'Why did it explode just because I threw a bottle?'
This question was too profound for him to understand. He looked around in a daze, as if waiting for someone to give him an answer.
In the end, his gaze landed on the first person who reacted by covering her ears. She blinked and unexpectedly … acted cute.
"Ahem …" Xunmi coughed twice before speaking.
"You threw out alcohol earlier. The concentration inside is relatively pure, so it will evaporate when it comes into contact with air.
"Then, you threw a kerosene lamp over. When kerosene comes into contact with alcohol and oxygen in the air, it will explode and easily cause a fire.
"But the amount is very small, so the range and the situation won't be too big, so …"
It was also because of this that she only covered her ears and was pulled into her husband's arms the moment the explosion occurred.
Feng Huailin was conflicted. 'Alcohol, kerosene, what evaporation? And what oxygen? What are they?!'
'But my daughter-in-law is so smart. She knows so much, even smarter than my son.
'Does this mean that the children of the Feng family will become smarter and become geniuses in the future?
Hehe … That's great. '
Feng Huailin, who was laughing foolishly, did not notice Feng Yilin's disdainful gaze, nor did he notice Xunmi and Fu Zhaojun's strange expressions.
"Marshal, are you all okay? What happened?" Min Qiyang, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion, was panting. When he saw the two contrasting areas, his eyes widened.
'Why does this look like the aftermath of a gunpowder explosion?'
However, this was much smaller, almost negligible on the battlefield.
"Ahem … Qiyang, I haven't seen you in a long time. You didn't even come to see me."
Feng Huailin awkwardly changed the topic. He felt that he had embarrassed himself just now.
Min Qiyang was about to ask for more details when the old marshal's words changed the topic. He quickly went forward and replied with a smile.
"Uncle Feng, I know you're busy. How could I disturb you again? Since you're here this time, please stay for a few more days. You can go back after we've chased away all the Japanese."
By then, it would be peaceful and there would be no more messy things.
"That's good. Uncle Feng will wait for you juniors to stand at the top. The world will be yours in the future, and it will depend on you."
After walking through the gates of hell, he understood that life was too fragile. Even if you protected it well, you couldn't prevent the betrayal of the people around you.
"Madam, you've sent two carriages of unfamiliar things this time. Are they cannons?"
Min Qiyang smiled at the old marshal but did not answer. Instead, he asked about Xunmi.
That thing was very heavy, big, and had a long gun hole. It felt like a cannon that had appeared on the battlefield during the first war many years ago.
It was so powerful that it blasted the gates of their country across Jiangdu.
If it was really that thing, not to mention Sato City, they could even blast all the invader countries with one shot and turn them into dregs.
Xunmi was cleaning the stains on her husband's back. Hearing Min Qiyang's words, she nodded and replied, "Yes, but only two."
"Bazir is too stingy. No matter what other benefits I offer him, he won't exchange them with me."
"When I go back this time, I'll just rob him." Speaking of this, Xunmi felt depressed. She had already made it so clear that she would never be with him, but he was still so insistent. She was mentally tired.
Min Qiyang instantly felt an intimidating gaze fall on him. He couldn't help but wail. The marshal was definitely going to hold a grudge.
He also felt mentally tired. _ (: з _ ∠) _
Feng Yilin pulled her into his arms and looked at his wife pitifully.
How could she say other people's names? This was wrong, very wrong.
Xunmi laughed and patted her husband's head. "Don't worry. He can't even compare to a strand of your hair."
"If he wasn't the young master of Shang Yangxing, I wouldn't have interacted with him too much. I had no choice."
He sighed helplessly. He expressed his unwillingness vividly, but he had no choice but to do so.
"Let Liang Hui go. He also came back from studying abroad. He'll definitely be able to handle that foreigner."
Feng Yilin replied without hesitation. "He has nothing to do anyway. He's just wandering around all day. Bring him back. If there's anything you need to talk to that foreigner about, let him go."
"If he doesn't do a good job, you can beat him up. Alright, I'll reluctantly praise him."
Feng Yilin didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying this in front of the person involved. He was trying his best to prevent her from meeting that foreigner with ulterior motives.
He wasn't even prepared to give him a chance.
Liang Hui, who was wandering around all day, was speechless. Don't stop me. I'm going to strangle that guy to death. How could he be so mean to his brother?
Not only was he being mean, but he was also tricking him. They weren't childhood friends, but enemies. (ノ `Д) ノ
His heart was so tired. He felt that he wouldn't love again.
The corner of Xunmi's mouth twitched. She really didn't know what to say. Wasn't her husband making enemies for her by doing this?
If she really let Liang Hui go, what would she do if he disobeyed her?
But even so, it seemed like she wasn't the unlucky one in the end. Her husband was really asking for it.
Feng Huailin, who had completely become a background character, was very unhappy. He was injured. Didn't they come to see him? In the end, they ignored him. He was unhappy.
"Madam, this person seems to be dying. Should we save him?"
While they were talking nonsense, Fu Zhaojun had already walked over to Sun Da, who was half-dead. She even did a simple checkup on him.
Xunmi turned to look at the person on the bed. "Old Marshal, this …"
"Why are you calling me Old Marshal? Call me Father. You're already married to my son. Why don't you call me Father? Do you dislike me?"
Feng Huailin couldn't take it anymore. It was fine if he mistook her for someone else, but she was clearly his daughter-in-law. Why didn't she call him Father?
He used to want to have a daughter, but when the world was in chaos, he didn't want to anymore because he knew that he couldn't take care of her.
But now that there was such an opportunity, he obviously didn't want to miss it.
This was also why he didn't ask before calling him Father. It was purely because he was eager to have a daughter.
Xunmi's eyes widened slightly. She hurriedly waved her hand. "No, I don't dislike you."
"It's just …" She turned to look at her husband and said softly, "I'm not used to it."
Seeing that Feng Huailin seemed to be very unhappy and turned his face away, Xunmi helplessly called out, "Father."
"Good child." Feng Huailin was instantly happy. If it weren't for his wound, he would definitely have grabbed Xunmi's hand and jumped around excitedly.
"Father, that person, do you plan to let him live, or …?"
Xunmi finally understood. This was an old adult with a childish personality.
Feng Huailin snorted. "He's going to die sooner or later. Since he's going to die anyway, he might as well die."
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