Chapter Thirty-Three: A Different Zhao Feng

  "But isn't that too dirty? After all, crops are meant to be eaten. How can you spray those things on the plants?" Just thinking about Zhao Fei's suggestion of spraying those things on his own food made Zhao Feng's face turn unpleasant, and he felt a wave of nausea wash over him, his stomach churning with disgust.

  "Feng Ge, you're thinking too much, it's actually nothing." Seeing Zhao Feng's bad face, Zhao Fei kept comforting. "That thing is very helpful for crop growth."

  "How did you know, and so surely?" Zhao Feng asked Zhao Fei in puzzlement.

  "Hmm..." Zhao Feng's one sentence made Zhao Fei speechless. Can't always say that everything is like this, fertilizing afterwards. "This... I saw it in a book." Not knowing what to say, Zhao Fei could only push the blame onto the book, hoping to muddle through. Unfortunately, heaven did not comply.

  "What book? What are you talking about? I've never seen it before. And even if there is a book, why hasn't anyone else mentioned what's written in it?" Zhao Feng wasn't an idiot and could tell that Zhao Fei was trying to deceive him. He stared at Zhao Fei and asked a series of questions directly.

  "Uh..." Zhao Feng's string of questions was cut off, and Zhao Fei just stood there in a daze. "This... this... heh heh heh." Zhao Fei looked at Zhao Feng with a silly grin.

  "Seriously, stop messing around with me." Looking at Zhao Fei's silly expression, Zhao Feng's anger flared up and he glared at him fiercely.

  "I'm very serious." Zhao Fei winked at Zhao Feng with a pretentious cute expression.

  "Get out." Zhao Feng slapped Zhao Fei.

  "By the way, Zhao Yun, my sandbag is gone. Can you give me another one?" Zhao Fei suddenly remembered something. His sandbag was lost when he and Zhao Yun encountered a tiger on their way up the mountain. Zhao Fei had been wanting to find another one, but none of the ones at Tong Yuan's place fit him, so he could only ask Zhao Yun for another one, hoping there would be one that suited him.

  "You wait, I'll go find it first." After finishing speaking, Zhao Feng turned around to look for sandbags, while Zhao Fei sat leisurely in the courtyard, enjoying the cool breeze, feeling very comfortable.

  Zhao Feng walked out of the house. Seeing Zhao Fei's relaxed demeanor, Zhao Feng became annoyed. What's going on? I'm searching for something in the house for you, and you're not even helping. Instead, you're just relaxing here. Zhao Feng crept quietly towards Zhao Fei. However, Zhao Fei didn't notice the impending danger and continued to relax. Zhao Feng snuck up behind Zhao Fei, slowly extending his right foot, afraid of being detected. "You dare to be so relaxed!" Zhao Feng shouted loudly, suddenly kicking towards Zhao Fei. Zhao Fei was startled by Zhao Feng's loud shout and only felt some movement behind him. He quickly turned around, but before he could react, Zhao Feng's foot had already kicked his buttocks.

  Luckily, Zhao Feng was just joking with Zhao Fei and didn't put too much force into it. However, due to the suddenness of it, Zhao Fei still stumbled forward a few steps before stopping. Meanwhile, Zhao Feng burst out laughing shamelessly. What kind of brotherly behavior is this? "Hahahaha..."

  "Zhao Feng, what are you doing?" Zhao Fei turned around, stabilizing his body, and looked at Zhao Feng with great dissatisfaction.

  "Haha, no big deal. Who made you tease me just now? This is revenge." Zhao Feng said shamelessly.

  Seeing the shameless Zhao Feng, Zhao Fei was speechless. "Don't bully people like this." Zhao Fei pretended to be wronged, looking pitifully at Zhao Feng.

  "Go, don't put on a face like you've been wronged. That's what women do, you're a man, come back and kick me." Zhao Feng raised an eyebrow at Zhao Fei, with a mischievous expression, like a wicked old uncle who was eager for Zhao Fei to come and kick him.

  "It's not like I'm wrong, can't I just go back and kick it again? Isn't this just asking for more kicks?" Zhao Fei glanced at Zhao Feng with a look of disdain.

  "Alright, I won't bother you anymore. Here, take this. Don't lose it again, or it'll really be gone." Zhao Feng tossed the sandbag to Zhao Feng.

  Zhao Fei took it and weighed it in his hand. "I know, Wind Brother, you can rest assured."

  "By the way, wasn't that thing tied to you last time? How did it suddenly get lost?"

  Zhao Fei was bending down to tie the sandbags around himself when he suddenly heard Zhao Feng ask, and Zhao Feng looked somewhat at a loss. He didn't know whether or not to tell Zhao Feng.

  "What's wrong, Little Fei?" Seeing Zhao Fei didn't respond, Zhao Feng couldn't help but ask in doubt.

  Tie up the sandbags, Zhao Feng stood up straight. "Nothing much, just..." Zhao Fei thought for a moment and still told Zhao Feng the truth. "It's like this," Zhao Fei said with some dryness in his mouth. Zhao Fei had been watching Zhao Feng's expression all along, hoping to see something. But Zhao Feng remained expressionless, and it was unclear what he was thinking. Until Zhao Feng finished speaking, he suddenly burst out laughing. "Haha, so you're saying that Little Cloud killed a tiger with bare hands."

  Zhao Feng suddenly burst out laughing, startling Zhao Fei, who didn't even notice what Zhao Feng had said. "Won't Cloud Ge's injury drive Flying Ge crazy?" I shouldn't have said that if I knew Wind Ge couldn't handle the stimulation so well. "Wind Ge, are you okay? Don't scare me!" Zhao Fei shook Zhao Feng.

  "Go, what's the point. What can I do, I'm happy." Zhao Feng pushed away his swaying brother Zhao Fei. "Not bad for my little brother, bare-handedly fighting a tiger! Haha!" After saying that, Zhao Feng burst into a nervous laughter.

  Zhao Fei looked at Zhao Feng, who was laughing loudly, with a face full of black lines. He used to think that his brother was very mature and stable, but today he had become like this. It felt like he was like a little kid. Could it be that he had a split personality? Thinking about this, Zhao Fei's expression changed again. Even the way he looked at Zhao Feng had changed.

  Looking at Zhao Fei's eyes, Zhao Feng knew that this kid was daydreaming again. "What are you thinking about again?" Slapping Zhao Fei on the head, Zhao Feng said sternly.

  "Hehe, nothing's wrong, I didn't think anything." Zhao Fei rubbed the back of his head and smiled foolishly.

  "Just by looking at your eyes, I know you're not thinking of anything good." Zhao Feng glanced at Zhao Fei. "Come on and tell me, how did Xiaoyun manage to kill that old tiger with his bare hands?"

  "I didn't say that, did I? At the time, I was in the tree and it was already dark, how could I see so clearly?" Zhao Fei was very helpless. If I had known this earlier, why would I have spoken up? "Right, Wind Brother, don't mention this to my parents, I'm afraid of my mother..." Zhao Fei showed a pleading expression.

  "Don't worry, I know what's going on, I won't talk nonsense." Zhao Fengmou waved his hand nonchalantly, "You really didn't see clearly?"

  "I really didn't see clearly, Brother Feng, spare me, don't ask anymore." Zhao Fei was almost driven to tears by Zhao Feng's questioning, and he grabbed onto Zhao Feng's sleeve, looking as pitiful as possible.

  "Never mind, never mind, it's not clear anyway." Zhao Feng shook his sleeves and opened the door.