Feng Peng quickly got up to get the handbag full of money. Fortunately, he hadn't brought the money back, otherwise, wouldn't it have been lost together?
Feng Chuxiao, who was peeking from the stairwell, shook her head regretfully. This old fox carried so much money in his bag, yet he didn't even take it home. Did he not trust his own family members?
"Send her away, quickly send her away! She's a jinx! Look, she's only been back for two days, and how many problems has she caused," Ma Cuixiang shouted excitedly.
Feng Peng also felt that all these things were happening because Feng Chuxiao had returned. He believed the fortune teller's words even more now; their family was incompatible with this dead girl.
"Don't worry, she'll be gone tomorrow!"
"Dad, what does this have to do with Chuxiao? I'll report it to the police and let the Public Security Officers investigate," Feng Likai said.
"Okay, okay, report it! Report it..." Ma Cuixiang said incoherently.
However, Feng Peng reached out and stopped him. He said in a deep voice, "Haven't you noticed the problem? Other rooms are fine, but only this one room's belongings, both valuable and not, were taken.
Also, so many things were taken in such a short time without the neighbors noticing. Tell me, can a normal person do this?"
Feng Likai's expression also became serious. Dad made a lot of sense. It was already strange to be robbed in broad daylight. Moreover, what kind of thief would take the cabinets and tables, and with such a big commotion, no one noticed. It was indeed strange.
Hearing this, Ma Cuixiang was so scared that tears stopped falling from her eyes. She ran behind her husband, "...Not a normal person, then... then what is it, a spirit?"
"Mom, don't talk nonsense!" Feng Likai said sternly.
He looked at his father again and asked, "So, we'll just let it go?"
"What can we do if we don't let it go? Not to mention the door wasn't broken, just look inside our house; there isn't even a trace left by a thief. Even if we call the Public Security Officers, it will be hard to find the thief," Feng Peng surveyed the living room.
So, it's better to avoid trouble. The important money and passbook are still here; that's already a great fortune!
Feng Liya, who had been sitting on the sofa without saying a word, now understood what had happened at home. Resentment flashed in her eyes. Mom and Dad's belongings were all gone, and they still had to give that person so much money. The family would definitely have to live frugally for a while.
Feng Chuxiao didn't expect Feng Peng's tolerance to be so good. She went back to her room to sleep and didn't bother with the rest.
The next day, she was awakened early by a knock on the door. When she opened it, she saw Feng Peng standing outside with a cold expression.
"In such a hurry? For your good daughter, you're really impatient," Feng Chuxiao said sarcastically, yawning.
Feng Peng became even more indifferent, "Less nonsense, hand over the household registration transfer proof. The money is here, and I'll give it to you now."
"Eldest Brother, come out and be a witness," Feng Chuxiao called out.
Feng Likai also came out of Feng Lichí's room, fully dressed, and then watched them exchange items.
Afterward, he advised Feng Chuxiao, "Chuxiao, you should deposit the money. It's safer that way."
"How would she know how to save money? She can't even read. Don't get tricked. I'll accompany her to deposit it this afternoon," Feng Peng said quickly.
The abacus was really clacking away. Feng Chuxiao sneered inwardly. No wonder that old bastard was so willing to hand over the money; he actually wanted to get it all back.
However, his plan was mistaken. Once something fell into her hands, Feng Chuxiao, she wouldn't let anyone take it back!
"If anyone goes, it will be me," Feng Likai said.
Then he instructed Feng Chuxiao, "You just stay in the room and don't go anywhere until I get back."
This time, Feng Chuxiao didn't nod obediently. Of course, she had to go out. If she didn't go out, how could she create the illusion of depositing the money?
So, after Feng Peng and Feng Likai left, Feng Chuxiao immediately prepared to go out.
But as she passed the living room, she was stopped by Ma Cuixiang and her daughter.
Ma Cuixiang was even holding a sturdy stick in her hand.
"Dead girl, you can't leave this door today!"
"Who do you think you are? I'll go out if I want to go out, and stay if I want to stay," Feng Chuxiao just kept walking.
Seeing this, Ma Cuixiang swung the stick towards Feng Chuxiao's head, her eyes filled with chilling hatred.
But Feng Chuxiao didn't take the old woman seriously. She threw the bag in her hand onto the sofa, then picked up the vase on the table and smashed it directly at Ma Cuixiang.
Feng Liya looked at the bulging briefcase on the sofa, thinking she had an opportunity. She rushed towards the sofa but was kicked away by Feng Chuxiao.
"Feng Liya, you really don't learn your lesson. You still want to steal my money; you're asking for a beating!"
"A family of black-hearted scoundrels. They took money to exchange for me going to the countryside in place of this fake, and now they want to take the money too. I really can't let you off."
Feng Chuxiao didn't want to waste time with them. She still wanted to go out to eat meat buns, so she snatched the stick from Ma Cuixiang's hand and gave the mother and daughter a dozen or so blows each, making them wail.
A neighbor even came to knock on the main door. Feng Chuxiao threatened, "Do you want me to open the main door? Let others see your appearance. If you don't want to be embarrassed, just stay put honestly!"
Seeing that the two were subdued, Feng Chuxiao picked up her bag and left, then left the residential area under the scrutinizing gazes of the surrounding neighbors.
She quickly found a deserted alley, put the bag into her space, and then headed to the state-run restaurant.
Yesterday, she got a lot of coupons from Feng Peng and his wife's room, so she could buy more things today.
After walking for a while down the alley, she found it getting more and more remote. She had only focused on finding a deserted alley and hadn't paid attention to anything else. Where had she walked to?
Just as Feng Chuxiao was about to turn back, she faintly heard voices ahead. She quickened her pace and walked forward, planning to ask for directions later.
Her footsteps were light, so the people talking didn't notice her. However, Feng Chuxiao sensed something was wrong.
Because she faintly heard the muffled crying of a child, and several men were talking and laughing, completely ignoring the crying child. This made her have some guesses. Could she have stumbled upon a melodramatic situation?
Is it that transmigrators must encounter human traffickers, or are human traffickers too rampant everywhere?
Logically, this shouldn't be the case. Trafficking people was not so easy in this era because population movement was strictly controlled. Moreover, no family lacked children.
As she got closer, the men's words clearly reached Feng Chuxiao's ears, letting her know that these were not human traffickers in the traditional sense, but rather that someone had planned the kidnapping of a child from a prominent family in the provincial capital, actually just for revenge.
So it was a personal grudge, and she didn't need to get involved, right?
Feng Chuxiao quietly retreated. After walking about ten steps, she stopped again because the child's crying sounded a bit miserable, likely from being beaten.
The reason she could hear the commotion in that dilapidated courtyard was that her special ability had greatly enhanced her five senses compared to ordinary people, and these were etched into her soul.
The rules of the jianghu dictate that family members should not be harmed, especially children. Even when the emperor punished the nine generations of a minister, they would spare infants. These people seemed worse than beasts.
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