Chapter 343: The Rebellious Son and the Filial Daughter, The Last Night Snack

Night snack?

Night snack again!

The rebellious son was eating a night snack, the filial daughter was eating a night snack too, and only this miserable old father hadn't eaten dinner yet, his stomach growling in the cold night wind?

Feng Ju tugged at the thin collar of his uniform as the bone-chilling wind scraped across his cheeks.

Feng Ju's mood instantly soured again; he suddenly understood why that noise on the phone sounded familiar.

(ps: The censor swallowed some words here; the description was probably too bloody)

It was the sound of tender, rotten meat being lightly tugged off the bone, torn away, still soaked in juices, with a slurping sound.

Mixed into that sound were satisfied sighs of enjoying the food, enough to make one's mouth water.

Feng Ju reached an uncomfortable inference in his heart:

"My daughter and that rebellious son are actually eating the same kind of night snack?!"

Feng Ju frowned, but still instructed in a gentle voice:

"Since you've eaten a night snack, don't rush to sleep later; practice your art for a while to digest the food before sleeping."

Without waiting for his daughter to answer, Feng Ju added:

"Since your classmate treated you to a night snack, you must remember to treat them back in the future, understand? If you don't have enough money, go home and ask your mother for some."

Unlike the disgust and coldness with which he rebuked his son, Feng Ju's education of his daughter had been meticulous since she was young.

It could be said that Feng Yuhuai had always excelled in her dealings with others, winning the love of her classmates and teachers; apart from her own talent, Feng Ju's painstaking guidance was indispensable.

"I know, this is my very good friend; we share whatever delicious food we have, and we'll always be there for each other in the future, hehe—"

Feng Yuhuai's sweet and gentle voice came through the phone, instantly dispelling the lingering resentment in Feng Ju's heart, and a gratified smile reappeared on his face.

"Truly my beloved daughter whom everyone adores; her classmates all like to treat her to night snacks, but the rebellious son is different—his night snack was prepared by a subordinate. Hmph, the affection between classmates is truly sincere and flawless, while a subordinate treating someone to a meal is nothing but hypocritical flattery; this rebellious son doesn't even understand such a simple truth, and he's still smug in front of me—simply laughable to the extreme."

Feng Ju thought this to himself, habitually comparing the rebellious son and the filial daughter, and his mood improved considerably.

On the other end of the phone, his daughter's voice continued:

"Dad, you called—is there something else? My classmates are urging me to go eat the night snack; it loses its flavor once it gets cold."

Feng Ju coughed lightly and said: "It's nothing, Dad just wanted to ask if you've been in contact with your brother Feng Mu lately?"

Feng Ju coughed lightly and said, "It's nothing, Dad just wanted to ask you, have you been in Contact with your older brother Feng Mu recently?"

"Not really; I called my brother twice before, but he didn't answer either time. I think my brother might be avoiding me, so I haven't bothered him again. Dad, did something happen to my brother?"

"No, since you haven't been in contact, just contact him less from now on, so he doesn't influence you and lead you astray."

"Oh, I understand; I'll do as Dad says."

Feng Yuhuai's answer was full of understanding and obedience; Feng Ju listened, feeling satisfied and even more reassured.

Feng Ju's throat twitched slightly; the words that had reached the tip of his tongue turned back. He had originally wanted to add a few more words of advice, even thinking that as his daughter gradually grew up, some necessary survival skills should be taught to her.

For example, how to deal with extreme situations (killing), how to extricate oneself from danger (cleaning up the scene), and so on.

In the end, Feng Ju still didn't say them out loud; he felt he must have been addled by anger from the rebellious son today to have produced such an absurd notion.

His daughter Feng Yuhuai had always been well-behaved and kind; she was destined to be illuminated by light in the future, so where was the need to taint herself with these dark and filthy methods? She had no use for them.

Feng Ju instructed affectionately: "Mm, go eat your night snack; remember what I said."

The trailing sound on the other end of the phone was a bit muffled, seeming to carry a sweet, coquettish tone: "Don't worry, Dad; after I finish the night snack, I'll move around a bit to help digestion..."

Hanging up the phone, Feng Ju sat back in the car, lit a cigarette, and smoke filled the interior.

Dong Ping hurriedly lit one as well and reported:

"I just learned the situation from Chen Yang; this kid keeps his mouth shut tight, didn't mention Li Shang a word, nor did he mention that Feng Mu is your son; he acted completely clueless, merely insisting that it was a momentary impulse and he wanted to achieve merit."

Feng Ju curled his lip in contempt and responded with a cold laugh:

"Young people these days—say one thing and mean another, each better at acting than the last. Hmph—let's go; I'm a bit hungry; let's find a place to eat some night snack first."

"Young people these days just don't mean what they say, each one better at acting than the last, hmph——, let's go, my Stomach's a bit hungry, let's find a place to eat some Night Snack first."

Dong Ping's face immediately piled up with a fawning smile:

"I happen to know a place famous for its bone soup; the beef offal inside has a unique texture and first-class flavor. Give me a chance tonight; let me treat Captain to a taste."

Feng Ju glanced at him with a smile and said: "Fine, then Captain will give you a chance tonight. Let's go; call all the brothers to come along and taste it."

Feng Yuhuai hung up the phone and slowly squatted down, her slender hand gently caressing Xiao Juan's cheek.

The room was pitch black; the only light source was the unextinguished pale blue glow of the mobile phone screen, coating Xiao Juan's delicate neck skin with a glazed cold light.

Crystal teardrops hung at the corners of her eyes, her lips moved slightly, emitting weak and fearful breathing sounds.

Xiao Juan's once lovely face was now half-destroyed; half of her cheek was split open, revealing beneath it thread-like, silk-like network textures.

These textures were fine and vivid, as if countless tiny blood vessels were slowly beating, silently adhering to Xiao Juan's skin, drawing her vitality.

The crimson juice, like sorrowful teardrops, slowly flowed down Xiao Juan's delicate neck.

Fresh skin and flesh fell off piece by piece, then silently withered into dryness.

Feng Yuhuai had absolutely not lied to her father; her roommate had indeed invited her to share a night snack, except that night snack was the roommate herself.

Feng Yuhuai was actually fully capable of controlling those red threads and could make the adorable Xiao Juan completely one with her in the blink of an eye.

But she deliberately slowed the speed; she simply loved Xiao Juan too much.

Eating just to fill one's stomach is for uncivilized beasts; as a more advanced human being, eating is not only to fill the stomach but also to savor the flavor.

Moreover, this was her and Xiao Juan's last night snack; she believed Xiao Juan surely felt the same as she did, also hoping immensely that this last night snack could last a little longer, a little slower.

What's more, this was still her and Xiao Juan's last Night Snack, she believed Xiao Juan certainly felt the same as herself, also incomparably hoping this last Night Snack could Continuous a bit longer, a bit slower, right.

ps: Brothers, the censor secretly ate my word count again; as soon as I started, I saw 200 words eaten again.

Well, maybe I wrote too much and revised it again and again; that's it; hope there's no problem. If anyone feels the word choice is inappropriate or not smooth in the middle, please understand. The river crab divine beast passes by, shivering~

Alright, maybe I wrote it too I revised it Again and Again, it's just Ru Ci, hope there's no problem, if everyone finds any inappropriate wording or not too smooth parts in the middle, please forgive and understand, River Crab Divine Beast passing by, trembling with fear~

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