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

"Mom, don't worry too much. I can see that the Li family is having a hard time. I'm afraid they can't even afford to eat or wear clothes. It won't be long before they come back to find you."

Hearing this, Aunt Song nodded, her voice gentle but with a hint of helplessness but more of obedience, "Well, Jinhe, you are right. From now on, I will do as you say."

Without the presence of Zhang Xiuqin, her mother and her two children, the originally dull and depressing atmosphere was swept away, which made Jiang Jinhe feel much better instantly.

At night, she suggested that her brother Song Wenqin stay with her younger brother Song Mucheng for a night, while she chose to move to a place a little further away from the Song family to sleep.

Without the oppressive aura of her brother, Jiang Jinhe slept particularly soundly and sweetly that night.

Considering that there is a high possibility of water shortage in the next few days, Jiang Jinhe quietly got up early in the morning as soon as the sky was just breaking, and added a few drops of precious spiritual spring water that he had hidden before into each kettle with insufficient remaining water.

This is mainly done to avoid causing unnecessary suspicion or questioning from other family members.

But what she didn't expect was that all of this had actually been seen by Song Wenqin, who was observant in his half-asleep state.

When he saw his sister carefully opening each bottle, adding something one by one and then sealing it, his curiosity was completely aroused - what mysterious thing could make these ordinary waters so special?

After waking up the next day, Song Wenqin, filled with doubts, couldn't wait to run to the bottle to take a closer look. He secretly took a sip of the liquid inside, and instantly a cool and sweet taste filled his mouth...

It's simply amazing!

"Could it be that she is some kind of fruit fairy?"

This absurd thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately denied it.

After all, according to normal logical reasoning, there are no similarities in any aspects, whether it is appearance, personality or behavior.

"Perhaps I should take this opportunity to take away the little fat tree I stumbled upon yesterday. It looks ordinary but actually holds a special secret."

However, after careful consideration, he quickly realized that the tree trunk had obviously dried up and withered, which was not the real reason.

What puzzled Song Wenqin even more was that for several days, regardless of whether Jiang Jinhe had consumed her reserves or not, her physical condition and posture hadn't changed at all...

The only sign that something might be happening seems to be that the waist is a little slimmer.

"Could it be that the body is becoming increasingly thinner due to long-term lack of nutrition?"

This thought suddenly arose in his mind like a flash of lightning across the night sky.

In the days that followed, family members began to notice a significant change - Song Wenqin would, from time to time, pay attention to the water sources that had been added with unknown substances; whenever anyone showed a little too much interest in drinking water or directly took away an excessive amount, he would always become extremely angry and immediately step forward to take back control.

"I can't give you any more drinks!"

Faced with his mother's slightly embarrassed yet polite reminder in her expression and tone, Song Wenqin could only hold back the words he wanted to refute.

Over time, everyone who tasted the spiked water discovered that it tasted truly wonderful.

"It's so strange, how can this ordinary well water become so sweet and delicious?"

As Aunt Song spoke, she looked at her daughter Jiang Jinhe who was playing happily not far away.

"I seemed to see you giving candy to Xiaocao and the other kids the other day. Did you mix some good stuff in there?"

The culprit who was named and identified quickly waved his hand to explain and clarify: "No, no, I didn't do such a thing!"

Having said that, in order to prove her innocence, she took a small sip on the spot as a demonstration, and then gave her analysis and opinions seriously.

"I don't think there's any added ingredients here. It seems more like a natural occurrence, right? Perhaps the storage conditions have caused a subtle change in the flavor?"

After hearing this, people around expressed their agreement and seconded the motion one after another.

However, the only person present who understood the truth was Song Wenqin, the bystander who silently observed the entire process.

He frowned, and while asking himself questions in his heart, his eyes couldn't help but linger on the exposed skin on the other person's neck.

"This dress was fitting me perfectly when I put it on a few days ago. How come it seems to have become several sizes too loose in just a few days?"

Because the neckline is designed to be loose, you can just peek at the snow-white and tender skin inside. This is especially obvious when compared with her face which has a healthy dark tone due to years of exposure to the sun. The contrast is even more surprising.

Just as he was immersed in his own world of fantasy, he was suddenly interrupted by the captain's voice calling out.

"We must set off for our destination as soon as possible! I heard that the sooner we arrive, the better the chance of choosing a better place to stay!"

After hearing this, Song Wenqin finally came to his senses, swallowed his saliva hurriedly, and continued to walk forward with everyone.

After four days of unremitting efforts, they finally arrived at dusk at a place that was said to have been a vast and beautiful lake, but now only a pit-like ruin made of cracked mud remained.

The once sparkling, clear and bright water surface had long since vanished, leaving only traces and marks left by countless people who had fled here in the past in search of life-saving springs.

The villagers passing by tried various methods to scoop out even a little bit of the remaining moisture, but to no avail. The best they could get was a cup of turbid mud.

Seeing that the road ahead is full of hardships, challenges and unknown risks, Song Dadi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

“How much backup drinking water do we have left?”

Song Wenqin pretended to check all the containers in his backpack and finally replied, "Based on the current situation, I estimate that it should be enough to last for three days."

In fact, since discovering this secret, Jiang Jinhe can be seen quietly getting up and adding a small amount of water to each kettle almost every morning when the first ray of light appears.

In order to avoid exposing the truth and causing more trouble or even endangering her own safety, she always deliberately avoids performing this task during peak usage hours.

Although he didn't fill it up all at once every time and decided the quantity range according to demand, it still couldn't escape the eyes of Song Wenqin, who had sharp observation skills and great ability.

According to this calculation, even if you walk for more than ten days in a row, you don’t have to worry about running out of food, medicine or cooking.

But this also brings up a problem: What if Jiang Jinhe’s life is threatened due to excessive consumption of his own energy source?