Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 325 The Finale
The Jiang family cared about this not because Feng Beiting was confessed in public, but because they were shocked by Jiang Wenge's reaction.

Maybe it was the main reason for the selection, which made them a little shocked by her sentence "I will shoot you with a gun next time".

In order to prevent her from having those "dangerous and extreme" thoughts, Yuan Qiong discussed with Jiang Su and started frantically arranging various interest classes for Jiang Wenge.

It's not necessary for her to learn anything, it's just to distract her and make her more interested in other things.

First day of violin lessons.

Little Jiang Princess "plucked" the strings with amazing finger force.

Learn piano the next day.

Little Jiang Princess created another glories, cut out the black and white keys one by one and rearranged them, and the codes were neat and tidy.

Learn to paint on the third day.

It happened that Gu Anchen brought Xiang Nanyi to City A to play. Xiang Nanyi himself was an oil painting student. He was on vacation just after finishing his art exhibition. Invited by Jiang Yimian, he made a temporary guest appearance as Jiang Wenge's oil painting teacher.

The two of them worked in the study for two or three hours before going downstairs with Jiang Wenge's masterpiece.

When seeing that painting, Yuan Qiong was almost stimulated to have a heart attack.

In Jiang Su's eyes, it was a very weird painting, not only without beauty, but also a little scary.

It is black all around, and then gradually changes to the middle, transitioning to black red, dark red, and bright red.

The visual impact is very strong.

In all fairness, this doesn't look like a child's drawing.

Even if it is, from a psychological point of view, this child may have suffered some major psychological trauma, so he left a psychological shadow.

But that obviously doesn't make sense.

What kind of psychological shadow can a little princess who has been pampered since she was a child have?

"Grandma, do you think my paintings are not good-looking?" Jiang Wenge held the painting and presented it to Yuan Qiong.

"……looks great.

Everything that our little cherry draws looks good, and grandma likes it all. "Yuan Qiong is not willing to tell her that it is not good-looking.

"Then I'll give this painting to grandma. How about hanging it in your and grandpa's bedroom?"

"..."

Yuan Qiongxin said, then your grandma and I won't have to sleep for the rest of our lives.

Jiang Yimian knew where the old mother's endurance was, so she hurriedly offered to help, "Don't give such a beautiful painting to your grandma, but give it to your parents, okay?"

The implication is, daughter, you can harm your parents instead of irritating your grandparents.

They are old and can't help you toss.

No, Jiang Wenge said bluntly, "If mom wants it, I'll draw another one for you."

"no……"

"No, no." Little Jiang Princess began to count with her fingers, "One picture is not enough, there are other grandparents, uncles and aunts, everyone has to prepare one."

Including Wen Jiaxi, Liang Qiu, Feng Xun, and even Feng You are counted, and they are going to have one of her paintings.

Seeing that Jiang Yimian couldn't stop her, she could only let her go.

Looking at this scene, Xiang Nanyi couldn't help but said softly, "Actually... I think Little Cherry's drawing is quite beautiful..."

Oil painting itself pays attention to bright colors and gives people a strong visual impact.

Although there is also a small and fresh school of rural life, the painting style is inherently different from person to person.

As far as she is concerned, she quite likes this kind of painting with bold colors.

Hearing this, the corners of Jiang Yimian's mouth twitched slightly, "Xiao Yi, aren't you also anti-social?"

"Huh?!" Xiang Nanyi looked puzzled.

Yuan Qiong might as well ask earnestly, "Nan Yi...is there really nothing wrong with Little Cherry's painting...

Do other children also draw pictures like this? "

"Eh..." Before answering, Xiang Nanyi cleverly looked at Feng Beiting and Jiang Yimian, and seeing that the couple shook their heads indiscriminately, she lied as naturally as possible, "Of course I did, kid, They all like to scribble."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Seeing that Yuan Qiong seemed to be relieved, Xiang Nanyi took a sip of tea with a guilty conscience.

In fact, she has never seen other children draw pictures like this.

Although children like tones and bright colors, most of them are red, green, yellow, etc., and there are not many black ones.

Unless there is something explicitly to be expressed in that painting that requires the use of black, like "hair", "dirt".

