The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Hearing what his father said, Feng Yuncan's heart sank to the bottom.

But I was just a child and couldn't resist my father at all.

He felt extremely helpless and angry, and could only clench his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into the skin of his palms, even leaving bloody marks.

But he seemed to feel no pain and had no reaction.

"Okay, now that you've met your mother, you can go back to your yard first!" How could Feng Qingsong not notice Feng Yuncan's dissatisfaction? He waved his hand to signal Feng Yuncan to leave.

"Yes, father." Feng Yuncan concealed the resentment in his eyes, bowed to Feng Qingsong and the others, and left the front hall.

As soon as he left, he heard laughter coming from inside.

Feng Yuncan couldn't figure it out and had a high fever again at night. After a lot of chaos, he was finally given the medicine.

Dafu went to the front yard to report to Feng Qingsong, but received a nonchalant response: "If you are sick, go to the doctor, don't bother me."

"Yes, sir." Dafu responded respectfully and ran away.

Because he was scolded, he felt a sense of resentment in his heart. When he saw Feng Yuncan, he was filled with disgust.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, he looked at Feng Yuncan lying on the bed and complained: "I don't know if you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. Your former wife was so good to you, but you listen to what outsiders say."

"Outsiders won't think about you, they will only make you learn bad things. You said you like that concubine, why does she like you? Isn't it to get into the mansion?"

"You've become a bad person, and she gave birth to another child..."

In fact, Feng Yuncan was not asleep, he just felt uncomfortable and couldn't open his eyes.

He heard Dafu's chatter clearly. At first, he wanted to refute him, thinking that his mother was cruel.

Later, he realized that he was a big fool for insulting his mother in front of a stranger. Thinking of what he had done, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

However, despite this, he was unable to fully reflect on his mistakes and instead began to blame his mother.

He felt that he was just a child and no matter what mistakes he made, he should not be treated so harshly.

He believed that as an adult, Xihe should not be so petty with a child like him, and should not beat or kick him.

Therefore, he still harbored resentment towards his mother in his heart.

Dafu said a lot, but when he saw that Feng Yuncan didn't move, he found a soft couch and fell asleep.

Feng Yuncan felt like his throat was on fire. He opened his mouth with difficulty and shouted, "Water, water, bring me some water..."

However, Dafu was fast asleep and did not hear Feng Yuncan's call at all.

Feng Yuncan felt extremely angry. Now that these people saw that he had lost power, they no longer took him seriously.

However, he could not bear the thirst for another quarter of an hour, so he wanted to get up and get some water.

Because he was weak, he managed to sit up, but lost his balance due to exhaustion and accidentally knocked over the burning candle.

The candle fell on the bed curtains, and the flames spread rapidly, and the bed curtains soon caught fire.

"Help...fire..." Feng Yuncan struggled to get out of bed, but his body was weak and he fell to the ground and then lost consciousness.

"Huh..." Dafu, who was still sleeping, woke up suddenly after hearing the sound.

The first thing he saw was the burning bed. He hurriedly stood up from the couch and rushed over.

"Young Master, Young Master..." Although this man had fallen out of favor, he was still the eldest young master of the mansion, and if something happened to him, he would be beaten to death.

"Plop!" He hurriedly went to rummage over the things on the bed and did not notice Feng Yuncan lying on the ground.

He was tripped by Feng Yuncan's body and fell heavily to his knees on the ground.

When he looked down, he saw Feng Yuncan with blood all over his head.

At this moment, his heart seemed to stop beating, and fear instantly surged into his heart.

"Someone come, someone come quickly..." Dafu picked up Feng Yuncan and rushed out the door quickly, shouting loudly.

When the servants who had just fallen asleep heard Dafu's voice, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in their eyes. Before they could say a word of complaint, they saw flames rising into the sky.

Everyone looked at the direction of the fire in shock, because that was the eldest young master's bedroom!

They did not dare to hesitate and quickly rushed out the door, each holding a bucket and desperately pouring water towards the fire.

Feng Qingsong was also called up. He was wearing clothes and his eyes were full of impatience.

Feng Yuncan, whose head was covered in blood, didn't even bother to look at him. He coldly ordered the housekeeper, "The eldest young master has a quarrel with the manor. When the sun rises, send him to the farm to recuperate!"

"Yes, sir." The butler knew that the eldest young master was completely disliked by his father.

At daybreak, a carriage carrying the still unconscious Feng Yuncan quietly went to the farm.

When Feng Yuncan finally woke up, he felt a splitting headache. He looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar environment.

He suppressed his discomfort and asked weakly, "Where is this?"

"Master, this is the farm." Dafu bowed and said with a bitter face.

"What?" Feng Yuncan couldn't believe his ears. He never thought that he would be driven to the farm.

"Wow, wow, wow..." Feng Yuncan covered his face and burst into tears. He didn't even have the chance to live in the mansion.

"Young...Master, you...you'd better stop crying. This is not the mansion..." Dafu didn't want to comfort him, but it was his bad luck to be driven to this farm.

He just wanted this young master to pay more attention to himself and find a way to go back as soon as possible. Otherwise, they would have to spend the rest of their lives here.

Feng Yuncan understood what Dafu meant, but he really couldn't help it.

There were no fancy clothes or exquisite snacks here. He looked at the vegetables in front of him, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Without a good doctor, his health was up and down. When it rained, he felt sore all over.

He sent several letters to the mansion, but did not receive a single word from Feng Qingsong.

In Zhuangzi's book, there is no teacher. When he encounters questions he doesn't know when reading, there is no one to answer him.

……

Time flies, and a year goes by in a flash.

Everyone in the village was in high spirits that day, and Dafu went to ask them out of curiosity.

When he came back, he looked at Feng Yuncan with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yuncan was practicing calligraphy on the ground with a branch, and looked up to ask Dafu.

"They said...they said that the young master born by the new wife in the mansion is holding a hundred-day banquet today, and the housekeeper sent someone to send a reward..."

Dafu's words were like a knife, piercing Feng Yuncan's heart, making him breathless with pain.