Madam Feng saw Feng Jiuyan still standing in front of the bed in deep thought, so she waved and invited Feng Jiuyan to come over for breakfast.
"What are you standing there for? Come over and have breakfast."
Feng Jiuyan came back to his senses and said, "Yeah, okay."
There is no rush for this matter. We have to find a time when Feng Jiuli is not around to ask her mother.
Feng Jiuyan walked over, picked up a piece of mung bean snack and ate it slowly, "Mother, you guys eat more, I've already eaten."
"good!"
While Feng Jiuli was concentrating on eating breakfast, Feng Jiuyan took Huahua behind the screen and took out the cooked pork from the space to feed it.
Don’t be fooled by its small size, it eats a lot.
After eating three or four palm-sized pieces of meat, Feng Jiuyan fed it a lot of spiritual spring water. She didn't know if it was Feng Jiuyan's illusion, but she felt that Huahua had grown a little bit, and even her appearance seemed to have changed a little, not very much like a cat.
Could it be that Huahua is not actually a cat?
After the three people and the cat finished their breakfast, they cleaned up the dishes. Feng Jiuyan avoided Feng Jiuli's sight, quietly put the dishes into the space, washed them in the dishwasher, and took them out and put them back into the food box.
Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, Madam Feng was a little stunned. "It looks like it will continue to rain for a few days. I'm afraid I'll have to stay here for a few days."
She felt a little uneasy. Someone had drugged her family and sneaked into their room to look for their things. She probably didn't have many days of peace left.
She was really worried that more people would come to hunt them down.
Madam Feng turned around and looked at the siblings who were happily playing games behind her, feeling bitter. No matter what, she would never let anyone hurt these two children. Unless...
She's dead!
All of a sudden, she thought of her husband who fell off the cliff. Madam Feng felt extremely sad and almost couldn't hold back her tears.
She thought that after her husband was forced off the cliff, the matter was over.
After all, those people with evil ambitions were unwilling to let these orphans and widows go!
Feng Jiuyan turned her head and wanted to take a look at Madam Feng. But she saw that Madam Feng's eyes were red and full of tears. Madam Feng accidentally looked at Feng Jiuyan, and she didn't want her daughter to worry about her, so she turned around quickly and looked out the window.
Feng Jiuyan thought about it, but in the end he didn't go over to comfort Madam Feng. Some pains need time to heal. His father fell off a cliff and died beyond recognition. As a child, he would be sad.
But the one who suffered the most was her mother.
Her mother needs her own space to vent her emotions.
Feng Jiuyan held Feng Jiuli's hand with her right hand, and held Huahua in her left hand. Feng Jiuli was carrying a small bundle. She turned to Madam Feng and said, "Mother, A Li and I are going to the backyard to see Xiao Bai and feed him something."
Madam Feng did not look back at the two of them. She turned her back to her two children, suppressed the sob in her throat, and said with a trembling voice, "Okay, go!"
Feng Jiuli also heard that something was wrong with Madam Feng, and tried to break free from Feng Jiuyan's hand and run to Madam Feng, but his sister held his hand tightly and he could not move at all.
He looked up at her sister, his lips moving up and down, "Sister, mother..."
Feng Jiuyan shook his head and said, "Come on, let's go out and feed Xiaobai."
Feng Jiuli was pulled out of the wing room by Feng Jiuyan. Feng Jiuli's little face was full of anxiety and worry, and she looked back at the door of the east wing every few steps.
"Sister, what happened to mother?" Feng Jiuli lowered her voice and asked anxiously.
His mother was obviously crying, and he was very worried.
Feng Jiuyan lowered her eyes and looked at Feng Jiuli, "Mom is fine, she just missed Dad."
She didn't tell the truth.
It’s true that her mother misses her father, but what she worries most is probably that bad guys will come and disrupt the peaceful life of their family of three.
Her mother was even more afraid that bad guys would hurt her and her brother.
But Feng Jiuli doesn’t need to know these things that children shouldn’t know.
Hearing this, Feng Jiuli's eyes quickly turned red, and her two big round eyes were filled with tears. The little guy pursed his lips and frowned, "Wow, I miss Daddy too."
Feng Jiuyan: "......"
Well, she shouldn’t tell Feng Jiuli even the slightest truth!
"Alright, alright, stop crying. If you cry, your mother will be worried. If your father knew about this, he would be very sad."
Hearing that his father who loved him so much was in the grave, Feng Jiuli completely broke down and cried even louder.
“Wuuuuuu wah wah wah, ah father, is father really dead? Sister, is father really dead? Wuuuuu——” Feng Jiuli’s tears fell freely.
In Feng Jiuli's heart, his father was an invincible general, and his father was like a god who would never die. So when he heard that his father fell off a cliff and died, he didn't believe it at all.
In addition, he had not seen his father's body, so he always believed that his father was still alive.
Today, he heard his sister say that his father was in the underworld, which was undoubtedly the final conclusion that his father had passed away. He did not believe what others said, but he believed in his sister's words without a doubt.
That's why it collapsed like this.
Feng Jiuyan also thought of the key point. She really wanted to slap herself in the face.
I told you to talk, I told you to talk nonsense, now what? How can I coax the little guy? Feng Jiuyan scratched his hair with a headache.
She patted the little one's back and coaxed, "Okay, Ahri, don't cry anymore. You'll become ugly if you cry!"
“Wuwuwuwawa——”
"Ari, stop crying. If you waste any more time, Xiaobai will starve to death."
"Wuuuu, then we can eat donkey meat. I haven't eaten it yet. Wuuuu--" Feng Jiuli cried with tears and snot running.
Feng Jiuyan: “…” A foodie is a foodie.
"Don't cry anymore. If you keep crying, mother will hear it and be sad again!" Feng Jiuyan was at her wit's end.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuli's crying stopped abruptly.
"Wuwuwu, I, I won't cry. Wuwuwu." The little guy's crying gradually became softer and he sobbed.
Feng Jiuyan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a White Rabbit milk candy that had already been removed from the plastic packaging from her "cross-body bag", and stuffed it into Feng Jiuli's mouth.
"Here, eat this candy and don't cry. Mother needs our care, so don't show any signs of crying in front of her or she'll be sad, okay?"
"Wow, um, I understand." Feng Jiuli cried while chewing the candy in her mouth.
Feng Jiuyan reached into her cross-body bag and took out a few tissues to help Feng Jiuli wipe away her tears and snot, then took out a wet tissue to wipe his face.
After cleaning up, she took him by the hand, holding Huahua and carrying a small bag, and went to the cowshed in the backyard.
The arrogant donkey Xiaobai looked at his two unscrupulous masters with resentment.
It was hungry the whole night last night!
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