Today, Mrs. Xia's cognition was repeatedly refreshed by Feng Xixi's words and actions. Even so, she couldn't help asking, "Xixi, how did you become so good at fighting?"

Today, Feng Xixi had chased after Mrs. Zhang and hacked her wildly.

Feng Xixi looked calm. "Oh, Dad told me to take good care of you and taught me a few skills in my dream so that I could use them for self-defense in the future."

Mrs. Xia was surprised. Her dead husband knew martial arts?

Why didn't she know?

"Well, Mom, don't worry about how Grandma will deal with us. I won't let you be bullied or starve."

Looking at Feng Xixi who was slender, Mrs. Xia nodded with half belief and half doubt as she spoke with unwavering determination.

There was no pot in their small shabby house, only ashes and firewood.

When it was getting dark, the members of the Feng family, who had been busy in the field all day, came back.

Feng Xixi could hear her uncle and the others asking Mrs. Zhang why she was injured from a distance, whereas Mrs. Zhang cursed Mrs. Xia and Feng Xixi once more while explaining the reason.

Then came the sound of the family eating. Mrs. Zhang and the others did not let anyone call them over for dinner.

Fortunately, Feng Xixi had roasted a large bowl of chestnuts with firewood long ago. Then, she bought two meat buns in the mall, one for herself and the other for Mrs. Xia.

When Mrs. Xia asked, she casually made up a reason to deal with it.

But Mrs. Xia hid the meat buns in her pocket.

After the people in the next room finished eating, Feng Huahua came over and asked Mrs. Xia to go to the central room to talk.

When Mrs. Xia heard this, her face suddenly turned pale.

She couldn't help touching her swollen face. Thinking of the cruelty of Mrs. Zhang, she felt a little scared.

Feng Xixi frowned and said, "Mom, don't be afraid. If Grandma wants to split the family, even if she doesn't give us anything, you don't have to fight for it. Just agree."

Feng Xixi thought about it.

The main reason why Mrs. Zhang could control them was that they had no ability to survive.

Without Mrs. Zhang and the others, they could only wait for death.

Since she had offended Mrs. Zhang today, she would definitely threaten them by splitting the family and forcing her and Mrs. Xia to kneel down and beg for mercy. Then, they would continue to live a life worse than pigs and dogs.

Hearing the words of Feng Xixi, Mrs. Xia could not help but say, "How can we do that? If they don't give us anything, what will we eat?"

Feng Xixi thought about the system that she had and said confidently, "Mom, I just went out for a while. Didn't I bring back so much food?"

"Think about it. Even if we don't split from the family, we'll die in Grandma's hands sooner or later. We should take advantage of separating from the family now to fight for a way out."

Mrs. Xia looked at the light in Feng Xixi's eyes. She was just a six-and-a-half-year-old child, but she believed Feng Xixi's words for no reason.

Perhaps in her heart, she hated to live under the control of Mrs. Zhang. This kind of life, which was worse than the life that pigs and dogs possessed, made her feel suffocated.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mrs. Xia nodded.

Feng Xixi didn't participate in the splitting because even if she was there, Mrs. Zhang wouldn't give them anything.

Besides, she was now a child, and she had no right to speak in the Feng family at all.

After Mrs. Xia went over, the central room suddenly became noisy.

Feng Xixi heard that her aunts were accusing Mrs. Xia of doing nothing...

Everyone was talking. After a long time, the noise finally stopped.

…

There was a clattering sound, and then she saw her eldest brother, Feng Yili, come in with a black pot.

Then her elder brother, Feng Ertian, came in with two stools.

For farmers, firstly, they had to be strong enough to work; secondly, they had to have farmland to plant crops.

Feng Xixi felt that her father's naming was straightforward and crude.

Fortunately, she was not a boy. Otherwise, she felt that her father would have named her Feng Sanniu.

Then Mrs. Xia came in with four bowls, four pairs of chopsticks, and a big bowl of coarse rice.

When Mrs. Xia came in, her eyes were red and she was about to cry again. As soon as she saw Feng Xixi, she remembered that she said that her father hated crying people, so Mrs. Xia suppressed her tears again.

Feng Yili didn't eat much, but his body was very strong.

As soon as he entered the door, he shouted at Mrs. Xia with dissatisfaction, "Mom, are you crazy? Grandma said splitting the family up, and you agreed. Just a bowl of rice is not enough for us to eat. Are you deliberately starving us to death?"

Although Feng Ertian was seven or eight years old, he followed his eldest brother and blamed Mrs. Xia. "Mom, do you think we are not miserable enough? Are you our mother or not? I think you are a stepmother."

Being blamed by her two sons, Mrs. Xia panicked. After all, she felt that it was inappropriate to split the family so easily.

"Why are you being so fierce? If you have the strength, then vent it on that old woman yourself!"

Feng Xixi used a small bamboo stick to dig out the wick, raised her head, and roared at Feng Yili and Feng Ertian.

Feng Yili and Feng Ertian were the males in the family, and their status in the family was relatively higher than that of Feng Xixi.

As soon as they heard Feng Xixi shouting at them, they looked at each other. Then Feng Yili strode up to Feng Xixi and said fiercely, "Feng Xixi, it's you who hurt grandma and made us lose our food..."

As he spoke, he reached out to stroke Feng Xixi's hair.

