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

"Hey! You bunch of lowly people, the stench on your body is making our master unable to sleep. Why don't you get out of here!"

"You stinky beggar, you're not worthy of living in the same village with us? You must be tired of living."

The knifemen beside him echoed.

Song Yuyu couldn't bear it anymore, so she entrusted her child to Xiaolan and stepped forward to confront her.

"What kind of world is this these days? How are we any different from you? You call us beggars, but what are you? How noble are you to eat from beggars?"

Song Yuyu's words resonated with everyone.

Everyone stood up, gathered around Song Yuyu, and confronted the other party.

The other party was not willing to be outdone and raised his knife to move forward.

Jiang Jinhe's heart suddenly tensed up when he saw this.

They are just a group of unarmed civilians. If a real fight breaks out, they will undoubtedly be the ones who suffer.

Jiang Jinhe quickly pulled Song Wenqin over there.

Among this group of people, only Song Wenqin has some real skills.

Just as Jiang Jinhe expected, the two groups exchanged a few words, and then the other side, relying on the knife, started fighting without saying a word.

Although they brought simple tools such as shovels, they were still at a disadvantage and were beaten back step by step.

Several suffered knife wounds.

Seeing this, Song Wenqin did not hesitate and rushed into the fight, using his strength to intimidate the opponent.

Jiang Jinhe didn't dare to get too close, for fear of causing trouble for Song Wenqin.

She hid behind a big tree, her eyes wide open, watching Song Wenqin casually snatch the knives from those people and quickly take care of an opponent.

It didn't take long before everyone was knocked to the ground.

At this moment, Jiang Jinhe truly realized how powerful Song Wenqin's skills were.

It seems that I have to find an opportunity to learn some real skills from him in the future.

This dispute, which was initiated by the other party, ended with their victory.

Jiang Jinhe stepped forward and arranged for someone to help the injured villagers to the back, while he said to the goateed man hiding behind his entourage:

"We are neither pariahs nor beggars, but refugees. Today I'm going to teach you a lesson. Don't mess with us again, or we'll be rude to you!"

Jiang Jinhe tried hard to look fierce, but her round face just couldn't produce a fierce look.

Song Wenqin suppressed his smile and stood behind her, giving those people a warning look.

Seeing that those people took a step back at the same time, Jiang Jinhe thought that he was the one who frightened them and couldn't help but feel secretly proud.

After driving away the gang, she turned around and cheered and celebrated with everyone.

After treating the wounded, Jiang Jinhe was thinking about how to get the taro back from the other party.

She suddenly felt a little annoyed. Why didn't she think of tying up all those people and exchanging them for their own property?

Thinking of this, Jiang Jinhe felt extremely regretful.

She hurried home to discuss countermeasures with Song Wenqin.

"Oh, my husband, I just remembered that we should tie those people up and get our things back!"

Jiang Jinhe slapped her thigh in regret.

Although she could accept losing her property due to not being able to defeat those people,

But now that we know we have the ability to subdue the other party, why not take the things back?

If he didn't take it back, Jiang Jinhe felt that he would feel bad about it later.

Seeing Jiang Jinhe's expectant eyes, Song Wenqin couldn't help laughing and asked:

"So how are you going to get your stuff back?"

Jiang Jinhe's eyes rolled, a plan came to mind, and he smiled cunningly:

"Hey, I have a way that doesn't require any effort."

Originally, Jiang Jinhe planned to let Song Wenqin go directly and forcefully get it back.

But the enemy not only had a large number of people but also had weapons. Even though Song Wenqin was a skilled martial artist, she would still feel bad if he got hurt.

She remembered the herbs she had picked on the mountain earlier and could use them to make a simple laxative.

Let them pull you so hard that you can't stand up, and you can win without fighting.

Moreover, Jiang Jinhe believed that the other party must still be holding a grudge against them because of the previous conflict.

In order to avoid endless trouble, she decided not to give the other party a chance to retaliate.

"What method?"

Song Wenqin was a little curious, but then shook his head and said:

"The secret cannot be revealed, so I'll go make some preparations first, and you can take me there quietly at night."

Jiang Jinhe turned around and went back to the house, busying himself with the medicinal herbs in his hand, thinking that the treasures he had collected earlier were finally useful.

She pulled Xiaolan over, and the two of them started to fiddle with the medicinal powder together. Soon, a simple version of the "unblocking medicine" came out steaming hot.

Jiang Jinhe carefully packed the medicine, and while Song Wenqin was using light skills to bring her closer to the target, she found an opportunity to quietly sprinkle the medicine powder into the pot, with just enough to ensure that the other party would "enjoy" it to their heart's content.

Fearing that the old man would not eat the food provided by the people, Jiang Jinhe deliberately went around to the outside of his tent to investigate. Sure enough, there was another pot of different food with a fragrant aroma.

After the powder was applied, Jiang Jinhe waited outside for a while. Then, she heard an angry roar from inside. She was sure that the man would never give up, and she was secretly proud of her foresight.

Only by taking the lead can you take the initiative, otherwise you can only be the passive opponent.

Jiang Jinhe was glad that he acted in time, otherwise he might have become a fish at the mercy of others in an instant.

Under Song Wenqin's cover, the two returned to the camp quietly and waited for the reaction from the other side.

On the way, Song Wenqin quietly observed Jiang Jinhe, who was secretly delighted. She looked like a mouse that had stolen some oil. Her funny look was mixed with a bit of childish mischief, which made him laugh, as if he was indulging his own child's mischief.

After returning home, everyone enjoyed the dinner carefully prepared by Yu Yu and Xiao Lan, which was warm and satisfying.

As night fell and others were preparing to go to bed, Jiang Jinhe pulled Song Wenqin, looking forward to the "good show" over there.

As expected, the noise from the camp opposite began to rise and was clearly audible before we could fall asleep.

"What's making such a commotion in the middle of the night? Can't we get some sleep?" someone murmured in dissatisfaction, but Jiang Jinhe couldn't hide the smile on his face.

On the other side, the entire camp was in chaos, and people were groaning and holding their stomachs.

"Ouch, no, my stomach hurts so much, I have to take care of it quickly!"

"No, I want to vomit, wow——"

"I can't hold it in any longer, it's almost too late!"

Jiang Jinhe pestered Song Wenqin to take her to have a look. Song Wenqin was very sharp-eyed and knew the situation over there very well. He was reluctant at first, but he could not resist Jiang Jinhe's nagging.

In the end, Song Wenqin had no choice but to put his arms around her waist and climb onto a nearby big tree.

The cover of night gave them ample concealment.

Looking down from the tree, I saw that the camp below was in chaos, everyone was vomiting and having diarrhea, no one was spared, even the old man hid behind the tent to solve his "personal problems".