There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 17 Follow the nonsense

The beeps sounded one after another, and by the end, out of the 64 people in this group of bandits, only five did not give good reviews.

Song Rutang washed her hands and walked out, and was surrounded by a group of big men:
"Sister, the pancakes you made are so delicious!"

"Does the girl need a foster husband? My son is fourteen this year. Although his appearance is not good enough for the girl, he is very obedient. You tell him to go east -"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yang Mingli became anxious and stepped forward to block Song Rutang. He waved away the crowded bandits and cursed at them.

"My niece came here with good intentions to teach you how to cook, but you still want to kidnap her? Tang Bao, let's go!"

Song Rutang was pulled out by Yang Mingli, but she felt a weight on her legs. When she looked back, she saw that both legs were hugged by the baby:

"Sister, we also want to go with you."

Song Rutang couldn't think of what she had done to let these little kids hold on to her and insist on being with her, and she never thought about taking them away.

After kicking her legs, Song Rutang's face darkened:

"open."

The little kids turned red-eyed and refused to let go.

Zhuang Mang watched from the side, also a little anxious, and wanted to pull the babies away, but found that the babies were surprisingly strong, dragging Song Rutang's legs and refused to let go.

"Good kids, tell daddy, why do you have to go with this sister?"

Zhuang Mang's beard was trembling, and he tried hard to remember what he had done wrong to make the children have a problem with him, and they all wanted to leave him.

"The cakes made by my sister taste like girls."

The kids muttered, looked at the useless cook behind them, then at Song Rutang, and pulled Song Rutang closer to her.

Zhuang Mang's eyes turned red. Seeing the faces of these dolls that had shrunk since his late wife passed away, he felt very guilty inside.

After thinking for a long time, I finally made a decision:

"Pack your things and let's go together!"

Hey, why didn't the little ones get away and a group of adults were added to the party?
Song Rutang turned her head and stared at him doubtfully, questioning the authenticity of his words in her eyes.

A gang of dozens of people just left because of the words of a few children?
Zhuang Mang scratched his head and forced a smile, trying to control his expression in front of this little lady who had attracted the baby's attention.

He pointed to several carts of hay behind him, and then someone went over to lift up the hay, only to see a few bags of food and clothing exposed under the hay. Zhuang Mang explained:
"I was planning to leave originally, but all the water sources behind the mountain were cut off, even..."

Zhuang Mang paused. Seeing that the listener had no doubts, he changed his words:

"Even the spring at the back has dried up, so we packed our things and were ready to leave. No, everything was packed. Unfortunately, these children were fooling around and ran out when we were about to leave. That's why we didn't leave. become!"

He reached out and tapped the big baby on the forehead, making the big baby laugh. After Zhuang Mang finished speaking, he carefully took a look at the reactions of everyone in the Yang family. Seeing that they were not disgusted, he continued:
"We don't mean any harm, it's just that this baby... Well, this baby also misses their mother. If we can go together, we will take turns keeping vigil for you. I just hope that this little lady can take care of several babies every other day. Let’s make some food, do you think this will work?”

Song Rutang thought for a while and felt that this was feasible.

There are so many people in this group of bandits, and they will be able to provide a lot of good reviews for new missions in the future. Besides, if we go together, we can also scare the hungry refugees, so there is nothing to lose.

As for cooking, that was what had to be done. These children didn't eat much, so it didn't matter if they cooked a few more portions. But if they brought dozens of bandits with them... Song Rutang's eyes shifted to the big men behind Zhuang Mang. Waving hands:
"We don't need it. We don't need it. Sister, just take care of your child's food. Don't worry about us rough old men!"

"We can do everything, hunting...hunting, washing clothes, everything! From now on we can do all the dirty work!"

"In the future, when the food is gone, we will go look for it. I guarantee you won't have to spend a single copper!"

Song Rutang didn't think about where to find the food. She nodded to Mrs. Yang and said she could accept it. Mrs. Yang then came forward to negotiate with Zhuang Mang.

Everyone in the Yang family thought it was nothing. They stood aside and agreed to the matter.

Zhu accidentally got lost with the Yang family because of the shielding device. It was not until this moment that she was found by Yang Mingda who was not aware of it.

I finally trotted all the way over, but when I saw this scene, I gasped and couldn't help but get angry at Yang Mingda:

"Why does everyone come with us? Mingda, it's just your niece's misbehavior, but you are also messing around?"

Yang Mingda frowned, but he didn't expect these words to come from Zhu's mouth.

He vaguely remembered that when he first married Mrs. Zhu, she was gentle, courteous, and sensible. Since when did she start saying these contemptuous words and become more and more aggressive?
Yang Mingda looked at Song Rutang helplessly. Song Rutang ignored him and turned to look at his mother who was too kind:

"Mom, are you angry that your second aunt said such things?"

Yang Songlan was stunned.

She was indeed angry, but what could be done?

Women's virtues say that they must be obedient and respect their elders. The second sister-in-law is considered half of her elders and should not be disobedient no matter what.

Song Rutang figured it out after a moment's thought, but frowned a little more, as he really didn't want to cause a lot of undue trouble in the future.

His body became a little more impatient, and there seemed to be warnings from the original owner in his ears. Song Rutang took a deep breath and patiently guided:
“What if my daughter couldn’t think about this and drowned herself in a river to prove her innocence?

Mom, if your daughter was really beaten to death by her aunt that day, would you still sympathize with her? "

Everything around her seemed to freeze at this moment. Yang Songlan felt a roar in her head and a dull pain in her heart.

What would she do if her daughter really died that day?

She vaguely remembered that the cat she had raised when she was young was trampled to death by a passing carriage. She held on to the carriage and refused to let it go, hoping to make the horse pay for her cat's life.

Since when did it change?

Yang Songlan looked at Zhu.

It started with the book on women's virtues that my second sister-in-law gave me.

The second sister-in-law knew that she was attracted to Minglang, so she gave her a stack of scriptures and warned her to abide by her duties as a woman, which gradually softened her temper.

But later, the second sister-in-law secretly handed her money when she and Minglang were eloping, encouraging her to escape boldly, without even thinking about the previous observance of etiquette.

It's ridiculous that she has regarded her second sister-in-law as a relative for so many years. She even assured Tang Bao that day at the inn that her second sister-in-law was a good person. But now that she thinks about it, it turns out that she was the one who paid her sincerity by mistake!
For a moment, something like thunder flashed through Yang Songlan's mind, and she figured out all the key points. She looked at Zhu with hostility in her eyes, and she mustered up the courage to speak:

"Second sister-in-law, why are you pressing on my Tangbao step by step, and why are you trying to frame her like this?"

(End of this chapter)