Wen Yu’s familiar face.

What surprised Ginger, however, was that there was another person in the carriage, none other than Hua Xia who had been following the Sixth Prince for several days.on cared about Duan Yiniang's feelings, not even Shen Qian. As women, these people's actions made her heart turn cold."Where did Aunt Duan get the dry rations from"Song Jiuli muttered softly, in fact,...