Feng Chuxiao deliberately made a noise when she landed, letting the Feng family know she was back.
"Don't you know how to knock? Climbing over the wall, what kind of behavior is that?" Wang Xihua scolded.
Feng Chuxiao ignored her, walked into the courtyard, and looked at the Feng family, "Did you save me some food?"
Feng Tiezhu was about to speak when he saw Feng Daping grab a broom and swing it at Feng Chuxiao.
Feng Chuxiao was stunned for a moment. Attacking someone as soon as words failed, their behavior was very much like zombies.
Her reaction was naturally not slow either. She retreated to the wall and quickly grabbed a stick. Although this body wasn't very capable and was a bit of a hindrance, it was still barely enough to deal with the Feng family. After all, they weren't as resilient as zombies.
Then, the sound of sticks clashing echoed in the courtyard, followed by a crackling sound, and Feng Daping's wails. Feng Chuxiao didn't hold back at all; she was also taking revenge for the original owner.
Old Woman Feng saw that her son had also been beaten, and beaten so badly. She joined the fight, as did Feng Tiedao, who directly picked up a shovel and swung it at Feng Chuxiao. His vicious look was as if he wanted to split Feng Chuxiao in half.
Feng Tiezhu quickly went to stop his brother. "How can you use that to hit her? That's trying to kill her!"
Feng Chuxiao also became fierce at this moment. She thought it would just be a minor scuffle, but she didn't expect Feng Tiedao to be serious. In that case, she couldn't be blamed! Before others could take her life, she would take theirs first!
She snatched the shovel from Feng Tiedao's hand and swung it directly at Feng Tiedao's head!
Feng Tiezhu, the only one who was clear-headed, was so terrified by the scene that his soul almost left his body. He quickly reached out to pull Feng Tiedao away.
In the end, Feng Chuxiao's shovel did not land on Feng Tiedao's head, but it still struck his shoulder.
However, Feng Chuxiao did not lose her temper. She was exceptionally calm, a skill honed over three years in the apocalypse. No matter the situation, one must remain calm.
At this moment, she could hear the sound of people banging on the Feng family's door from outside. The neighbors must have heard the commotion and come over. Feng Chuxiao quickly shoved the shovel into the hands of the terrified Feng Daping, then quickly went to open the main door.
With her speed ability, she moved so fast that no one had a chance to react. So when the main door opened and the neighbors rushed in with flashlights, they saw Feng Daping injuring his own son with a shovel.
"Ah, how could you hit him so badly? So much blood!"
"No wonder he screamed so miserably. I was startled just hearing it from outside."
"Daping, what happened? Why did you use such a heavy hand?"
"Stop the nonsense, Uncle Daping, hurry and send Tiedao to the hospital!"
Feng Tiezhu quickly tore off a piece of his clothes and wrapped it around Feng Tiedao's shoulder to stop the bleeding.
"Wang Xihua! Hurry and get the money!" someone else shouted.
Wang Xihua mechanically ran into the room and took out all her private savings.
As the enthusiastic neighbors, with their hands and feet, lifted Feng Tiedao onto a handcart and sent him to the hospital, the overly frightened Old Woman Feng finally burst into tears.
She slapped the ground beneath her and roared, "Broom Star! It was Feng Chuxiao, that Broom Star, who cut my grandson! Why doesn't this Broom Star die! Why isn't she struck by lightning?"
Aunt Liu listened for a while and finally understood that Old Woman Feng was cursing Feng Chuxiao and saying that Feng Chuxiao had cut Feng Tiedao. How could she believe that?
"Chuxiao is so skinny, where would she get the strength to cut so deep? Besides, could she possibly beat the strong and robust Tiedao? Impossible."
Some people echoed Aunt Liu's words. The entire Feng family was there; they wouldn't just stand by and watch Feng Chuxiao swing a shovel at Tiedao. It was likely that as soon as Chuxiao grabbed the shovel, someone would have snatched it away.
Feng Chuxiao listened to the neighbors' discussions and nodded vigorously, "You're all right. It really has nothing to do with me.
Aunties and Uncles, you don't know, but as soon as I got back, I saw them fighting. I don't know why. Maybe it's because the kitchen burned down, and they were in a bad mood."
Everyone felt that Feng Chuxiao made a lot of sense. They then comforted Old Woman Feng again, telling her not to treat Chuxiao too harshly and not to blame everything on Chuxiao.
Old Woman Feng cried even harder. Now she truly had grievances she couldn't express.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Feng Chuxiao glanced at the makeshift stove. There was half a Steamed Corn Bun in the pot. It seemed that was the meal saved for her.
She took out the Steamed Corn Bun and ate it in small bites. She found a stool, moved it out of the courtyard, and sat under the big tree outside.
Anyway, it would be quiet at home for a while, so it was better to sit here and enjoy the cool breeze.
Old Woman Feng's crying gradually subsided. She must have cried herself out. Feng Chuxiao's heart was like still water, without a ripple. Now she hoped the original owner's biological parents would come quickly to pick her up, so she could go to the countryside in place of Wang Xihua's own daughter.
Otherwise, she was afraid she wouldn't have a peaceful day, and perhaps this family would sell her in the middle of the night.
When it was time to sleep, Feng Chuxiao went to Old Woman Feng's room again. Old Woman Feng glared at her hatefully but dared not speak. Now that only the two of them were left in the house, she was afraid Feng Chuxiao would hit her.
"You go sleep in another room," Feng Chuxiao ordered Old Woman Feng out, then locked the door from the inside.
Old Woman Feng had no choice but to go to her son's room.
The night passed peacefully. None of the Feng family members returned. Feng Chuxiao slept until it was time to go to work. She checked the time on her watch; it was only a little past four.
She didn't get up and continued to rest with her eyes closed until she heard the sound of the main door being pushed open. The people who had gone to the hospital were back.
"Eldest son! You're back! How is Tiedao?"
"Don't worry, Tiedao is fine," Feng Daping said, his voice filled with exhaustion that anyone could hear.
"Where is that Broom Star?" Wang Xihua asked through gritted teeth.
"Sleeping in the room," Old Woman Feng whispered.
Feng Chuxiao didn't hear what they said next. It seemed they were plotting to harm her.
She could think of two common methods they might use to harm her openly now: one was to drug her food during meals, and the other was to find more people to force her into a room.
Her body was still too weak; she couldn't just wait to be schemed against. It wouldn't be good if she made a misstep.
She quickly got up and walked out of the room. Regardless of the expressions on their faces, she directly left the house and headed straight for the riverbank.
"Chuxiao! Chuxiao!"
Wang Xihua shouted loudly from behind. Feng Chuxiao pretended not to hear and quickly got away from the voice.
After crossing the river, she entered the forest. She didn't expect to see a pair of wild mandarin ducks. Now she understood what Feng Tiezhu meant by danger.
Feng Chuxiao bypassed the pair of passionately entwined wild mandarin ducks and walked deeper into the forest, stopping at the spot from yesterday.
She took out her toiletries from her space, brushed her teeth and washed her face, then did some skincare. Although this body was thin, it was also rough due to years of labor.
Then she climbed a tree and leisurely began to eat her breakfast.
While resting on a tree branch, she once again regretted that her space could not accommodate people.
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