The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

Although the village chief mobilized the villagers, many of them were reluctant and dissatisfied with Jiang Jinhe, so most of them just went through the motions. Only the pregnant Song Yuyu was anxiously looking around, and her appearance frightened others.

Several women advised: "Yuyu, you should stop running around while you're pregnant. It might be dangerous if something happens to you."

However, seeing how perfunctory everyone was, Song Yuyu was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Aunt, the night bell is almost ringing, and I still haven't seen my third sister-in-law. She might have run into some trouble. I have to go find her quickly!"

As soon as Song Yuyu finished speaking, she didn't say any more. She held the torch high, gently protected her bulging belly with one hand, and took a few big steps into the night, disappearing without a trace.

The flame flickered in the dark night, looking extremely fragile, as if it would be swallowed by the huge mouth of the night at any time.

The others just searched perfunctorily a few times, and finally gathered together and rushed to the village chief's house.

On the other side, Jiang Jinhe felt more and more cold air seeping into his bones as he sat in the cave. The night in the valley was already bone-chilling, and the silence made the tiny sounds of small animals particularly clear.

Finally, Jiang Jinhe couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up with a few taro in his arms, determined to find a way out by himself and not just sit and wait.

Although it was just getting dark, the night in ancient times was completely free of light pollution. It was so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

She stuck her head out of the hole. Thanks to the moonlight, she blinked her eyes and finally could vaguely see the outlines of the dark tree trunks around her.

"Jiang Jinhe, try harder! You will definitely be safe!" After encouraging herself, she took a deep breath and then groped her way forward.

In the dim moonlight, the road conditions under her feet were unclear. She could only hold on to the tree carefully and move forward bit by bit.

Fortunately, it is not midsummer, otherwise there might be snakes coiled on the branches.

When he thought of this, Jiang Jinhe couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Although I have encountered these slippery and cold creatures many times during my experience of surviving in the wild, I was lucky enough to avoid them every time, and even tasted snake meat when I was in desperate situations.

However, the fear deep in her heart still made her shudder.

How many girls would like this slippery and cold thing?

His thoughts drifted away, and Jiang Jinhe quickly brought his mind back to focus on escaping the predicament.

But the more anxious you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

Just as she was leaning against a tree and about to step onto a large rock, the rock surface was covered with moss or something else, and her feet slipped and she fell straight down.

Jiang Jinhe tried her best to protect her head and body. After rolling around, she felt severe pain all over her body.

Fortunately, I got up to check and found that apart from some minor skin injuries, he was fine.

I found myself fallen into a ditch. I looked up and saw that the moonlight was still hazy.

But it was pitch black all around and I couldn't see anything.

"Oh my god, this is so unlucky! I can't see anything. How am I supposed to climb up?"

Jiang Jinhe muttered to himself, looked around, and was about to move forward when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

"Ouch!" A shrill cry pierced the night sky. It turned out that he had twisted his foot.

She was almost crying.

I sat down with difficulty and touched my ankle, which was already swollen like a bun.

This twist is probably not easy. It would be better to stay in the cave as before, Jiang Jinhe muttered to himself.

At this time, a sound came from far away and became clearer and clearer.

Jiang Jinhe suddenly became nervous. Could it be that a wild beast was approaching?

After all, he still had wounds on his body. It was hard for wild animals to find food these days. What if they were attracted by the smell of blood...

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became. She turned toward the source of the sound and asked in a trembling voice, "Who's there?"

"it's me."

The familiar male voice was like a refreshing rain after a long drought, making Jiang Jinhe's eyes warm and tears well up.

"Woooooooo..."

In the darkness, Song Wenqin's ears caught the sobbing sound, his heartstrings suddenly tightened, and his steps unconsciously quickened.

"What happened? Are you hurt?"

He approached quickly, knelt down, and spoke with anxiety.

Although the night obscured his expression, the nervousness was clearly conveyed to Jiang Jinhe through his tone, causing a warmth to rise in her heart.

It's really good to feel that someone cares about you.

This warmth was like a catalyst, allowing the previously suppressed grievances and fears to find an outlet for release.

"Well, husband, I just accidentally slipped down and sprained my ankle."

Her voice was mixed with unconcealable sobs and a hint of imperceptible coquettishness, which made Song Wenqin feel an inexplicable surge of strange emotions in his heart.

Jiang Jinhe herself was also surprised by this unexpected change. Her originally clear and pleasant voice became even more delicate and innocent because of a hint of weakness.

She has never played such a weak role and has always presented herself as a strong woman. This transformation is new to her.

Both of them were a little uncomfortable with this subtle atmosphere, but the pain in his feet made Jiang Jinhe come back to his senses quickly.

She coughed lightly and said in a normal tone: "Husband, I sprained my foot. Can you help me stand up?"

Without waiting for an answer, Song Wenqin silently stepped forward, helped her up, then squatted down and looked at Jiang Jinhe's expression carefully.

"Come up, I'll carry you back."

Jiang Jinhe was stunned, thinking that she probably weighed more than 150 pounds. Song Wenqin wanted to carry her back?

Seeing her hesitation, Song Wenqin gently urged her, and Jiang Jinhe slowly lay on his back.

With his hands firmly wrapped around her legs, Song Wenqin slowly stood up.

Jiang Jinhe subconsciously hugged his neck tightly, admiring his ability to walk steadily in the dark.

The body temperature of the two was transmitted through the clothes. Jiang Jinhe felt Song Wenqin's broad and warm back and felt extremely safe.

But for Song Wenqin, the softness on his back made him feel a little strange.

After making sure it was safe, Jiang Jinhe suddenly remembered the taro in her arms. She loosened one hand, took it out, and showed Song Wenqin a taro covered in mud.

"Look, my dear, I found some food called taro. It's both filling and delicious. I dug it up nearby. Tomorrow morning, we can bring more people to dig. There should be a lot left."

She spoke excitedly, but Song Wenqin remained silent, only smiling in response. She then smiled and joked:

"Husband, why aren't you talking? Do you think I'm too heavy to carry?"

Song Wenqin hurriedly shook his head. Jiang Jinhe leaned his head against his ear, feeling the other's messy hair gently rubbing against his cheek.

"No, you're not heavy. I'm listening. Go ahead."

So, Jiang Jinhe continued to talk non-stop. The conversation between the two made the journey home seem short.

Jiang Jinhe realized that Song Wenqin's breathing had not been disordered while carrying her on his back all the way, and she couldn't help but look at his strong physique with a different eye.

When the two returned to the top of the slope, they were greeted by a dazzling fire. When everyone saw them return, they first squinted their eyes to adapt to the light, and then there was silence.