her's cold gaze. She didn't dare disobey Jiang Wan's words, so she carried the bowl and left.Chen Qian didn't even have a chance to play the victim card. She could only purse her lips pitifully and tr..."Okay."

Song Jiuxi hurriedly went inside to help, and the next second his exclamation came.

"Big brother, don't move, let me help you."

It's probably his pride that's getting in the way; Song Jiubian still wants to rely on himself, after all.

Ginger shook her head and smiled. Over there, Song Jiuli had prepared dinner and greeted them cheerfully.

"Sister-in-law, come over and have dinner."

"Okay."

Ginger settled down. Song's daughter had already divided the food, and Ginger noticed that her bamboo bowl held more than anyone else's. Ginger smiled wryly.

"Mother, please don't favor me so. We should all eat the same amount."

"That's not okay."

Song Daniu's expression was serious. "Since you need to find food, take care of Yuan'er's body, and constantly use your brain to solve problems, your energy consumption is at its peak. You must replenish your body well."

"That's right, that's right. Unlike me, Sister-in-law, you tell me to do anything and I just do it, no need to think at all."

Song Jiuli rubbed her head like garlic, that look was silly and cute.

Then my appetite isn't big, I can't eat so much.

Ginger smiled and took out a clean bamboo bowl, dividing some meat and rice into it. She got up and walked towards the Chen family not far away.

Although Madam Chen and Chen Ce didn't argue, the two of them seldom spoke these days, obviously each nursing their own grudges.

Even so, Chen Ce didn't forget to take care of his wife and children. Although it was just a simple vegetable porridge, he made it well.

"Madam Chen, I can't eat so much meat. Would you and Wenhao please help me finish it"

Ginger's smiling eyebrows and eyes warmed Chen's heart. "There's no need, we can just have congee. Song, you can keep this for tomorrow."

Although she had just heard Ginger's conversation with them, she understood that Ginger was deliberately saying those things to help her.

"Go ahead and eat it, for the sake of the child."

Ginger poured the meat into Chen's bowl, then rolled away from the other people in the storage room because those people were her and Song Jiu's enemies.

Unlike others, Chen's family was not wronged. Although they were also ransacked, the Chen family had not offended her. Therefore, Jiang Wan always wanted to help them if she could.

"Thank you, Song!"

Chen Ce didn't refuse, because he knew his wife's body did need some nourishing.

Mrs. Chen sighed and accepted it. For the sake of the child in her belly, she had to be strong.

You're welcome.

When Ginger smiled and went back, Song Jiubian had already come out. He smiled gratefully at her.

Ginger nonchalantly ate her food, unfazed. Meanwhile, Madam Chen took a bite of meat and swallowed.

She felt a warmth spread through her belly, thinking it was just the meat nourishing her body. She didn't know that Ginger had quietly added some spiritual spring water to her bowl when she came over earlier.

Although she had never given birth and couldn't understand Madam Chen's decision to risk everything for her child, she still chose to help the baby in her belly.

"Husband, would you and Wenhao like to eat a piece too"

Mrs. Chen placed the meat in Chen Ce's bowl, but he didn't eat it. "Since you've decided to keep the child, you must first take care of your own body."

You guys eat the meat and I'll just have porridge.

Mrs. Chen was stunned for a moment, and the next second her eyes lit up with intense joy. "My husband, you agreed to keep the child"

She didn't dare speak too loudly, afraid the officials might hear her, but her hand covering her mouth trembled slightly, showing how delighted she was.

"If you want to stay, then stay. But please take care of yourself first. Don't be angry with me, okay"

These two days, the lady hasn't spoken to him. Chen Ce felt very distressed in his heart. All he could do now was take good care of her.

"OK."

Mrs. Chen burst into laughter and lovingly stroked the head of her son, Chen Wenhao, beside her.

Father and mother reconciled, Chen Wenhao smiled with his eyes curved, “Father and mother, you two are finally reconciled!”

The laughter from that side infected Jiang Wan who wasn't far away. She smiled and finished her meal, putting down her bowls and chopsticks.

Song Jiuli very consciously went to wash the dishes and pots, while Song Dajiao spread out the sheets and blankets.

This was brought back by Ginger last time, and no one asked her where she went. After all, she did it for everyone.

And Song Jiuch'i then went outside to gather some firewood. The family then washed themselves casually and each lay down.

Ginger and Song Jiuli, the daughter of Song Dajiao, slept on the plank cart, while Song Jich and Song Jiu were sleeping on the floor.

When everyone was gradually falling asleep, Ginger couldn't wait any longer and entered the space.

In the space, all the fruit trees were laden with fruit, and Le Ge ginger's eyes crinkled into crescent moons with delight.

Thinking back to the sweet fruit I had eaten before, Ginger picked a loquat. It tasted very sweet and juicy.

This tastes so good!

Song Jiubian's broken body hadn't fully recovered yet. When he turned around, she took a little bit out to share with everyone. He would recover sooner, and Ginger could feel more relaxed.

After looking at the fruits, Jiang Wan checked the lush green vegetables and found that the corn, sweet potatoes, wheat, and rice were all ripe!

She closed her eyes and began to operate the harvest with her consciousness. So many things were flying toward her.

At first, she only wanted to collect half of them. After all, the rest wouldn't spoil anyway, but as she kept collecting, she became a little addicted.

Then it was all collected!

Oh!

Her head throbbed painfully, and Ginger was flung out of the space. Her powers were also overused.

It seems she has to be careful with her mental control over space. Jiang Wan rubbed her temples and took a pill from her spatial pocket.

This is when he felt his head wasn't hurting so much anymore. After drinking another cup of space water and ginger tea, Jiang Wan finally realized he had recovered quite a bit.

After the first time, she definitely wouldn't dare to mess around again. Energy depletion is very dangerous.

Jiang Wan only felt her head was dizzy, probably because she was too tired. She simply closed her eyes and began to rest.

However, this time she didn't sleep soundly. In her dream, she seemed to have returned to her past life when she was on a mission.

Later, he inexplicably transformed into a person escaping famine in ancient times. In front of him, corpses littered the ground everywhere, scaring Jiang Wan so much that he jolted awake.

"Wawnwawn, you're awake Breakfast isn't ready yet, why don't you sleep for a while more."

Lady Song was carefully mending their clothes by the fire.

A loving mother's needlework, her son wears it on his travels.

Ginger couldn't help but be moved. The mistress was truly a wonderful mother. She got up, put on her outer garment, and got off the cart.

"Mother, the sky hasn't brightened yet, the light is dim, be careful not to hurt your eyes."

"That's just when I have some free time. Once I set off, where would I have the time to do these things"

Song's daughter sighed. In the past, their family wouldn't have had to wear patched-up clothes. Now...

Well, never mind.

Ginger softly coaxed her, their voices hushed so as not to disturb the others.

Song Jiubian was alert, having spent years training in martial arts on the battlefield. He could sense even the slightest rustle of wind or grass, but he didn't rise to interrupt Jiang Wan and Song's rare moment of tender interaction.

A blush of light appeared on the horizon. Just as Jiang Wan was about to call Song Jiuli and the others awake, a scream pierced the air.

"Ouch!!! It hurts so much!"

That voice was still very familiar, it was Lao Er Song, they lived next door.

Hearing the other party's painful wails, Jiang Wan's lips curled up slightly. The medicine was working.

Song Lao'er, are you readyon. She leaned back, supporting herself with Hongxiu, and sat down.Hongxiu looked at Feng Qinghua with a hesitant gaze, wanting to speak but holding back. In truth, Feng Qinghua didn't need to treat...