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The Tempting Educated Youth Married to a Rough Man-Chapter 103 - 101: The Little Mushroom Shows Its Power
Xiao Chenxing was scared, but still rational. Hongguo, though timid, had a natural trust in Wen Ran.
She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Sis, I’ll bite them to death when I get the chance."
Wen Ran hissed, "Be honest and don’t make trouble. Watch me, understand?"
"Right," Xiao Chenye lowered his eyes, "don’t panic."
Wen Ran loosened Xiao Chenye’s ropes a bit and slipped a blade into his hand.
At a crucial moment, it could save their lives.
Also...
Were these prairie bandits too confident in themselves?
They had reckoned that since she was powerless, they wouldn’t cause any trouble.
With Xiao Chenye and Wen Ran holding the fort, the Xiao Family was scared but somewhat reassured.
After running for an hour, a small tent appeared in front of them, with over ten people inside, making Wen Ran feel numb.
Mrs. Xiao was also in despair, her tears streaming down as she trembled, "Xiao Wen, I’m sorry for dragging you into this. If I hadn’t insisted on bringing you, you would be home asleep now."
Why suffer this?
She was regretful and annoyed.
Wen Ran could only comfort her, "Aunt Xiao, don’t cry. Until the last moment, there’s still a chance to turn things around."
Moreover, Wen Ran felt extremely grateful she came along, otherwise relying on Xiao Chenye alone to protect the three people would have been quite challenging.
"What are you talking about? Everyone be honest! Once we’re here, if anyone dares to think otherwise, don’t blame me for turning hostile."
"Can’t, can’t..."
Wen Ran chuckled awkwardly.
The group was forced off the vehicle, stumbling into the small tent. Inside, even though Wen Ran’s face was almost frozen, she felt a sense of renewal.
Xiao Chenye was huddled in a corner under watch, while the others were tasked with chores. Wen Ran took the opportunity to collect firewood and carefully observed the small tent.
Behind was a wall of cow dung, used for wind protection and warmth, and could also be burned as firewood.
Next to it were five sheep, two cows, and beside that, a stable with ten horses and a high-wheeled cart.
Wen Ran blinked, hmm, these were all hidden treasures. Initially, she felt they had brought too little, but now it didn’t seem so.
"What are you staring at?"
A bandit appeared, leering at Wen Ran, "Hungry?"
Wen Ran nodded humbly, carrying the firewood inside.
Inside, Mrs. Xiao had already lit the fire. Hongguo and Xiao Chenxing were busy helping out. If not for the many men standing nearby, Wen Ran felt this was no different than being at home.
"Do you know how to stew lamb?"
"Yes, yes..."
Mrs. Xiao hesitated, "But fresh lamb takes a long time to stew, otherwise you can’t chew it." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
The bearded man frowned, "Then wait."
Are you joking? They’re willing to wait, but Wen Ran is not.
She cautiously raised her hand, "We can cook in two pots simultaneously, one to stew the lamb slowly and one for deer meat, we have it in our pack."
"Oh?"
"Really, the deer meat, at most an hour, and it’s done."
The bandit didn’t consider them a threat, laughing, "Hahaha, someone’s rushing to their death."
Wen Ran: "..."
Ha, let’s just say dad is eager to send you all to hell.
A fresh lamb was put into the pot, and as Wen Ran watched the water bubble inside, she let out a shallow breath and began scheming.
Deer meat stew with vermicelli was something they all would eat, so they had to be careful with the hallucinogenic mushrooms, or else it would knock everyone out, including their side.
She remembered where she had put the mushrooms...
"Auntie," Wen Ran approached Mrs. Xiao, "Let me do it."
Mrs. Xiao looked startled, "Huh? You do it?"
"Yeah," Wen Ran smiled, "Trust me, we’ll all be fine."
The ladle in her hand somehow got passed over.
Adding a pinch of powder was done quietly and unnoticed, though Wen Ran was unsure about the dosage—too low could be ineffective, too high might cause unforeseen issues.
Annoying.
Wen Ran threw in a pinch with a straight face.
In the neighboring pot, the mutton soup slowly turned milky white, and the venison with vermicelli and cabbage was done.
The bandits were somewhat cautious, making Wen Ran eat first. She did so without hesitation, appearing to eat while secretly stashing it away.
After ten minutes, seeing Wen Ran still lively and even bothering the mutton soup next door,
The bandits relaxed, squeezing the Xiao Family into a corner while they clamorously grabbed food.
The Xiao Family exchanged glances with Wen Ran, well!
Indeed, those beasts never intended to leave them any; had they known, they would’ve added more.
"Xiao Wen," Mrs. Xiao grasped Wen Ran’s hand, "we are..."
"It’s fine, let’s just see what happens next."
The mushrooms would soon take effect.
In about seven or eight minutes.
Suddenly one stopped moving, staring blankly around until his eyes caught Wen Ran’s, then brightened up.
He dropped his bowl, his emotions erupting, and lunged at Wen Ran’s feet with a howl.
Wen Ran: "!!!"
She admitted, her heart was in her throat.
Looking up again, about twenty brawny men were glaring at her, that feeling was indescribable.
"Wait, what’s this about?"
"Wuu wuu wuu," the man clung to Wen Ran’s calf, crying and sniffling, "Mother, I’m an unfilial son for making you suffer so much, never having enjoyed a day’s happiness till death."
Wen Ran: "."
Well, the mushrooms took effect, making him see her as his mother.
Wen Ran looked at Xiao Chenye, "What are you waiting for?"
Xiao Chenye shook off his restraints and stood up, "Coming."
The bandits were dumbfounded, still slurping noodles, "Wait a minute, what’s going on..."
Before he finished, Wen Ran knocked him out with a ladle.
The hallucinogenic mushrooms started to take effect, leaving most people completely incapacitated, performing dramas on the ground, each as a protagonist.
Some were lamenting about their lost loves, others regretting their reckless youth that caused their parents’ deaths, while some even envisioned conquering the prairie.
As a fight broke out, an unlucky one stumbled, nearly falling into the mutton soup.
Wen Ran’s heart almost leaped out of her throat.
They had been working so hard and didn’t even get a hot meal; if that soup was spilled...
With a swift kick, the man’s trajectory changed mid-fall, and he was booted against the tent with a thud.
Aunt Xiao watched anxiously, nudging her son, "Go help out!"
"I have to guard you all."
He stood in the corner, knocking out any shameless ones trying their luck.
"Oh dear!" Mrs. Xiao, recalling her previous grievances, couldn’t sit still. Picking up a stick from the ground, she was raring to go, "No need, we can fight too!"







