Feng Yilang's Winter, Part 4, Emotions

I'm fine, just... I'm thinking... Miss, this is our first time going out together, right? No one is watching him, no one is watching him, he convinced himself.

"Official temple colluding with whom?" She was completely confused.

Okay, just today, I'll call you "Dong"... ... "Dong"... ...

Human life comes first, doesn't it? What she has learned, heard, and known all point to the priority of human life. Why do these people insist that Buddha statues are more important?

Because Brother Houyi is one of the few people who can only hide in the dark, as Brother Lang mentioned. He must have discussed with those few people that he would rather never see the sun in his lifetime than let most people in the world die from being sunburned. One time, I overheard Big Brother talking to Fengchun outside the door. He said that even if he knew he would be blind for the rest of his life, he would still try his best to save that life if it happened again. Donggu believes that Big Brother, like Brother Houyi, is a true hero.

The common people are too busy seeking warmth and food to even have the time, only those from wealthy families have the ability to spare and offer porridge for the sake of merit. He couldn't help but say.

She smiled happily and replied loudly, "Brother Yilang!"

How did you come to ask about this?

"... ... What about Huaining and Ichiro?" she asked in a low voice.

Do you forget how strong you are? If you can't control your strength and injure him, what will you use to compensate him later? He cursed.

Fengchun, Fengchun, everyone please leave, everyone please leave!

I am not young anymore, I am nine years old," Xiaolian said solemnly. "Ichiro, I may not fully understand your teachings because I am still young, but I want to express my own thoughts. If I follow your words, I cannot spend money on food outside, nor can I compete with others for porridge. Would I not starve to death?"

"Saving lives? Can the lives of a few beggars compare to this Buddha? If Yongchang experiences a disaster this year, how will your Ruan family compensate? You are trampling on the gods and Buddhas under your feet. Look at this... What is this? I have never seen a person with blue eyes in my life. Who is this person? Could it be a harbinger of disaster? So strange..."

Is the life of a beggar not important? Huai Ning used to be a beggar, but in her heart, she is a very important person!

Upon hearing this, Feng Yilang's blue eyes flashed with a hint of disgust. He struggled to control his cold voice and replied:

Fengchun!" Ruan Dong knelt down and turned back, quickly lowering her little face.

She turned to Huaining, who was also kneeling in punishment, and asked:

Even if she is stupid, she knows that Ichiro is mocking her. Such incidents have been happening frequently in recent years. Just a moment ago, Ichiro was deeply in love with her, but now he is full of hostility towards her. She is confused as to why the usually gentle Ichiro occasionally looks at her with displeasure.

Fengchun... why do you want to ask other maids to dye it? Ichiro is my Ichiro, not the Ichiro of other maids. Just like when Fengchun is sick, Donggu must take care of Fengchun. Fengchun is Donggu's Fengchun!

Feng Yilang was so ashamed that he almost flew into a rage and wanted to shake her shoulders forcefully, but reason told him that it was not her fault, it was not her fault! He was just a person who was both self-abased and cherished his self-esteem. Many people in the world could trample on him, but he just didn't want the little miss in front of him to see through his misery.

Feng Yilang tried his best to maintain patience, coaxing Huaining.

Feng Yilang looked embarrassed. "I am not..."

However, for her, Ichiro is just Ichiro, regardless of his background or hair color, Feng Ichiro is still Feng Ichiro.

What's different?She interrupted unhappily, "Ichiro! I am a wealthy daughter with hands and feet. What does my white hair have to do with anything? Winter is still winter, and white hair is the same as black hair!"

Fengchun glanced at the two boys and said, "You both go back to your rooms and sleep."

Official?... So he is a person with an official position... Ruan Dong was dizzy and confused inside. Why does this official in front of him look completely different from his elder brother?

Will Feng Chun not like me anymore? She asked persistently.

Her long hair has all turned white. How long will it take to return to its original appearance?... Feng Chun was so angry that she cried. He knew that Feng Chun was crying out of heartache. And what about his white hair...? It will follow him until he dies. Who has ever cried for him?

It hurts so much, don't support me, Fengchun. Her face turned pale as paper, and she weakly said, "Wait, my back hurts."

Ichiro, hurry, go call the doctor!

As soon as Fengchun entered the door, she saw her fleeting red eyes, pursed her lips, and approached softly, saying:

Every year on the first day of the lunar year, the government issues an announcement, proclaiming the emperor's benevolence and wisdom, the bountiful harvest of the five grains, and the peace and prosperity of the nation. It is supposed to be a prosperous era for the imperial dynasty. However, if you look closely, despite the proclamation of prosperity, there are still so many beggars. Why is that?

