The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

"How can I not be angry? Look at those ungrateful people. I gave them so much rice, and they didn't even help me?"

Song Zhuxin angrily pushed Huo Ziyuan away and said, "It's all because of you. If it weren't for you, would I come here and suffer their bullying?"

Seeing Song Zhuxin's face full of anger, Zuo Kexin was delighted and smiled as she pulled Song Zhuxin and said, "Sister Song, don't be angry.

The vixen is Leng Zhou's brother's fiancée, so none of the brothers and sisters in the village dare to disobey her.

Let's go to the kitchen and tell Uncle Mo how much rice to cook tonight. All the rice is yours, and you have the final say. You can withhold it from anyone you want."

"Miss Xin'er, are you serious? Then I don't want to give it to Lu Zhitao first."

Song Zhuxin's mood improved a little as she was pulled away by Zuo Kexin. She didn't notice Zuo Kexin's evasive look.

"Xin'er, you..." Huo Ziyuan staggered after being pushed by Song Zhuxin. He tried to hold on to the door frame but failed and fell to the ground.

He sat on the ground and looked at his wife's back without turning back. He thought indignantly in his heart that women are so fickle.

Some time ago, he thought his wife had changed for the better, but she became even more aggressive and stingy.

He felt very uncomfortable that he was pushed to the ground in front of these stupid villagers.

She was not like this before. When she first got married, her heart and eyes were full of him, and she always flattered him.

Even though he didn't like her and always ignored her, she still cooked soup and various delicacies to please him.

Later, the Huo family was exiled, and she thought her parents would take her home. For the first time, she told him in a firm voice that she wanted a divorce.

She said that since he didn't like her, she would divorce him and would not go to exile with him to suffer.

At that time, he was beaten to death and had several broken ribs. He had no time to care whether she should break up or stay.

But no one from the Song family came to pick her up, so she had to be exiled with the Huo family.

Especially when he learned in prison that it was the Song family who framed their Huo family, he was even more displeased with her.

But he didn't deliberately waste her time. After all, she was exiled with him, and she kept her head down and remained silent along the way.

She didn't care about his life or death along the way, and even if he was paralyzed on one side, she didn't take care of him.

Then one day she suddenly changed, becoming lively, cheerful and capable. Not only did she take care of him closely, she also secretly gave him spiritual spring water and food.

She took care of him meticulously and was also very good to her family, but she disliked her cousin, which led to them gradually distancing themselves from her.

He thought his wife had become a better person, but... Thinking of this, Huo Ziyuan raised his eyes again to look for Lu Zhitao.

At first glance, she was seen sitting in the main seat, happily eating the delicious potatoes and wolf meat stew.

He fell to the ground with such a loud noise, but she didn't see it?

This cousin has liked him since she was a child and has always wanted to marry him, and he doesn't reject her.

She just wasn't happy with the arrangements made by her grandmother and father, and they were always unpleasant to her, but she seemed not to notice.

Later, the emperor granted him a marriage, but after the wedding, his cousin returned to the Shangshu Mansion, which made him even more unhappy. So he neglected his new wife for her.

Half a year later, his grandmother and father died one after another, and the entire Huo family was exiled. His cousin resolutely delivered food along the way.

But now you pretend not to see him fall?

So he asked angrily: "Tao...cousin, didn't you see your cousin fall down?"

"Oh! Mr. Huo, why are you sitting on the ground? Where is your wife? Why don't the Huo family help you up?" Lu Zhitao asked with a smile.

She sat there and continued eating, with no intention of coming over to help him, nor did she call for anyone to help him.

Huo Ziyuan looked at Lu Zhitao with a gloomy look. Can people really change so quickly?

He looked at Lu Zhitao disappointedly, "Cousin, you were not like this before. You used to be kind, sensible, and of noble character."

"Tao'er, quickly call someone to help Ziyuan up." Old Madam Huo ordered Lu Zhitao as usual.

"Cousin, go help my third brother up. My eldest sister-in-law sees that he is in great pain."

"Lu Zhitao, you saw my third brother fall to the ground and didn't help him. You were still eating. Why are you like this now? My third brother used to get a little bruised..."

Lu Zhitao swallowed the food in his mouth and interrupted Huo Wanyu: "Yes, I used to be kind, sensible and moral.

But I am bullied and oppressed by you all day long, and I am also being held morally hostage by you. Now that I have no morals, what can you use to hold me hostage?"

"..."

Huo Ziyuan and his sister never dreamed that Lu Zhitao would say this, leaving them at a loss for words.

"Tao'er, eat more." Mo Lengzhou picked up the potatoes from his bowl and gave them to Lu Zhitao, saying in a gentle voice.

"Thank you, I still need to save room for rice!" Lu Zhitao used chopsticks to stop Mo Lengzhou from giving her any more potatoes.

He glanced at Huo Ziyuan, who was lying in a mess on the ground, with cold eyes. How could such a person be worthy of her sympathy?

Seeing the two men pushing each other shamelessly, the Huo family could only endure the pain in their backs and help Huo Ziyuan up.

Mrs. Huo and her three daughters sat in the corner, looking coldly at the Huo family members who were struggling to support Huo Ziyuan.

Under normal circumstances, she would definitely rush over to help, but now she wouldn't do that.

In the capital, the study of the Song Mansion.

"Dad, the secret guards we sent out are back." The eldest son of the Song family said in a low voice. Even in his own study, he was cautious.

"What did they say? Have they found Xin'er?" Mr. Song's voice was very anxious, and he didn't look like a father who didn't care about his daughter.

"No, they said that the escorting officials, Xin'er, and the Huo family were separated by refugees at the border of Liangzhou. The Huo family disappeared without a trace."

"Ah! If I had known this would happen, I should have first settled my heart in Lin'an City."

"Dad, how can I blame you for this? We never expected the gates of Lin'an City to be closed!"

"What's the situation outside now?" Mr. Song asked, avoiding the heavy topic of his daughter.

"Right now, wealthy families with food can still enter the city safely. In a few days, the gates of the capital should be closed!

The capital is in such a state of turmoil, I can only imagine that the refugees outside are just being robbed."

"The government doesn't care?"

"Dad, don't blame the government for not doing anything. How do they do it? Are they going to send robbers to jail?

The refugees were very happy because the prison provided shelter from the wind and frost and provided food, which was much better than their lives.

If someone were arrested and sent to jail, everyone would be vying to be sent there, so no government office would dare to do this."

"Ah! This is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. As a father, I shouldn't have taken sides first. It has caused your sister to be unable to return home!"

"Dad, don't blame yourself too much. My sister was willing to marry Huo Ziyuan. She won't blame you even if she gets what she wants." The eldest son of the Song family said in a gentle voice.