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

Occasionally I heard a few words from the bandits,

Unfortunately, these conversations did not reveal any usable information.

On the way, Jiang Jinhe confirmed the rumors. Whenever there was water, leeches could be seen wriggling.

Because of its inconspicuous color, most people were unaware of it, only the bandits looked disgusted.

In the past, Jiang Jinhe was disgusted and afraid of these creatures, but after tasting their unique flavor, they were just ordinary food to her.

The bandits imprisoned everyone in the dungeon, left after saying some harsh words, and then left.

"Wash yourself and wait to be eaten."

He completely ignored the psychological trauma these words brought to the people present.

After being imprisoned in the dungeon, everyone was panicked, hugged each other and cried, and some even began to make arrangements for their funeral.

If we really cannot escape the fate of being eaten and no one is spared, what is the point of talking about our legacy now?

Jiang Jinhe said nothing and concentrated on taking care of the seriously injured Song Wenqin.

He had not yet recovered from the poisoning and had suffered new injuries, so his face was extremely pale.

In this situation, Jiang Jinhe had no intention of chatting with others.

But peace is always disturbed by waves. Jiang Jinhe wants peace, but others don't allow it.

As soon as the bandits left, the first and second branches of the Song family started to stir up trouble.

"Third brother of the Jiang family, you are quite capable on a daily basis, why don't you think of a way to save people?"

"Yeah, get us all out of here quickly, or we'll all become the bandits' meal!"

"Mom, I don't want to be eaten, mom, save me! Wuuwu..."

Hu Zi was also unwilling to be lonely, so he cried and fanned the flames.

He was making the most noise just now, but was slapped several times by the bandits. His nose and eyes were swollen like a pig's, but he was still crying.

Jiang Jinhe was taking Song Wenqin's pulse, his brows furrowed, and he ignored him.

Zhang Xiuqin took advantage of the situation and questioned Jiang Jinhe angrily while holding her young son in her arms.

"You are so powerful, why did you let us be captured? Are you trying to get rid of us?"

Jiang Jinhe didn't stop taking Zhang Xiuqin's pulse, but glanced at her sideways, feeling a little surprised.

How could this woman be so clever today as to fan the flames and instigate others?

Jiang Jinhe let go of his hand only after confirming that Song Wenqin was not seriously injured.

He turned to face the crowd and asked in a cold voice, seeing that they were all staring at him.

"Do you all think so too? Do you think we're taking this opportunity to abandon you?"

Except for the first and second wives of the Song family, everyone else shook their heads in denial, and someone even shouted:

"No, we never speculated in that way."

"If you really wanted to abandon us all, you should have just run away. Why fight to this extent?"

"That's right. With Third Brother's skills, it should have been easy for him to escape with the three of you. How could it have taken so long? He was seriously injured and vomited so much blood."

"Miss Jiang, that elder sister doesn't speak with her brain. Don't take it to heart. We didn't mean that at all." Everyone's words were full of sincerity, without a trace of falsehood.

The look they gave Zhang Xiuqin also revealed a hint of disapproval.

Jiang Jinhe turned his head with satisfaction, glanced at Zhang Xiuqin, and a teasing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that everyone has a scale in their hearts, but some people are blind and unclear."

She looked at Song Wenqin who was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing, and then signaled Zhang Xiuqin, who was still about to argue, to be silent.

"If you want to live, shut your stinky mouth or I'll sew it up for you myself!"

Jiang Jinhe's eyes were sharp, and Zhang Xiuqin shrank back in fear. She hugged the child and stopped talking.

Xie Xiaofang on the side completely ignored Jiang Jinhe's warning and continued to whisper in Zhang Xiuqin's ear, occasionally glancing in Jiang Jinhe's direction.

The look in his eyes showed that he was gossiping.

How could Jiang Jinhe allow her to do this? Without saying a word, he stepped forward and slapped her left and right.

The crisp sound of slapping echoed in the dungeon, adding a sense of solemnity to the already silent space.

Even Hu Zi, who was crying in Zhang Xiuqin's arms, was frightened into silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Jinhe, her voice was as cold as ice.

"I told you to be quiet! Are you deaf? Who did my man get hurt just now because he was trying to save him? Have you forgotten? From now on, if I hear you talking too much again, don't blame me for throwing you and your wife out together!"

Before leaving, Jiang Jinhe patted the frightened Yingzi's head and rubbed it gently, then returned to sit next to Song Wenqin.

In the dim dungeon, no one noticed, but when Jiang Jinhe said the words "my man", Song Wenqin's heart trembled slightly.

Although Jiang Jinhe always liked to call him affectionately, he never did so in front of outsiders.

An indescribable softness and warmth surged in Song Wenqin's heart, and a smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of his mouth.

During the melee just now, Song Wenqin was trying to rescue Song Laoer and was accidentally stabbed in the shoulder.

This injury was the root cause of his subsequent rapid defeat.

Many villagers witnessed this scene.

The dungeon fell completely silent.

Occasionally, someone would secretly observe the first and second branches of the Song family, exchanging contemptuous glances.

In an inconspicuous corner, Xie Xiaofang glared at Jiang Jinhe fiercely.

Yingzi wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally did not dare to open her mouth.

Song Lao Er looked cowardly and couldn't say a word in rebuttal.

The bandits outside heard the quarrel and looked out, but when they saw that no one was fighting, they ignored it.

Jiang Jinhe had no time to care about these things. She was concentrating on protecting Song Wenqin and it was not appropriate to disturb his breathing at this moment.

The knife wounds on Song Wenqin's body were only treated simply. After he had recovered his breath, she still had to bandage his wounds immediately. She had no extra energy to pay attention to those bystanders.

When Jiang Jinhe's eyes completely adjusted to the darkness, she noticed the smile on Song Wenqin's lips.

She found it a little unbelievable. How could she fall asleep and even dream while meditating?

What delicious food did you dream about that made you laugh?

Jiang Jinhe decided that after bandaging his wound, he would ask clearly.

Jiang Jinhe was lost in thought when she looked up and happened to see Song Wenqin's eyes slowly opening.

She suddenly came to her senses, quickly took Yu Yu by her side, and wrapped the wound again with the clean cloth she had just torn off.

Unfortunately, all their food and medicine were robbed. Faced with such deep wounds, if they had some ointment, they would have recovered faster and would not have to worry so much about infection.

Song Wenqin felt a little embarrassed. He avoided Jiang Jinhe and just stared at his own injuries silently.

"Husband, what should we do? With so many people here, are we really going to sit and wait for those evil people to eat us alive?" Jiang Jinhe asked while bandaging the wound.

Jiang Jinhe has never been a person who would accept things passively. Although he had some plans in his mind, he still wanted to hear Song Wenqin's opinion.

The two discussed in low voices, Yu Yu hugged the child and Xiao Lan close to them.

After a long discussion, there was no result.

Song Wenqin was helpless for the moment and could only pin his hopes on Jiang Jinhe.

They spent the night in a cold dungeon.

The next morning, the roar of the bandits broke the silence of the dungeon.

The light suddenly burst in, and everyone squinted their eyes.

It is instinctive to shrink back, and no one wants to be the first victim.

Xie Xiaofang is particularly eye-catching because of her position in the front.