After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 11 Attack
The leader gave the officers under him a look, signaling them to do a good job in handing over the prisoners.

"Why is it so slow to find someone? Return to the team!"

Because of Wen Chengyun's arrest, the leader's expression softened a lot, but his tone was still unfriendly, and his heart was full of fear.

After all, these four or five obedient exiles who are being dealt with now killed the official servant half an hour ago, Wen Chengyun's force value cannot be underestimated...

"Is sister-in-law injured?"

Wen Chengming watched the group of them return, quickly got off the imperial concubine's lap, ran to Cheng Weiyao's side, and tugged on her sleeve with concern.

After all, even though Wen Chengyun was in a bit of a mess, he didn't see any blood. On the contrary, Cheng Weiyao's attire was a little too tragic.

Standing behind Cheng Weiyao, Wen Liyu pursed her lips, looking worried at the innocent and lovely Wen Chengming. She didn't want her brother to have more contact with Cheng Weiyao.

Just now, after seeing Cheng Weiyao's stern side, she felt even more afraid. Just as she was about to speak, Cheng Weiyao squatted down with a smile on her face.

"It's okay, it's all bad people's fault. My sister-in-law is dirty, so I won't play with you."

Looking at the clear and innocent eyes in front of her, Cheng Weiyao's heart was soft, and she wanted to reach out and rub Wen Chengming's head, but saw the dirty blood stains on her hand, so she had to give up.

Wen Chengming glanced at Cheng Weiyao's froze action, nodded obediently, and ran back to the imperial concubine.

"Ma'am, wipe it off."

Wen Chengyun took out a soft handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Cheng Weiyao. Even though his heart was full of doubts, but the timing was not ripe, he could only keep all the puzzles in his heart for the time being.

The atmosphere in Qinghewang's family was quite harmonious. After counting the number of people, the officials began to distribute food.

After all, after a civil strife just now, the physical exertion was too great. The old and weak, women and children needed to rest to calm down their inner panic, while the officials needed to replenish their physical strength and count the lost supplies.

"Qinghe Wang's family, this is yours."

An official took three dry food pancakes and stuffed them into Cheng Weiyao's hands. They should have given them to Wen Chengyun directly, but the deterrence of subduing five exiles by himself made the official a little jealous, so he chose Cheng Weiyao, who was a girl.

"Thank you, sir."

Cheng Weiyao took the dry ration pancakes with both hands, and sent the official off with a smile, but she spat hard in her heart.

Even if calculated by head, these three cakes are not enough for Qinghe Wang's family. This is obviously harsh treatment... No wonder he didn't dare to confront Wen Chengyun, but instead approached him.

"Dry flatbread, without oil or salt, how do you swallow it?"

"This pancake has a toothache, it's cold and hard, I can't eat it at all..."

Regarding this, the other prisoners also complained. Although they complained and disgusted, they all stared at Cheng Weiyao.

Through the previous incidents, this group of people understood that Cheng Weiyao is a person who knows how to live, whether it is looking for food or making food, he is a capable person.

Sensing everyone's gazes on her, Cheng Weiyao returned to Wen Chengyun with the dry food pancakes without hesitation, and handed over the food distribution rights.

Naturally, she couldn't eat the dry food bread given by the officials. She squeezed it when she got it, and it was comparable to modern French bread sticks. If you are hungry, it is food, and if you are not hungry, it is the level of a weapon...

Wen Chengyun lowered his eyes, divided the dry food pancake into equal portions, and distributed them evenly to everyone in Qinghe Palace.

Although the imperial concubine somewhat disliked the dry food pancake, she still knew what was going on now, she silently hugged Wen Chengming and gnawed on it.

Wen Liyu took the dry food pancakes and put them directly into her sleeve pocket. She couldn't eat any of them now, and if she wasn't paying attention, Cheng Weiyao's throat-cutting murder would appear in front of her eyes.

"This is Madam's. If you are not hungry, Madam should eat more."

Wen Chengyun stuffed his own share into Cheng Weiyao's hands. He knew exactly what kind of wishful thinking the officials were playing, and he didn't have his own share of this meal.

The purpose is to be hungry and reduce his fighting power. After all, he is still a man, and he should be humble. What's more, moderate hunger can keep people vigilant.

Cheng Weiyao stared at the cake in Wen Chengyun's hand, but didn't reach out to take it.

What Wen Chengyun could think of, why couldn't she think of it?It's just that this man is obviously a dragon and phoenix among men, what secret is there that makes him put away his minions and is willing to be subordinate to others...

This picture of you and me is not the same in the eyes of other hungry people.

A middle-aged woman stood up, walked in front of the couple in two steps, and knocked over the cake in Wen Chengyun's hand with one hand.

"I said, what are you still doing sitting around? You don't really intend to let everyone eat this dry thing!"

They were all anxiously waiting for Cheng Weiyao to take the lead in finding something to eat, waiting for a share of the pie, so how could they have the time to watch these two people have fun and mix oil with each other?
"Auntie, are you okay? If I want to eat, I am willing to share it with you if there is a way. It's my love. I don't do anything, I don't care about anything, that's my duty."

Cheng Weiyao came back to her senses, and grabbed the middle-aged aunt's wrist, her eyes were indifferent.

We are all fallen people in the world. In the last lard incident, as the strong, it is right to take care of the weak.

But this doesn't mean that she is a soft persimmon that is easy to handle. This time, she is tired and unwilling to take care of her. If someone takes the opportunity to make trouble, she will not be used to it.

"Why are you so fierce? I just came to ask, let me loose your hand, you hurt me!"

The middle-aged aunt was frightened by Cheng Weiyao's eyes, and immediately retreated, but her wrist was still clenched in the opponent's hand, so she could only bluff and shout.

"Want to leave? Okay, you knocked over my cake, please pay me one!"

Cheng Weiyao lazily spread out her other free hand. The cake Wen Chengyun gave just now had been knocked down to the ground, and she couldn't eat it due to this loss.

There are so many pairs of eyes watching, since Wen Chengyun can only sing bad faces, then of course he can play the role of a villain like killing chickens and respecting monkeys.

"No! Ouch~ Give it!"

The middle-aged aunt is not an idiot either. Cheng Weiyao didn't look for food, so dry food and pancakes became a rarity. She wanted to let it go, but she didn't expect the force on her wrist to suddenly increase, and the pain made her honestly compromise immediately.

"Madame mighty."

Wen Chengyun raised his eyebrows in surprise, and watched Cheng Weiyao sat back beside him with the new pancake contentedly.

"Split your husband in half."

Cheng Weiyao smiled. When she was a chef in the modern age, she used to weigh the spoon a lot. She picked up the big iron pot as soon as she said it, let alone pinching her wrist?

(End of this chapter)