After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

Although I still don’t know anything about it.

Moreover, the original person was obviously involved in a kidnapping accident when he got married.

There are so many mysteries yet to be solved.

But finally there are some clues.

Aunt Chu arranged for the maid to marry as a substitute, perhaps to protect herself, or perhaps it was the ultimate goal in Jiang Wancheng's kidnapping case.

As for which person did it, it is unknown.

So far, except for this old servant, no one else has found any trace of Jiang Wancheng. It is obvious that the substitute marriage plan was successful.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Just marry whoever wants to marry.

Although she really wanted to find out what happened to her original body, she didn't want to marry into some down-and-out famous family. Even if she wasn't down and out, she still didn't want to get involved in it at all.

It's just that I feel a little guilty for the old servant who sacrificed his life to find her, and for the original person.

"What did I call you before?"

Old slave: "You think highly of me and always call me your loyal uncle..."

Jiang Wancheng: "Uncle Zhong. Do you want to eat something hot? I'll make it for you myself!"

Uncle Zhong looked at her with tears in his eyes: "Hey, okay...then old slave, I will be lucky enough to taste the food you made, girl..."

Jiang Wancheng saw that he was so weak, and it was obvious that he could no longer move.

He looked at Wen Chaoyan: "Dalangjun, please go quickly and bring the small pot, and I will cook some hot porridge for Uncle Zhong."

Wen Chaoyan nodded immediately. With Mr. Feng here, he had no worries and immediately strode back.

Jiang Wancheng hurried to the river and picked up the half-handled fish.

Not just hot porridge, she also wanted Uncle Zhong to eat as much good food as possible before he died, so that he would not be so pitiful.

Feng Lao came over: "Cheng'er, master, come here."

She shook her hands and couldn't scrape off the fish scales.

Mr. Feng brought a dagger with him, so he took it and quickly handled it.

Jiang Wancheng was busy preparing other things.

Seeing her like this, Mr. Feng couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you...master give him some medicine?"

Jiang Wancheng shook his head: "No need, Master. You are right, it is better to let him go."

She should know what kind of situation this loyal uncle is in.

Chilblains, hunger, cold, fear.

Also, he ate the birds and animals raw in order to survive, and he didn’t know what viruses and bacteria were already inside and outside his body.

Even if Master's elixir can temporarily bring his life back, it is really just a matter of reluctance.

Rather than letting him suffer for a few more days, why not just let him get out of it?

And the only thing she could do was to make him leave happily.

Wen Chaoyan quickly brought back the small iron pot and rice.

The two of them put the pot on the fire together, and then quickly cooked the porridge in the pot.

Jiang Wancheng began to grill the fish.

She spilled the red wine, touched one side of the four fishes, and then stuffed the green onions and ginger shreds into the fish's bellies.

After a while, the aroma of grilled fish spread out.

Jiang Wancheng put the tiles on two stones again, and Wen Chaoyan also had a basin of live shrimps.

Jiang Wancheng picked up a few particularly large ones, moistened them with some oil, and then placed them on the hot tiles and started grilling them.

Sister Ya swallowed secretly on the side, and Wen Erlang warned her: "You are not allowed to go to Sister A for food for the time being. Do you hear me?"

Sister Ya nodded her little head in confusion, "Second brother, who is he?"

Wen Erlang also listened for a while and whispered: "It seems that he is the servant who came to look for Sister A. Her family background seems to be very simple!" "And Sister A is actually engaged."

Wen Erlang felt very unhappy when he thought of this.

If my sister returns home, and their identities are completely different from now on, my brother will be completely out of luck! ?

Sister Ya tilted her head, as if thinking of something, biting her fingernails and said: "But this person said that Sister A had an engagement before... Sister A also asked if his surname was Wen, and that Sister A's groom was with Do we have the same last name?"

It took Wen Erlang a long time to react before he completely came to his senses.

He ecstatically grabbed his younger sister's shoulders and said, "Sister Ya, what exactly did you say just now? Tell your brother carefully and listen!"

Sister Ya was shocked.

But they couldn't resist the second brother's persistence, so the two had to whisper to each other.

On the other side, Jiang Wancheng's hot white porridge was finally out of the pot.

She put the porridge into a bowl and kept stirring it. After a while, the temperature dropped.

Then he tore off a whole piece of meat from the grilled fish, carefully shaved the spines, and put it on the plate.

He also peeled three shrimps and brought them to Uncle Zhong together.

But Uncle Zhong was already so angry that Jiang Wancheng finally woke him up: "Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong? The porridge is ready, you have a taste."

Uncle Zhong struggled to open his eyes and opened his mouth again.

A mouthful of warm, sweet porridge made him shed tears.

Such good rice was a gift from his girl ten years ago, and he was able to take a bite of it.

Unexpectedly, before he died, he would be lucky enough to have another bite, and it was made by his girl.

These days, raw meat, living animals and ice water have made Uncle Zhong forget what it feels like to eat something hot in the mouth.

And this bite instantly reminded him that if he could take this hot bite, he would die without regrets.

"There is also some fish I grilled. You can also eat some."

Uncle Zhong nodded, and Jiang Wancheng personally fed the shaved fish into his mouth.

I also ate all three cooked shrimps.

I also finished a bowl of white porridge.

Maybe he was too tired, so Uncle Zhong closed his eyes with satisfaction: "Girl, my life is worth it..."

"Let me rest for a while... let me rest for a while..."

"Okay, you have a rest. I'll put the porridge aside so you can have another bowl later."

Uncle Zhong had a smile on his face and just said, "Okay..."

Jiang Wancheng silently put away the bowls and chopsticks, and then shaved the other fish cleanly.

Just as she was squatting by the stream and washing her hands, Wen Chaoyan came behind her and whispered: "Uncle Zhong is gone."

Jiang Wancheng paused.

After a while, he nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Uncle Zhong passed away peacefully, and at the last moment, he finally met the master he had longed for and been searching for.

For him, death is not terrible.

What's terrible is that I continue to live with neither human nor ghost, and my whole body is in pain.

A group of people buried Uncle Zhong on the spot by the stream.

Jiang Wancheng also set up a sign for him and offered all the uneaten fish and white porridge in front of his grave.

"Uncle Zhong, you won't go hungry in the next life. You can go well. Thank you for risking your life to find Jiang Wancheng..."

But what she couldn't tell Uncle Zhong was that the master he was looking for was actually no longer alive.

Jiang Wancheng kowtowed guiltily, and then turned around and went home with the Wen brothers, sisters and master who were waiting for her behind her.