Chapter 343: Bringing up the sore spot

343. Chapter 343: Bringing up the sore spot.

Ouyang Yuefeng, following Rong Ci's words, said: "Just aunt, if you ever need anything from my place, just come find me."

Ouyang Pingting nodded.

Before she could say anything.

Ouyang Yuefeng asked: "Aunt, I still have some questions I didn't get to ask my father; now that I see you, I might as well ask you directly."

"Go ahead."

Ouyang Pingting, meeting Ouyang Yuefeng's gaze, said.

Ouyang Yuefeng was about to speak.

Rong Ci interrupted him: "We're about to eat; let's talk after the meal."

She said that.

Ouyang Yuefeng then didn't ask further; after eating, he asked: "Aunt, how old are you this year? Are you married? What about your husband?"

Ouyang Pingting's eyes drooped.

Rong Ci gave Ouyang Yuefeng an annoyed glance: "You kid, bringing up the sore spot—who acts like you…"

"Mom, it's fine; Feng Er didn't know either."

Ouyang Pingting tugged at Rong Ci's sleeve, lifted her eyes, and said: "Feng Er, I am married, but your uncles all died; they were sicker than I was and didn't survive."

As soon as she finished speaking, tears fell.

Rong Ci gently patted Ouyang Pingting's back, saying: "Don't cry, don't cry; you still have us!"

"Mom…"

Ouyang Pingting flung herself into Rong Ci's embrace.

Ouyang Ji glared at Ouyang Yuefeng; this foolish son of his is usually quite clever, but how could he be so stupid now, actually asking such a thing in front of his own sister.

Ouyang Yuefeng spoke up: "Aunt, sorry, I didn't mean to bring up your painful memories; I just wanted to know your situation."

"It's fine, you don't need to apologize."

Ouyang Pingting wiped her tears and said.

Nothing happened that night, but Ouyang Yuefeng didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night; although Ouyang Pingting seemed fine, he felt everything was too coincidental.

Early morning.

Ouyang Ji got up, noticed Ouyang Yuefeng still hadn't gotten up, and went to call him.

"Dad, I want to sleep a little longer."

Ouyang Yuefeng can barely keep his eyes open now.

Ouyang Ji couldn't help but say to him: "All day long, you can't wake up, not knowing to sleep earlier; I really don't know what to say about you—you're already this old, yet you still act like a child."

Ouyang Yuefeng buried his head under the covers.

Ouyang Ji said it, seeing no response from under the covers, he stopped speaking and walked toward the dining area.

In the temple, everyone eats vegetarian.

This morning was no different.

Breakfast was a bowl of congee, two vegetable buns per person, and a plate of cold mixed vegetables.

They had finished breakfast.

Ouyang Yuefeng still hadn't gotten up.

They waited for him to get up before leaving together.

Upon returning to the Imperial Capital.

Ouyang Yuefeng then arranged for someone to secretly watch Ouyang Pingting.

Feng An Nuan knew he had returned, but pretended not to know.

When Ouyang Yuefeng suddenly appeared before her, Feng An Nuan feigned surprise and stood up: "Brother Feng, you're back! When did you return?"

"Just returned not long ago."

Ouyang Yuefeng's gaze fell on the flowers Feng An Nuan had arranged, and he said: "Your flower arranging skills keep getting better."

She was praised by him.

Feng An Nuan smiled and said: "Brother Feng, do you like it? If you do, take it with you later."

"Good!"

Ouyang Yuefeng did not refuse.

They sat for a while.

Ouyang Yuefeng, seeing Feng An Nuan not asking him any questions, said: "Nuan Nuan, why aren't you asking me? How's the situation progressing?"

Feng An Nuan gave a gentle smile and said: "Brother Feng, I'm just waiting for you to speak."