Chapter Ten What is Brotherhood

  After leaving home, Zhao Fei rushed to Zhao Feng's house. When he arrived at Zhao Feng's house, he found that the door was still in the same state as when he left, and it was clear that Zhao Feng had not returned yet. Zhao Fei could only push open the door and enter the house alone, coming to the courtyard and finding a clean place to sit down cross-legged, preparing to wait for Zhao Feng's return.

  He looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "The time is already late, why hasn't Wind Brother returned? Could something have happened to him? It's unlikely, after all, Wind Brother was a top-notch soldier back in the day, he must have some skills. Against ordinary wild beasts, it should be no problem. Or maybe he didn't catch anything? No way, I was still looking forward to having a taste of that."

  Just as Zhao Fei was muttering to himself, Zhao Feng walked in from outside with his bow and arrow on his back, holding some game. There were a few wild chickens, and what looked like a wild rabbit. Seeing Zhao Fei in the courtyard, he said to him: "Little Fei, you've been waiting for a long time, right? I'll go deal with the game now, and today I'll let you have a taste."

  Hearing that it was Zhao Feng's voice, Zhao Fei hastily stood up. Seeing Zhao Feng walking in with something in his hand, he immediately went to greet him. Smiling and saying: "No Wind Brother, I just arrived too. I didn't wait for long. By the way, Wind Brother, why did you come back so late? I was worried that something happened to you. If I caused you to get hurt, then I would feel extremely guilty."

  Upon hearing Zhao Fei's concern, Zhao Feng felt a warmth in his heart and suddenly thought it would be nice to have another younger brother by his side. He then smiled at Zhao Fei and said: "Your Wind Brother still has some skills, what's there to worry about when saying the forest outside the village doesn't have any ferocious beasts? I know you're filial, so I was thinking of catching a few more, that's why it took a bit longer. Let little Fei worry." After finishing speaking, Zhao Feng put down the game in his hand and took off the bow and arrow from behind his back to hand over to Zhao Fei. "Little Fei, you take the bow and arrow into the house first, I'll deal with the game, then this afternoon when you go home, bring some for your parents."

  Zhao Fei took the bow and arrow from Zhao Feng, and upon hearing what he said, hastily declined: "How can this be? This is something that Brother Feng has worked hard to obtain, you should keep it for yourself."

  Zhao Feng glared at Zhao Fei and said, "This small thing, I can hunt it down whenever I want. Moreover, you are Xiao Yun's brother, which makes you my younger brother. Your mother is also my mother. What's wrong with being filial to our mother? Are you still going to be distant with me? If you don't accept this, then you're not acknowledging me as your older brother."

  When Zhao Feng said that, Zhao Fei also knew that he couldn't change Zhao Feng's mind, so he reluctantly agreed: "Alright then, Brother Wind, I'll accept it. I thank you on behalf of my parents, and I hope you won't be angry with me. It's just that..."

  Zhao Feng patted Zhao Fei's shoulder and said with a heavy heart: "Alright, there's no need for formalities between brothers. If you're going to be so distant, then you don't consider me as your brother. First go put the bow and arrow away in the house, then come out and help me deal with the game."

  "Hmm." Zhao Fei nodded and then took his bow and arrow and turned around to enter the house.

  Zhao Fei put the bow and arrow on the long table in the house, then turned around and walked out. After leaving the door, he found Zhao Feng plucking feathers from a pheasant, so he came to Zhao Feng's side.

  "Xiao Fei, how would you like to eat it, roasted or boiled?" Zhao Feng asked, looking at Zhao Fei in front of him.

  "Let me think." Zhao Feng pinched his chin with his right hand, supported his right arm's elbow joint with his left hand, and began to ponder. Should he have roasted meat or boiled meat? It seemed that the flavor of boiled meat in plain water wasn't great either. How about having roasted meat then? But there was no charcoal. What about having beggar's chicken? But what about the lotus leaf wrapping? Even a Han dynasty laborer had such trouble deciding on a meal.

  Looking at Zhao Fei's action, Zhao Feng's expression couldn't help but condense for a moment, then he smiled and said: "Hehe, unexpectedly Little Fei you've learned for an entire morning. Not to mention how well you've learned the knowledge, but this selling appearance you've learned is really not bad." What Zhao Feng said wasn't wrong, looking at Zhao Fei's selling appearance was indeed very good. But knowing what he was thinking about, it would really make people laugh and cry at the same time.

  When Zhao Feng spoke, Zhao Fei, who was deep in thought, also froze. How did he unconsciously make that gesture? He didn't remember having this habit before, but today, as soon as he thought about the problem, he suddenly made that gesture. However, making that gesture still looked quite stylish on him. With his elegant face and a hint of strategic thinking, it felt pretty good. Zhao Fei thought shamelessly. As he thought, he struck another pose.

