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

Seeing Feng Yuncan's increasingly ugly expression, Dafu immediately shut his mouth.

Soon, a reward from the mansion was also sent to Feng Yuncan.

Feng Yuncan looked at the thing in front of him, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and then he restrained himself.

He had experienced a lot this year and no longer dared to show his resentment.

Now that his stepmother has her own son, he, the former eldest son, is always an eyesore. He is afraid that his dissatisfaction will be heard by his father.

He took half of the fortune and squatted on the ground to practice calligraphy.

He wanted to go to school, but his father seemed to have forgotten him and never arranged for him to go to school.

……

"Investigate, investigate for me, who is that reckless person who dares to steal in my house..." Feng Qingsong slammed the table in front of him and yelled.

"Yes, sir." The butler wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurried out.

As the housekeeper walked, he muttered, "I wonder who was so reckless that he stole most of the storehouse in the mansion."

Feng Qi shook the storage bag in his hand, the smile on his face never faded.

"Pa--!" Feng Qingsong picked up the chopsticks, tasted the food in front of him, and threw the chopsticks in his hand with a stern face.

The cook behind him looked on fearfully, not knowing how he had offended the adults.

"Master, don't be angry. Anger is harmful to your health."

"Try what they are making." Feng Qingsong suppressed his anger and motioned his wife to taste the food in front of her.

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingsong's wife immediately picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of vegetable and put it into her mouth.

"How is it? Is it bitter?" Feng Qingsong asked hurriedly when he saw his wife swallowing the vegetables in her mouth.

"It's not bitter! This plate of vegetables is very refreshing..."

"Impossible! It tastes bitter to me..." Feng Qingsong didn't quite believe what his wife said.

He was about to say something when the servants who served his parents came in. They bowed to Feng Qingsong and said respectfully, "Sir, I don't know what happened today. The old master and the old lady both said that the food they ate had a bitter taste..."

Feng Qingsong was dumbfounded after hearing this. How could the whole family have this problem?

He didn't believe it and asked the servants in the room to taste the dishes in front of him.

"How is it?" Feng Qingsong asked impatiently as soon as those people put the vegetables into their mouths.

"In reply to your Excellency, there is no bitterness in the dishes..."

Feng Qingsong didn't believe such an outrageous thing could happen, so he ordered the housekeeper to call a doctor.

Doctor after doctor was consulted, but none of them could tell what was wrong with him.

……

Feng Yuncan had just swallowed the food in his mouth when he suddenly vomited it out.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Dafu asked when he saw Feng Yuncan's actions.

"Why is this food bitter?"

"What?" Dafu thought he had misheard.

"Try it, why is my food bitter?" Feng Yuncan pointed at the food in front of him and asked Dafu to taste it.

Dafu picked up a piece of vegetable with a skeptical look on his face. He chewed it and said, "Master, there is no bitterness in this vegetable!"

He complained in his heart: "I don't know what's wrong with him. He just says he doesn't want to eat and says the food tastes bitter..."

"Impossible, it tastes bitter to me." Feng Yuncan felt that Dafu was deceiving him, and he said loudly.

"Really, there is no bitterness in the dish." Dafu put down his chopsticks and walked out.

Soon he came in carrying the little white dog raised by Feng Yuncan, and poured the food in front of Feng Qingsong into the dog bowl.

The puppy barked twice and then started eating.

"Master, if the food tastes bitter, the puppy won't eat it." Dafu looked at Feng Yuncan and said seriously.

"What's going on? Am I sick?" Feng Yuncan looked at Dafu in confusion.

Dafu thought for a moment and said, "How about going back and asking the housekeeper to get you a doctor?"

"Okay, go quickly and come back soon." Feng Yuncan signaled Dafu to go quickly.

Dafu took a few bites of the food in front of him and rode his donkey out of the village.

"What did you say?" The butler looked at the rich man in front of him and asked again.

Dafu did not dare to hesitate and told Feng Yuncan's situation again.

After hearing this, the housekeeper looked at Dafu and said, "Go back! Today, the mansion..."

The housekeeper told Dafu what happened today, and Dafu was stunned.

What the hell, the three masters in this mansion also have this problem.

"Butler, do you want to call a doctor for the young master?"

"It's useless. We have invited many doctors to the mansion but none of them can find any problem." The housekeeper shook his head and motioned him to go back quickly.

Dafu thanked the housekeeper and rode his donkey back towards the village.

Not long after Feng Yuncan left Dafu, he felt hungry. He took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, which tasted as bitter as coptis root.

He wanted to vomit, but he was also hungry. By the time he had barely finished the steamed bun in his hand, the tears in his eyes had wet his lapel.

It was so bitter that he felt a little scared when he saw the steamed buns.

As soon as he walked out of the house, he met Dafu who was rushing over.

"You're back. Have you seen a doctor?" Feng Yuncan looked at Dafu and asked anxiously, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Huh..." Dafu let out a long sigh and then told him everything he heard from the housekeeper.

After hearing what Dafu said, Feng Yuncan stood there for a long time without saying anything, as if time had stopped at this moment.

His face gradually turned pale, his brows furrowed, and he didn't understand what was going on.

"Master, Master, are you okay?" Dafu didn't hear Feng Yuncan speak for a long time, so he asked hurriedly.

"It's okay." Feng Yuncan came back to his senses, smiled at Dafu and went back to his room.

"Oh!" Dafu couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Feng Yuncan's back, and a hint of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

If even food tastes bitter, won’t you starve to death in the future?

Feng Yuncan returned to his room, lay down on the bed, covered himself with the quilt and started crying.

He didn't know why he had such a miserable life, with bad things happening to him one after another.

"God, I hate you, I hate you. Why do you treat me like this?" As he cried, Feng Yuncan clenched his fists and started beating the quilt.

"Master, do you think he starved himself to death or ate those bitter foods?" Feng Qi looked at Xihe with curiosity in his eyes and a hint of teasing in his tone.

"He won't die easily." Xihe knew from his memory that this ungrateful man was not someone who would talk about death easily.

"Oh! I thought he would commit suicide!" Feng Qi sighed, with a hint of disappointment in his tone, and was somewhat dissatisfied with Feng Yuncan's choice.

……

Dafu listened to Feng Yuncan's crying and walked out quickly.