The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Second Master Feng and Third Master Feng both hated Feng Jiuyan very much. They blamed her and their old faces were completely lost.

They swore that they would never help their orphans and widowed mothers on their way to exile. Unless Feng Jiuyan and the eldest lady knelt down and begged, it would be impossible.

Although, they never thought of helping their big family at first.

If Feng Jiuyan knew what the two of them were thinking, he would definitely sneer at them. It’s not certain who asks for whom.

After the servants carried Second Master Feng and Third Master Feng under the shade of a tree, they were a little confused as to whether to let them stand upright or to lay them down on the yellow mud floor to rest.

In the end, it was Mrs. Feng who made the decision and let the two of them just stand and rest. The ground was too dirty. The two of them lay down straight on the ground. How could they be so decent? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to Feng Mansion?

Second Master Feng: "..." Mother, mother, I really want to lie down. If I stand like this for an hour and a half, will my legs hurt?

Third Master Feng: "..." Do you still want to be shameless at this time? I don’t want it anymore, hurry up, let me lie down, oooh oh!

The two wanted to lie down and rest, but they were too embarrassed to speak. If their mother had ordered them, they could lie down as long as they didn't disobey their elders, and they wouldn't feel embarrassed.

But, their mother was really a mother, and she just let them stand like this.

At this time, the officials carried several bulging white cloth bags and began to distribute the glutinous rice balls. The eyes of the servants of the Feng Mansion seemed to be emitting green light, and they were staring at the cloth bags in the hands of the officials. They kept swallowing their saliva and wanted to rush up and snatch the bags from the officials' hands.

Hungry, almost starving to death.

I disliked the black cornbread the day before. It was hard and scratched my throat, so I didn't eat it. In the morning, the officials didn't send any messages, so they just walked hungry for a long time.

However, the masters ate the fragrant and soft steamed buns sent by the third wife’s parents’ family in the morning, but their servants didn’t get any of them.

It's close, it will be their turn soon.

Feng Zirou looked at the cloth bag in the officer's hand and swallowed. She was hungry, really hungry.

The dozen or so steamed buns sent by my grandfather's family were all divided in the morning. There were 9 people in total, including the second and third bedrooms and Mrs. Feng. There are two steamed buns for each person, and there are two left.

No, her grandmother is holding one in each hand and chewing on it.

Feng Zirou looked at the two soft and fragrant steamed buns in her grandmother's hands and swallowed her saliva.

Eat, eat, eat, why don't you choke this old thing to death!

Ahhhh! She also didn’t want to eat the hard steamed buns, which would make her throat sore! But what can you do if you don’t eat? You can't starve to death.

Except for Mrs. Feng, everyone else in the Feng Mansion was also hungry at this time. With green eyes shining, he stared at the cloth bag in the officer's hand and swallowed his saliva.

The official finally walked towards the second and third bedrooms. This official happened to be the fat official who helped Mrs. 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 around the people in Feng Mansion, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then walked in the direction of Feng Zirou.

Feng Zirou raised a smile. Hum, she must be so beautiful that this fat official missed seeing her.

No, he wanted to give her the wowotou first.

Maybe, this official will give her an extra brat, hehe——

Her white and tender little hands, palms upward, showed a sweet smile on her face. The closer Zhang Chong got to her, the sweeter her smile became. She hoped that the smile would charm Zhang Chong and win him a lot of money.

"Hehehe, sir, this is not good, it's better to give it to the elders first." Feng Zirou smiled coyly, her voice whining.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chong walked directly in front of her without giving her a look, and walked in the direction of Feng Jiuyan.

Feng Zirou: "..." The smile froze on her face, and she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her.

Everyone in the Feng Mansion stared blankly at Zhang Chong's back, their eyes wide open, their mouths slightly open, staring at Zhang Chong's leaving back in shock.

Why, why don't you give them steamed buns?

They are starving to death!

Isn't it because the second lady's pretense made the official feel disgusted, so the official didn't give them steamed buns?

Feng Zirou came to her senses quickly and screamed in surprise, "Hey, officer, officer, we haven't received the cornbread yet."

"Yes, sir. Our Feng Mansion hasn't received it yet."

"Yes, why, why did you ignore us? We are starving to death. Please do me a favor and give us some steamed buns, please?"

Zhang Chong turned to look at Feng Mansion, slightly surprised, "Oh? This nest of wotou doesn't even eat pigs. Do you people in Feng Mansion want to eat it?"

Everyone in the Feng Mansion had a lump in their throats. Zhang Chong wanted to use what he said yesterday to make things difficult for them. When they were imprisoned, they said that they would not even eat pigs.

If they answer yes, then they are worse than pigs.

If the answer is no, then they will have to continue to go hungry, and they will still default to being pigs.

After weighing the matter, the servants of Feng Mansion still chose to answer the question. After all, they are servants, and face is not important to them.

Filling your stomach is what matters.

Staying alive is the most important thing!

So, the servants of Feng Mansion licked their faces, smiled flatteringly at Zhang Chong, and answered one after another, "Yes. We can't even compare to pigs, so we have to eat Wowotou."

Zhang Chong glanced at the master of Feng Mansion with a half-smile but nodded, "Okay, I won't make things difficult for you. Since you want it, then give it to you."

Everyone in the Feng Mansion was overjoyed, and even the masters of the second and third bedrooms were happy in their hearts.

Well, that's what the servants said, but it doesn't represent them. Therefore, it is not considered a loss of face to eat Wo Wo Tou.

Zhang Chong kept his word and gave one to all the servants in the Feng Mansion. Then, he turned around and left neatly.

Second room: "..."

Sanfang: "..."

No, is this official blind? With such a big group of them standing here, can't he see them?

Feng Zirou collapsed. If she didn't eat anything, she would really die here.

With a cry in his voice, he broke down and asked, "Master, I, we haven't received it yet."

Zhang Chong stopped, turned his head and glanced at them, "Okay, you can eat if you want! Tell me what your servant said just now."

The popularity of the second and third bedrooms exploded. This damn fat man was clearly making things difficult for them in Feng Mansion!

But they dared not speak out in anger, fearing that they would be beaten if they lost their Wowotou!

Zhang Chong stopped his gaze on Feng Zirou, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Well, let's start with you!"

Feng Zirou's face was a little pale again, she was biting her lip with her teeth, and her plain hands hidden in her sleeves were tightly held, and the joints were turning white.

She felt insulted like never before! And all this is due to that bitch Feng Jiuyan! It was her who was humiliated over and over again!

She must take revenge!

So, she wants to live. You need food to survive!

Feng Zirou took a deep breath, showed a pale smile, and said, "We are not even as good as pigs, please ask the official to reward us with cornbread!"

Zhang Chong smiled successfully, walked to Feng Zirou, took out a steamed bun from the bag and gave it to her, saying, "Well, the most valuable thing about a person is that he knows himself."

People with two or three bedrooms also repeated Feng Zirou's words one by one for food. It made the surrounding families want to laugh but didn't dare.

Of course, this does not include Feng Jiuyan!