He looked at her in disbelief. "What did you say? Thirty years? That evildoer actually has to live another twenty or so years? Is it true that good people don't live long, but evildoers live for thousands of years?"
Zhu Wuhuan nodded silently, "Yes, thirty years."
Feng Changye covered his heart and took a step back. "So I have to wait for it to die naturally. I have to compete with it to see who can live longer, right? This is forcing me to kill it with my own hands!"
"Father, please don't—"
Before Zhu Wuhuan could say anything, Feng Yuxiao poked his little head out and looked at Feng Changye pitifully.
With tears in his eyes, he said, "Father, Brother Goose is very good. When Xiao'er couldn't walk before, it always carried Xiao'er on its back. Later, it also carried my sister. It has never pecked me and my sister. It is very well behaved. Father, please don't kill it. Please, father, please..."
Feng Changye pointed at him with a dark face, "You just remember your brother Goose carrying you everywhere, right? But your father has been holding you in his arms every day since you were little. Why do you only protect Goose and not your father?"
The little fellow secretly glanced at his father's gloomy face, then retracted his head and hid behind his mother, saying weakly, "Because... because Father, you can eat Brother Goose, but Brother Goose can't eat you... Father, you are the big devil, and Brother Goose is the poor little guy who is scared by you every day. If I don't protect him, he will be miserable..."
He muttered quietly, "If you switch places, Brother Goose is ten feet tall, he's a big devil, he's more ferocious than Father, then I will definitely protect Father!"
Feng Changye was almost laughing at this little guy's twisted logic!
He protects whoever is weak, right?
You love to protect the weak, right?
This kindness is not used in the right place!
"Don't be angry, Brother Ye, don't be angry. It's not worth it to get yourself hurt by anger. You're so handsome, how can you get angry all day long over such trivial things? It's not worth it to get wrinkles on your face and affect your handsomeness."
When Zhu Wuhuan saw him like this, he quickly poked his waist and gently comforted him.
She laughed and said, "How important can those memorials be? Aren't those piled up there just greetings from officials from all over the country? They're just writing memorials all day long, not doing their jobs. Oh, Your Majesty, our lychees are ripe. Oh, Your Majesty, our peaches are ripe. Oh, Your Majesty, our jujubes are ripe. They're so delicious. Would you like some? I'll bring you a few baskets..."
She shook her head. "I flipped through a few books the other day and they gave me a headache. There was nothing much to say, but all the flattery and attention was once a month. It was so annoying."
When Feng Changye heard her say this, he couldn't help but laugh too.
The greeting letter is really boring and makes me want to doze off just reading it.
That's why he asked Xiao Yuanzi to put the greeting letters in a separate pile, and to review them whenever he had time. He was too lazy to bother with them when he was busy.
He had just been amused by the Queen when he saw the clever little boy Feng Yuxiao, who seemed to be clinching the moment, peeking out half of his head from behind the Queen to secretly look at his expression.
His face turned serious again.
He said seriously, "Even if it's an unimportant memorial, it was written by a pillar of our Daning. It's not something a goose can shit on! Isn't this an insult to the minister?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the little fellow who had just half of his head exposed suddenly shrank back.
Seeing the little guy like this, he almost laughed out loud.
He deliberately said fiercely, "Still hiding! Still hiding! Why don't you go and clean up that goose shit for me!"
"oh."
Feng Yuxiao hunched his shoulders and ran to the table with his short legs, then grabbed the memorial and prepared to wipe it with his white little hands.
Feng Changye saw this and his scalp went numb. He shouted, "Use a handkerchief! Who told you to wipe it with your hands?"
Feng Yuxiao raised his head and looked at his father, and said obediently, "Father, I want to wipe it with my hands, but then I will be disgusted by the stinky smell. Then I will remember the lesson, and from now on I will never let Brother Ezi run into your bedroom to make trouble again."
"..." Feng Changye saw that he was about to rub his little hand on the shit, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing!
He leaped forward and grabbed his son's little hand!
He pulled out the memorial and threw it away, then gnashed his teeth and flicked his son's forehead, "How dare you wipe it with your hands! Little bastard! I think you're not going to teach yourself a lesson, you're going to teach your father a lesson!"
凤玉骁乖乖的站在那里任由父皇弹他脑门，“没有哦，父皇，骁儿最爱父皇了，骁儿是真的知道错啦，骁儿是真的想给自己一个教训，然后骁儿还会去揍鹅子哥哥，也给它一个教训。”
Feng Changye snorted, "You love your father the most? Humph, what's the point of loving your father? Your father doesn't love you. As you just said, love will fade away. Your father doesn't love you anymore."
Feng Yuxiao looked at his father in surprise.
He just said that his father didn't love him anymore. It was obvious that he was just acting cute and joking with his father. How could his father be angry?
Still acting weird...
He thought about it and decided that he couldn't say that his father didn't love him anymore, even if it was just a joke. His father was very sensitive about this and would be sad to hear it.
Well, he won’t say that anymore in the future. His father loves him and his sister so much. If he makes a mistake and says that his father doesn’t love him anymore, it’s normal for his father to feel bad.