She shook her head and said:

I heard from Fengchun that my father started from scratch. He is an honest and practical businessman who treats everyone fairly, regardless of age. When I'm hungry in winter, it's only natural to use the money my father earned to eat. I don't consider myself extravagant, so why can't I spend money on meals?

Ruan Dong got up and walked silently to Feng Chun. After looking at her for a while, Feng Chun picked up her soft little body and let her bury her small face in his shoulder.

She was puzzled and planned to ask Fengchun again after returning home. She touched her belly and smiled at Feng Yilang, trying to please him.

It's not going to work. Fengchun said, "Today, I am like a brother with Yilang. You can just call me Donggu, okay?" Her little face clearly showed a triumphant expression.

If it were just like this, how could it have lasted for so long? In my opinion, it's because Hou Yi was also one of the few.

However, she is still so clueless and perplexed, utterly perplexed!

Ruan Dong turned back to look at him and whispered:

She must be wrong, but where exactly is she wrong?

He closed his eyes and asked softly, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Don't touch!

That's calling you "young master" ... The passers-by deliberately avoided the two of them. Feng Yilang pretended not to know and walked on the street with his head down.

You don't know either, but Fengchun and Ichiro know, which shows that... We are still considered children, immature to the point where we can't even recognize our own mistakes. She sighed, "White hair is just white hair, why is everyone making such a fuss about it?"

Ichiro, I don't mind... She was fiercely stared at and immediately closed her mouth.

Huaining, what are you doing? She should bear the consequences of her actions!

She secretly glanced at Brother Yilang, seeing that he was not so angry. She couldn't help but sigh in relief. She had only let out half of her anger when a terrifying scream scared her into coughing.

She sighed quietly and suddenly caught sight of an old person being pushed down in the crowd. She had the instinct to rush out and help, but Feng Yilang pulled her back.

"You're so short, how can you help your brother Ichiro hold the umbrella?" Feng Chun laughed and faced Feng Ichiro's calm gaze, she softly said, "Ichiro, you don't have to go, it's okay."

Ichiro, Huaining, see you tomorrow. After speaking, obediently followed Fengchun back to the room.

Let the doctor in! Let the doctor in first, don't crowd around!

Feng Yilang snorted lightly and said:

What?" Feng Yilang was stunned.

His face was flushed, although he understood that she was trying to explain, he couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed and annoyed.

Huaining, I have asked someone to inquire at the pharmacy, but there is no prescription that can dye white hair and cannot be washed off. You must have a way to make Miss's hair color turn back to black, right?

Feng Yilang pursed his lips, stared at her white hair for a while, then half-squatted beside Huaining, and tried his best to soften his voice:

Miss, let me hold your hand and walk with you.

Is this official talking about Yilang? She really wants to look up, but she can't. The people around are getting more and more noisy, and she hears Yilang shouting:

Are you trying to make me feel guilty, Miss? Feng Yilang sighed.

No one was willing to tell her. Fengchun just held her down and forced her to wash her hair. After discovering that the color wouldn't fade no matter how much she washed it, she transformed into a female demon and coldly said, "Whoever made her like this, go to the temple!"

"No!" Feng Yilang said hoarsely, "Miss, you're so young... I'm here, I can help more."

Ichiro, why did you come?" Feng Chun asked with a meaningful tone.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Therefore, although the elder brother's eyes cannot see, there will be a famous doctor who will cure him sooner or later. Occasionally, there are evil people among the common people, but they will soon realize their mistakes because human nature is inherently good. Eventually, there will be peace in the world. Dong has always thought that the master only has prejudices, not malice. Such people are rare in the world... Ichiro, why do some people want to throw stones at you?

Feng Chun closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and whispered:

I... I think that when the time comes, you will be busy hosting the porridge distribution, and there will be no one to take care of the young lady. I will be there to look after her.Feng Yilang's skin was already snow-white on ordinary days, and now under the sun, it looked even more pale and miserable.

Someone is speaking, but she is too weak to lift her head and can only hear the person saying in a painful haze:

Sorry, Ichiro-san. A low and humble confession came from the bowed head.

Ruan Dong gritted her teeth, exerting all her strength and luck. As she flung the large Buddha statue off her back, her small body rolled several times in the opposite direction. She tried to get up, but the intense pain in her waist, as if it had been chopped by an axe, made her collapse to the ground.

The beggars can only drink plain porridge, you are so fortunate, at such a young age, you can already spend money on eating and drinking outside.

Feng Chun! Feng Yilang exclaimed involuntarily.

She nodded happily. "Yes, this is the first time I'm going out with Ichiro. Ichiro, now I'm dressed as a little boy, you can't call me Miss anymore. If people find out that there is a mischievous Miss in the Ruan family, it will embarrass our eldest brother."

Feng Yilang's heart skipped a beat. Why did a few words from Huaining make him break out in a cold sweat?