But Jiang Wenge didn't draw real objects, she belongs to the abstract school, so the black used is a bit intriguing.

Xiang Nanyi himself has used black to paint on a large scale.

It was when she first met Gu Anchen, there was a big mass of darkness, only a little bit of light, symbolizing his appearance, lighting up her originally dark and bitter life.

But such a young child should not have thought of such a profound thing.

So before leaving Jiang's house, she told Jiang Yimian about her thoughts, and even Qingfeng came to City A with Wen Zhixia, so Jiang Yimian asked Wen Zhixia to do a psychological test for her little princess.

After Lian Qingfeng heard about this request, he said sarcastically, "As expected of the Fighting Clan, it's a psychopath at such a young age."

He was hit by Wen Zhixia's scoring weight.

In fact, even now, Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting are still the same as before, not paying much attention to Jiang Wenge's various performances.

The former thought that she was not very normal when she was a child, so she should be fine in the next generation, while the latter thought more simply. Feng Beiting felt that no matter what his daughter was, he could help her deal with the aftermath.

It's just not good to cause the old man to worry about it.

Both of them knew very well in their hearts that Yuan Qiong and Jiang Su would not conclude that such a young Jiang Wenge would grow up to be a dangerous person just because of her few actions. The real crux was Feng Beiting.

Because of his "high-risk" father, Jiang Wenge, his daughter, made people so worried.

Afraid that she would inherit his violence and paranoia, bloodthirsty and cruelty.

Please Wen Zhixia come and have a look, so that the family can feel at ease.

turn out--

Jiang Wenge does not have an antisocial personality.

but!

Wen Zhixia suspects that she has a certain degree of emotional apathy.

Of course this is just suspicion, not certainty.

Because most people with this disease are indifferent to relatives and friends, lose interest in things around them, and have dull facial expressions.

Jiang Wenge was not.

She acted more like a lack of empathy.

But when Wen Zhixia asked specific questions, things turned around.

She asked Jiang Wenge: Let the little crocodile and the little rabbit play games together, what will she arrange for them to play?
Jiang Wenge replied: Hunting game, let the crocodile eat the rabbit.

Wen Zhixia asked again: When you saw the neighbor's grandmother fainted, would you help her up first or call the doctor uncle?
Jiang Wenge asked back: Why should I help her?

There are some similar problems. In short, when facing people other than relatives and friends, Jiang Wenge is not as indifferent as a child.

In a lot of situations where the adults say nothing, there is no problem, but when it comes to the children, there is a big problem.

Looking at the assessment report in which Wen Zhixia recorded the answers, Feng Beiting casually said, "This level of indifference should be nothing... I was like this when I was a child..."

"So you have grown up to be a pervert." Lian Qingfeng inserted the knife at the right time.

"Say it as if you're normal!" Feng Beiting retorted.

"Don't be modest, I think the two of you are very tight in terms of perverts." Jiang Yimian said a series of words to death.

She had heard that even the second brother pretended to have a split personality and asked her to heal him in order to have a chance to get close to sister Zhixia. Who would use such a method.

She now suspects that their children may not be normal either.

Scratching her forehead, Jiang Yimian asked, "Sister Zhixia, if Little Cherry really has this condition, can it be cured?"

"Communicate with her more, and use things other than relatives and friends to arouse her sympathy to achieve empathy."

"Give her some small animals or something?" Lian Qingfeng suggested.

"No."

"It won't work."

"It's useless."

Feng Beiting, Jiang Yimian and Wen Zhixia gave negative answers almost at the same time.

"The crocodile at home ate the duck last time, and she watched it with great interest." Thinking of that scene, Feng Beiting was inexplicably proud, always feeling that his daughter was different.

"I'm afraid that when she sees small animals, she thinks about how they died, which is the same as when I see a lying creature and want to dissect it."

"And—" Wen Zhixia pointed to the report, "In the story I set, Little Cherry didn't have a good ending for all the little animals."

Some were eaten, some were hit by a car, and some were used by her mother, Jiang Yimian, for live experiments. In short, there are many ways to die, all kinds of strange things.

