Asking for a divorce on the way to exile, finding a husband is a great pleasure

Given what the Song family did to the original owner in the original novel, Shen Yitian would not let the Song mother and daughter have a bite even if it was a sour wild fruit picked from the mountain.

What's more, what she gave Song Xiaer was not wild fruit at all, but green dates that she had carefully selected before she traveled through time.

Looking coldly at the mother and daughter, the more obvious the shock and anger on their faces, the happier Shen Yitian felt.

Just at this moment, Song Xiaer had already given a green date to Aunt Song San, and she also took a bite herself.

"Well, this fruit is so sweet. Mom, please eat it!" She chewed the fruit crisply and greeted Aunt Song.

Aunt Song smiled and said "OK", then took a bite of the fruit.

"Well, this fruit is really sweet. Xia'er is so good. She still thinks of her mother when she has food to eat," she said with a smile.

However, there was no trace of gratitude to Shen Yitian between the lines.

Song Yuerong was already unhappy with Shen Yitian giving the fruit to Song Xiaer. When she heard the mother and daughter say that the fruit was sweet, she felt even more embarrassed.

"Shen Yitian, how could you give the fruit to outsiders? I am your biological sister-in-law!" she cursed angrily.

"Ah? Aren't we all members of the Song family? Why differentiate between you and me?" Shen Yitian answered loudly, looking very surprised: "You are a grown woman, and you are still fighting with children for food?"

Song's mother originally wanted to blame her, but after hearing what she said, she found it difficult to say the words of blame.

She sighed, her face looking very sad. She whispered to Shen Yitian, "Well, it's not that Rong'er wants to compete with Xia'er. It's just that you don't know that when you left just now, your third aunt forced us to separate. We treat them as family, but they may not treat us sincerely."

If she hadn't said it, Shen Yitian really didn't know that in just a short while, Aunt Song San actually started to make a fuss about dividing the family property.

"Really? Third Aunt is going to divide the family property. Has it been divided yet? How much has she divided?" she asked with great interest.

The original novel didn't dwell much on the split in the Song family. She only knew that the family had fallen out during their exile, but she didn't know why.

Not only did the three sisters-in-law of the first wife break up, but even the people of the second wife broke up with the first wife.

Well, it looks like there will be some exciting things to watch on the road to exile.

"Sister-in-law, I'm talking to you. How could you give the fruit to Song Xiaer? I tell you, you are not allowed to give her any food in the future. You must give it to me and mother first." Song Yuerong was still scolding Shen Yitian.

Shen Yitian turned around when she heard that and looked at Song Yuerong with a sad face.

"How can you say that?" She said loudly, "Even if Third Aunt and Mother had a quarrel, Xia'er is innocent. After all, she is your cousin. I know you are greedy, but we have to give in to my sister, right? We are all family. Why should I give it to you and not to her?"

Playing moral kidnapping, right? She is familiar with it.

Since you want to make a fuss, let's see who will suffer the most in the end.

Sure enough, after she said it loudly, Aunt Song San and her daughter looked over when they heard the sound.

"Xia'er is so young, it won't hurt if I give way to her. It's just two fruits. At most, I can pick two more fruits and give one to her and one to you." She said pretending to be helpless.

As for whether she can pick two, that is of course up to her.

"Oh, Rong'er is so old now, but he still fights with his sister for food. Don't make things difficult for your sister-in-law. How about this, can I give you this one that I've taken a bite of?" Aunt Song said in a strange tone.

The two sides were about to start a quarrel, and the officers walking nearby could not stand it anymore.

"What are you arguing about? Hurry up and get on with your journey. Anyone who keeps arguing and slows down the journey won't have dinner tonight."

As soon as the officer opened his mouth, everyone had to shut up in disappointment.

Shen Yitian was in a good mood on her journey, but the Song family members had their own thoughts.

By the time it was almost dark, the exile team had not been able to cross the two mountains as originally planned, and naturally missed the opportunity to enter the city.

The city gates would be closed at dusk, so even if they hurried to the outside of the city now, they would not be able to enter.

The officers were somewhat annoyed, so their tone was naturally harsh when they asked the exiled prisoners to sit down.

They hadn't been able to enter the city, and the dry food they had with them was running low. The remaining steamed buns were not enough for the officials to eat, so they naturally wouldn't sell them to the exiled prisoners.

So for this dinner, everyone only had one steamed bun.

Of course, those who were willing to pay a high price could buy steamed buns. But these steamed buns were not available for five coins each. When a prisoner asked for one, the official asked for fifty coins each.

Fifty cents for a steamed bun, not to mention being more expensive than gold, was unprecedented.

Shen Yitian secretly regretted that she couldn't sell the meat buns in her space, otherwise she could sell them for a hundred coins each!

What a good opportunity to make a fortune, what a pity.

For some reason, the Song family did not buy steamed buns for lunch. They had never eaten cornbread before, and many people did not eat any.

I originally thought that if I could buy some for myself when I got to the city in the evening, I would buy a few more steamed buns and maybe even some meat.

Who knew that we couldn’t get into the city? Now, let alone meat and vegetables, we can’t even buy steamed buns.

After two days of hard work, and without any meat oil or salt, they still felt unbearable even if they had steamed buns for every meal.

At this time, some people had already started complaining after taking a break, and the loudest complainer was Shen Yitian's cheap and conspicuous sister-in-law.

She was even more pampered than Song Xiaer, who was a few years older.

"Mom, how can we eat this steamed bread? How about you take fifty copper coins and let's buy a steamed bun?" She leaned against Song's mother and said in a delicate voice.

Looking at Song Xiaer again, the little girl had already come to Old Lady Song without knowing when, and the two of them, the big and the small, started competing in eating steamed bread again.

The old lady had bad teeth, so Song Xiaer did the same as her, breaking off a little bit of steamed bread and putting it in her mouth and chewing it slowly.

It’s already dark, so there’s no need to rush. It’s okay to eat slowly.

Shen Yitian watched everything silently without saying a word, but she didn't eat the steamed bread either.

There were so many delicious foods in the space that she found it hard to swallow this hard steamed bread.

At this time, several young women with several children gathered in a circle and started arguing.

Listening carefully, it turned out that a woman was dissatisfied with her child's slow pace and thought that the child did not need to eat so much dry food.

They didn't buy steamed buns either, each of them held a cornbread in their hands.

The one who complained that the child walked too slowly took two, and the child next to her burst into tears, staring at the steamed bun while crying.

"Why are you crying? I didn't say I wouldn't give you a single bite. Here, it's just right for me to eat a small half and you to eat the larger half." The woman handed a piece of steamed bread to the little boy and said impatiently.

"Yue Niang, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why are you still fighting with the children for food?" The woman next to her accused her dissatisfiedly.

"Second sister-in-law, stop saying such sarcastic things. If you feel sorry for him, give him some of your share." Yue Niang's face was very sarcastic.

"This is not my child, why do you want to share my food?" The woman who spoke said with disgust, protecting the steamed bread in her hand.

Yue Niang sneered: "Then why are you pretending to be a good person? Since it's not your child, I can raise it however I want. Don't interfere."