Song Qingqian turned around and saw Lu Yunqi leaving. She shook her head helplessly. Do all men in the world fall for this?

It's obvious that Yu Ke'er is using him, so how can he be so willing to do it? Is it possible that those involved are blinded by their own perspective while bystanders see things clearly?

Forget it, this isn't her business. Song Qingqian turned and went back to the Lu family's side. With the torches, the area became much brighter.

Song Qingqian then noticed that the other exiles were all huddled together in groups of several families, while their side was completely open. No one dared to squeeze in with them, for fear of being implicated.

Upon seeing her return, Bai quickly wiped away her tears, took out the package, and choked out:

“These were given to me by my parents. There are three hundred taels of silver and some snacks here. I think they should last for a while. We’ll figure out what to do next.”

The old lady's eyes reddened even more. She was truly ashamed. Now that she was exiled, the only people she could rely on were her two daughters-in-law. As for the others who had received favors from the Lu family... well, never mind them!

"Keep the money; it's your parents' gift. You can spend it however you like; your mother-in-law won't interfere!"

“Mother-in-law, you are the head of the household, please take this money.”

"They've already been exiled, let's not talk about this anymore, just keep it!"

The old lady turned her face away as she spoke, feeling truly ashamed of herself.

Song Qingqian smiled and pushed the package towards her, kindly reminding her:

“Sister-in-law, if your mother-in-law tells you to accept it, then accept it. It gives you confidence.”

She leaned close to Bai's ear and whispered, "Sister-in-law, keep the silver notes on your person, not in your bag. There are too many people here, and when they get really desperate, they're capable of anything. Just in case."

Bai nodded gratefully, put away the silver notes, and then pushed the pastries towards the group, explaining:

"These are famous peach blossom pastries from the capital. My parents left in a hurry and were afraid they wouldn't make it before us, so they didn't have time to buy any others. Let's share them!"

Seeing that no one was taking any, Song Qingqian smiled and gave one to each person. She then put the rest into a package and handed it to Bai Shi, saying with a smile:

"We'll just have a taste, and the rest can be left for the two kids to eat if they get hungry on the way. I have something delicious for everyone tonight."

As Song Qingqian spoke, she took out a picnic mat from her package, unwrapped it, and had the two Song sisters spread it out.

"Third sister-in-law, this cushion is quite nice. It's so big when unfolded, and so small when folded up. It's unbelievable."

The two sisters were quite surprised, mainly because the cushion was quite thick and not a flimsy piece, and it was quite comfortable to sit on.

"Right, as long as it works, that's fine. We'll clean it up after we're done using it, and we'll sleep on it tonight. The floor is too uncomfortable."

Song Qingqian replied with a smile, "Of course the items are good. This cushion alone cost me a hundred taels of silver."

This is no ordinary picnic mat; it has various functions, keeping you cool in summer and warm in winter, and it can also automatically eliminate various germs. In short, it's a mat that integrates advanced technology.

The Perler bead system has several sizes, and Song Qingqian chose the largest one based on the principle of having more people.

It unfolds to a size of six square meters, but when folded up it is only the size of two palms. It is also very lightweight and easy to carry. In short, it was worth the money.

Then she took out two items wrapped in oil paper from the package, and finally took out a plump white steamed bun, giving one to each person, and then placed a few more on the oil paper.

"Mom, there's pork knuckle!"

Zhan'er exclaimed in surprise, but Bai quickly covered her mouth.

Shh, keep your voice down!

Song Qingqian took out a dagger and quickly divided the chicken among the group. She then tore the lotus leaf chicken into small pieces and placed them on oiled paper, smiling as she said:

"Eat without worry, we have plenty of food, don't worry about tomorrow."

"Aunt, your package is amazing! It has so many delicious things in it. Yu'er loves it!"

Xiao Yu'er's words also puzzled everyone. Song Qingqian had been carrying a bundle all day, and they looked quite light. How could she have packed so much stuff?

Song Qingqian's eyes lit up as she smiled and said, "This is no ordinary package. It was given to Auntie by the Fairy Grandpa. It has magic! It can conjure up anything that Xiaoyuer wants to eat."

"really?"

"My aunt never lies."

Song Qingqian smiled gently: "Let's eat first, and your aunt will make you some more fruit later."

The group smiled with satisfaction at the sight, knowing that you can't take a child's lies seriously.

