Chapter 34 34 "Brother, you speak like a sister today." ...
The first thing Feng Ci did when he got up was to go look for berries. The fat kid sat on a small stool in the kitchen, holding a handful of water spinach in his hand, and learned to pick the vegetables in a very methodical way.
Seeing a pair of feet in her sight, Meiguo immediately looked up and said, "Good morning, brother."
Feng Ci glanced at Feng Chen, who was busy at the pot, and hooked his finger at Mei Guo. The child understood and immediately put down the dish. "Daddy, I'm leaving now. Go ahead and have fun."
Feng Chen moved, and Feng Ci grabbed Mei Guo and left like a child thief, leaving his old father alone.
Feng Chen raised his eyebrow. What bad things were these two bastards up to so early in the morning?
In Feng Ci's bedroom, the brother and sister looked at each other, and Feng Ci Shuai, who was looking down at them with his arms folded, had a gloomy face.
Unable to express himself, he pointed at his throat angrily, hoping that Berry would be smart enough to understand what he meant.
Berry blinked twice and concluded, "Brother, you are thirsty."
The child shook his head helplessly and walked out on his short legs: "You can't be such a lazy adult. If you don't feel tired, I'll pour it for you."
Feng Ci stretched out his long arm, grabbed Meiguo's round head with his big hand, fixed him in place, and turned him over.
"Brother, you're crushing my grass."
He was just thinking about her broken grass. Feng Ci gritted his teeth, looked around for a while, let go of her hand and lowered his voice: "I'm not thirsty."
Meiguo stared blankly: "Brother, eh, sister?"
Feng Ci's brows twitched fiercely: "I am the brother!"
The child's face showed a bit of confusion. He touched his chin and said, "Brother, you talk like a sister today."
Oh, who is this because of?
"It's all because of your magic potion yesterday." Feng Ci was furious. "I was like this when I woke up this morning."
"Hurry up and think of a solution for me." Feng Ci, who was rushing to class, was already in a hurry. "I have class today."
Meiguo looked at Feng Ci's expression and whispered embarrassedly: "Brother, my potion will only last for three days..."
?
Feng Ci's eyes widened. He had to use a woman's voice for three days. If he accidentally revealed his identity during this period, he would not only be doomed on the spot, but he might also be regarded as a pervert or a transvestite.
Feng Ci felt like the sky was falling on him. His face turned black and green at times, a complete mess.
"How about you just be mute for three days, brother?" Berry thought and suggested, "That way no one will know you have a sister hidden in your mouth."
"...What a brilliantly bad idea."
Meiguo, with her round belly sticking out, assured: "Brother, I will still love you even if you become a sister!"
Feng Ci pinched her mouth and said, "I don't like it."
He shouldn't have been so soft-hearted as to act like a guinea pig. Feng Ci said firmly, "I can't wait three days. You must come up with a solution for me before I come back today."
Meiguo raised her innocent face, and the little hair on her head wilted a little: "Okay, okay, I will try my best."
"You don't have to work hard, you just have to do it." Thinking back to the pot of soup last night, Feng Ci shuddered, "Don't put any more messy things in it!"
It's so poisonous that I don't understand why it's so poisonous. It just scares me.
The brother and sister whispered to each other in the room for a while. Qiao Tong knocked on the door and invited Meiguo and Feng Ci to come over for breakfast. Feng Ci kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word the whole time.
"Xiao Ci, vegetable soup, it's good for your stomach." Qiao Tong poured a bowl of soup for each of the two children and gently said to Feng Ci, who was preparing for the college entrance examination, "You've been feeling hot lately. Drinking soup will be good for your health."
Feng Ci nodded gloomily and gulped down the bowl.
"Xiao Ci?" Qiao Tong felt that his son was acting a little strangely and asked worriedly, "Breakfast, is it not to your liking?"
Feng Chen glanced at him lightly.
Feng Ci sat up straight and pointed to his throat, his meaning was obvious.
"Your throat is sore?"
Feng Ci nodded heavily and opened his mouth to make the shape of "inflammation".
Qiao Tong stood up without saying a word: "There is medicine at home, mom will go find it."
Feng Chen stopped her and put down his bowl and chopsticks: "Xiaotong, I'll get it, you have breakfast."
"Put on some long johns before you go out." Feng Chen took out a box of anti-inflammatory medicine, looked Feng Ci up and down, and sternly taught him, "Your throat is inflamed because you caught a cold. How can you not wear long johns in such a cold day? Go put them on."
“…”
No, who wears long johns in April?
He never wore long johns even in the coldest month of December!
Feng Ci, who thought the autumn trousers were too low-end, listened with one ear and out the other, nodded faster than anyone else, and pretended to go back to the bedroom to put on the autumn trousers.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the fatherly love. His father, a busy president, actually stood at the door of his son's room just to check whether his son was wearing thermal underwear.
"Pull up your pants and show me."
Feng Ci froze in place, opening his mouth in disbelief.
What was there to be confused about? Feng Chen's eyes were full of meaning, and he raised his eyebrows and sneered, "You're already grown up, and you're still playing the game of pretending to obey but actually disobeying."
"Whenever you're sick, your mother starts to worry." Feng Chen rolled up his sleeves and threatened, "Stop worrying your mother. Do you want to put on your long johns yourself or should I help you?"
The rebellious high school boy who couldn't resist his father closed the door in despair and rummaged through the closet before he barely found a pair of low-key black autumn trousers to put on.
