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

An inconspicuous corner in the night has now become the most noticeable place.

She protected her daughter tightly and tried her best to dodge backwards.

However, everything was in vain. The man walked straight up to her, grabbed her collar, and looked her up and down.

"Well, although she is thin, she still has a lot of meat. She's the one."

Hearing this, Xie Xiaofang was almost terrified. Yingzi cried and slapped the man's trouser legs:

"Let my mother go, eat me, don't eat my mother!"

"Where did you come from, little brat? You're in the way! I'm afraid your flesh isn't even enough to fill my teeth. Get away from me!"

Yingzi was kicked away by him, and Song Laoer had already hidden in the crowd.

Fortunately, Yingzi was caught by a woman, who held her tightly in her arms and covered her mouth with her hands to prevent her from making any sound.

Xie Xiaofang's legs went weak with fear and she let the man drag her, but her eyes looked around helplessly, finally stopping on Jiang Jinhe.

Jiang Jinhe's cold eyes made her give up the idea of ​​asking for help. After all, she couldn't afford the consequences of making things worse.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Song Yuyu leaning against Jiang Jinhe, and an idea came to her mind. She hurriedly said:

"Master, I don't have any meat on me. Look at her. That woman is white, tender and fleshy. She just gave birth and is the most plump. Eat her!"

Following Xie Xiaofang's finger, the bandits' gazes all turned to Song Yuyu.

I heard that she had just given birth, which made me even more interested.

If a woman can still give birth under such circumstances, the baby may still have milk and will indeed look plumper than others.

The bandit's greedy eyes made Song Yuyu's hair stand on end, as if she had returned to the days when she was bullied.

She couldn't help shaking, and the arms holding the child unconsciously increased the strength.

Song Yue'er burst into tears in pain.

"Wow—wow—wow!"

The sharp crying disturbed everyone.

Yue'er has been a worry-free child since she was born, so she rarely cries for no reason. Even if she is hungry or needs a diaper change, she will only hum softly.

It was the first time Jiang Jinhe heard her cry so heartbrokenly.

Perhaps the little guy felt his mother's panic.

Jiang Jinhe patted Song Yuyu's back gently, signaling her to comfort the baby first.

Song Yuyu looked at Jiang Jinhe blankly, and subconsciously hugged the child tightly, gently rocking and patting him, making gentle hushing sounds.

Jiang Jinhe looked at Song Yuyu, who had followed him for many years and was a little rounder than when they first met, and a sense of relief inexplicably surged in his heart, as if this was a testimony to an inadvertent achievement.

When the bandits approached to take Song Yuyu away, Jiang Jinhe stood up suddenly.

She stood in front of Song Yuyu and her daughter and said firmly to the bandits:

"I'll go with you."

Everyone was shocked.

In their eyes, this is tantamount to walking into a trap.

Is there anyone else who is actively seeking death?

Song Wenqin understood Jiang Jinhe's plan and did not stop him.

He gently pulled the corner of Song Yuyu's clothes, and after an exchange of glances, Song Yuyu immediately calmed down.

They didn't hide anything from her when they were plotting last night, and she understood a little bit.

Although anxious, not overly frightened.

Jiang Jinhe did not resist and followed them away obediently.

This fat body was helpful at this time, otherwise these bandits would not have easily changed their target.

The moment the dungeon door closed, Jiang Jinhe said to the bandits around him:

"I'm going to see your boss."

This remark caused a burst of laughter.

"Haha, do you think you can just meet the boss casually?"

"Don't think you can make random demands just because you're fat."

Facing the ridicule, Jiang Jinhe didn't care and continued:

"I can solve the problems you face, make sure you have enough food and clothing, and no longer need to rely on humans for food. Isn't that tempting enough?"

As soon as the words fell, the ridicule stopped abruptly.

They stared at Jiang Jinhe in surprise, as if weighing the truth of his words, and exchanged glances with each other.

The leader waved his hand and ordered one person to guard Jiang Jinhe, while whispering with the other two.

"Seventh Brother, can you trust what this woman says?"

The man called Lao Qi frowned and thought for a moment:

"How the hell should I know? Ask my dad."

As he spoke, he patted the questioner on the head, while another person said with a flattering smile:

"Don't worry, Old Seven. No matter whether what she said is true or false, just take her to see the boss."

"If it's true, we'll have done a great deed; if it's false, at most we'll get scolded and cooked and eaten. It's all for the good of our village anyway."

The words made Lao Qi smile, and he put his arms around the speaker's neck and praised him:

"Okay, that makes sense. Xiaoyu is indeed a talented person. Let's go and take her to see the boss."

After the discussion, Lao Qi led the two back and looked at Jiang Jinhe again with an arrogant tone:

"Okay, I'll give you a chance. If you dare to lie to me, you'll be in trouble!"

Jiang Jinhe ignored his threat and raised his eyebrows to signal to move forward.

"Whether you're lying or not, we'll talk about it after we meet the boss."

Seeing that Jiang Jinhe was not buying it, the man couldn't hold back his expression and muttered some unpleasant words.

Even so, I still took her there honestly.

Perhaps because they looked down on Jiang Jinhe, they did not go through any trouble. They neither tied her up nor covered her with masks. They just took her there directly.

At first glance, the bandit leader looked like just an ordinary man.

But his face and exposed skin were covered with scars, crisscrossed with marks left by swords and knives, and the fierceness in his eyes was even more severe than that of ordinary people.

Apart from this, his figure and appearance are no different from those of his kind who rule the mountains.

As soon as Jiang Jinhe entered the room, he felt the other person's sharp gaze as if it were real fixed on him.

She showed no fear, and sat down on an empty stool, looked him in the eye, and spoke bluntly:

"Master, I have a way to solve your village's troubles and food shortages. The condition is that you let us go."

"Haha, you're quite brave, little girl. But empty words are easy to say. Why should I believe you?"

The man's voice was as loud as a bronze bell, his smile did not reach his eyes, his gaze was still cold, and he showed a completely unbelieving attitude.

Jiang Jinhe knew that it would be difficult to gain trust with just a few words, so he continued:

"On the way up the mountain, I noticed a ton of leeches in the puddles along the way. Just the mountain path itself is so densely packed. I imagine your daily water supply is especially affected. It must be disrupting your daily life, right?"

After she finished speaking, she leaned forward slightly, her elbows resting on her knees, her posture exuding a power that could not be ignored. She looked directly at the other person and said:

"Leech are bloodthirsty and can easily spread disease. I'm sure many of our brothers in the village have suffered greatly from them."

Her tone was questioning, but it left no doubt about the message.

The boss's eyes flickered slightly, and his cold mask almost couldn't be maintained. It was obvious that Jiang Jinhe hit the nail on the head.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinhe was secretly delighted and decided to strike while the iron was hot:

"Not only can I get rid of these leeches, but I can also solve the food problem."

As soon as these words came out, the look in the boss's eyes as he looked at Jiang Jinhe changed quietly, and he immediately promised:

"Okay! If that's the case, I'll let him go!"

Jiang Jinhe smiled brightly and asked:

"Boss, are you serious?"