At a certain moment, Wen Zhixia felt that this child could be a screenwriter for "The Grim Reaper" when he grows up.

After chatting with Wen Zhixia, Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting felt that they were slowly changing their daughter's thinking.

Let her try to accept and sympathize with others, but the effect is not obvious.

For example, one day Jiang Fengmian's family came to visit, and his daughter wanted to play with Jiang Wenge's toy, but Princess Jiang grabbed hold of it tightly and refused to let go.

Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting have always pursued an encouraging education, they would not sternly reprimand her for being courteous to the guests, let alone beat the children in a hurry like the older generation, so the young couple just persuaded, "Our little one Cherry is sensible, and I will give the toy to my little sister later."

Feng Beiting chimed in, "It's impolite to not know how to share and take care of others."

Jiang Wenge was silent for a while, then said firmly, "Father, I don't want to play with her."

The implication is that I understand etiquette and impoliteness, but I just don't want to.

Jiang Yimian changed the way, "Then how about this, you play for a while first, and then play for the little sister."

"And then don't let her play."

"..."

Jiang Yimian felt that her preaching had been miserably defeated by Waterloo.

As if he was afraid that his expression was not clear enough, Jiang Wenge added, "My toys are mine, and I can't give them to others if I throw them away.

If she wants to play, she can ask her parents to buy it, but not mine. "

"Baby is like this..."

"Dad, can you lend your mother to Uncle Lin?"

Feng Beiting almost vomited blood.

In fact, Jiang Wenge didn't know about the previous generation, nor did she understand that Lin Sinan was Feng Beiting's heart disease, she just wanted to make such a metaphor.

If mom is dad's property, then this toy is also hers. If dad doesn't want to sell mom, she doesn't want to sell the toy either.

After understanding his daughter's intentions, Fourth Young Master Feng turned his back in an instant, "Play! We won't let it go!"

He said it easily, but Yuan Qiong and Jiang Su couldn't understand their inherent behavior patterns.

In their perception, Jiang Wenge's behavior was spoiled and very rude.

Even Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but said, "It's too bad to be used to, if Jiang Nuo or Jiang Zhi would have been beaten long ago."

Shan Weizi sneered, "It's easy to say, why don't you do it?"

"...Where can I get it?"

This sentence spoke out the aspirations of everyone in the Jiang family.

It's not that I don't want to try stick education, but I don't want to.

Finally, after the whole family drew lots, it was decided that Jiang Zhuo would sing the black face.

Of course, all of this was done without telling Feng Beiting.

One day, Jiang Yimian tricked him out with the excuse of shopping, Jiang Zhuo took the opportunity to take Jiang Wenge to the study alone, talked with her very seriously for a few minutes, slapped her on the buttocks, and then stood still. Lian asked, "Do you know why I hit you?"

Little Jiang Princess pursed her lips, tears rolled in her eyes, and her voice was nasal, "I know."

"...Say, let's talk, why?" Jiang Zhuo clenched his hands into fists, suffering great condemnation in his heart.

"Didn't give up the toy to the little sister."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhuo nodded, thinking that the slap was not in vain, "Then will it be like this next time?"

"No more."

Jiang Zhuo was very satisfied, and took the opportunity to take her to play with the toys in the small playground in the community. There are many children there, but immediately test her reaction.

As a result, Jiang Wenge, who just promised to be good, suddenly changed his face, and didn't even think about giving toys.

In this way, Princess Jiang was imprisoned in the little black room again.

Jiang Zhuo folded his arms around his chest, "How did you promise fourth uncle just now?"

"I will never grab toys from my little sister again."

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"I know I was wrong." Jiang Wenge followed the example of kindness.

"Will it be like this next time?"

"No more."

"..."

Jiang Zhuo felt that this conversation was a bit familiar.

Just now she agreed to him so happily, but she changed her mind as soon as she turned her face. If she dared to agree, she just agreed, and whether she would do it or not was another matter.

Not to mention, knowing current affairs is really similar to Jiang Yimian.

Seeing that "stick education" didn't work, Jiang Zhuo also gave up, and stretched out his hand to hug her distressedly, but Princess Jiang twisted her little butt and avoided it.

