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

Chapter 19 Tell her to suffer
Song Rutang ignored her and just focused on cooking. Finally, Yang Mingda put down his rice bowl and walked over, reaching out and taking off the cloth from Zhu's mouth.

Zhu's mouth suddenly relaxed, but before she could close it, she turned to look at Song Rutang, her eyes full of anger.

Thinking of last night, even his own daughter came to him and told him not to bother with Song Rutang again. He became angry and spat at Song Rutang:
"Bitch!"

Yang Mingda was startled and quickly stuffed the cloth back into Zhu's mouth.

Zhu's eyes widened as she glared at Yang Mingda, and then turned her gaze to Yang Songlan.

Song Rutang also paid attention to the movement over there, feeling Zhu's gaze, and she also put her eyes on Yang Songlan's face.

Yang Songlan felt the two gazes and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. She turned back to look at Mr. Zhu and moved her lips.

"Mother."

Song Rutang shouted and stared at Yang Songlan closely to see what her next reaction would be.

Fortunately, what Yang Songlan said did not disappoint her. She was more inhumane than before:

"Second sister-in-law, if you continue to talk so openly, don't blame us for leaving you here."

After saying this, Yang Songlan clenched her hands tightly, feeling slightly frightened in her heart.

I thought that Mrs. Zhu would be even more angry, but unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhu snorted, turned away and stopped making any sound.

Seeing this scene, Song Rutang was in a good mood and added a piece of cake to Yang Songlan's hand.

"Mom, eat more and be full."

After receiving the cake from Song Rutang, Yang Songlan was overjoyed and took a bite. She always felt that tonight's cake was particularly sweet.

After Song Rutang finished eating the piece of cake in his hand, he clapped his hands and tried to get up, when a black shadow enveloped him.

Immediately afterwards, another piece of cake was thrust into her hand.

Song Rutang raised his head, looked at Zhuang Mang in front of him and rubbed his head with a smile. There was a hint of shyness on his dark face:

"Little madam, our cook here said that in order to repay your kindness, he specially made you a pancake."

Song Rutang looked at the piece of cake in her hand and felt something was strange, so she took off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

After just one sip, I felt a salty taste rush straight into my throat, and my five senses clenched together involuntarily.

She looked at the cake in her hand in disbelief, and finally understood why those children just ate her food and chased after her.

To be honest, if she ate this kind of food every day, she would seize the opportunity and run out.

Turning around to look at the bandits, I saw that each of them was holding a half-baked cake in their hands, the quality of which was even worse than the one in their hands.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and thanked Zhuang Mang:
"Thank you, this cake is very... special."

Zhuang Mang thought Song Rutang liked him, so he was even happier, and the scar on his face spread out:
"As long as you like it. If you need help with anything, just let me know. Brothers are rough, but they can do anything. Don't worry!"

Song Rutang nodded hard and ate another biscuit in front of Zhuang Mang to express his appreciation. Zhuang Mang then left happily.

As soon as Zhuang Mang left, Song Rutang patted her butt and stood up. When no one was paying attention, she walked up to Zhu and took off the rag from Zhu's mouth.

Zhu stared at her, and just as she was about to speak, a knife appeared near her mouth.

"If you dare to speak nonsense, I will cut your tongue."

Song Rutang took the knife and stabbed Zhu's mouth, and a drop of blood appeared on the lip.

Zhu's face turned pale with fright and she didn't dare to say a word. Feeling the stinging pain on her lips, she looked at Song Rutang begging for mercy.Song Rutang stuffed the cake into Zhu's mouth:
"Eat quickly, there's nothing else to eat. If you don't want to eat, you'll be hungry."

"I eat, I eat."

Mrs. Zhu's stomach was rumbling with hunger for a long time. She didn't care whether the cake was delicious or not. Under Song Rutang's threat, she quickly ate it all.

"Wouldn't it be better to be so obedient earlier?"

Song Rutang rolled up the cloth, stuffed it back into Zhu's mouth, and then walked back to the place where he had eaten like a normal person.

At this time, Yang Songlan had already put away the dishes and chopsticks, and frowned when she saw Song Rutang coming from Zhu's side.

Song Rutang thought she was going to say that she had gone too far, but Yang Songlan didn't mean it at all:
"Why are you giving her food? Why don't you just starve her to death? This will save you more trouble along the way."

Song Rutang thought she heard wrongly and picked her ears, but she still heard Yang Songlan say:

"That's right. Your second uncle and the others must be reluctant to part with her. They have to make her suffer a little before tomorrow."

Finding that picking out her ears was useless, Song Rutang rubbed her eyes again and looked at Yang Songlan several times.

"Your mother didn't let anyone turn her around. When I was young, I was much better than I am now. It's all because of your short-lived father that I'm like this now."

Song Rutang felt very strange. He walked around Yang Songlan several times and couldn't help but praise:
"Mother, you look much better now than before."

"That's not."

Yang Songlan felt that the inexplicable emotion before had freed her from her restraints. She felt much better, regained her energy, and started joking with Song Rutang.

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At night, everyone fell asleep under the tree, snoring one after another.

Yang Pinrou couldn't sleep, so she opened her eyes, climbed up quietly, walked past the sleeping people, walked slowly to the bullock cart, and took off the cloth from Zhu's mouth.

"Mom, drink some water."

Yang Pinrou picked up the water bag and handed it to Zhu's mouth. Zhu turned her head and stared at her eagerly:

"Good girl, you still feel sorry for me. My arms are very sore. Can you help me untie the rope?"

Yang Pinrou looked back at Song Rutang and then at her mother, who had been tied up for a long time. She only hesitated for a moment and then untied the rope for her.

Zhu's arms, which had been stiff for a day, were finally released. He breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his arms and relaxed for a moment, and rolled his eyes slightly.

Looking at these people who had not cared about her all day, Zhu clenched her back molars, but still didn't say anything, and touched Yang Pinrou's head:

"Good girl, you go and take a nap first. Mother will have a rest and then I'll ask you to tie her up."

Yang Pinrou nodded, then tiptoed over the sleeping people, lay down quietly, and closed her eyes tightly.

Zhu looked around, took off his clothes from the cart, added some clothes to his body, and walked back along the woods.

When Zhu walked away, Yang Pinrou rubbed her eyes, sat up again, looked in the direction Zhu left, and did not pursue her in the end.

Mrs. Zhu was very angry. She thought of the team she had met when she was separated from the Yang family during the day, so she grabbed the branches and walked back.

But after searching for a long time, she couldn't find the group of people she was looking for. Just when she was about to give up, she finally heard a sound from near a crooked neck tree.

She was overjoyed and immediately chased towards the source of the sound.

(End of this chapter)