Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

The waiter exclaimed, "I heard that the concubine is a rich lady. What will be the fate of the first wife? Either she will be divorced or..."

As he spoke, he gestured at his neck.

Seeing that he didn't scare the two people in front of him, he put down his hand in disappointment.

Qiuqiu grabbed another handful of copper coins and said, "Brother Xiaoer, just tell the truth. We will never reveal your identity to anyone."

The waiter hurriedly put the copper coins away and lowered his voice, "Actually, I'm not very clear. I just heard that the eldest wife seemed to have been imprisoned, and the three sons also regarded the younger wife as their biological mother. It is said that their relationship is extremely close..."

Song Pan'er seemed to be thinking about something, and then she bowed to the waiter, "Thank you, brother Xiao Er. Your information is very useful."

The waiter scratched the back of his head and gave a sincere advice, "That man is an official. As the saying goes, people should not fight against officials. If that family is really your relative, don't act impulsively."

Song Pan'er thanked him with a smile and saw the waiter out of the room.

As soon as the door closed, her face darkened.

It turns out that being a mother is not that easy. I don’t know if Yao Zhaodi regrets it.

No, or rather, we don’t know whether Yao Zhaodi is still alive.

She looked at Qiuqiu and said, "I decided to go there at night to see what's going on."

Qiuqiu picked up his big knife and said, "Okay."

Song Paner: ...

"This knife is too eye-catching. Let's change it to a smaller one."

She took out a half-arm-long dagger from the supermarket and handed it to him, "Use this, this works well."

Qiuqiu looked at the thin dagger and then at his own mighty sword.

"Miss, don't you think a broadsword is more majestic?"

Song Paner: ...

She snatched the big knife from Qiuqiu's hand and threw it into the supermarket, "Don't play with Ling Heng's people anymore in the future."

So as to avoid making the already dull brain even less intelligent.

Qiuqiu took the dagger with an embarrassed look on his face and put it on his lower back. "Hello, Miss. I'm ready."

Song Pan'er's ears automatically ignored the first four words and walked to the window. "Let's go."

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Under the moonlight, two black shadows spun and jumped on the eaves, and soon they arrived at the mansion that the waiter mentioned.

There weren't many people in the house, and there were two more masters than servants.

Song Pan'er found the location of the main house and gently lifted a tile.

In the room, a handsome man was washing the feet of a pretty woman, who looked to be more than seven or eight months pregnant.

"Husband, what should we do with that woman? Just leave her alone like that?" the woman asked softly.

The man took a handkerchief and wiped the water stains off her feet. "You don't have to worry about that. Her hands and feet are already useless. She's only half alive. She can't threaten your position."

"The most important thing for you now is to give birth to our son safely."

The woman gave him a light kick in dissatisfaction. "Isn't that what I'm worried about? That woman isn't bad looking, and she helped you raise your three sons so well. What if she seduces you away?"

The man grabbed her feet and tickled the soles of her feet a few times, making the woman giggle.

"How could I possibly fall for her? She's just a country woman. It's a blessing she's earned in eight lifetimes to be able to help me raise my son. If you dare to attack you, you'll have to bear my wrath."

The woman lowered her eyes, a hint of cruelty flashing in the corner of her eyes.

Simply locking her up and torturing her could not relieve the hatred in her heart.

Not only did she want to kill that bitch, she also wanted to kill those three bastards who only cared about whoever gave them milk.

"Husband, I'm about to give birth, so it's better not to see any blood." She held the man's hand and whispered softly.

The man hugged her in his arms and said, "You hate the sight of blood. Your husband will never kill anyone in front of you. I will just throw her to the mountains to feed the wolves."