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

The original owner's husband was indeed a good man. He had a strong body, was taciturn but thoughtful, and had an extraordinary status. Judging from how they got along, he was an ideal partner.

It would be a wise choice to work together with them to overcome the difficulties before everything is stable.

Jiang Jinhe was thinking while working hard. Because it required manpower to carry the soil, he only took a small amount of soil samples.

As long as it is enough for experiments, it is enough.

After working for a long time, everyone stopped when the sky turned pale.

The next morning, everyone in their dreams were pulled back to reality by bursts of noise, and found that they were surrounded by thick white fog.

The first scream, heard from nowhere, was like a stone thrown into a lake, and fear quickly spread among the crowd.

Lin Shen was the first to recover from his shock. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, gathered everyone together, and tried his best to calm everyone's emotions.

Song Wenqin was not idle either. He quietly woke up Jiang Jinhe who was still deep in his dream.

Because of the night's hard work, Jiang Jinhe slept very deeply. When he was woken up, he couldn't even open his eyes. He mumbled, "Hmm... Let me take a nap for five more minutes, give me five more minutes."

Song Wenqin listened to this dreamlike request, feeling helpless and doting.

"My lady, my lady, wake up."

The familiar call finally penetrated the fog and awakened Jiang Jinhe's consciousness.

Suddenly, she remembered that she was still living in this ancient era, and she couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

Jiang Jinhe sat up straight in disappointment, rubbed his eyes, yawned and asked: "Husband, what's the matter?"

Song Wenqin's tone was a little hurried: "There's a thick fog outside, it's all white, and now you can't see anything. Lord Lin asked everyone to gather together."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinhe immediately jumped out of bed, lifted the door curtain and looked outside.

The scene before her amazed her - visibility was no more than two steps, and there were only vague voices in her ears, but no human figures in sight.

She had never seen such thick fog. Even when encountering fog in the mountains, the visibility distance was always more than ten meters. In comparison, today's fog seemed to have life.

Song Wenqin followed closely behind and reminded, "Master Lin and the others are still over there, let's go over there quickly."

"Row."

Jiang Jinhe took his hand and was about to move forward, but found that Song Wenqin did not move. She turned around and looked at him, his face was blurred in the fog.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

Song Wenqin hurriedly shook his head and followed her pace: "Nothing, I'll lead the way."

He quickened his pace and walked ahead, but his ears were quietly flushed.

Jiang Jinhe's mind was full of the cause of the fog, and she didn't notice anything unusual about him.

This fog may be the combined effect of air, temperature and humidity, as well as the valley terrain.

At the foot of the mountain, next to the water, fog is easy to form, but it was not very cold last night, so such heavy fog was abnormal.

This mountain might be hiding secrets that she doesn't know about.

While Jiang Jinhe was lost in thought, Song Wenqin had already led her to where the crowd gathered.

Lin Shen caught a glimpse of the two people's tightly clasped hands, his eyes dimmed slightly, and then he hid them.

Only Song Wenqin, who is also a man, caught this subtlety.

The surrounding discussions brought Jiang Jinhe back to her senses. She realized the looks they were giving her and quickly said, "Don't worry, everyone. This is a natural phenomenon and it's not harmful to your safety. Let's just wait for sunrise and the fog to clear before continuing on our journey."

Jiang Jinhe's words were like a sedative, and the crowd gradually calmed down.

Unknowingly, Jiang Jinhe has become a support in everyone's hearts.

Fortunately, after two hours, light appeared in the sky and the fog gradually dissipated, no longer hindering the journey.

At that moment, everyone suddenly realized that perhaps those who disappeared in the mountains were unable to return because they were lost in the fog and couldn't find their way.

This realization was like a gust of wind, blowing away everyone's fear of Lingshan.

Jiang Jinhe stood up and told everyone to pack their bags and set off again.

At this moment, Lin Shen’s specially made tools are particularly valuable.

While walking, Jiang Jinhe determined the direction and explained the significance of each step, which turned it into an outdoor survival class, thanks to her previous habit of sharing.

Both Lin Shen and all the refugees listened attentively.

Suddenly, her steps came to a halt and she raised her hand to signal everyone to stop. The air was filled with the scent of a lurking wild beast.

"Be careful, there may be large beasts around." Jiang Jinhe stroked the standing hairs and spoke in a serious tone.

Everyone was silent. Jiang Jinhe's words were like a stone falling on water, stirring up waves. Then, a low roar came from the side.

"Roar!"

A colorful tiger slowly emerged from the fog, and the crowd immediately fell into chaos.

Song Wenqin quickly stood to one side, protecting everyone's retreat, while he faced the beast alone.

Although Jiang Jinhe had encountered a tiger in the wild before, he was in the car at that time and could escape at any time.

Now that his feet are on the ground, how can a man match the speed of a tiger?

What's more, with so many people involved, casualties are inevitable in the conflict.

However, what surprised Jiang Jinhe was that after the refugees were briefly panicked, some people actually stood up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Song Wenqin.

"Haha, such a big tiger must have at least several hundred kilograms of meat. Let's rush over and catch it and share the food. We will never have to worry about having no meat to eat in the future!"

Jiang Jinhe witnessed that many people were inspired by these words and actually stood up to confront Hu.

She knew that Song Wenqin had some knowledge of martial arts, but she didn't know the extent of his strength.

Most of the refugees are ordinary people, how can they fight against the tiger?

She was eager to dissuade them, but they were blinded by the imaginary "meat" and refused to turn back no matter how Jiang Jinhe persuaded them.

Finally, the tiger seemed unable to bear the provocation of such a tiny creature and pounced suddenly.

Song Wenqin rushed forward with the big knife drawn from the officer's waist, and several refugees actually joined him. The outcome is self-evident.

Song Wenqin was safe and sound, but several refugees were knocked away by the tiger's paw, fell to the ground, vomited blood, and lost consciousness.

This scene caused everyone to panic.

In a flash, Song Wenqin was left to deal with the tiger alone. After a few rounds, he was accidentally hit on the back and staggered a few steps.

Seeing this, Lin Shen pushed away the officers and soldiers who were protecting him, and stepped forward with his sword to help.

Jiang Jinhe quickly organized people to carry the wounded away from the battlefield and watched from afar, worried about the battle between the two.

But her worries seemed unnecessary. Song Wenqin and Lin Shen worked together in perfect harmony. They quickly left several wounds on the tiger's body, staining the ground with blood, and finally subdued it.

The refugees cheered, surrounded the dead tiger, and started talking about it.

"This is such a big tiger. If we divide it up, everyone can get a lot of meat!"

A voice suddenly interrupted, and the air was as quiet as if frozen. A few people echoed in a low voice, and Lin Shen immediately took over the conversation.

"After all, this giant insect is Master Shu's spoils of war, so it's naturally up to him to decide how to deal with it."

The few people who were chattering just now immediately shut up in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinhe hurried out to ease the atmosphere.

"We'll discuss this later. The atmosphere here is too hot and humid. If we attract other ferocious beasts, it will be troublesome. Let's drag the tiger away quickly and talk in a quiet place."