Because from that slap, the fourth uncle was removed from Little Jiang's white list.

She stopped playing with him, acted like a baby with him, and even started ignoring him.

When Feng Beiting and Jiang Yimian came back later, the first thing Jiang Wenge did was to file a complaint.

"Uncle Fourth hit me! Uncle Fourth hit me! Uncle Fourth hit me!" Say important things three times, but beat them once.

After hearing this, Feng Beiting's face darkened.

For so many years, he and Jiang Zhuo had lived in peace, but now that the other party beat his daughter, how could he bear it, he knocked her down with one punch, which shocked Jiang Yimian.

He picked up Jiang Wenge, turned his eyes to look at her, his voice was darker than his face, "Follow me back to the room."

Jiang Yimian swallowed inexplicably.

In fact, she didn't feel that she had done something wrong. After all, the starting point was for the child's benefit, but she still felt a little guilty when Feng Beiting looked at her like that.

The three of them returned to the bedroom, and Feng Beiting locked the door with a "click".

He put Jiang Wenge on the ground, and his tone suddenly became gentle, "Go and help mom and dad take out the home clothes."

"Oh." Jiang Wenge ran into the cloakroom.

Now that there were only the two of them left, Feng Beiting turned his gaze on Jiang Yimian with obvious disapproval, "Jiang Yimian."

Jiang Yimian was taken aback, "...huh?"

How long has it been since he called her by her full name, and he still used such a solemn tone.

Feng Beiting took two steps and sat on the edge of the bed, his seemingly casual movements, but his eyes suddenly became dangerous, "Do you know that Jiang Zhuo didn't let us be together back then, and seeing you in the middle was so sad, I hate it Even dreaming dismembers him."

Jiang Yimian didn't dare to answer.

"You used to occupy everything here." He said, putting his hands on his heart, "All the emotions here are caused by you, happiness, anger, stubbornness, and madness.

Now that there are three more children, these feelings are not divided equally and then reduced, but multiplied.

Double happiness means double anger and madness, you understand? "

"I understand... Actually..."

"Actually, everyone is doing it for the good of Little Cherry, I understand." Feng Beiting interrupted her, "But I can't accept it, I'm mentally abnormal, so don't look at me with the eyes of a normal person, let alone Normal thinking to reason with me.

How much I couldn't accept other men coveting to get close to you back then, how much I can't accept others telling my daughter what to do now. "

At the end, he added, "Not out of good intentions."

Jiang Yimian nodded knowingly, "...In other words, just ignore both of you."

"Oh, that doesn't work either." Fourth Young Master Feng said domineeringly, "You have to treat my daughter well."

"..."

After thinking about it, Miss Jiang also apologized openly, "Well, I did not think about this matter, I should discuss it with you in advance.

I guarantee that nothing like this will happen again next time. "

"There is no need to discuss it. No matter what the reason is, it is not acceptable to beat my daughter."

"...I'm sorry, I was wrong!" He apologized loudly and bowed ninety degrees.

Feng Beiting was amused by her, and the smile in his eyes finally became more real.

He took off his coat, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and rolled it up twice, stretched out his arms towards Jiang Yimian, "Come here."

Jiang Yimian walked over as he said, and was pulled into his arms without any surprise.

After sitting and standing, he just buried his face in the hollow of her shoulder, "Mianmian..."

"Hey, don't call me that, I don't know you that well." Miss Jiang began to turn around, "Please call me by my full name or Miss Jiang."

"Stingy." He smiled softly.

"Of course! You're trying to make faces with me for others!" Suddenly, the playwright possessed him.

"That's your daughter, not someone else."

"Oh...there is really no vinegar to eat, I can only eat my daughter's... don't buy the kind that can't be coaxed with a scalpel..."

"Well, I'll give you my life."

Gradually, Feng Beiting also knew that it was his own reasons and Jiang Wenge's slightly out-of-the-ordinary performance that made his family worry. After thinking about it, he suddenly said a word to Jiang Yimian, and it was also because of this sentence that Jiang Yimian gave up completely. A little inner struggle.

He said, "Mianmian, it doesn't matter even if Little Cherry really chooses darkness.