As a baby who knows how to correct his mistakes, Feng Yuxiao immediately stepped forward and hugged his father's legs.
He looked up at his father and said seriously.
"Father, I'm sorry. Xiao'er didn't know that playing with you like this would hurt your feelings. Xiao'er really didn't mean to say that father didn't love Xiao'er. Xiao'er actually knows very well in his heart that father, you are the one who loves Xiao'er and my sister the most in the world. Everything may change, but father's love for Xiao'er and my sister will not change."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a big heart shape above his head.
I learned it from my mother.
He made a heart shape with his hand and smiled sweetly at his father. "It's the same with Xiao'er and my sister. Even if the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, everything will change. But Xiao'er and my sister's love for you will never change. Father, Xiao'er loves you! I'll love you forever!"
"..." Feng Changye looked down at his adorable son who was making a gesture of love towards him. His eyes turned slightly red and his heart was deeply moved!
That scorching hot flow is like a volcanic eruption!
It warmed him from his heart to every part of his body.
His son is so good. He even knows how to coax his father.
He bent down and hugged his son tightly. "You, you're the best at getting into trouble, and you're also the best at coaxing people. You really want to make father angry to death one moment, and then make father die of sweetness the next, you naughty child."
Feng Yuxiao hooked his arm around his father's neck obediently, "Father, Xiao'er is not a bad baby. Xiao'er is your good baby. As good as you are, Xiao'er is as good as you are. We are just as good!"
Feng Changye was so coaxed by his son that he smiled happily.
At this moment, he only thought that his son was the cutest in the world, so how could he even remember what anger was?
He patted his son's forehead cheerfully and said, "Go out and play with your sister. Hold her hand and run around the Tai Chi Hall, okay? She's only a little bit fat now, and she's pretty, but if she gets any fatter, she won't look pretty anymore. When she gets too fat to run, it won't be easy for her to lose weight."
Feng Yuxiao frowned when he heard this, "Well! I'll go pull my sister to run laps right now. If she doesn't move, I'll whip her to move!"
"That's not necessary."
Feng Changye was speechless for a moment, then coaxed, "Be good, don't hit your sister. She's just lazy, not naughty. Why do you want to hit her? Your sister loves you so much, she will be very sad if you are hit by your brother."
Feng Yuxiao snorted, looking his father up and down, and suddenly said, "Father, you're obviously partial. You treat my sister completely differently than you treat me. When my daughter makes a mistake, you scold me, but when my sister is lazy, you protect her. Alas, it's all my fault that I don't look like mother, so I don't get your favor. My sister is taller than me, and the more she grows, the more she looks like mother, and the more you love her..."
He shook his little head, "Alas, but no matter how much you love your sister, your sister loves the queen mother the most, not you, your father, humph!"
As he spoke, he made a face and ran out with his short legs.
Feng Changye stared at his small figure speechlessly, pointed at him, and complained to Zhu Wuhuan, "What does he mean? Can't he let me be moved for three more seconds? When it comes to getting mad, Feng Yuxiao is truly your own son!"
Zhu Wuhuan was so amused by the father and son that he fell forward and backward.
She really felt sorry for her brother Ye. Every time, he would be moved to death one second, and then be heartbroken to the point of wanting to die the next second.
She walked up to him and said, "Every few days when I wake up from my nap, I see you and your son arguing. Alas, it just so happens that every time you can't defeat your son, you get dizzy because of his soft coaxing and coquettishness..."
She poked his chest with a smile and lowered her voice, "Excuse me, Tyrant Feng, did you ever imagine in all those years that you would one day become so useless that you couldn't even defeat a three-year-old child?"
Feng Changye felt a little embarrassed.
He reached out and grabbed her fingers, mocking her as well. "It's like the pot calling the kettle black, isn't it? Let me ask you, who was it that secretly said that I couldn't be a strict father, and that you had to be a strict mother and discipline the two children yourself? And what happened? Every time I wanted to scold Xiao'er, who was it that immediately ran forward to protect him without any regard for his position after Xiao'er called him "Mom" in a baby voice a few times? Where do you stand, Yan's mother?"
“…” Zhu Wuhuan looked at him silently, then changed the subject guiltily.
Her transition was extremely abrupt. "Brother Ye, when will father and fourth brother come back?"
Feng Changye felt proud when he saw her guilty look.
She even laughed at him without even considering her own weight!
He let her change the subject and replied, "We should be in the capital in three to five days. It's been over three years since we left, and I'm finally back!"
At this point, he couldn't help but look expectant. "I wonder if my father-in-law and his team have successfully brought back the thousands of kilograms of potatoes and sweet potatoes you mentioned..."
Zhu Wuhuan is also looking forward to it.
As she was looking forward to it, she suddenly remembered her system.
I haven't used it for a long time and I almost forgot that the system has a food exchange function. I want to know if my father and fourth brother have brought back potatoes and sweet potatoes. I don't have to wait at all!
She just needs to open the system mall and see if the function of exchanging these two kinds of food is unlocked!
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