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

No matter how much everyone resists this unknown journey, they have no choice, otherwise they will not be able to survive in this land.

Earlier, the Zhou family, the richest family in the village, had taken the lead in setting off for their new residence.

Five large carts loaded with all kinds of supplies were pulled slowly forward by the family's servants; next to them followed an extremely gorgeous carriage, in which sat Mrs. Zhou and their lovely little daughter.

Because the car body is carefully built and completely blocks the view of the interior, outsiders have no way of seeing what the scene inside is like.

When the convoy passed by, many fellow villagers who were watching the excitement on the roadside started talking about it.

Some of them mentioned that the daughter of the squire was said to be not beautiful and therefore had always been hiding in the boudoir and dared not show herself to others easily.

Such boring gossip made Jiang Jinhe feel extremely disgusted and disgusted, but she did not participate in it, but just silently moved forward along the established route.

But unexpectedly, the topic of discussion among the people around me turned to another direction soon after.

"Hey, hey, hey, did you see that? That's the son and daughter-in-law of the third branch of our Song family."

"I heard rumors before that she eloped with some dashing playboy."

"Oh my, who could possibly be interested in someone with such a plump and strong figure?"

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These sarcastic and even somewhat malicious and aggressive words completely infuriated Jiang Jinhe, who was already in a bad mood, so much so that her body was trembling slightly due to excessive anger.

At this time, Xiaocao, who was only eight years old, held her aunt's hand tightly and shook it gently in an attempt to calm her down. "Don't be too angry, Third Aunt. What these people are saying is pure fabrication with no basis."

The thin child's eyes were clear and bright, filled with deep concern for his loved ones.

Xie Xiaofang, who was walking a little further ahead, also turned her head and looked over here with an encouraging and comforting look.

"Don't take these harsh words to heart. After walking for a while, they'll be tired and naturally stop talking nonsense."

Jiang Jinhe forced a smile in response.

Although she was deeply grateful for the kind advice given by the mother and daughter, she did not want to give up and swallow her anger.

Just as he was thinking about how to teach those outspoken women a lesson, a bone-chilling voice suddenly came from behind him: "What on earth did you eat just now?

Why is there such a pungent smell in my mouth?

Song Wenqin, with an extremely fierce expression, was staring fiercely at those middle-aged women who liked to spread rumors and gossip.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinhe turned back to look at him and noticed that his tense expression relaxed slightly, but soon his brows furrowed again.

In fact, as one of the few outsiders in this barren land, although the Song family has no land or powerful clan to rely on, they are still quite respected and loved in the villages dozens of miles away because of the strong physique and exquisite craftsmanship of the whole family.

Therefore, few people would deliberately come to provoke trouble.

After hearing this, those busybodies were speechless. Instead, they ran forward quickly with embarrassment on their faces to avoid Song Wenqin's venomous gaze.

At this moment, Jiang Jinhe gritted her teeth in hatred. She secretly decided that no matter what, she would never let these people bully her so easily again!

If Song Wenqin hadn't appeared in time to stop them, I'm afraid those gossipy women would have already tasted the pain of being trampled by spiked shoes!

She glanced at the man next to her who was always looking for justice with dissatisfaction, then walked to the other side of the vehicle alone.

Faced with this sudden reaction, Song Wenqin was a little stunned for a moment, and a hint of confusion appeared in his deep eyes. Did he do something wrong by helping him just now?

It is now shortly after the autumn harvest and the climate has gradually become cooler.

Although the temperature dropped significantly at night, making people feel chilly, the people fleeing the famine did not feel the cold.

Men were responsible for pulling carts filled with various supplies, while women either carried babies in their arms or carried heavy loads on their shoulders. Almost everyone carried or shouldered some necessary items.

Instead of feeling cold, you'll be sweating if you hike for a long time.

Only Jiang Jinhe was different. She simply carried a small package containing two sets of clothes.

However, this weight is a heavy burden for her.

Because she weighs nearly 200 kilograms, she has difficulty moving around.

At first she was able to keep up with the team, but due to her obesity she gradually fell behind the main group.

The other members of the Song family had to follow her and walked slower and slower, until eventually the entire family almost fell behind and reached the end of the queue.

When Aunt Song asked her if she wanted to stop and rest, Jiang Jinhe was ready to nod in agreement. After all, her legs were starting to feel a little sore, and the gravel road under her feet seemed particularly rough.

However, at this moment, she noticed that the three sisters Xiaocao were still carrying their own bags and walking lightly in front.

Seeing that they seemed to be tireless, a competitive spirit suddenly surged in my heart, so I quickly shook my head to refuse.

"Mom, why did we leave in such a hurry this afternoon?"

She quickened her pace, trying to keep pace with Aunt Song, and asked between breaths.

Aunt Song's tired smile held a hint of comfort and encouragement. "This morning, we were just a group walking slowly, naturally adjusting our pace based on everyone's physical strength. But today, the Zhou family is leading the group, so to save time, we had to increase our overall speed."

Seeing that she was obviously exhausted and even stumbled a little when walking, Aunt Song couldn't help but feel distressed. She shouted to the front of the team: "Wen Qin, let your eldest brother take over pulling the cart for you. How about coming to accompany Jin He and slowing down the pace?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jinhe, who was already on the edge of his limit, immediately became much more excited.

Let Song Wenqin, who always acts superior to me, accompany me and move forward slowly?

Just imagining such a scene made her feel a little embarrassed.

She quickly shook her head and waved her hand to indicate that the other party didn't need to bother about it. "Mom, you don't have to take special care of me. I can still keep up."

After saying this, as if to prove his statement, Jiang Jinhe quickly took out a wooden kettle from the bag he was carrying.

That was the small container she had filled with mountain spring water, which became a key prop to quench thirst and save lives during the journey.

After drinking a few sips of the clear mountain spring water, I felt as if I had been re-energized, and even my steps became lighter.

"Look, I was just a little thirsty. I'll feel much better after drinking some water!"