Incarnation of darkness, can plunge headlong into the embrace of light. "

just like i will meet you...

The two were chatting lovely in the room, and Princess Jiang was peeking at the door of the cloakroom with a pile of clothes in her arms, thinking: Look, this is how Dad monopolizes Mom, just like she owns those toys.

What's hers is hers, and no one can steal it!
*
Jiang Zhuo beat Jiang Wenge, and Feng Beiting beat Jiang Zhuo. This matter should have ended here, but it didn't.

After that day, Princess Jiang was no longer as close to the fourth uncle as before.

It is reasonable to say that children of this age do not hold grudges that much, but Jiang Wenge remembers and expresses this "grudge" perfectly.

But at this time, everyone in the Jiang family chose to sing a bad face, leaving Jiang Zhuo, the former black face, messed up in the wind.

He was hated by his niece...

This cognition hit Officer Jiang hard.

It wasn't until a few weeks later that he regained his favorability with his niece.

But this also illustrates a problem from the side: Jiang Wenge's little friend is indeed indifferent.

She is indifferent to other people, and she is not blindly close to her family, but there is a bottom line, beyond which she will remove the other party from the white list.

Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting tried to turn things around, but they gave up completely after several failures.

So under the attitude of the two of them who either ignored or indulged, Jiang Wenge not only lost his own appearance, but also succeeded in leading Feng Xian astray.

But that's another story...

*
After being free-range for several years, Jiang Wenge returned to school when he was about to enter elementary school.

Before school started, Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting decided to take her out to relax, so this shameless young couple took the girl and son on a trip.

Feng Lin and Feng Xian did exactly as everyone predicted. Whenever they met, they would fight. They would fight and grab everything. The most basic operation was to grab toys. elder sister.

But the latter happened secretly, at least not once in front of Jiang Wenge.

Because the two little ancestors who are so powerful are most afraid of Jiang Wenge.

Don't ask, asking is mental crushing.

Taking the two of them to watch the tigers pounce on food is a routine operation. Once she even tied Feng Xian to a tree. The tree was facing the crocodile pond. The people who came to visit were shocked, thinking that the siblings were not their own. Bar.

The Jiang family said that if they calm down, they have long been used to it.

With Jiang Wenge looking at the two brothers, Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting had no sense of being parents, and only cared about themselves.

on a private jet.

Jiang Yimian leaned on Feng Beiting's shoulder drowsily, then looked at Fourth Young Master Feng, took a picture of his daughter-in-law with his mobile phone.

Jiang Wenge read Su Fuxin's book with relish.

Feng Lin and Feng Xian sat across from her, not daring to show their air.

Those two faces are still as difficult to distinguish as before, and since they grew up, they have become more and more skinny, and the clothes prepared for them are not well worn, so that now people can't tell who is between them at all. who.

Except Jiang Wenge.

This is not to say that she can sense the sympathy between their siblings, but that she pointed to one of them and said it was Feng Lin, so he didn't dare to deny it even if he was Feng Xian, so he could only nod desperately: "Sister says he is whoever he is." What, let alone Feng Lin, he also recognized Feng Shen Yanyi.

So, right now, who is Feng Lin and who is Feng Xian is not clear at all.

But the two faces were equally pleasing to the eye.

The two of them are not as similar to Feng Beiting as Jiang Wenge is, but they have inherited a bit from their parents. They are good-looking and cute, but not coquettish.

When in front of Jiang Wenge, he will be more obedient.

Like now-

"Sister, do you have a drink?" Feng Lin pushed the juice towards her.

"Not thirsty."

She grew up a bit, but Jiang Wenge's voice was still as soft as when she was a child, as undefended as her appearance, but very different from her acting style.

Feng Xian was not to be outdone, "Sister, do you eat snacks?"

"Not hungry." She didn't look up.

With one hand resting on his chin, with the other he gathered the hair that was scattered in front of him to the back of his shoulders.

One was twisted into the zipper, and it was torn off by her. She hissed and frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Feng Lin and Feng Xian were startled, hugging each other tightly and shivering.

A bunch of exclamation marks flashed in the hearts of the two of them simultaneously.

