ong Jiuli dared not speak out of anger. She was afraid that next time, Jiang Wan wouldn't even lend her a pot.It so happened that Shen Qian caught sight of this scene from afar. When Song Jiuli went t...As soon as Song Jiubian agreed, everyone in the second, third houses, and even the old matriarch's heart was filled with joy.

Jiang Wan also lightly curled her lips, the goal was achieved, and now she could let go and do whatever she wanted.

It's just that the other people in the main house couldn't accept it. Song Da Niangzi's voice choked with sobs, "Yuan'er, we can't split up the family, what will you do if we split up"

She knows her family's situation better than anyone. After the split, how could those few weak women save her Yuan'er

The road to exile was fraught with peril, and she feared she couldn't protect her children.

Song Jiuchir and Song Jiuli also couldn't accept it, the two stubbornly looked at Song Jiubian.

"Ahem... ahem..."

Song Jiubian coughed lightly and said firmly, "Listen to me."

He always spoke with absolute authority, and his family rarely contradicted him, so they could only swallow their resentment.

Song Jiubian then looked at the elderly mistress not far away and said, "We can split the family, but I want the documents for the family division, so that we will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

"In this remote countryside, where would one find ink and paper"

Shen Qian mumbled to herself, the male god she once adored was now like this. She felt heartbroken, but also a little relieved.

Fortunately, she didn't marry Song Jiubian, or she would have to take care of a half-dead person now.

"I have."

Ginger suddenly spoke, and in the shocked gazes of everyone present, she casually took down the silk cloth that half covered her hair.

This silk cloth wasn't large, but it was remarkably pure. Since it wasn't worth much silver, the Imperial Forest Guards didn't confiscate it at the time.

In the midst of curious glances, Jiang Wan walked to the freshly built bonfire and retrieved a branch that hadn't completely burned out. She strode back to Song Jiu-yuan's side and spread the silk on the stone.

"I'll write it, you just sign."

After finishing, everyone looked at her in surprise as she held a twig and wrote the document for the division of property like flowing clouds and water. She even left blank spaces for Song Jiubian and the others to sign their names.

Here, sign this.

Jiang Wan presented the finished silk scroll to Song Jiubian. Song Jiubian's hand, clutching a branch, trembled uncontrollably, yet he gritted his teeth and signed his name.

Song Jiuchil always listened to his elder brother and signed his own name. Afraid that other members of the Song family would go back on their word, he even had Song's sister-in-law and Jiang Wan sign their names as well.

Ginger then took the silk cloth and walked to the old lady's face, "Grandmother, it's your turn."

"I..."

Madam Song blushed. She couldn't possibly say she was illiterate, could she Thankfully, her niece was considerate and immediately said:

"My mother isn't feeling well, so we are signing on her behalf."

Okay.

Ginger watched everyone sign, her brows furrowed in amusement. Last up was Shen Qian, who signed her name with a triumphant air.

"Ginger, you don't even have your family to support you, and you're so eager to split the family You'll regret this later!"

She still has the silver notes her parents hid in her package, but what does Ginger have

"How are we doing Don't trouble yourself."

Ginger carefully took the silk cloth back, tucking it into her sleeve with utmost care. In reality, she had already put it away in her spatial storage.

On that side, Lady Song touched Song Jiubian's forehead and quietly let out a breath of relief.

"Well, I guess the fever is gone."

"Hmm."

Song Jiubian felt a bitterness in his mouth and didn't know it was because Ginger Wan secretly fed him medicine while he was unconscious. He only thought it was due to feeling unwell.

Seeing his furrowed brow, Jiang Wan passed him the water pouch, her voice softening.

"Drink some water quickly."

"Okay."

After swallowing a few mouthfuls, Song Jiubian finally felt a little better. At this time, the official who was cooking outside also strolled in.

Of course, they weren't deaf to the commotion inside. They were just too busy eating and didn't feel like dealing with it.

Moreover, Ren Bong didn't want to face Song Dajiang's pleas.

The officials arrived, which was effectively the end of the commotion. No one dared to cause any trouble anymore, and they all lay around in the cave resting at random.

Song Jiuli was still sobbing silently, clutching her face. She had been crying all day and no one felt like comforting her at the moment.

While Song Jiuci lay on the ground, his eyes gazed silently at the cave, as if lost in thought.

"Auntie Song, seeing her face full of discomfort, Jiang Wan said, 'Mother, we still have a long journey tomorrow. You should rest first. I'll take care of my husband.'"

When everyone else was asleep, she could still secretly change his medicine and feed him some. Otherwise, she wouldn't dare to do it under the watchful eyes of others.

"You rest, I'll take care of Yuan'er."

Son has become like this, where can a mother even sleep at ease Song Da-niang felt her heart wrenching with pain, her mind filled with resentment. She resented her husband's disappearance, the indifference of the old lady and her relatives. At that moment, she couldn't fall asleep at all.

Instead, Song Jiuli cried herself to sleep. Song Jichí, on the other hand, carried Song Jiu'yuan all day long and was so tired that he fell asleep.

Ginger put a few sleeping pills in the water bladder. When Song's daughter drank the water, she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Of course, Song Jiu yuan also fainted. In the firelight, Jiang Wan quietly rolled Song Jiu yuan over and gently treated his wounds.

Looking at his appearance, Jiang Wan even took out a few bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine from her spatial pouch and directly injected him with several needles. It was faster than taking anti-inflammatory medicine.

After all that, Ginger yawned and was just about to rest when she heard the little sprite's voice again.

"Master, it's time to stock up."

Ginger...

She rubbed her aching temples, "Little sprite, this remote wilderness... are you sure you're not joking"

"No kidding, there's a secret room under this cave, and it's full of treasure."

The little sprite's words jolted Jiang Wan awake. The sleepiness vanished in an instant, and her eyes shone brightly. She eagerly asked:

"Really Where's the entrance, I'll go right now!"

Treasure! Just the thought of ginger stew excited her, for in this world, only food and wealth could truly thrill her.

The entrance is at the deepest part of the cave. The owner can explore it themselves.

As they were talking, Jiang Wan realized that a map appeared in her mind, clearly showing the layout of the cave. She glanced at it and understood.

Then, using his abilities, he vanished instantly from before the crowd. Only the sleeping crowd hadn't yet realized it.

This cave is very large, easily accommodating hundreds of people. There's even plenty of space inside.

According to the map, Ginger walked to the innermost part of the cave and discovered a deep, bottomless pool behind it.

Ginger first changed her clothes from the space, wrapped her hair up, and then quietly went down the water, pinching her nose.

Following the stream to its lowest point, Jiang Wan arrived at a rock wall behind it. As she emerged from the pool, she saw a large secret chamber.

Inside the room, there were dozens of dusty boxes of all sizes. Ginger Wan excitedly climbed onto the shore, worried that there might be a mechanism. She didn't dare touch them directly.

Instead, she took out a pair of professional gloves from the space and carefully opened each box one by one.

She was dumbfounded.

Oh my God!!!

What kind of divine luck is this Twenty chests of gold, twenty chests of silver, twenty chests of rare treasures, and even twenty chests of antique calligraphy and paintings. Plus ten chests of books and scrolls, all precious artifacts.

Ginger was so excited she almost jumped up, her eyes wide with excitement. She did it!ongxiu and slowly walked into the pavilion.Ladies upon seeing Hongxiu and Feng Qinhua, their expressions were varied. Some wore scorn, others contempt.Fen Qinghua casually swept her gaze over the crow...