The concubine enters the palace? The princess empties the palace and goes into exile with the baby

Song Yao's sharpness and indifference were only directed at the bad guys, Song Jiaqi and others.

In fact, she is still a flesh-and-blood, kind and gentle person. If someone needs her, she will still help as long as it is within her ability.

Because they didn't know where the old man lived, Song Yao asked the people who were taking shelter under the banyan tree in the village. After they pointed out the direction, Song Yao and the others left.

Soon, they found the home of the old man who helped them.

When I arrived at the mud yard, I saw an old man and an old woman sitting in the yard eating.

Song Yao walked up to them and greeted them first, but when she saw the food in their bowls, her brows frowned.

She looked at the old man and said, "Old man, is this all you eat?"

The old man stood up and laughed dryly. "There's nothing we can do. Since it won't rain, we can only go to the mountains to dig up tree roots to fill our stomachs."

In the old man's bowl were tree roots, but they had been cooked until they were soft and edible.

Song Yao didn't expect that they would actually use tree roots to satisfy their hunger.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that those who are left behind are all elderly people who have no labor force. As for the young ones, they have already passed away.

Song Yao put the potatoes in her hand on the ground and said, "Old man, this is the food I gave you. It's some rice, noodles, and some vegetables. Although it's insignificant, it's enough for you to eat for two days."

Upon hearing this, the old man quickly put down his bowl and looked at Song Yao with tears of gratitude, "Girl, you are really such kind people. I really..."

When he said this, he choked up.

The old woman also thanked him excitedly.

Song Yao smiled and said, "Old man, grandma, kind people shouldn't end up like this. Since God won't help you, I can do my best to help you."

The old man said, "Miss, thank you so much."

"Old man, you're welcome." Song Yao helped Song Mingxuan and the others put down the rice and flour. Then she said to the old man, "Old man, there should be a plant similar to sweet potato in the mountains. It's called Pueraria root. I saw Pueraria leaves growing on the roadside. You can go and dig them up and eat them. They are much better than tree roots."

The old man and the old woman looked at each other, then looked at Song Yao, and the old man asked, "What is it like?"

They had never heard of the name Pueraria.

Song Yao described to them the leaves of Pueraria lobata and the appearance of fern roots, and told them that Pueraria lobata can be eaten, and fern roots can also be dug up, washed, and pounded. Then, they can be put into a basin, added with water and rubbed vigorously to precipitate fern root powder.

I even told the old couple how to use Pueraria root and the food it can be made into.

The dry weather is not temporary. As long as there is heavy rain next year, they can continue to grow crops.

Therefore, if Song Yao helps them get through this difficult time, they will be able to see the moon at the end of the tunnel.

The old man and the old woman bowed sincerely in gratitude.

Song Yao helped the old couple up and said, "Old man, grandma, you guys eat first. We'll leave first."

They enthusiastically sent Song Yao to the gate of the yard. After seeing them leave, the two elders went into the yard to continue eating their tree roots.

At midnight, the old man who was a light sleeper was awakened by the sound of footsteps in the house.

As soon as he woke up, he heard the sound of something breaking in the house outside. The old man woke up instantly, with a look of surprise on his face. Was his house robbed?

It is a year of drought, no one has food to eat, and all valuables have been pawned. Everyone knows this, so who would come to your house to steal things?

The old man looked at his wife beside him in the moonlight, and got out of bed quietly in order not to wake her up.

He picked up a machete by the door, put his ear to it and listened. Seeing no sound outside, he unbolted the door and gently pushed it open.

He stuck his head out and looked into the main room for a few times. Seeing that there was no one there, he went out.

There are only four rooms in the house. The old man searched all of them but couldn't find anyone suspicious.

Before dark, Song Yao gave him some food. Could it be that the villagers saw it and wanted to steal it?

The old man realized this and hurried to the kitchen.

If they were a little frugal with the food, it would be enough to last them a month. If it was stolen, not only would they feel sorry for Song Yao, but they would also go hungry.

Never let them steal it.

The old man hurried to the kitchen and just as he was about to open the door, suddenly, the door opened from the inside. When he saw who was in front of him, his eyes were full of disbelief!

Just as the old man was about to speak, a stick hit him hard and he fell to the ground with blood all over his face!

The man who took action was a little scared, so the other three people took the stolen food and dragged the scared man away.

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The next day.

The sky was turning pale, and Song Yao, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the noisy sounds outside. She opened her eyes slightly and glanced at the paper-pasted window. It was still dark.

Song Yao yawned and just sat up when she heard the voice of the old woman from yesterday coming from outside, "Why? Why did you give us food and then take it away? Why? Give me back my old man, give me back my old man, wuwuwu..."

Song Yao was about to leave when she heard a familiar voice saying those words. Without any hesitation, she stood up and opened the door.

Behind the old woman stood six old men and women over sixty years old. They were all furious and glared at Song Zizhou and the others in front of them, scolding them.

When the old woman saw Song Yao, she hobbled over to her.

The old woman grabbed Song Yao's clothes and cried, "Why did you give us food and then take it back? Even if you didn't give it to us, we wouldn't force you to give it to us. Why do you do this?"

Song Yao looked at the old woman and frowned, "Grandma, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Villager Lao Zhou came over and said to Song Yao, "You gave the food to the old couple yesterday, didn't you? If you did, why did you come and steal it in the middle of the night? We won't say anything if you take the food you gave us, but why did you kill Lao Li? Huh?"

When Song Yao, Song Zizhou and others heard what Lao Zhou said, they all showed incredible expressions.

No one expected that the food they delivered yesterday was actually stolen?

What made them even more unbelievable was that the old man was actually killed?!

Song Yao's brows furrowed a little. She looked at the old woman and said, "Grandma, we didn't steal the food we gave you. To be frank, I have plenty of food on hand now. Since I gave it to you, why would I steal it?"

The old woman saw that Song Yao did not seem to be lying, and people also told them that kudzu root and fern root were edible. If they really had a bad conscience, why would they tell them this?

The old woman broke down and cried, "My old man is dead, he is dead, what am I going to do without him? What should I do?"