My sister hates her hair breaking off!
My sister will turn black every time she loses her hair!
Once blackened, they will be tortured!

The two brothers looked at each other, and they both read a message from each other's eyes: It's over!
To their surprise, Jiang Wenge didn't bother them to vent their anger this time. She closed the book, looked out at the rolling clouds through the small window, and fell into deep thought.

The third aunt's book describes many methods of killing and torturing people. She likes to read it very much, because her writing is very touching, making people read it as if she tortured or killed those people with her own hands.

But she couldn't understand the emotional part in it.

She knew the meanings of "absolutely infatuated" and "wonderfully wishful thinking", and she knew the explanations fluently, but she couldn't understand them when they were substituted into those characters.

What exactly does it mean...

*
The last stop of Jiang Yimian's trip was the small island where Feng Beiting kidnapped her back then.

These years, they come to live for a few days almost every year, away from the hustle and bustle of the city and the interference of all communication equipment, only the blue sea and blue sky and the family around them, life seems to slow down suddenly.

It was afternoon when they arrived.

The beams of the setting sun seem to be split by the clouds, broken into grains of gold and sprinkled on the sea, turning into crystals in an instant, sparkling.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" It's obviously not the first time I saw this scene, but every time I see this scene, Jiang Yimian always feels emotional, "It's the same as that evening that year."

He carried her home on the waves, and the sun and the sea breeze shone into her heart.

It seems that even the sea breeze is a gentle melody.

Jiang Wenge listened curiously, "In the evening of that year?"

"Well, there were no three of you at that time." Jiang Yimian smiled and rubbed her daughter's face.

"Was the scenery that day as beautiful as it is today?" Curious Baby went online again.

"Um……"

Jiang Yimian pondered, but before she could answer, Feng Beiting interrupted, "No."

He squatted down in front of Jiang Wenge, and the afterglow of the setting sun gilded his side face, "The sunshine that day was not as bright as it is today, probably Father Sun saved a part of the sunshine, and released it when our family got to know it." come out."

"Great!" She liked her father's explanation.

"Father, I'm thirsty." Feng Lin said suddenly in a bad manner.

After talking about everything, Feng Xian was naturally not to be outdone, and followed closely, "Dad, I'm hungry."

Jiang Yimian has been acting like a child for ten years, and joins in the fun, "Dad, I'm tired."

Feng Beiting smiled, "Turn back."

The family of five moved in unison.

Before the next slogan sounded, he eccentrically pulled his wife behind her back and put her on her back, and then said, "Let's go together."

A string of long footprints were left on the sand.

This series of large and small, slightly messy footprints made Jiang Yimian's heart melt, humming a song softly in her mouth, it is a song she often listens to recently, Qin Sang's "Nothing Happened Today" .

"You came during the winter solstice, but your brow stopped and you said, 'I'm a little late'.

Probably there is a garden tree in the bosom friend, and the pavilion is just like your style..."

Jiang Wenge also hummed softly, and suddenly remembered something and asked Feng Beiting, "Father, what is 'wishful thinking'?"

She still didn't understand the words in the book.

"Well...probably, he regards you as his life, and you regard him as sick..." Feng Beiting's voice gradually dissipated in the sea breeze.

The sound of the waves is getting louder, and the sea water is rolling in, diluting the footprints on the beach.

Their figures also gradually became smaller, hazy behind the rays of the sun.

"Then what is absolute infatuation?"

"The world has endless scenery, he has immortal, love you mood..."

　*
　　ps: This is the end of the main text~ Then everyone wants to read Jiang Wenge's story, Daqi will make another episode about her growing up~
　　The first episode will be about big brother and little flower, and it will be a bit long. Anyone who is familiar with Daqi’s urine will know that other people’s episodes are short and sharp, but Daqi’s episodes are long and many. O(∩_∩)O haha ~
　　If you don’t like big brother and little flower, you can just skip it. There are brother Lan Su Fu, fourth brother Shan Weizi, Yunque, prison temple, Lin Sinan, who is missing or who you want to see can add~
　　Another ps: Princess Jiang is a genius, hold back doubts~
　　Don’t ask, it’s genetic O(∩_∩)O haha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)