Chapter 11 A Little Fighter

The next morning, when Feng Tianxing woke up, her father was still lying down pretending to be sick, and her mother had already gone to work.

The naughty little hand poked Feng Zuwen's face.

The little hand was caught.

Suddenly, with a spin, little Tianxing lay on Feng Zuwen's belly.

"Daddy's precious daughter. Baji..." A big kiss fell on Feng Tianxing's little face, and the unshaved big face pricked the little face.

"Ah ah hehe..." Feng Tianxing was very happy.

"Husband, be careful that the child will be pricked by your beard." Song Shuqing's voice rang at the door.

The two turned their heads and saw Song Shuqing standing at the door, smiling at the father and daughter. The gentle smile was like sunshine pouring into the hearts of the father and daughter.

Feng Zuwen raised his hands, and Feng Tianxing was high above him. Then he shook her twice, like a boy riding a big horse, which made Feng Tianxing feel very novel.

She laughed even more happily.

Song Shuqing walked over slowly and took her down.

He dressed her and combed her hair by himself.

Her hair was short, so she could only tie it into two small buns.

Song Shuqing went to rummage through the boxes and found a small box. He took out a pair of small bells from it and put them on the lady.

It was cute and novel.

He couldn't help but kiss Feng Tianxing on the face.

Song Shuqing really wanted to make up for the three years of missing at once for the treasure that he had lost and found.

"My dear, I have sent a letter to invite Doctor He to come to our house to check Tianxing's throat. He may be here soon."

"Yes, Doctor He is good at pediatrics. Then let our precious daughter have breakfast quickly." She can't be hungry.

Feng Tianxing had just put down the spoon when Doctor He came with a medicine box.

He was a very young doctor, no more than thirty years old. He didn't even bring a medicine boy with him, he came alone.

Feng Tianxing did not let her mother down and let the doctor check her obediently.

He asked her to open her mouth to check her throat, and took her pulse.

A quarter of an hour later, Doctor He shook his head helplessly.

"Madam Hou, I'm sorry I am incompetent. The young lady's vocal cords are burned, and there is no way to save her."

"What?" Song Shuqing was very disappointed. She thought it was just poisoning, but she didn't expect the other party to be so vicious.

The child was so young at that time, but he was still alive. It was really a blessing from God.

Song Shuqing couldn't help but tear up.

[Mother, don't worry, I have a way. It's just that I'm too young now and can't bear the power of the elixir.

At most one year, when I grow up, I will be fine. You just need to make delicious food for me every day and make me fat as soon as possible.]

Feng Tianxing reached out and pulled Song Shuqing's clothes to comfort her.

Song Shuqing sniffed and touched the child's head.

"Doctor He, thank you for your trip."

"It's my duty. Would you like to go down and take a look, Lord Hou?" Doctor He asked.

Although he and Feng Zuwen didn't have much interaction, he liked Lord Hou's character very much and wanted to take this opportunity to get in touch with him more and make a good relationship with him.

"Thank you, Doctor He. The Marquis hasn't woken up yet."

"Then I'll take my leave." He didn't force himself if he wasn't given a chance. He was very sensible.

But just as Doctor He left, Feng Zuwu came.

"Sister-in-law, I came to see my brother. I came back too late last night so I didn't bother you." Feng Zuwu bowed and then looked straight at Feng Tianxing in Song Shuqing's arms. They

really looked alike.

"Second brother, you're thoughtful."

"Doctor He is a pediatric expert. Why did you ask him to see my brother?" The two met at the door just now.

"He didn't come to see your brother. I asked him to see the child." Song Shuqing straightened Feng Tianxing's collar and gave her a thumbs up.

"Is this the little beggar adopted by my eldest sister-in-law? It seems that he has a connection with my eldest sister-in-law, and he looks a bit like her." Feng Zuwu half-squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Tianxing a few more times.

Feng Tianxing was also looking at him.

[This second uncle is ambitious, and he is willing to give his own son away. What a pity...] Feng Tianxing had a bad idea in his mind.

"I think so too. Go see your eldest brother, who may have woken up by now."

Feng Zuwu followed his words and went into the bedroom.

Feng Zuwen had already pretended to be dead, lying half dead, breathing out more than breathing in.

His face was pale, and it was very difficult for him to lift his eyelids.

[Dad is also a master of acting.] Feng Tianxing was secretly happy in his heart.

The mortal world is really interesting.

"Big brother..." Feng Zuwu called softly, and tears came down. She stepped forward and held Feng Zuwen's hand.

Huh? Why is your hand so warm? Shouldn't it be cold?

Maybe it just came out from under the quilt.

"Second...brother..., I'm afraid that big brother won't be able to make it. From now on..., you have to take care of this family more." Feng Zuwen looked at Feng Zuwu and said as if he was giving instructions for his funeral.

This was the first time he saw Feng Zuwu after he "woke up". He was afraid that he would "not have the chance" to tell him in the future, so he hurried to tell him.

"Big brother, he will get better. We will find a better doctor."

"Alas, even if he survives, his body will be ruined."

"No, big brother." Feng Zuwu choked and comforted him.

[All of you are acting like a drama queen! ] Feng Tianxing couldn't stand it anymore.

She wanted to go out. After struggling hard for a few times, Song Shuqing put her down and ran out decisively.

In the yard, Feng Yuanji, who was the same age as her, was playing with a wooden horse, which was made for him by Feng Zuwu.

It was estimated that his mother would throw it away and buy a new one.

Feng Tianxing suddenly wanted to act like a child and play with Feng Yuanji's toys.

As soon as she picked up a rattan ball, Feng Yuanji called out.

"That's mine, that's mine." Feng Yuanji was a real three-year-old child who acted only on instinct.

Then he got off the wooden horse, trotted over and pushed Feng Tianxing to the ground.

Feng Tianxing couldn't stand it, this kid was taking over her, and she was just about to teach him a lesson.

She rolled over and got up, and pushed him hard.

Although Feng Tianxing was only three years old, she was always doing what she could in the hands of her foster mother, so she was much more flexible.

After Feng Yuanjie fell to the ground

, he burst into tears. Feng Tianxing rode directly on him and punched him with her little fists.

Feng Zuwu and Song Shuqing, who heard the crying in the inner room, ran out immediately.

Feng Zuwu ran faster than Song Shuqing, of course.

He walked up to Feng Tianxing and threw her aside, then picked up Feng Yuanjie, feeling distressed like a treasure.

Feng Tianxing, who was thrown heavily to the ground, also pretended to cry. But because of the problem with her throat, the sound was very unpleasant.

She just kept groaning, rubbing her eyes hard, and tears came out.

Song Shuqing immediately picked her up, and felt distressed.

"Tianxing, don't cry, don't cry. Second brother, how can you be so harsh on a three-year-old child?" Song Shuqing was furious. "

Sister-in-law, didn't you see this little beggar just now, riding on Yuanjie and beating people? It's better to throw away such an uneducated wild child as soon as possible. If such a child is taken out, our Marquis Mansion can't afford to lose face." Feng Zuwu was very angry.

[Bah, the child in your arms is the wild child, I am my mother's child. ] Feng Tianxing glared at Feng Zuwu who was constantly coaxing Feng Yuanjie.

Song Shuqing closed her eyes. How blind she must be to not see that there was a reason why the second house was so good to Yuan Ji.

"Second brother, both of them are my children. Go and do your work." Song Shuqing didn't want to say more and just drove him away.