Feng Yuwei's clothes still smelled bad.

Su Jiaoniang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where did Mr. Feng go? How did he get into this state?"

Feng Yuwei smiled and said, "It's nothing, Madam Su, don't worry!"

"Okay!" Seeing that Feng Yuwei didn't say anything.

Su Jiaoniang did not ask any further questions.

One should know one's place!

I. The night passed.

The next day, Su Jiaoniang woke up early.

She followed behind Feng Yuwei with Xiaoya in tow.

Watching Feng Yuwei walk into a small courtyard.

Su Jiaoniang led the little girl over the wall and stood in the courtyard, where they could hear the children reciting their lessons.

this?

Did Feng Yuwei open a school here?

Xiao Ya and Su Jiao Niang exchanged a glance.

"Mommy, look!" the little girl said, pointing to Feng Yuwei in the corner.

Feng Yuwei changed his clothes, carried a manure basket on his back, and walked outside.

Su Jiaoniang and Xiao Ya followed Feng Yuwei.

Feng Yuwei was seen fighting with a group of children over cow dung.

A passing animal defecated, and someone was shoveling it away with a shovel. Feng Yuwei was one of them.

When noon arrived, Feng Yuwei returned to the small courtyard with a basket on his back and divided the cow dung he had collected into three portions.

Soon, the young boy who had been reciting his lessons came out of the house, carrying a basket as he walked away: "Thank you, Senior Brother Feng!"

Before leaving, the three children sincerely thanked Feng Yuwei in their childish voices.

After seeing the person off, Feng Yuwei wiped the sweat from his forehead and a simple smile appeared on his handsome face.

This side of Feng Yuwei was something Su Jiaoniang had never seen before.

The simple-minded man came out with a steamed bun and handed one to Feng Yuwei.

Feng Yuwei used the same hand he had used to pick up manure to eat the steamed bun.

They really aren't picky!