"Where's my second brother? Didn't he come looking for you? Have you seen him?"

Lu Jingchuan's legs were immobile, and he had been sitting in this position for almost half an hour, with sweat already seeping from his forehead.

"seen."

As she spoke, Song Qingqian handed him a chicken leg. Men usually have a large appetite, so she guessed that Lu Jingchuan was definitely not full.

“He went to gather wood to start a fire for your little cousin. I couldn’t stop him, so I just let him go.”

Lu Jingchuan nodded: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat!"

Song Qingqian directly exposed his lie, saying, "Are you really full or just pretending? Do you think that if you eat less, we'll have to put in less effort? That's so stupid."

How can you recover quickly if you don't eat enough? You'll just be a burden to us. Eat quickly, and I'll apply your medicine after you're done!"

Lu Jingchuan remained silent for a moment before quietly accepting the chicken leg.

Some exiles came over because of the smell, and their eyes lit up when they saw the meat and white steamed buns in the middle of them.

Madam Qian snorted coldly and said, "Oh, so you're eating alone? You didn't even have anyone to accompany the bride, how did you get to eat pork knuckle? Did you secretly hide it away?"

"What's it to you? You've already separated the family, yet you still have the nerve to come here. You're just annoying!"

"Song Qingqian, how can you talk like that? I'm your elder, how can you treat your elder like this?"

Song Qingqian walked over and pushed Qian Shi backward, causing her to fall and start throwing a tantrum.

When the Lu family first came to the capital, they all sought refuge with Lu Laosan. Apart from Laosan's family, they had no other relatives. Even if they later managed to get involved with a few other families, they would have run away long ago when they saw the Lu family's situation, and they wouldn't have come to see them off.

They are now penniless and rely entirely on the meager allowances from the soldiers to fill their stomachs, but the third brother's family is hogging all the food! How can they stand by and do this?

Seeing his mother fall, Lu Haofeng gave Song Qingqian a fierce look and accused her:

"How dare you touch my mother, Song Qingqian! Where did you get the guts?!"

Song Qingqian kicked him in the stomach with such speed that Lu Haofeng didn't even have time to react before he fell down next to Qian Shi.

How could this be? Is this woman really that strong? She looks so delicate and frail!

Song Qingqian gritted her teeth and warned, "I dare to mess with not only your mother, but also you. Since we've severed ties, get lost and don't get in our way, or I'll beat you every time I see you."

After finishing her sentence, Song Qingqian played with the dagger in her hand and smiled sinisterly, "This knife is good for slicing pig bones. I wonder if it will be less effective on humans. Who wants to try it?"

Upon seeing her son being beaten, Qian immediately went berserk, hysterically shouting:

"Song Qingqian, this is exile! You have no respect for the law! Someone like you deserves to be whipped to death!"

"what…"

Qian immediately clutched her leg and screamed in pain. Song Qingqian wiped the blood off the dagger with a disgusted smile and said:

"It's alright, but I don't know if my hand was shaking or if the dagger isn't very effective. I missed the mark just now. Should I try again?"

"Sir...Sir, save me!"

Looking at the sinister aura emanating from Song Qingqian, Lu Haofeng felt a chill run down his spine. This woman was terrifying…

He hurriedly pulled his mother back, keeping them away from the range of Song Qingqian's dagger.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ce walked over with half his body crippled. After resting for an afternoon, he seemed to have recovered quite a bit, at least he could speak without any problems.

"Sir, Song Qingqian deliberately injured someone, and she still has a knife in her hand."

“Sir, such a dangerous thing should not be in the exile procession. Sooner or later it will cause a death.”

"Sir, you must do us justice..."

With a mournful face, Ms. Qian recounted her accusations one by one.

"Song Qingqian, are you trying to rebel?! Hand over the knife!"

Jiang Ce said arrogantly, "I haven't even settled accounts with her for my injuries yet, and she's already causing trouble for me in the exile team."

Song Qingqian waved her hand and smiled.

"Sir, this knife is an heirloom, cursed. Anyone who wields it will contract a strange, incurable disease. Are you sure you want it?"

"Let's be clear from the start: if anything goes wrong, I won't be responsible."

"Hmph, you're kidding me! There's no such thing as witchcraft in this world. Go get it all, Dog!"

Jiang Ce had been thinking that if she didn't cooperate, he would have a chance to get revenge, but she was so cooperative that he couldn't help but feel uneasy!

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