Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Seeing Tan Anjing crying, He Feiyang anxiously raised his hand to wipe her tears.

"I'm fine, don't cry, it doesn't hurt at all."

"How can it not hurt? It's all swollen."

Tan Anjing sniffed and didn't dare to touch He Feiyang's face. Suddenly she remembered that when she first went to the countryside, her hands were swollen from working, and Song Shuangshuang applied an ointment to reduce the swelling. She didn't know if the ointment was still available.

So Tan Anjing pulled He Feiyang to Song Shuangshuang.

He Feiyang did not refuse. He was going to Song Shuangshuang's house to look for something, and he did not want to make any noise and wake the two people in the house. If they saw Tan Anjing with him, they would probably say something even more unpleasant.

"You came back just as the meal was ready, so get ready..."

"Shuangshuang, do you still have that swelling-reducing medicine?"

When their eyes met, Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin were stunned. What was going on with that bright slap mark on He Feiyang's face? !

He Feiyang had a conflict with his parents?

When Song Shuangshuang heard Tan Anjing mention the anti-swelling ointment, she was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that it was the moisturizer she won in the lottery at the beginning.

"Oh, yes, I'll get it for you later."

She had forgotten where she had thrown that thing.

Song Youlin took a few eggs and put them in the pot to boil. The moisturizer would take more than ten hours to reduce the swelling, so he decided to apply the eggs first.

The brother and sister probably guessed what was going on, but Tan Anjing didn't know that He Feiyang's parents had come, and was still asking him what was going on.

"It's okay, my parents are here." Knowing that he couldn't hide it, He Feiyang just said it.

"But they can't just hit people randomly!! How can they hit so hard, especially in the face!"

Tan Anjing knew the relationship between He Feiyang and Wen Zicheng, but she didn't know the specific reason why He Feiyang went to the countryside. She just thought that he had a bad relationship with his parents and that was why he didn't go home.

He Feiyang didn't want to tell Tan Anjing the details at this time, so he said he would tell them in detail after they left.

Then he asked Song Youlin if he still had the bran he had used to feed the chickens.

"What do you want that for?" They've already eaten the chicken, so what's the use of the bran?

Wait, is he going to make it into food for his parents?

"They asked me to cook for them at noon, so I did it."

Song Shuangshuang just found the moisturizer and came out of the house. When she heard this, she subconsciously said, "How dare they." After saying this, she realized that it was not appropriate for her to say this. After all, they were He Feiyang's parents.

"Well, I speak too fast..."

He Feiyang didn't care at all. It was normal for Song Shuangshuang to say that. She was protecting her friend.

Tan Anjing took the moisturizer handed over by Song Shuangshuang and prepared to help He Feiyang apply it.

The two of them sat face to face. Looking at Tan Anjing who was sitting very close to him, He Feiyang suddenly blushed and said with a stammer that he could just wipe it himself.

Tan Anjing glared at him and told him to sit still. There was no mirror here, so how could he wipe it himself?

Song Youlin, who was about to go back to the house to get a mirror, retracted his foot.

He has no experience.

He Feiyang didn't want to stay here for too long, so he asked Song Youlin to help him find bran, and he went to fetch water with a bucket.

"I'll go back first." He was about to go back carrying the bucket.

Seeing the bicycle in the yard, he asked Song Youlin to hide the bicycle in the backyard for a while.

"My dad has seen the bicycles in the yard. I guess they will come to borrow your bicycles to ride back to the county town."

"Understood. I'll take you to An Jing's house in a moment."

I didn't expect that this bicycle parked in my own yard would be noticed by someone. It must be that Lao Deng has good eyesight. She was able to see it even though she opened a crack in the door.

How shameless! Isn't this just snooping into other people's yard?

Tan Anjing told He Feiyang to go back and be careful not to get beaten again.

"I know. Come in and eat."

As He Feiyang entered the house carrying a bucket of water, he heard his father saying that he took so long to fetch water. The couple had been there for such a long time, but they didn't even bother to pour him some water to drink, and they didn't even heat the kang in the house, so what else could they do?

He Feiyang tried hard to suppress his temper. He didn't want to call that man his father.

"I see you guys drank a lot of water at the captain's house. There's no coal stove in the village, so we can only burn firewood. I went out to collect firewood during the day to heat the kang. Do you think this is a city?"

He's father was choked by He Feiyang's words, and then continued to say to He Feiyang, "In this village's situation, is he still willing to stay here?"

He Feiyang didn't have time to pay attention to him. He was preparing dough to make cornmeal pancakes.

As for the dish, let’s just stir-fry the cabbage.

The cabbage leaves he and Song Youlin had specially peeled off were the outermost layer, which were already a little shrunken.

Even after practicing for such a long time, He Feiyang's technique of making pancakes was still clumsy. The pancakes were of different sizes, but they were all stuck in the pan. As for whether they were burnt or not, that just depended on fate.

He was very skillful in cutting vegetables. He just needed to chop them and that was it! It didn't matter how thick or thin they were, as long as they were cooked.

He Feiyang was busy outside, and neither the couple came out to see him. It would be understandable that He's father was still angry, but not only did He's mother not come out, she was looking through things in the house instead.

Although He's mother's movements were subtle, He Feiyang noticed it from outside.

The corners of his mouth curled up in sarcasm. His mother was really the same as before. Whether he was willing or not, she would just casually look through his things, saying that it was all for his own good.

He sent all the things that shouldn't be there to Song Youlin, and asked Song Youlin to check it with him inside and out, so there was no way anything was missed.

"If you want to look it up, go ahead. There's no need to do it in secret."

He Feiyang leaned against the door and looked at his mother, who was kneeling on the kang and carefully looking through the box to see what was inside.

He's mother was startled, and the book in her hand fell onto the kang.

"You, Feiyang, Mom just wants to see how you've been doing these past few years...nothing else."

He Feiyang glanced at the book that fell on the kang and said

"Well, you think I'm so good that I can write an autobiography?"

There was nothing inside or outside the house to tell how he was doing, so why would I need to look through books?

"Mom, I didn't mean that. I just wanted to see if you have any money."

"So what did you see?"

He Feiyang still spoke in a sarcastic tone. It depends on whether he has money or not. His mother should know best how much money he took with him when he left.

When he was at home, his mother would check every day how much money he had saved. Although his mother never took any of the money, this behavior made him extremely uncomfortable.

He knew they were coming, so how could he keep his savings hidden in the book as he did before?

What if the couple took all the money away in order to get me back?

He's mother put the things she had found back angrily and asked him if the meal was ready.

"I just got angry."

"Then do you need my help?"

"No, I can do it myself. You don't need to interfere."

After saying that, He Feiyang left the house, not caring about the couple's reaction.

Because he smelled something burnt...