vrcanaries Isn’t Chapter 252 funny? Why can't you laugh?
Isn’t Chapter 252 funny? Why can't you laugh?
Under Feng Jiuli's repeated urging, Mrs. Feng reluctantly stood up and exposed the bundle sitting under her buttocks. She quickly took the bundle in her hand, "Haha, Ah Li, you are still young, so let your cousin throw this bundle into the tree."
If my son throws it away, at least he can pick it up on a relatively low tree branch and it can be easily retrieved if he wants to. And if Feng Jiuli threw it away, she might throw out all the food in the bag.
Feng Jiuli reached out, pulled the bundle in Mrs. Feng Er's hand, and said with a smile, "Second aunt, I can't lose my young age, but I can let my sister do it for me." She blinked her eyes and looked at Feng Er innocently. lady.
Mrs. Feng Er's expression froze and she turned her head to look at Feng Jiuyan. Feng Jiuyan nodded, with a smile on his face, "Yes, Second Aunt, I also want to experience the feeling of throwing a baggage up a tree."
Mrs. Feng Er looked at Feng Jiuyan up and down. She had thin arms and legs. She knew some three-legged cat kung fu, but she probably wasn't very strong. It is impossible to throw the burden too high, and this will also prevent the female bandit's family from taking food from her family.
What's more, her family wants to please their eldest brother. Since Feng Jiuyan also wants to throw the baggage into the tree, why not let her try and make her happy?
Anyway, the devil can't throw the burden so high.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Feng Er no longer hesitated and handed the baggage to Feng Jiuyan, pretending to be kind and said, "Since Ayan also wants to try it, let's try it. Let's see how high Ayan can throw it. "
Feng Qingyun and Mr. Feng had no objection to this. Their thoughts were the same as Mrs. Feng's. They firmly believed that Feng Jiuyan's family could not throw the burden so high.
Feng Qingyun said hypocritically, "Cousin, you can throw it as hard as you can. You can throw it as high as you can. My cousin won't laugh at you."
"Yeah, my second uncle won't laugh at A Yan either. Just throw it up, the higher the better."
Feng Jiuyan glanced at his good second uncle and saw that the palm of his right hand was extremely red and swollen, as swollen as a pig's hoof. There was also a layer of light yellow pus on the wound, and the flesh of the wound seemed to be festering. .
She blinked her peach blossom eyes, "Can I throw it as high as I want? Second uncle, second aunt, and cousin, won't you blame me?"
It's better to get vaccinated first, lest they don't respect martial ethics and turn against others.
"Blind, how can I blame you? You can throw it as high as you want!" Second Master Feng was quite cool and generous, waving his hands as if he didn't care.
When he thought about it, it was impossible for Feng Jiuyan to throw the burden so high.
"Okay! I feel relieved when my second uncle says this. I was also worried about throwing the bundle too high. What if my second aunt and uncle want to keep the useless things in the bundle again and ask me to climb a tree to take them out? .”
"How could it be? It's said to be useless, so why keep it?" Mrs. Feng Er also said.
"Okay, then I'll throw it away. Don't cry later." Feng Jiuyan blinked and asked again.
"Throw it away, cousin."
"That's right, throw it away quickly, my second uncle is cheering for you."
"Come on sister, I'm waving the flag and cheering for sister, I'm banging against the wall for sister!"
A hint of cunning flashed in Feng Jiuyan's eyes, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her arms and kicked her legs, grabbing the hand of the baggage and swinging it around a few times. With a "swish" sound, the baggage left her hand and headed towards the tree. Throw it up.
"Snapped!"
The baggage she threw flew out heavily and directly hit the baggage Feng Qingyun had thrown hanging on the tree branch. The two bundles flew high at the same time and hung on a smaller and swaying tree branch.
Feng Qingyun: "..."
Mrs. Feng Er: "..."
Second Master Feng: "..."
The smiles on the faces of the three people froze. It's over, it's over, it's really going to be over this time.
Their meat, their cakes, and their rice are all hanging on the trees!
How can I take the two baggage down when they are hanging in such a place?
From the corner of her eye, Feng Jiuyan glanced at the expressions of the second family's family of three. She seemed to hear the heartbreaking sounds of the three of them, and the smile on her lips grew wider.
"Bah, bang, bang!" Feng Jiuli applauded Feng Jiuyan, "Sister, you are great, hahahaha. You are worthy of being my sister if you can throw it so high, hahaha."
He looked at the second room and his family who were about to cry, and asked in confusion, "Second uncle, second aunt, and cousin, isn't it funny? Why can't you laugh?"
The three of them thought: Guess, why can’t we laugh!
Even so, the three of them still pretended.
"Hehe, hehehe~~"
"Ha, haha~~"
"Hey, hey hey hey~"
The three of them laughed dryly, their laughter uglier than crying.
Dafang was really sent down by God to create trouble for their family. Ever since he said he wanted to get close to Dafang and his family, their second room had been crushed by Dafang, and they lived in fear every day.
"Hehe, thanks to the encouragement of my second uncle, second aunt, and cousin, I was able to throw the burden so high. Since you are also happy, I am also happy."
Afterwards, after a few more words to the second room, Feng Jiuyan said goodbye, "Okay, we won't disturb your rest. Our family will go back first."
Feng Jiuyan and his family walked towards their resting place under the watch of Erfang and his family who were pretending to be coy but actually itching their teeth.
Looking back, the hateful look in Erfang's eyes was replaced by a smile. Feng Jiuyan waved his hand and grinned happily.
She just liked to see them look like they hated them so much but didn't dare to hit them.
Returning to the donkey cart, Song Chen and his sister were warming themselves by the fire. While warming themselves, they opened the burr shells and took out the chestnuts. While the family of three was walking and playing with the second room, the brother and sister had already peeled a lot of chestnuts.
In addition to the two brothers and sisters who were peeling chestnuts, the family who followed Feng Jiuyan and others to pick chestnuts during the day were also working hard, peeling off the burr shells and taking out the chestnuts.
However, since these prisoners did not have any sharp weapons or knives in their hands, it was somewhat difficult for them to remove the shells of the burrs, and they often had sharp thorns pricked into their hands.
However, they just frowned and continued to peel the chestnuts in their hands without saying a word of pain.
Compared to being hungry, this pain is nothing to them.
Feng Jiuli rushed over happily and told Song Chen and Song Ning what had just happened, making them laugh and feel very happy.
Several people gathered around a fire to keep warm and chatted while peeling chestnuts. After a while, they went to sleep.
Feng Jiuyan put the washed pots and pans on the carriage shaft into the carriage, and then Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuli got into the donkey carriage to sleep.
At this time, a thin quilt was spread on the floor of the carriage, and the three of them were covered with a quilt of moderate thickness to keep warm.
A small snoring sounded in her ears, and Feng Jiuli fell asleep holding Huahua in her arms.
Mrs. Feng tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
She felt a little itchy and had been sleeping outdoors for several days without the means to wash her hair or take a bath. In addition, after being beaten by the python just now, her hair was already tangled, and the oil on her head could be fried in a pot of vegetables. Not to mention that my body was itchy and uncomfortable, and I couldn't sleep at all.
Feng Jiuyan thought over and over again and decided to take Mrs. Feng into the space to take a bath——