They left the city too late, and they couldn't make it to the next town to rest before dark. The city gates would be closed after dark, so they couldn't get into the city even if they made it. Fortunately, after leaving Fengdu City, there were many villages nearby. They entered the village and stayed at a farmer's house. They had a place to stay and didn't have to sleep in the wilderness.

On the table in the house, half a lamp was flickering, and the swaying shadows in the house were reflected on the paper windows.

The child who woke up was making a fuss and crying non-stop, and Qi Wanfeng was coaxing the child softly. Lele sat on the bed by himself, looking at the crying little Baoer, his little eyebrows were all drawn into a straight line, but fortunately, this child had been well-behaved since he was a child, and he didn't cry with him.

There was a "Ya-Ya" sound of the door being pushed open. Cao Xiangnan came from the kitchen with cooked porridge and some pancakes. He put the tray on the table with both hands. He walked over and saw the little boy who was still crying in Wanfeng's arms.

He asked, "Are you hungry, little boy? You have been crying for so long and you need to eat a full stomach to have the strength to continue crying." Qi Wanfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard what her husband said. "I think you are hungry." He said.

"Okay, everyone is hungry, Wanfeng, don't bother with this little bad boy. You are hungry too, right? Let's eat something together." Cao Xiangnan reached out and touched the aggrieved little boy. How could he know who was his relative at such a young age?

He has been crying since the separation and still misses his mother. She is a loyal person, he thought. It's good this way. At least he knows who is the mother who gave birth to him. Thinking of Fang Ziye's current situation, he sighed in his heart.

What Cao Xiangnan didn't tell anyone was that the old man asked someone to bring him to see him that day. Cao Xiangnan only knew the identity of the old man. What scared him was that the man asked him if the child was okay with him. He was not sure of the man's intention. It was the man's intention to let him take Xiao Baoer to Yipinzhai to let the child meet Fang Ziye.

He took Wanfeng and the child to Yipinzhai the next day. Unexpectedly, he ran into Fang Ziye who came upstairs, and the father and son met.

Maybe even Fang Ziye himself didn't know. He thought he had kept it a secret, but he didn't know when the other party had already known it. This is what Cao Xiangnan found scary. Fortunately, the old man had no intention of taking Xiao Baoer away from him, otherwise he really would not be able to explain to Fang Ziye, so Xiao Baoer stayed with him smoothly.

After knowing the identity of the old man, it was not difficult to know some things about the old man. Cao Xiangnan felt sorry for Fang Ziye in his heart. But he couldn't judge other people's private affairs. It was difficult to explain and explain things like feelings word by word. Everyone has their own choices.

I just don't know if the old man asked him to go that day just to have a cup of tea with him. Cao Xiangnan always felt that it was not that simple. No matter what his purpose was, they had left Fengdu City anyway. When he returned to Caojia Village, there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them. Was he afraid that the man would come to snatch Xiao Baoer?

It was not known whether it was a blessing or a curse for Xiao Baoer to have such a pair of parents. Seeing Xiao Baoer's red eyes and nose from crying, and his aggrieved look at him timidly, Cao Xiangnan felt very soft-hearted again. It didn't matter. He and Wan Feng were still there. It would be best if those two people didn't want the child. It would be best if he could just give the child away for free.

He touched the little guy. Fortunately, Xiao Baoer didn't have a fever after crying for so long. When he was a child, he would have a fever whenever he cried. Cao Xiangnan took the handkerchief on the bed and handed it to Wan Feng.

Qi Wanfeng took it, wiped the sweat off the child's forehead and back, and carried the child to sit on the stool. There was already porridge on the table, and asked, "Where are Zhengyang and the others?" He was asking about everyone's dinner. They rushed here until dark and didn't even have dinner.

"There's still food in the pot. Xiaolan is making pancakes in the kitchen. Don't worry about them. Feed Xiaobao first. I think the child is hungry." After waking up from a nap and crying for so long, he must be hungry.

"Yeah." Qi Wanfeng scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it, and fed it to Xiaobao'er's mouth. The little guy was really hungry. He opened his little mouth and ate it.

"Come on, kid, you must be hungry. Daddy will feed you." Cao Xiangnan picked up his fat boy. The little white fox had gone somewhere and disappeared. The lazy and greedy little white fox was a wild animal after all. It was possible that it would abandon the food at home and run out to hunt for food. He didn't need to worry about it.

Cao Ruile sat obediently on his father's lap, opened his mouth and waited for the porridge to be fed. He ate it mouthful by mouthful, and after two mouthfuls, he pointed at the cake on the table and asked for it. Cao Xiangnan, the father, took the initiative to tear off a piece of the cake for the child to eat, and ate two bites himself, and then tore off a piece to feed Qi Wanfeng who was feeding Xiaobaoer.

Xiaobaoer, the little bad boy, ate two bites and refused to eat, turning his head away.

"My dear, why don't you eat anymore? Be good, open your mouth and eat a little more, or you'll be hungry." Qi Wanfeng was so worried that his hair turned white when he saw that the child refused to eat. The spoon followed the child's mouth, but the child just refused to open his mouth.

