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

At the same time, Song Yuyu shouted for help, attracting refugees scattered around.

Jiang Jinhe was stopped from sliding down by a large rock. Even though he tried his best to protect his head, his forehead was still injured.

Blood was flowing down his face, making him look extremely miserable.

At this moment, Jiang Jinhe's mind was echoing with the scene of pulling Song Yuyu just now. If she had not been pregnant, she would never have fallen like this.

Although this body has become a little thinner recently, it still feels heavy.

It was indeed because she had not estimated the strength and distance correctly that she failed and fell.

Jiang Jinhe covered her head and climbed up with a grin on her face. Song Wenqin had already walked quickly to her side.

"My lady, how do you feel? Does it hurt a lot?"

Song Wenqin saw that Jiang Jinhe's hands and face were covered in blood, but there were no wounds. He felt that the head injury must be serious.

Jiang Jinhe waved his hands, took a deep breath and said:

"It's okay, it's just a superficial wound, nothing serious."

Song Wenqin helped Jiang Jinhe to stand up. Jiang Jinhe checked herself and found that she was only slightly injured on her forehead, and the rest of her body was fine. She politely declined Song Wenqin's suggestion to carry her on his back.

"No, husband, I can walk, you just need to support me."

As the two climbed up the slope, all the refugees had gathered.

Song Yuyu explained the whole story, and the soldiers were pushed to the periphery by the emotional refugees.

"Is Madam Jiang okay?"

When the two appeared, everyone immediately asked them with concern.

Jiang Jinhe glanced at the soldiers squeezed outside, then shook his head and replied:

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

She pointed to the yam and said:

"There's a kind of food underground called yam, similar to taro, and very filling. Let's start digging."

Seeing everyone start fighting, Jiang Jinhe thought for a moment and added softly:

"You can eat yam raw, but some people may be allergic to it and may experience itching, diarrhea, or vomiting, so everyone should be careful."

The refugees looked at each other and understood Jiang Jinhe's intention - they could eat while digging.

The crowd was excited for a while.

After Jiang Jinhe finished speaking, he gave Song Wenqin a look.

Song Wenqin suppressed the anger in his chest.

After digging enough yams, they returned as usual, but this time, Jiang Jinhe and Song Wenqin did not return to their residence with the refugees, but went straight to the county government office.

Jiang Jinhe is going to file a complaint.

The county magistrate was surprised to see Jiang Jinhe's face covered in blood.

"Oh, what's going on?"

Jiang Jinhe stated the incident directly, and concluded:

"I beg you to punish those soldiers severely and give me justice."

"Humph, Madam Jiang, what you said is really ridiculous. Who do you think you are? How dare you speak like that?"

The county magistrate sipped his tea leisurely, his eyes full of contempt for Jiang Jinhe.

"Mrs. Jiang, you should recognize your own position and not ask for trouble."

"Don't think too highly of yourself just because I call you Madam. You're just a refugee. I haven't even investigated the crime of trespassing into the county government office yet!"

The county magistrate threatened lightly.

Jiang Jinhe was stunned and felt completely disappointed with the county magistrate.

In the end, he was expelled from the house by the county magistrate's men.

"Come on, come on, I'm just a refugee. Do you really think you're some big shot?"

When the gatekeeper chased them away, his expression was as contemptuous as the county magistrate's.

Before leaving, she pushed Jiang Jinhe, but fortunately Song Wenqin calmed her down in time.

"you!"

Song Wenqin wanted to fight back, but was stopped by Jiang Jinhe.

"Husband! We can't defeat him now. We have to take a long-term approach."

They are at a disadvantage and have many refugees relying on them, so they must not act on impulse.

Deep inside the county government office, as Jiang Jinhe and Song Yuyu disappeared, several figures quietly emerged from the room. They were none other than the group of attendants who had accompanied them up the mountain that day. If the two women were still there, they would surely be able to identify them at a glance.

"Sir, that village woman is becoming more and more arrogant. She even dares to tell you what to do!" The man who had touched Song Yuyu before now had a flattering smile on his face, and his words were full of flattery.

Upon hearing this, the county magistrate paused with the teacup in his hand and placed it heavily on the table.

"Hmph, I've repeatedly warned you to be cautious and avoid trouble, yet you're still so reckless?" He frowned, his tone tinged with anger. The man was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but the county magistrate raised his hand to interrupt him.

"No need to say more. Go and retrieve the food before they notice. Don't delay."

"Yes, sir!" Several people received the order and immediately filed out.

The next day, Jiang Jinhe and his team returned to the mountains to dig yam, but found the scene in a mess.

"What happened? All the yams are gone?"

"Oh my god, who did this? They dug up all our yams!"

Today Jiang Jinhe deliberately brought more people with him, hoping to return with a full load, but he didn't expect that everyone would be heartbroken when they saw this scene.

Soon, some people in the crowd pointed their fingers at the soldiers who had accompanied them yesterday.

"It must have been done secretly by those soldiers yesterday!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone believed them without a doubt.

"Yes, it's them! They were rude to Madam Jiang yesterday, just to take over the food!"

"That county magistrate must be behind this! Otherwise, how could they be so bold and presumptuous?"

"We can't just let this go! Let's go to the county government and demand justice for everyone. Have them return the grain!"

Seeing that the refugees were very emotional, Jiang Jinhe hurried to calm them down.

At this moment, they are in a weak position and have to rely on the other party to provide shelter. Once a conflict occurs, they will undoubtedly be the victims.

"Please calm down and listen to me!"

Jiang Jinhe called out loudly, and the crowd gradually calmed down, with their eyes focused on her.

"Everyone, please be patient. The truth of the matter is still unclear, so please don't jump to conclusions. I will definitely find out the truth and give you an explanation. Fortunately, we had a good harvest yesterday, enough to sustain us for several days. Our top priority now is to find more food."

Seeing that everyone was in a stable mood, Jiang Jinhe felt slightly relieved and then gave orders.

"I'll investigate this matter, rest assured. Now, let's divide into our original groups and continue searching for other food."

After everything was arranged, Jiang Jinhe pulled Song Wenqin up and whispered to him away from the crowd.

"My dear husband, what is your opinion on this matter?"

Song Wenqin said firmly: "Everyone's speculation is not without reason. The county magistrate must have a conspiracy."

Jiang Jinhe nodded in agreement, and thinking back to the county magistrate's abnormal attitude yesterday, he became even more confused.

"But at this point we shouldn't engage in direct conflict. We need to find another strategy."

Jiang Jinhe fell into deep thought. Song Wenqin looked at her focused profile and thought to himself that she had become very different from before. It would be great if she could always maintain this courage and wisdom.

The trip yielded little, and everyone returned disappointed.

As soon as he stepped into his own yard, the eldest family and their ten-year-old son Hu Zi knelt in front of him, as if they had something to ask for.

"Third brother, third brother, come and see your nephew. He's been vomiting and having diarrhea since yesterday, and today he's completely unconscious. You need to help him out with some advice!"

Zhang Xiuqin wiped her tears and snot as she spoke, but Song Wenqin responded coldly.

"I'm not a doctor, what's the point of looking for me?"

When Boss Song heard this, he became furious.

"Third brother, what are you saying? Hu Zi is your nephew!"