Feng Qingyun was limping in his left leg, and Master Feng's palms were red and swollen, but he still supported his son. Madam Feng limped and carried Madam Feng on her back. The family of three walked to the donkey cart with great effort, looking really miserable.
Madam Feng II threw Madam Feng to the ground without a care in the world.
"Ahhh, my legs! It hurts!" Old Madam Feng lay on the ground, wailing miserably.
Madam Feng II glared at Madam Feng and cursed in her heart: "You old thing, I'm lucky I didn't throw you into the ditch, why are you still pretending? Do you still think you are the ancestor of the Feng Mansion with a noble status? Humph! You are just a foot-washing maid, why are you pretending!"
Old Madam Feng was so glared at by her daughter-in-law that she dared not say a word, and even her moans and cries of pain were stifled in her throat.
Turning her head, Madam Feng II cried towards the carriage, "Sister-in-law, please save me, your sister-in-law. I can't live any longer. Our second wife is injured or disabled. The master's palm is red, swollen and festering, and it seems to be festering. He can't even carry old things. Yesterday, Yun'er accidentally broke his leg again. If he doesn't get treatment quickly, he will become a cripple in the future. Wuwuwu, sister-in-law, please be kind and save our second wife."
There was no movement in the carriage for a long time, and Mrs. Feng Er almost felt embarrassed.
She winked at her precious son, and Feng Qingyun immediately followed suit and cried, "Yes, Auntie, you have to save Yun'er. Woo, Yun'er is in pain everywhere, and I'm about to die."
Master Feng's eyes turned red, and the wound on his palm hurt so much that he wanted to die. If this hand is not treated, it will be crippled! "Sister-in-law, please save our family. I got this wound because of Miss Yan. My hand is almost crippled, wuwuwu~~" There was a sound of gnashing teeth in his words.
He seemed to be crying, but in fact he was blaming Feng Jiuyan.
"Wow, eldest brother's wife, please save me. Not only does my leg hurt, but I'm almost starving to death. Please give me some food." The toothless old lady Feng was also crying loudly.
For a moment, the scene was a little chaotic.
The second family of three, including Old Madam Feng, were crying loudly beside the donkey cart, attracting the attention of many prisoners.
Song Chen and Song Ning, who were sitting on the shaft of the cart, frowned tightly. Song Ning put his hands on his waist, his eyebrows raised, and glared at the second family next to the donkey cart, saying viciously, "Why are you crying? If you want to cry, cry away from us. You are howling here in the middle of the day. You are so old, do you still have any shame?"
Madam Feng II raised her eyes and glared at Song Ning, "You little bitch, what do you have to do with what we are talking about here? Shut up!"
Song Ning was unwilling to be left behind and directly retorted, "Humph, you are so miserable, it has nothing to do with Aunt and Sister Feng. If you want to cry, go away and cry."
In the carriage, Feng Jiuyan listened to the little girl's retort and found it very funny.
The little girl usually looks sweet and soft, and seems harmless, but I didn’t expect that she is so powerful in quarreling. Even four mouths combined may not be able to win an argument with her.
Seeing that the time was almost up, if he didn't say anything, the people from the second house might attack Song Chen and Song Ning. Feng Jiuyan opened the carriage and walked out slowly.
"Sister Feng, I, I..." Song Ning's face turned red, and she looked a little guilty. "Sister Feng, yes, I'm sorry, I took the initiative a little bit."
Madam Feng II glanced at her smugly and said, "Humph, you know how to act on your own, but you are still sitting on the shaft of the cart. Get off quickly. You two brothers and sisters are surnamed Song, not Feng. You can't keep monopolizing the benefits of other people's families."
Song Ning's face turned pale in an instant, and she looked at Feng Jiuyan nervously.
Feng Jiuyan lowered his body slightly and touched the little girl's buns, "It's okay."
Song Ning's anxious heart suddenly settled down. As long as Sister Feng said nothing was wrong, she didn't care about other people.
Feng Jiuyan narrowed his eyes and looked at Madam Feng Er, "Madam Er, how do you want us to help your family? Tell me."
Hearing this, Second Madam Feng, Second Master Feng, Feng Qingyun, and Old Madam Feng were all very excited and looked at Feng Jiuyan with surprise.
They all thought that Feng Jiuyan said this to help their family.
Madam Feng Er looked sad. "Ah Yan, didn't you learn medicine from your grandfather? You must know how to treat a leg injury, right? See if you can help your cousin heal his leg.
He is still young. If he is not treated in time, he may suffer from chronic illness. If he becomes lame, your cousin's life will be over! He has not married yet! Our second branch is counting on him to marry and continue the family line."
"Ayan, you can definitely cure it, right?" After saying this, Madam Feng Er had a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
"Um, let me take a look at his injuries first."
The second family was so excited that they were at a loss for words. Madam Feng held Feng Qingyun's hand, tears flashing in her eyes, "That's great, Yun'er, your leg can be saved!"
"Yes, mother, I finally don't have to be lame anymore."
Madam Feng looked at Feng Jiuyan with dissatisfaction, her eyes wide open, "If you healed Yun'er, you have to help me heal too."
Madam Feng II glared at Madam Feng and scolded her harshly, "Shut up! If you say one more word, I'll throw you into the stinking ditch."
She was afraid that if the old man said a few more words, it might touch the reverse scale of Feng Jiuyan. If Feng Jiuyan didn't treat her Yun'er, she would cry to death.
Old Madam Feng closed her mouth reluctantly, still looking at Second Madam Feng with hatred in her eyes.
Feng Jiuyan raised his eyebrows and watched with interest as the family members started to quarrel among themselves and started fighting each other.
Seeing that Old Madam Feng finally shut up, Madam Feng Er hurriedly urged, "Ah Yan, go check on Yun'er's injury."
"Okay." Feng Jiuyan smiled, got off the cart, and walked to Feng Qingyun. He squatted in front of Feng Qingyun, stretched out his hand, and deliberately pinched his injured leg hard.
"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts, cousin, please be gentler!" Feng Qingyun broke out in cold sweat, his face twisted in pain.
Feng Jiuyan would not really be as gentle as he said. She deliberately picked out the swollen and severe parts and tapped and pinched them.
Feng Qingyun screamed in pain, his face as pale as a ghost.
Seeing that the time for a cup of tea was almost up, the exile team was ready to continue their journey. Feng Jiuyan withdrew her hand, and Madam Feng Er looked at her eagerly, "Ayan, how is your cousin's leg? Can it be cured?"
Feng Jiuyan glanced at Feng Qingyun's leg with an unfathomable look on his face, and nodded deeply, "Yes, it can be treated. I will treat my cousin right away."
"Great. Ah Yan is indeed a great doctor!" Mrs. Feng Er praised her. Even Master Feng Er, who was standing by, began to get excited. "Ah Yan, you can also help Uncle Er with his hand."
"Okay!" Feng Jiuyan responded readily, revealing a sly smile.
For some reason, seeing Feng Jiuyan's reaction, Madam Feng and Master Feng felt a chill behind them.
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