After Feng Yu'er explained, Lu Qiqi finally understood why the 'school' showed signs of carbonization. It turned out that it had been destroyed, but not completely destroyed, leaving behind traces.
As Feng Yu'er spoke, her voice became somewhat hoarse. She said, "After returning, the Feng family mansion was no longer what it used to be. When I entered the house, I almost didn't recognize it. This was actually the place where I grew up."
One can only imagine her state of mind when she brought her half-brother into the mansion and saw the chaotic state of the place.
It took a tremendous amount of effort to manage the Feng family mansion so efficiently within just a few months.
Feng Yu'er continued, "Those children are the orphans of the generals who guarded the border. When the city gates were about to fall, the generals sent their wives and children to a safe place."
With no worries about the future, they could focus on protecting the border cities and territory of the Great Jin Dynasty.
They all sacrificed their lives for their country.
At this point, Feng Yu'er could no longer hold back, and she put her hands on her forehead, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Lu Qiqi quickly got up and patted her shoulder, offering silent comfort.
At that moment, she couldn't think of any words of comfort.
By adopting Feng Yu'er's perspective, one can understand how heavy the burden on her shoulders is.
The fact that all these children are at Feng Family School must be because Feng Yu'er must have put in a lot of effort.
Those generals who used to spar frequently in the alley probably never imagined that, on their deathbed, they would turn hostility into friendship and do everything in their power to get their wives and children to safety.
Feng Yu'er composed herself and loosened her embrace around Lu Qiqi's waist. She then noticed a damp patch on the clothes where her face had been pressed.
As soon as she looked up, she saw Lu Qiqi gesturing to her with her eyes about the sins she had just committed.
In an instant, her mood changed, and she lowered her head somewhat shyly, sat down at the round table, and replaced the cold tea in the two cups with hot tea.
At noon, the students finished their classes.
Instead of heading home, they got their food from the room next door.
Even at his own school, Feng Zijun didn't have the privilege of special treatment. At lunchtime, he and Zhou Yi lined up to get their food.
After resting for two hours, they returned to school to continue their studies.
Day after day, from spring to summer.
Meanwhile, Lu Qiqi and Feng Yuer were having a private meal, enjoying large chunks of pork knuckle.
They felt no burden at all, and even thought that if there hadn't been a shortage of supplies here, they could have eaten even more lavishly.
Feng Yu'er brought out a jar of wine from somewhere, and the rich aroma of the wine could be smelled as soon as the lid was lifted.
Looking at the freshly dug mud, Lu Qiqi boldly guessed, "Could this wine be the Daughter's Red that your father hid for you?"
Feng Yu'er nodded and smiled, "You guessed right, this is my father's hidden Daughter's Red wine, a particularly good wine, which he specially dug out for you to try."
Even so, wine aged over ten years, without any preservative treatment, and with no knowledge of the mold situation underground.
Is this definitely Daughter's Red Wine, and not some deadly concoction?
Lu Qiqi swallowed hard and whispered, "Why don't you consider giving up?"
Feng Yu'er completely ignored Lu Qiqi's words, taking it as her backing down at the last minute, but she would not give Lu Qiqi that chance.
Carrying the wine jar, he filled the two large bowls on the table.
Lu Qiqi looked at the clear wine and closed her eyes. She decided to just keep him company, even if it meant risking her life.
Feng Yu'er slammed the wine jar down, spilling some wine on the table, but she didn't care at all and sat down with an air of nonchalance.
This was the first time Lu Qiqi had ever seen this sitting posture, but she quickly realized that it was probably the same way General Feng had acted when he was drinking with Feng Yu'er, so unconventional.
While drinking, Feng Yu'er unconsciously imitated her father's mannerisms, as if he were still by her side.
Feng Yu'er picked up the bowl and bumped it against the bowl she had left for Lu Qiqi. The earthenware bowl made a dull thud, and the wine spilled unintentionally into the other person's bowl.
Then, she tilted her head back and downed the bowl of wine in one gulp.
Not a drop left!
Impressive alcohol tolerance!
Lu Qiqi saw that Feng Yuer had completely changed her impression of her, and immediately clapped and cheered.
"Yu'er, you're amazing!"
Clapping doesn't count; a thumbs-up is also a standard way to compliment someone.
Even so, Feng Yu'er slammed down the empty bowl, making a satisfying sound.
Seeing that the wine in Lu Qiqi's bowl remained unmoved, he raised an eyebrow.
What else could she do? Unable to raise fish, Lu Qiqi picked up the bowl and drank a whole bowl of it.
Well, it seems that alcohol made up a large part of this meal.
Lu Qiqi, holding the wine bowl, looked like she was ready to die and started pouring the wine into her mouth, which made Feng Yuer laugh.
Amidst Feng Yu'er's cheerful laughter, Lu Qiqi finally tasted the wine and realized what was happening.
This Daughter Red wine is not the same as that Daughter Red wine. Daughter Red wine that has been stored for more than ten years will never have such a sweet aroma.
So he asked, "Are you sure this is the 'Daughter's Red' wine your father buried for you?"
Feng Yu'er smiled radiantly, becoming increasingly unrestrained.
She said, "This is the daughter's red wine that my father hid, but not for me, but for his own craving."
Only after Feng Yu'er explained it to Lu Qiqi did she understand why.
It turns out that General Feng had no other hobbies, except for a good drink.
Feng Zijun was General Feng's son born out of wedlock after drinking. When Madam Feng learned of this, she promoted the maid who gave birth to Feng Zijun to a concubine.
To satisfy his appetite, General Feng buried one hundred jars of wine for Feng Yu'er when she was born.
Having nothing better to do, I dug up two jars, and then had someone buy more to replenish them.
General Feng, being preoccupied with various military matters, often forgot to instruct others to make up for it, and over time, the Daughter's Red wine became increasingly scarce.
After Madam Feng left, General Feng no longer needed to pretend and directly took Feng Yu'er out to drink wine.
The little wine jar grew up following the old wine jar, drinking wine and eating meat at the same time.
After finishing a bowl of wine, Lu Qiqi felt her cheeks burning. After listening to Feng Yuer recount her childhood anecdotes, her head was spinning and her mind was in a daze. Even the face she was seeing began to blur.
Her last shred of consciousness told her that the liquor was far too strong!
Feng Yu'er chatted and drank with Lu Qiqi. She was alone in the border town, and there were many things she couldn't tell anyone else.
Now that she has finally managed to grab someone, someone who saved her life and whom she trusts completely, she can't wait to pour out her heart and soul to them.
When she tried to refill Lu Qiqi's bowl with wine, she found that the person sitting opposite her was already too drunk and had fallen asleep on the table.
Feng Yu'er looked at the flushed smiling face, curled her lips, and shook her head noncommittally.
Then, he poured all the remaining wine from the wine jar into his own bowl.
Lu Qiqi was right; she missed her family.
She misses her father.
As the last drop of liquor went down her throat, Feng Yu'er only felt the bitterness of the strong liquor, with no sweet aftertaste whatsoever.
She wondered if the wine had gone bad.
Like her deceased loved ones, who will never come back?
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