  "But Xiao Fei, you've only been reading for a morning and you're already becoming so indecisive. Even eating something takes you so long to think about." Zhao Feng couldn't help but complain as he looked at Zhao Fei who was still thinking.

  "Then let's have barbecue." Zhao Fei replied when he heard Zhao Feng urging him.

  "Alright, you go by the wall to gather some firewood, I'll go get the game." Zhao Feng said and took the plucked wild chicken and left, probably to deal with the internal organs. While Zhao Fei went to gather firewood.

  "Hmm... should be about right." Zhao Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead, muttering to himself as he looked at the wood on the ground. "But how am I supposed to start a fire? Do I have to drill into the wood?" Looking at the wood, Zhao Fei was worried. "Drill it is then, what's the big deal? With my intelligence, starting a fire shouldn't be a problem." After saying that, Zhao Fei squatted down and found a relatively small branch, beginning his attempt to start a fire by drilling into the wood.

  At this time, Zhao Feng walked over with the prepared game and found Zhao Fei crouching there doing something. "Little Fei, what are you doing? I told you to start a fire, why are you squatting there fiddling with something?" Zhao Feng asked curiously.

  Zhao Fei heard Zhao Feng calling him and raised his head, smiling foolishly: "I'm starting a fire, didn't you tell me to start a fire, Brother Feng?"

  Zhao Feng listened to Zhao Fei's words, his face covered in black lines as he stared at Zhao Fei. With a very strange expression, he looked at Zhao Fei and said: "You're starting a fire like this? Who taught you to start a fire like this? Don't we have flint?"

  "Use... use flint?" Zhao Feng was stunned, stuttering as he spoke.

  "Haven't you ever made a fire before? You don't even know what a flint is?" Zhao Feng asked with a puzzled expression. Even the way he looked at Zhao Fei had changed, as if he was looking at a monster.

  "I... I knew, of course. But... but I couldn't find the flint, so... so I just..." Zhao Feng's voice grew softer and softer, with less and less conviction. His head drooped lower and lower until he fell silent.

  "Didn't find it?" Zhao Feng still looked puzzled, and the more he looked at Zhao Fei's expression, the more suspicious he became. Through intuition, Zhao Feng knew that Zhao Fei was telling a lie, he was hiding something. But Zhao Feng didn't expose him, he stared at Zhao Fei for a while, then said: "Then I'll go look for it, you take this first." As he spoke, he handed the processed game to Zhao Fei.

  Zhao Fei was seen through by Zhao Feng and felt uneasy in his heart. Adding to that, he was already feeling guilty, so he hastily took the things from Zhao Feng's hands.

  Zhao Feng turned around and walked into the house. Zhao Fei let out a long sigh, what to do now? He could feel that Zhao Feng was already suspecting something. But it was puzzling why Zhao Feng didn't say anything explicitly.

  After a while, Zhao Feng took out the flint and looked at Zhao Fei without saying anything. He then walked to the pile of wood and started making fire.

  The atmosphere suddenly became very oppressive, making it hard for Zhao Fei to breathe. "Feng Ge, I..." Zhao Fei wanted to explain something, but didn't know what to say. Even if he told the truth, would Zhao Feng believe him? Wouldn't he be treated like a monster?

  Zhao Feng took the game from Zhao Fei's hand, strung it on a wooden stick and placed it on the newly set up rack. Then he turned his head to face Zhao Feng and said: "No need to say anything, little Fei. Although I don't know what happened to you. Although you've changed a lot since that time you fainted. But between brothers, there's no need to say much. Whatever you say, I'll unconditionally believe in you. Because we're brothers. I'm your older brother." Zhao Feng patted Zhao Fei's shoulder, his eyes revealing a hint of determination and affection.

  "Big brother..." Zhao Fei suddenly hugged Zhao Feng, two lines of turbid tears flowed down, what was thought to be a difficult topic to explain was thoroughly dissipated by Zhao Feng's unconditional trust.

  "Alright, alright! A man shouldn't cry like a child. As a brother, you should wipe away your tears. Remember, a man can shed blood but not tears." Zhao Feng patted Zhao Fei's back heavily.

  Zhao Fei let go of Zhao Feng and then wiped away the tears from his face. He nodded and said, "Mm, I understand, big brother."

  "Alright, it's getting late, let's light up and have dinner."

  The small courtyard was bustling with activity, and from time to time, cheerful laughter could be heard.

  It was on this day that Zhao Fei understood what it meant to be brothers, and grasped the meaning of brotherhood. Unconditional trust, never abandoning or betraying each other.