In the memory of the hostee, she was often bullied by her two brothers.

It was normal for them to beat and scold her.

However, this time, as soon as Feng Yili touched Feng Xixi's hair, the little girl, who was only as tall as his shoulder, suddenly took a step forward.

The next moment, she threw Feng Yili over her shoulder to the ground.

Before Feng Yili could react, Feng Xixi had already stepped hard on the chest of Feng Yili.

Feng Yili groaned in pain.

They moved so fast that both Mrs. Xia and Feng Ertian were dumbfounded when they realized what had happened.

"You asked for it, Feng Yili. Don't blame me for bullying you."

Feng Xixi bent down to grab Feng Yili by his ear and said fiercely, "Tell me, you're wrong!"

"Feng Xixi, let me go." Feng Yili struggled with all his might, but strangely, he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried. He was trampled on the ground by Feng Xixi. He couldn't get rid of Feng Xixi at all.

When did Feng Xixi become so strong?

"Let go of me!" Feng Yili roared angrily.

Usually, Feng Xixi would not dare to offend him. Even a fierce look from him could scare Feng Xixi so much that she would hide behind his mother and cry.

Seeing that this little bastard who was less than ten years old dared to shout at her, Feng Xixi was very dissatisfied.

Without saying a word, she punched Feng Yili twice, causing his nose to bleed.

Feng Yili didn't know what to do at this time.

When did his sister, who was so weak, become so powerful?

She could even ride on him to fight?

This time, Feng Yili's mind was full of questions.

"Mom, who... who is this?" Feng Ertian couldn't help but shiver when he saw the nosebleed on Feng Yili's face.

Mrs. Xia came to her senses and hurried over. "Xixi, he's your brother. Let him go..."

Feng Yili roared, "You bitch, little whore, goddamned, Feng Xixi, I'm going to kill you!"

Although Feng Yili didn't know what was wrong with Feng Xixi, he was used to bullying Feng Xixi. How could he bear to be pressed to the ground by Feng Xixi like this?

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xixi's fist came down without any mercy. Feng Yili felt dizzy.

Who could withstand such a dense barrage of fists?

In a panic, Mrs. Xia reached out to pull Feng Xixi, only to see that Feng Xixi turned her head sideways and looked at Mrs. Xia with a cold and serious look. "Mother, get out of the way."

Her voice was soft, but there was a hint of coldness in it.

Mrs. Xia was so scared that she withdrew her hand.

Feng Xixian lowered her head and said coldly to Feng Yili, "Are you wrong?"

"No..."

As soon as Feng Yili finished speaking, Feng Xixi raised her fist and punched Feng Yili in the eye.

Feng Yili immediately let out a heart-wrenching cry.

"Are you wrong?"

"Wrong, I'm wrong." No matter how stubborn Feng Yili was, he was just a child less than ten years old.

Hearing that Feng Yili had admitted his mistake, Feng Xixi propped herself up with her thin arms and legs and stood up.

Feng Xixi clapped her hands and looked up at Feng Ertian and Mrs. Xia. She said lightly, "You can't become a talent without being beaten."

Feng Ertian was stunned. "You... you are Feng Xixi, right?"

"What's wrong? I'm not?"

Feng Xixi had such a bad temper.

Feng Xixi thought, "What's wrong with beating up these two good-for-nothings, who are usually stern at home?"

"They will be beaten up more often in the future."

Feng Ertian wanted to retort, but when he saw what happened to Feng Yili, he endured it. However, he was still unable to accept the changes of Feng Xixi.

After Mrs. Xia helped Feng Yili up, she was scolded by Feng Yili.

"Be gentle. goddamned."

In order to please Mrs. Zhang, Feng Yili and his brother often beat and scolded Feng Xixi and Mrs. Xia. If Mrs. Zhang was satisfied, she would give them something to eat from time to time.

Gradually, Feng Yili and his brother became more and more immoral.

In their hearts, they never regarded Mrs. Xia and Feng Xixi as their family members.

At this moment, Feng Yili opened his mouth and attacked. When Feng Xixi heard it, she pounced on him again.

Feng Yili was so scared that he hid behind Mrs. Xia.

Mrs. Xia hurriedly said, "Xixi, he is your eldest brother. Let him off this time. If you continue, we will have to send for the doctor."

Only then did Feng Xixi withdraw her hand.

Feng Ertian was smarter than Feng Yili. When he saw that his strong eldest brother had been beaten up, he heard that his younger sister had hurt their grandmother today. Even the village chief had been called over, which showed that the younger sister in front of him could not be provoked.

So, he immediately put on a flattering face and said, "Are you really my sister? How did you become so powerful?"

Feng Xixi knew that she had changed a lot, but she didn't intend to hide it.

Given the current situation, she had no choice but to hide her strength.

"I had a high fever for a few days in a row, but my body was hot. After I fell into a coma, I went to a place full of light. There, I saw Dad."

"Dad told me a lot of things. He asked me to protect Mom in the future, and then Dad taught me kung fu, so I know how to fight after I woke up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Ertian said doubtfully, "But dad didn't know martial arts before, and he didn't know how to fight."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xixi patted the table and said, "Do you think Father is a good-for-nothing like you? When I saw Father, he was wearing armor and looked like a general. He must have gone to the Netherworld to learn martial arts."