Lele over there almost finished his bowl and ate a large piece of biscuit. When the father and son saw that little Bao was making trouble again, they all looked up at him.

"...Bao..."

Cao Xiangnan was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was the boy in his arms who called him little Bao. He looked down and found that his boy's eyebrows were about to be twisted together, and his little face was serious.

"Bao, eat." Lele's chubby hands tried to pry little Bao away, pinching his little eyebrows and said.

Although the words were simple, the pronunciation was clear.

Qi Wanfeng was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was his boy who was talking to Xiao Baoer. He smiled and said to Xiao Baoer, "My dear, Lele asked you to eat." He turned Xiao Baoer's face around and faced his boy.

"Eat..." Lele didn't care about the father and mother who were too surprised. Seeing that his father didn't feed him anymore, he turned back to look at his father.

Cao Xiangnan responded and laughed out loud. He scooped porridge with the spoon in his hand and fed it to his boy. He said to Xiao Baoer, "Xiao Baoer, Lele asked you to eat. Did you hear me?"

Eat, don't make trouble! Lele frowned and looked at Xiao Baoer who was not honest even when eating.

Little Baoer seemed to understand, but he tilted his head. Finally, when he saw his brother eating, he opened his mouth to eat. Qi Wanfeng smiled and praised his little Lele, "Our Lele can teach Little Baoer, he is really amazing."

The praised Lele's brows loosened, and he ate the rice that his father fed him with big mouthfuls. Little Baoer started to eat, babbling to everyone, and finally smiled on his face.

In the end, Little Baoer even finished a small bowl of porridge, which showed that he was really hungry. Lele had already eaten enough and was waiting for Little Baoer. At such a young age, he set a good example of a brother.

After sweeping away all the food on the table, Cao Xiangnan carried the tray out.

He poured hot water from the pot, wiped the two children's bodies, put them on the bed, and fell asleep together. It was getting late, and after wiping them and getting on the bed, Cao Xiangnan held Qi Wanfeng in his arms. The two exchanged a light kiss and hugged each other. Nothing could make him more satisfied than this moment.

"Go to sleep." He kissed the person in his arms. The person in his arms half-closed his eyes, uttered a "hmm", and breathed lightly in his arms. After a while, he fell asleep. Cao Xiangnan kissed the sleeping person and closed his eyes.

There was no moon tonight. There were a few stars scattered in the sky. The darkness enveloped the whole village. The barking of dogs at night came from far away. The lights in the farmer's small yard were blown out, and it was quiet. Everyone went into the house to sleep. The horse tied in the shed swung its tail to drive away the mosquitoes and flies that bothered the horse at night.

Two small lanterns were hung in front of the door of Feng Mansion, flickering in the night. Everyone in the house had gone to sleep.

A group of men in black climbed over the wall and went inside. The leader waved his hand, and all the people scattered. One by one, the dark shadows walked along the wall, entering one room after another. The big knives in their hands silently cut the necks of the people sleeping in the bed. The people in their sleep died without even a struggle.

"You..." The servant who got up at night to go to the toilet saw the swaying figures, and before he could say a word, he was cut on the neck by a knife and died.

The dark clouds in the sky moved, and all the men in black returned to the front hall. The leader waved his hand, and all the men in black disappeared silently.

There was a fire in Feng Mansion at night, the flames shot up to the sky, the beams fell from the height, making a loud noise, the person on the bed seemed to be asleep, motionless, the servant lying on the ground, the blood from the neck dyed the ground red, he was dead long ago.

A big fire burned the whole Feng Mansion to ashes, none of the twenty or so people escaped, all died inside. The next day, the government officials went in and carried out the charcoal-burned bodies one by one.

The people standing at the door turned their faces away, not daring to look at the bodies being carried out.

Except for the captured Feng Fuyin, all the people in the Feng Mansion were dead. Among the people carried out, there were two small corpses. People living nearby had seen Feng Fuyin's two sons. They were good-looking and smart, but now they were dead.

"Alas..." The wind blew and took away someone's sigh.

The onlookers couldn't bear it and dispersed one by one.

The next day, the whole Fengdu City fell into an inexplicable silence. There were not many people eating in the restaurants and teahouses. They sat together in groups of three or four. They dared to talk in a low voice and did not dare to speak loudly for fear of being heard.

A half-worn carriage stopped in front of the Qi Mansion, and the people in the carriage got off the carriage. The housekeeper of the mansion came out in a hurry, bowed and respectfully called out "Master."

"Yes." Qi Xiang nodded and strode inside. The housekeeper followed behind and informed their master of what had happened in Fengdu City in the past two days. He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to their master respectfully.

This was brought by someone from the Feng Mansion yesterday. Their master was not in the mansion, so he had not been able to give it to his master.

"Bullshit!" Qi Xiang slammed the letter in his hand on the table, and even the good-tempered Qi Xiang lost his temper.

The housekeeper stood aside with his head down, not daring to speak.