Both Master Feng Er and Master Feng San hated Feng Jiuyan very much. It was all her fault. They had lost all their face.
They swore that they would never help the orphans and widows during their exile, unless Feng Jiuyan and the eldest lady begged on their knees, otherwise, it would be impossible.
Although, they didn't think of helping their eldest daughter at first.
If Feng Jiuyan knew what the two were thinking, he would definitely sneer at them. It was not certain who was asking for help.
After the servants carried Master Feng Er and Master Feng San to the shade of the tree, they were a little confused about whether to let them stand upright or lay them down on the yellow mud ground to rest.
In the end, it was Madam Feng who made the decision and asked the two to rest standing up. The ground was too dirty, and it would be inappropriate for the two to lie straight on the ground. Wouldn't that be a disgrace to the Feng family?
Master Feng: “…” Mother, mother, I really want to lie down. I’ve been standing like this for an hour and a half, how can my legs survive?
Master Feng San: "..." You still have the nerve to do this? I don't want it anymore, hurry up, let me lie down, ah ah ah!
The two wanted to lie down and rest, but they were too embarrassed to ask. If their mother had ordered them to do so, they could lie down without disobeying the elders' wishes, and they wouldn't feel embarrassed.
But, their mother, her true mother, just let the two of them stand there.
At this time, the officials carried several bulging white cloth bags and began to distribute steamed bread. The eyes of the servants in Feng Mansion seemed to emit green light, staring at the cloth bags in the hands of the officials, swallowing their saliva, and wishing they could rush up and snatch the cloth bags from the officials.
I’m hungry. I’m starving.
The day before, I didn't eat the black steamed bread because it was hard and scratched my throat. The officials didn't give me anything in the morning, so I walked for half a day on an empty stomach.
However, the masters of the house ate the soft and fragrant steamed buns sent by the third lady's family in the morning, and their servants didn't get any.
It’s getting closer and it will be their turn soon.
Feng Zirou looked at the cloth bag in the officer's hand and swallowed her saliva. She was hungry, really hungry.
The dozen steamed buns sent by my grandparents were distributed in the morning. The second and third rooms plus Old Lady Feng, a total of 9 people, had two steamed buns per person, leaving two left.
Look, her grandmother is now holding one in each hand and chewing on them.
Feng Zirou looked at the two soft and plump buns in her grandmother's hand and swallowed her saliva.
Eat, eat, eat, why don’t you choke this old thing to death!
Ah! She didn't want to eat the hard steamed bread either, it was hard and hurt her throat! But what else could she do if she didn't eat it? She couldn't starve to death.
Except for Old Madam Feng, everyone else in the Feng Mansion was also starving. With green light in their eyes, they stared at the cloth bag in the official's hand and drooled.
The official finally walked towards the direction of the second and third rooms. This official happened to be the slightly fat official who helped Madam Feng diagnose her broken leg. His name was Zhang Chong.
Zhang Chong picked up the cloth bag in his hand, took out a steamed bun from it, glanced at everyone in Feng Mansion, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then walked towards Feng Zirou.
Feng Zirou smiled. Humph, she must be so beautiful that this fat official could notice her at first sight.
Look, he wants to give her the steamed bun first.
Maybe, this official will give her an extra steamed bun, hehe——
The white and tender little hands, palms facing up, a sweet smile on her face. The closer Zhang Chong got to her, the sweeter her smile became, hoping that her smile could charm Zhang Chong and get him a steamed bun.
"Hehe, sir, this is not good. Let's give it to the elder first." Feng Zirou smiled awkwardly, her voice coquettish.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Chong walked right past her without even glancing at her and headed towards Feng Jiuyan.
Feng Zirou: "..." The smile froze on her face, she couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes.
Everyone in the Feng Mansion stared at Zhang Chong's back in a daze, their eyes wide open, mouths slightly open, staring at Zhang Chong's departing back in shock.
Why not give them steamed corn bread?
They are almost starving to death!
Could it be that the police officers were disgusted by the Second Miss's coquettish behavior, so they didn't give them the steamed buns?
Feng Zirou quickly came to her senses and screamed in surprise, "Hey, sir, sir, our family hasn't received the steamed bread yet."
"Yes, sir. We in Feng Mansion haven't received it yet."
"Yes, why, why did they skip us? We are starving to death. Please, sir, please be kind and give us some steamed bread?"
Zhang Chong turned his head and looked at the people in Feng Mansion, slightly surprised, "Oh? Even pigs don't eat this steamed bread, do you people in Feng Mansion want to eat it?"
Everyone in Feng Mansion choked up. Zhang Chong wanted to use yesterday's words to make things difficult for them. In the imperial prison, they said that even pigs wouldn't eat these steamed buns.
If they answer yes, they are worse than pigs.
If they answered no, they would have to continue traveling with an empty stomach, and they would still have to admit that they were pigs.
After weighing the pros and cons, the servants of Feng Mansion still chose to answer that they wanted to eat. After all, they were servants, and face was not important to them.
Filling your stomach is the most important thing.
Being alive is the most important thing!
So, the servants of Feng Mansion flattered Zhang Chong with a flattering smile, and answered one after another, "Yes. We are not even as good as pigs, so we have to eat steamed bread."
Zhang Chong glanced at the owner of Feng Mansion with a half-smile and nodded, "Okay, I won't make things difficult for you. Since you want it, then give it to me."
Everyone in the Feng residence was overjoyed, even the masters of the second and third rooms were delighted.
Well, that's what the servants said, but they can't represent them. So, eating wowotou is not considered a loss of face.
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