Feng Ci, wearing long johns, felt like a trapped penguin, feeling uncomfortable with every step he took.
"elder brother."
Meiguo rushed out and hugged one of Fengci's legs, saying sweetly, "You have to be strong."
Looking at the loving brother and sister, Qiao Tong felt relieved. Feng Chen said sourly, "You little brat, look how lucky you are. Your sister is so worried about you for just a little cold."
Feng Ci had a blank face. Was it possible that all the troubles he was facing now were caused by his good sister?
Forced to accept his blessing, Brother Feng picked up his schoolbag and went to school.
*
Zhang Mai had been waiting at the school gate for a long time, looking eagerly forward to it. When he saw Feng Ci, his eyes lit up like a dog seeing a meat bun. Feng Ci turned around and wanted to leave.
Zhang Mai hugged him and said, "Brother Feng, what happened to the girl this morning?"
"Who are you dating?"
"Don't try to lie to me, I heard the girl's voice in both ears!"
The veins on Feng Ci's forehead were throbbing. He didn't like a single word of what was said. Feng Ci maintained his usual cold expression.
The two of them walked from the school gate to the classroom, and Feng Ci didn't say a word, which made Zhang Mai and others very anxious.
"Here, beef buns." Zhang Mai stuffed the breakfast into Feng Ci's arms. "I ran to another street to buy them. They're still hot."
Feng Ci opened his mouth to say thank you, but suddenly stopped talking, straightened his lips and cautiously made an OK gesture.
Feng Ci had never felt that the time at school was so long. He didn't speak all morning. Fortunately, he was usually indifferent and taciturn, so people around him didn't think it was too abnormal. But there is still a difference between a real mute and a fake mute.
For example, in class, the teacher suddenly called on him to ask a question, and he could only remain silent. Another example:
"Feng Ci, someone's looking for you."
His classmates' expressions were intriguing. Feng Ci went out and took a look, and he roughly understood what was going on.
The one who was looking for him was a girl from the next class. One time, when he was taking Meiguo out on the subway, he happened to see this girl being harassed by a pervert. Feng Ci hated this kind of morally corrupt and shameless scum the most, so he decisively took action to hold the person down and personally handed her over to the police. After taking a statement, he took Meiguo home.
Under the big banyan tree, the boy and girl were talking not far away from each other.
"Thank you for last time." The girl blushed slightly. "I wanted to treat you to a meal, but I've been too busy with exams lately... Are you free this Saturday? I'd like to treat you to a meal and thank you in person."
Zhang Mai and others who were hiding in the green belt pricked up their ears to listen.
"Did you hear what Brother Feng said?"
"Don't make any noise. If you're any louder, he'll notice."
"Huh? No way, you think he didn't notice?"
Feng Ci felt like there was a little bee in his ear, making his head hurt. He lowered his head, took out his mobile phone and typed two words on the WeChat Transfer Assistant page.
——Sorry, I don’t have time.
The girl looked slightly disappointed. She looked at the handsome and indifferent boy in front of her. Her body temperature gradually rose. She blurted out in a rush, "Actually, I like you. Can you consider me?"
A few people eating melons in the green belt: !!!
As if they had used big ear special effects, they stretched their ears forward one after another, but no matter how hard they tried, they could only hear the girl's voice.
Feng Ci stood there like a statue with no emotion or joy, without a single response, and several people stamped their feet in anxiety.
In the end, they watched helplessly as the originally shy girl left crying. Besides Zhang Mai and his companions, there were other onlookers who witnessed this scene.
For a while, everyone condemned Feng Ci for being arrogant and rude. Even if he didn't like the girl, he could have politely refused her. How could he leave the girl there without saying a word? It was so ungraceful. Does being handsome mean he can do whatever he wants?
Zhang Mai and his companions looked at each other for a while. Although they agreed with their brother a little in their hearts, they could only curse him alone. The few people who shared the same hatred for the enemy responded without hesitation.
After observing for a whole morning, several people realized that Feng Ci was not in a good state. They saw the word "frustrated" on his usually arrogant face.
Who can make him angry?
I guess it's a family matter.
Every family has its own problems. The good brothers felt very sorry for each other and took Feng Ci to the canteen to relax after class. Unfortunately, the effect was not obvious. Zhang Mai immediately changed his mind and took Feng Ci to the men's bathroom to smoke a cigarette to relieve his boredom.
If one isn't enough, try two.
Feng Ci became even more annoyed by being moved around by them, so he shook off the three clingy guys and went to a corner to take care of his physiological needs.
The next second, the ultra-high dolphin sound suddenly rang in my ears.
"Damn, Brother Feng, why are you still wearing thermal underwear?" Zhang Mai's loud voice came out, and Fang Chengxuan and Jiang Hao turned their heads and exclaimed at the same time with surprised expressions.
Feng Ci quickly pulled up his pants and walked out. The three men bravely surrounded him and chattered.
"Brother Feng, why are you wearing long johns? Are you cold?"
It's strange. They bullied Brother Feng so much, but Brother Feng didn't beat them. When did Brother Feng become so good-tempered?
Little did he know that Feng Ci's patience had reached its limit. He could no longer endure it and growled, "Shut up!"
At this moment, the whole world was quiet.
Zhang Mai, Fang Chengxuan, and Jiang Hao all took a big step back and said in horror, "Brother Feng, why did your voice become a woman's?!"
Feng Ci: “…” Goodbye, this beautiful world.
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