Feng Changqing glanced at him suspiciously, "What's going on?" Although this street is not as prosperous as the main street, it is not a slum. No one wants such a good house?

The little hedgehog pushed the door and walked in, "Because people died here, some people kept saying that they were haunted, and they moved away one after another."

Feng Changqing was stunned.

The little hedgehog turned around: "Are you afraid?"

Feng Changqing shook her head. She was a modern person with higher education. Naturally, she was not afraid, but she was just a little surprised.

She also walked into the yard with the little hedgehog.

The yard is a second-hand place with a good layout. There are five or six wing rooms on the left and right sides of the main hall, and there is a small yard behind it. However, the flowers and trees have died of no one to take care of for a long time, and the garden is dilapidated.

It's indeed a good place.

"Clean the place." Feng Changqing suddenly said.

The little hedgehog glanced at her, "Be like me a coolie? If you don't do it, I still have to sleep."

"You clean up first, I'll go back and say to my father." Feng Changqing said again: "Don't you want to be my boss? Other bosses have to cover the lives of their subordinates. You are like this... I don't see sincerity."

Feng Changqing looked at him up and down, slightly disgusted.

The little hedgehog was stunned. It seemed that he was so reasonable. "Go and go, hurry up, isn't it just a little weed? I'll do it to collect you, my little brother."

"Okay, I'm leaving."

She turned around and left the yard and heard the little hedgehog's low curse coming from inside: "Come back quickly-"

...

She returned to the original courtyard and said to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, "So quickly?"

"Well, I have to buy some daily necessities."

Feng Yi thought she was asking for money from him, and looked embarrassed: "This... dad has no money anymore... what should I do?"

"It's okay, I still have some money." Feng Changqing said with a smile.

I didn’t spend the five liang just now, and I also had the small courtyard I rented. I refunded the deposit of two hangs and some dates in the space to sell.

"Then...that's good." Feng Yi finished embarrassedly, "You go."

...

Feng Changqing and the little hedgehog kept the yard so they could live in. It was already sunset, so they bought a few more bedding, rice, flour, seasonings, and dried vegetables to eat tomorrow. After spending three taels of money, only two taels of silver were left in their purse.

There were some tables, chairs and benches in the yard that could be used, and she scrubbed Feng Yi over.

"It's just ahead." Feng Changqing pointed to the lantern not far away, "I'll make do with it for a few days."

Behind her, Feng Yi looked at the mansion for a moment and was stunned. Once upon a time, his daughter became so capable.

"This..." Zhong Xiaodie said in a very low voice: "Isn't that haunted house..."

How could she not know about Yuncheng, who has grown up since childhood?

"Then do you have a better place?" Feng Changqing asked bluntly, and did not tell her the chicken soup that "I don't do bad things on weekdays and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

Zhong Xiaodie bit her lip and stopped gnawing.

Feng Changqing took the lead in.

"I cleaned up four rooms, Miss Zhong and I live in the middle, Father, you live on both sides, there is a kitchen there, I cooked porridge, and—"

Feng Changqing said while walking.

"You're back, my stomach is almost hungry!" Before Feng Changqing finished speaking, she was interrupted by a loud voice that was terrifying.

The little hedgehog hung upside down on the wall, looking at Feng Changqing pitifully. He could hardly hold him back. Didn’t they see him?!

Zhong Xiaodie was so scared that she hid behind Feng Changqing.

Feng Changqing glanced at him, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Dong!

The little hedgehog fell from the wall.

He got up in a mess and pointed at Feng Changqing, "You have no conscience. I'll treat you to a bun, help you find the yard and clean it... Why haven't I left yet?"

"This one is..." Feng Yi looked up and down at the little hedgehog, ragged clothes, bird's steamed buns, beggars?

"You are Uncle Feng."

"Hello Uncle Feng, hello."

"My name is Little Hedgehog, please take care of Uncle Feng in the future."

...

Feng Yi was dizzy when he was surrounded by this Uncle Feng. Before he was surrounded by a mad uncle, he interrupted the young man: "Come in."

"Thank you, Uncle Feng!"

Feng Changqing:...

Several people entered the yard and settled Zhong Huai first, and Feng Changqing went into the kitchen to prepare supper.

Zhong Xiaodie chased Feng Changqing a few steps, "Uncle Feng is applying medicine to my father, I'll help you."

"good."

The porridge is ready-made, and the only dishes are radish, cabbage and sweet potatoes.

Zhong Xiaodie helped wash the vegetables, stir-fry a stack of vinegar and cabbage, and steamed two sweet potatoes. Feng Yi found a three-legged round table, which was just a matter of making do with the meal.

The few people had their own thoughts. Except for the noisy little hedgehog who kept talking nonstop, the rest of the human flavor was the same.

After dinner, the little hedgehog walked to the middle bedroom in a grand manner, "I've had a lot of food, so sleep!"

Suddenly, he tightened his arms and couldn't step into the room with his other foot.

"Uncle Feng..." He looked at the person behind him and said with confidence: "I found the house. I have helped clean it for a day. There are so many houses, aren't I the only one of them?"

Feng Yi directly raised his backcoat and grabbed him aside, "Go to that room." He pointed to the small room at the edge.

"Why!"

"You're a man."

The little hedgehog stared, "Then?"

"Xiaoqing and Xiaodie are women, you can't live with them."

"You are also a man!" the little hedgehog protested.

"I'm her father."

Little Hedgehog:...

After packing everything, Feng Changqing sat on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. Unconsciously, she remembered her father's strangeness today. She was familiar with the way in and out of the Fang family, as if she had been in and out countless times.

Now that she was thinking about her father hiding outside the pass and not willing to go anywhere, she really made her curious.

What is the origin of my father and the Fang family? He had to hide outside the pass and suffer from war and bandits. Even when he came to Yuncheng, he had to leave in the shortest time.

Why?

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

"who?"

"It's me..."

"Father?" She stepped forward and opened the door, "It's so late, what's the matter with me?"

"We can't leave in a short time." Feng Yi spoke slowly, "Your Uncle Zhong is my father's benefactor. You saved your life when you were young, so we can't ignore it."

Feng Changqing paused, "Did you think of a solution?"

Feng Yi shook his head.

"Then let's take a break first and wait until tomorrow."

Feng Yi wanted to speak but stopped, "Xiaoqing, I have something, I don't know if I should tell you."

"If it has something to do with me, I want to hear it, and if it has nothing to do with me, it depends on whether my father wants to say it." Feng Changqing said lightly, waiting for Feng Yi's later words.

Feng Yi was in a bit complicated.

If they had been outside the barrier, he would never want to tell those things in his life. But now he has arrived in Yuncheng and is entangled with the Fang family again, and his daughter has become capable and has his own ideas. He is not the wild girl who used to be able to cook firewood and burn fire. He thinks that some things should be told, but he can't speak up.

Feng Changqing knew it, "It would be better to talk about it when I want to."

Feng Yi nodded stiffly and went to Zhong Huai's room to take care of his injuries.

Zhong Huai couldn't fall asleep because of the pain. When he saw Feng Yi coming in, he asked, "Did you tell her?"

"No." Feng Yi shook his head, "I don't know what to say."

Zhong Huai sighed, "It's not a solution to hide it, tell her that the child is older..."

Feng Yi did not answer the conversation.

Tell her that he is not a good husband, nor a good father?

He couldn't say it.

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