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

Feng Jiuyan's family of three had straw hats, spiritual spring water, and fruits that grew after being irrigated with spiritual spring water. The road to exile was not difficult.

But other exiled prisoners did not fare so well.

The sun hung high in the sky, as hot as fire, and there was little breeze blowing by. Everyone's faces were red from the sun, their lips were dry and white, and they were sweating profusely.

Many people were very thirsty but had no water to drink because they had no water bladders. He also failed to replenish the lost water in time.

The second and third bedrooms of the Feng family were the most miserable.

Except for Second Lady Feng, Feng Zixuan, Feng Qingyun, and Feng Qingshao from the third room, the rest of the group had some injuries.

Especially Mrs. Feng.

Her legs were broken and she was unable to walk on her own.

Second Master Feng and Third Master Feng were in pain all over their bodies. The palm of their right hand was also punctured with a big bloody hole.

Feng Zirou and Feng Sanfu were all severely beaten by the officials. Their cheeks were swollen and their whole bodies were still in severe pain.

There was a dispute over who carried Mrs. Feng on his back.

Originally, Second Master Feng and Third Master Feng took turns carrying their mother, but now they are seriously injured and their bodies are in severe pain. If they have to carry Mrs. Feng, this damn fat man, again, will they survive?

Because of this incident, the people in the second and third bedrooms quarreled.

Second Master Feng advocated that Feng Qingshao from the third room should be the one to carry Mrs. Feng, because his son Feng Qingyun was the eldest grandson, and the important task of bringing glory to the family in the future would still fall on his son. Feng Qingyun should suffer less, so he could only Need to assist from the side and occasionally replace Feng Qingshao.

But Mr. Feng quits!

Why! My son didn't get the benefit, but my son had to do more work.

Second brother, doesn’t he look down on him and his son?

It doesn't matter that he is always overshadowed by Master Feng, why should his own son be overshadowed by Master Feng's son!

In response, the two quarreled, spitted and even fought.

The two of them were so angry that their faces turned red and their necks thickened, and they finally decided to send one person from the second and third bedrooms to take care of Mrs. Feng.

Second Master Feng sent Mrs. Feng to his side, and Third Master Feng sent Mrs. Feng to his side.

The two women stopped doing it.

Before his house was confiscated, he was taught by Mrs. Feng. At that time, I thought she was the only daughter of the Zhongyi Hou family, with a noble status, and she did not dare to resist even when she was scolded and tortured.

Now, after learning that Madam Feng was a foot-washing maid, why should they shoulder such a lowly status?

Just her? Also worthy?

There are no doors!

Even if there is a window, it is impossible!

There was another argument.

Mrs. Feng was always in tears, and she was complaining about her pity, "Wow, wow, wow, you are unworthy descendants. You know my low status and you are not willing to carry me, are you? It's a good thing that I fed you with shit and piss." Two brothers. But they ended up like this in the end. Oh oh oh, old man, I’m not going to live anymore, I might as well go down and stay with you."

As she said that, she bumped into the big tree on the side.

She stopped when her head was about to hit the tree.

Hey, why is there no resistance on my body?

No one stopped her? Wasn't this the case in the mansion in the past?

He turned and looked to the side. I saw people in the second and third bedrooms watching her fuss with blank faces, unmoved at all.

That look even revealed, 'Bump! Hit me! Why haven't you bumped into me, you old guy? It would be better to die! '

Mrs. Feng touched the tree trunk awkwardly and said harshly, "Humph, forget it today, I won't hit the tree. It's not easy for this big tree to grow like this. Don't hurt it if you hit it!"

Mrs. Feng Er: "..." Oh, why not? Die now!

Mrs. Feng San: "..." Don't, the big tree won't hurt. Hit it quickly!

The others also rolled their eyes at Mrs. Feng and said, "I'll just die, you're a drag!" The old man who cleans up troubles!

After understanding that her family members wanted her to die quickly, Mrs. Feng remained silent and did not dare to commit suicide any more.

If they get angry, just kill her and that's it.

Mrs. Feng hunched her shoulders and pretended to be quail.

Finally, after discussion, the people in the second and third bedrooms took turns carrying Mrs. Feng, and each person took turns carrying Mrs. Feng for two-quarters of an hour. Even Feng Zirou, who clings to Shangguan Chai, has to carry Mrs. Feng on her back.

Feng Zirou pushed Mrs. Feng, who was as heavy as a pig and smelled all over her body, and wanted very much to throw Mrs. Feng into a pit aside and bury her.

No matter how much she hated her, Feng Zirou didn't dare to do it so blatantly.

It's better to kill my grandmother secretly. Otherwise, someone will stab you in the spine and scold you, and you may even be dipped in a pig cage.

Feng Zirou's legs seemed to be filled with lead, extremely heavy. Gritting her teeth, she carried Mrs. Feng on her back and continued walking for a long distance.

It was estimated that two-quarters of an hour had passed and it was her father, Mr. Feng Sanye's turn to carry the bag.

"Dad, Dad! I have been carrying my grandmother on my back for two quarters of an hour. It's your turn!"

Mr. Feng pretended not to hear.

Feng Zirou's eyes were filled with hatred, and she continued to call Third Master Feng louder, "Dad! It's your turn!"

Mr. Feng was so shocked that his ears hurt, "Scream, scream, scream! Your father, my whole body hurts, and there is a bloody hole in my hand. What's wrong with you carrying it for a little longer! I am your father!"

Feng Qingshao unplugged the water bag and took a sip of water. He was also grinning at the side, looking at Feng Zirou with contempt, "Yes, sister. What's wrong with you carrying it for a while? Dad's hands are still bleeding!"

Feng Zirou felt aggrieved, angry and resentful.

You are noble, you are filial, you are great, then come and take his place!

At this moment, the idea of ​​killing his father and killing his siblings reached its peak!

Feng Zirou gritted her teeth and stared bitterly at the water bag in Feng Qingshao's hand. This water bag was given to her by Wang Datou. But before she could warm it up, her good father took it away.

They even claim to be in charge of water bladders and strictly control everyone's drinking water, so as not to run out of water on the road and suffer from heatstroke.

But the fact is that he holds the water bag and only drinks it for himself and his younger brother Feng Qingshao. She didn't even catch half of it. Even her mother, the Third Lady, could only take a small sip.

Feng Zirou couldn't bear it anymore. Her mouth was dry and her throat was so hot that it was smoking. If she couldn't drink some water to moisten her throat, she might be the first to fall.

What's more, I was tired all night last night...

Now, I'm carrying an old thing as heavy as a pig!

So, Feng Zirou used a gentle policy and said softly, "Dad, give your daughter a drink of water. My daughter is about to faint from heatstroke."

Third Master Feng cursed, "Drink, drink, drink, you know how to drink. Didn't you drink just now?" He continued to curse, thinking of his daughter clinging to the delicious food that the official brought back, he finally endured the pain and drank the water. The bag was handed to Feng Zirou.

"You can only take a small sip!" He ordered, staring at Feng Zirou drinking water without blinking.

Feng Zirou hated her father so much and hated him for favoring sons over daughters. Furthermore, he hated his younger brother Feng Qingshao even more.

She thought to herself that hooking up with Wang Datou only improved her food slightly, but it was not enough!

She needs to climb a big tree, protect her, pamper her, and even help her kill Feng Jiuyan!

Feng Zirou stared forward, the corners of her mouth curled up——