Hearing this, Feng Ertian was stunned. "Father has become a general? How high-ranking is that?"

Feng Xixi rolled her eyes and took the kitchen knife next to her. She pointed it at Feng Ertian and said, "Do you want to know? Do you want me to send you there?"

Feng Ertian quickly shook his head, "No, no, no, I don't want to."

On the other hand, Mrs. Xia was in tears. "This bastard. He's gone and has a good time, but how are we going to live?"

Feng Xixi was speechless.

Feng Yili said with frustration, "Dad is partial. Why didn't he teach me martial arts? I'm his eldest son."

Feng Xixi raised her little fist at Feng Yili and spat, "You're dog shit."

"By the way, Father also said that I have the final say in this family in the future. He asked me to teach you on his behalf. If you don't listen to me, I will beat you with the martial arts he taught me. If you fail to live up to his expectations, Father said that he could only come up to bring you to the Netherworld to teach in person."

Hearing this and thinking about Feng Xixi's fighting capacity, no one spoke in the room except for the sobs of Mrs. Xia.

Feng Yili was angry but didn't dare to say anything. He could only glare at Feng Xixi fiercely.

Feng Ertian chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Feng Xixi knew that she had just beaten Feng Yili up, which could be considered a show of strength.

However, this did not mean that she had established authority in this family. Of course, she was not flustered. Anyway, she could beat them up until they were convinced in the future.

Feng Xixi looked at the bowl of rice and began to arrange work.

"Since we've split, from tomorrow on, you two will go up the mountain with me to look for wild vegetables and fruits. Be diligent and you won't starve to death."

Then she turned to Mrs. Xia and said, "Mother, you are in charge of the family affairs. You can cook this bowl of rice first tomorrow, and you can also put the chestnuts I brought back today into it to cook. You can use those eggs to make soup with some salt and soak rice with it."

There was no food, so they could only cook in this way.

As soon as Feng Yili and Feng Ertian heard that there was food, their eyes immediately lit up.

They couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Mrs. Xia was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly, " Xixi, is a bowl of rice all boiled?"

There was only one bowl of rice at home. What would they eat later if they cooked it all?

In this era, people believed in ghosts and gods, so Mrs. Xia would not doubt anything when she heard what Feng Xixi had explained in detail.

At this moment, she had completely regarded Feng Xixi, who was so young, as the head of the family.

"Boil them, all of them."

Feng Xixi said, "How can we have the strength to work if we're not full?"

"That's right." For the sake of food, Feng Yili had temporarily forgotten about the grudge between him and Feng Xixi, so he and Feng Ertian immediately echoed the words of Feng Xixi.

Mrs. Xia looked at her three children and couldn't help sighing secretly. The three children had never had a full meal in their lives.

"Okay, let's cook it all. We'll have a good meal tomorrow."

As she spoke, Mrs. Xia took out the meat bun that Feng Xixi had given her earlier.

Although the steamed meat bun was cold now, it looked extremely attractive.

All of a sudden.

Feng Yili stepped forward and snatched the bun from the hand of Mrs. Xia.

By the time Mrs. Xia reacted, Feng Yili had already stuffed the fist-sized bun into his mouth.

Because he ate too fast, Feng Yili blushed and choked.

But this didn't affect him at all.

Feng Xixi was speechless. "Why didn't you choke to death?"

Feng Ertian couldn't help but say angrily when he saw this, "Feng Yili, how could you eat by yourself? Quickly share some with me."

After that, Feng Ertian rushed forward and put his hands on the mouth of Feng Yili, trying to break off the steamed bun exposed out of Feng Yili's mouth.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yili was faster and directly stuffed the exposed steamed bun into his mouth. Then he quickly closed his mouth, for fear that Feng Ertian would reach out his fingers to pull out the steamed bun from his mouth again.

Feng Xixi looked at the two weirdos and was speechless.

Seeing that a bun had been swallowed by Feng Yili alone, Mrs. Xia couldn't help but say, "Yili, Ertian hasn't eaten yet."

Feng Yili snorted coldly without the slightest bit of regret.

Feng Ertian said angrily, "Mom, Yili ate a steamed bun, what about me?"

Mrs. Xia looked at Feng Xixi with a bitter face. This bun was given by Feng Xixi to her.

Feng Xixi secretly bought three steamed buns. When she saw Mrs. Xia looking at her, she took them out of her pocket.

But at this moment, Feng Yili flashed and moved as fast as a tornado. If it weren't for the fact that Feng Xixi had been fighting with people all year round and had been more sensitive and fast than ordinary people, otherwise, the bun in the hand of Mrs. Xia robbed by him would have happened again.

After Feng Xixi dodged Feng Yili, she immediately said angrily, "Are you courting death?"

Feng Yili was like a hungry and thirsty dog. At this time, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. His mind was full of the delicious taste of steamed buns. He was in such a hurry to eat the steamed bun that he didn't have time to taste it carefully, but he knew how delicious it was.

"Hand it over, or I'll beat you to death!"

Knowing that he couldn't defeat Feng Xixi with his bare hands, Feng Yili grabbed a stool and held it in his hand. In the face of food, Feng Yili's true intention was completely exposed.

