Under Feng Jiuli's repeated urging, Madam Feng II stood up reluctantly and exposed the bundle under her buttocks. She quickly took the bundle in her hand and said, "Haha, Ah Li, you are still young, so let your cousin throw the bundle onto the tree."
If his son threw it, at least he could use a relatively low branch to throw it, and it would be easy to take it down. But if Feng Jiuli threw it by herself, she might throw all the food out of the bag.
Feng Jiuli took the bag in Madam Feng Er's hand and said with a smile, "Aunt, I'm too young to get lost, but I can let my sister do it for me." As she spoke, she blinked her eyes and looked at Madam Feng Er innocently.
Madam Feng Er's expression froze, and she turned to look at Feng Jiuyan. Feng Jiuyan nodded, smiling, "Yes, Second Aunt, I also want to experience the feeling of throwing a bag on a tree."
Madam Feng Er looked Feng Jiuyan up and down. She had thin arms and legs, and knew some basic martial arts, but she probably didn't have much strength. She couldn't throw the bag very high, and this would prevent the female bandit from taking her family's food.
What's more, her family wanted to please the eldest wife. Since Feng Jiuyan also wanted to throw the bag onto the tree, why not let her try it and make her happy?
Anyway, it's impossible for the female devil to throw away the burden so high.
Thinking of this, Madam Feng Er no longer hesitated and handed the bundle to Feng Jiuyan, pretending to be kind, "Since Ah Yan also wants to try, then let's have a try. Let's see how high Ah Yan can throw it."
Feng Qingyun and Feng Erye had no objection to this. Their thoughts were consistent with those of Feng Ermai. They firmly believed that Feng Jiuyan's family would not be able to get rid of the burden too high.
Feng Qingyun pretended to be hypocritical, "Cousin, just swing it as high as you can. Your cousin won't laugh at you."
"Yes, Second Uncle won't laugh at Ah Yan. Just throw it up, the higher the better."
Feng Jiuyan glanced at his good second uncle and saw that the palm of his right hand was extremely red and swollen, as swollen as a pig's hoof, and there was a layer of light yellow pus on the wound, and the flesh of the wound seemed to be ulcerated.
She blinked her peach blossom eyes and said, "Can I throw it as high as I want? Uncle, Aunt, and cousin, won't you blame me?"
It is better to take precautions first, lest they become unethical and turn against you.
"You're blind, how can I blame you? You can throw it as high as you want!" Master Feng was quite unrestrained and generous. He waved his hands and looked indifferent.
In his opinion, Feng Jiuyan couldn't throw the bag very high.
"Okay! I feel relieved with Uncle Er's words. I was also worried that if I threw the bundle too high, Aunt Er and Uncle Er might want to keep the useless things in the bundle and ask me to climb up the tree to get them down."
"How could that be? They say it's useless, so why keep it?" Madam Feng Er also said.
"Okay, then I'll throw it away. Don't cry later." Feng Jiuyan asked again with blinking eyes.
"Throw it, cousin."
"Yes, throw it quickly, Second Uncle is cheering for you."
"Come on, sister! I'll cheer for you! I'll bang my head against the wall for you!"
There was a sly flash in Feng Jiuyan's eyes and an evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She stretched her arms and kicked her legs, and swung the bundle in her hand a few times. With a "whoosh", the bundle slipped out of her hand and was thrown towards the big tree.
“Bang!”
The bundle she threw out flew out heavily and directly hit the bundle that Feng Qingyun had thrown and hung on the tree branch. The two bundles flew high at the same time and hung on a smaller and shaky branch.
Feng Qingyun: "......"
Madam Feng Er: "......"
Master Feng: "......"
The smiles on the three people's faces froze. It's over, it's over, it's really over this time.
Their meat, their cakes, their rice, were all hung on the trees!
How can I take down the two bundles when they are hung in such a place?
Feng Jiuyan glanced at the expressions of the second family of three from the corner of her eye. She seemed to hear the heartbreaking voices of the three people, and the smile at the corners of her lips grew bigger.
“Pa pa pa!” Feng Jiuli clapped for Feng Jiuyan, “Sister, you are awesome, hahahaha, you can throw it so high, you are worthy of being my sister, hahaha.”
He looked at the second family of three who were about to cry, and asked in confusion, "Second uncle, second aunt, and cousin, isn't it funny? Why can't you laugh?"
The three of them thought: Guess why we can't laugh!
Having said that, the three of them still pretended.
“Ha, ha ha ha~~”
“Ha, haha~~”
"Hey, hey, hey, hey~"
The three of them laughed dryly, and their laughter was uglier than crying.
The First Wife was really sent by God to cause trouble for their family. Ever since they said they wanted to get close to the First Wife's family, their Second Wife has been crushed by the First Wife and they live in fear every day.
"Hehe, thanks to the encouragement of my second uncle, second aunt and cousin, I was able to throw the bag so high. Since you are happy, I am happy too."
After that, Feng Jiuyan said a few more words to the second room, and then he said goodbye, "Okay, we won't disturb you to rest. We will go back first."
Under the hypocritical but in fact hateful gazes of the second house's family of three, Feng Jiuyan and his family walked towards their resting place.
Looking back, the hatred in the second room's eyes turned into a smile again. Feng Jiuyan waved his hand and grinned happily.
She just liked to see them looking like they hated them but didn't dare to hit them.
Back in the donkey cart, Song Chen and his sister warmed themselves by the fire, peeling off the burrs from the shells and taking out the chestnuts. While the three of them were walking and playing with the second wife, the brother and sister had already peeled a lot of chestnuts.
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