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Chapter 15 Crisis Awareness

"Sister." Feng Zirui's little hand grabbed her and shook it, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Yuheng came to his senses and reached out to rub Zi Rui's head: "It's okay, let's go." He asked Madam Sun again, "How far is it to go to Liuyuan?"

Madam Sun pointed to the path ahead and replied: "Through the moon gate, pass through a corridor, and then walk around a small pond, pass through a small garden, walk nearly three hundred steps behind the garden, and you will arrive."

Feng Yuheng laughed. The Feng family hated them to this point. Not to mention the place where they lived was arranged so far. They were originally asked to bring their servants, but when they came out of the Mudan Courtyard, no servants followed them. Fortunately, Madam Sun recognized the way, otherwise she would have to talk more.

The reason why Liuyuan is called Liuyuan is not named because of planting weeping willows. According to Yao, "This Liuyuan has existed in the early years. Feng Zihao, the eldest son of the mansion, once spoiled a girl named Liu'er when he was thirteen years old. At that time, Feng Zihao was still a concubine. At most, Liu'er was all married and had no right to open a garden in the mansion. But Feng Zihao was very fond of Liu'er and asked Shen to ask Shen to ask Shen to make a courtyard change to Liu'er. Unfortunately, Liu'er had a poor life and fell into the water and drowned before he could move in."

"To be honest, Liu'er died strangely." Madam Sun recalled the incident back then, "I remember that the eldest young master said he would set up a small courtyard there for her to live in. Liu'er was so happy that he went to Liuyuan to help every day, and he would go to Liuyuan to help all day. The eldest young master and the eldest young lady were brothers and sisters, and had a very good relationship. One day, the eldest young master went to the banquet and returned home late. It was the eldest young lady who personally sent the meal to Liu'er. After Liu'er finished eating, he was busy for a while. When he returned that night, he was a little late. When he passed by the pond, he stepped on the air and drowned."

Feng Zirui was scared when he heard this, and his little fist was clenched tightly in Feng Yuheng's palm.

"Are you afraid?" she asked Feng Zirui.

The child looked up at her, and his eyes were obviously filled with fear, but he still shook his head stubbornly, "Not afraid."

"Very good." She patted the back of the child's hand, "Zirui, remember, you are a child of Fengfu, and your growth is destined to be more bumpy than other children. My sister cannot protect you for the rest of her life, and it is even more impossible to protect you closely anytime and anywhere, but don't be afraid. Having bumps may not be a bad thing. If you want to live safely in such a cannibalistic place, you must have the ability to withstand the wind and rain."

She did not choose to comfort her, but instead told Feng Zirui how difficult the future is in the most direct way.

For a six-year-old child, although he cannot fully understand this, at least she must establish an inner defense and a sense of crisis for the child so that he will not be caught off guard when the enemy arrives.

Feng Zirui has listened to his sister since he was a child. When Feng Yuheng said that, he listened carefully and then kept everything in his heart word by word.

Yao's mood gradually changed as she looked at the two children. Since her Ah Heng disappeared in the mountains for a night, she seemed to have become a different person. She is colder than before and sharper than before. Although she is not as sarcastic as she used to, she never wanted to continue to endure as she used to.

She was a little worried, but looking at the hands of the siblings holding each other tightly and their heads raised high, she began to yearn for a new life. The hard days in Xiping Village have passed, all the clay has been eaten, and mice have slept in the same bed, so what are you afraid of?

Liuyuan is a very small place with only one entry yard, three main rooms, four wing rooms, two ear rooms, and a very small stove. Because there was no one living there for too long, the only trees in the yard had already died. The tables and chairs originally placed in the yard were ragged after years of wind and rain, and they could not be used any longer.

The eaves of the house are covered with gray hangers, and the window paper is mostly damaged, but the structure of the house is not damaged. It can be seen that Feng Zihao was very concerned when he repaired the yard for Liu'er.

Feng Yuheng remembered the past that Madam Sun said. She always felt that Liu'er's death was not as simple as an accident. It was just that many years have passed and she was just a girl who was in a house. She studied it in depth without any intention.

There were a few servants standing in the yard, and they obviously came here first. One nanny, two maids, and only three of them.

Seeing Yao and his group come back, the nanny took the lead and her face, which had no expression, instantly filled with a professional smile. She bowed and said, "I've greeted Aunt Yao, do you still remember the old slave?"
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