Feng Xixi put the bun back into her pocket and crooked her thin fingers at Feng Yili, saying, "Come on."

Seeing how calm Feng Xixi was, Feng Yili felt a little scared. However, when his gaze fell on Feng Xixi's bulging pocket, he couldn't care less about anything else.

In the shocked and angry voice of Mrs. Xia, Feng Yili held a stool and waved it at Feng Xixi's head.

However, when the stool was only a centimeter away from Feng Xixi's head, she suddenly lowered her body. The next moment, a delicate hand grabbed Feng Yili by the neck.

With a loud bang, Feng Yili fell to the ground.

Before he could react, Feng Xixi picked up the stool next to her and smashed it hard on Feng Yili's head.

Feng Yili felt as if his head had been split open, and blood flowed down his cheeks.

The stool also fell apart.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

No one had expected Feng Xixi to be so ruthless.

Feng Xixi propped herself up on her thin arms and thin legs, standing up straight with a calm expression. She looked down at Feng Yili and said, "Do you want to continue?"

Feng Yili was stunned.

Had his father, that son of a bitch, really taught Feng Xixi martial arts?

"Yili." Mrs. Xia regained her senses and immediately charged towards Feng Yili in a panic.

Feng Xixi frowned and shouted at Mrs. Xia, "Don't help him."

Mrs. Xia looked at Feng Xixi in confusion and said, "He is your eldest brother. How could you be so cruel to him?"

Feng Xixi said coldly, "Mom, it's Yili who hit me with a stool first. He can hit me with a stool, and so can I. As for who wins, it's up to the ability."

Mrs. Xia was speechless.

Once again, Feng Ertian was conquered by the violence of Feng Xixi. Fortunately, he had acted slowly just now, otherwise, his head would have been broken.

Feng Xixi looked at Feng Yili, who was lying on the ground, and said, "Everyone in our family has a bun. Since you've just eaten yours, there is no bun for you now."

After that, Feng Xixi took out the steamed buns from her pocket and handed one to Feng Ertian, and then to Mrs. Xia.

Mrs. Xia looked at Feng Xixi in confusion. Just as she was about to hand over the steamed bun in her hand to Feng Yili, she heard Feng Xixi say, "Mother, you must eat this steamed bun yourself. If you give it to him, he will dare to rob you next time."

Feng Xixi continued, "In the future if anyone dares to rob someone else's food in this family, he will not be allowed to have the food cooked by our family anymore."

Feng Yili endured the pain and sat up angrily. He roughly wiped his bruised forehead with his sleeve.

As soon as he heard the rule of Feng Xixi, he immediately said angrily, "Why?"

He usually relied on his strength to snatch things from everyone. If he didn't, how could he eat his fill?

"Because I can beat you."

Feng Xixi thought to herself, "If you want to talk to such a hungry and fierce person about benevolence and morality, you might as well tell him a joke."

At this stage, she had to fight back.

Sure enough, Feng Yili, who had already suffered twice at the hands of Feng Xixi, could only lower his head and stare at Feng Xixi fiercely.

Mrs. Xia was indeed hungry. Now that Feng Xixi didn't allow her to give the steamed bun to Feng Yili, she had to eat slowly, for fear that she would eat too fast.

Feng Ertian swallowed his saliva, brought the bun to his nose first, and sniffed it hard. The next moment, two tubes of snot dripped on the meat bun.

The bubble on his snot broke. The next moment, Feng Ertian stuck out his tongue and licked it. Then he slowly tore off a little bit of white bread and put it into his mouth.

"It's so delicious!" Feng Ertian couldn't help but sigh.

Witnessing this, Feng Xixi stopped chewing and grabbed the remaining half of the bun in her hand.

Uh, the steamed bun in her hand suddenly didn't smell good.

Seeing Feng Xixi put the steamed bun on the table, Mrs. Xia could not help asking, "Xixi, why don't you eat it?"

"I'm full." Glancing at Feng Ertian, Feng Xixi said gloomily.

It seemed that she still had a long way to go before she could completely change her family.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Feng Yili, who had just fought with her fiercely, swallow his saliva and say, "If you don't want to eat it, then give it to me."

Seeing that Feng Xixi didn't object, Feng Yili took the half-eaten bun from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

Feng Xixi was shocked. "What the f*ck!"

Feng Xixi temporarily subdued her family through force and made everyone believe that she had inherited her father's skills.

After eating the buns, Mrs. Xia put away the things they had been given.

Because they were poor, they didn't have much lamp oil. After eating, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

Feng Xixi and Mrs. Xia slept in the same room, lying on a shabby bed. Even if they moved slightly, the bed creaked as if it would fall apart at any time.

The most important thing was that it was cold.

There were several big holes in the middle of a bed of rotten cotton batting, which leaked wind, and drizzle floated in from the roof.

Feng Xixi checked her balance. After buying a few meat buns, she only had 40 copper coins left.

She checked the quilts in the mall and found that most of them cost 50 to 60 copper coins.

Feng Xixi sighed. Tonight, she could only rely on her righteousness to survive.

While she was thinking, a piece of clothing covered her.

Mrs. Xia said, "Go to sleep, Xixi."

Feng Xixi felt a warmth in her heart. For her, who lacked love, this feeling was very novel and heartwarming.