just a mistake

Chapter 1 Feng Family's Mistake

Feng Cuo stared blankly at this brand-new place. The place that was originally so magnificent that there was no trace of popularity looked extraordinarily warm today, just because the woman who called herself mother was getting married today.

Feng Cuo is six years old. Children of this age should not know these things.But for Feng Cuo, there are some things that he should have known since he was born.For example, he was just a mistake, a huge mistake.

This child was only six years old. Compared with ordinary children, he was short and small, his face was dirty, only his eyes seemed to be able to see, and his clothes were tattered.The servants here don't seem to have noticed that their Feng family, that is, the famous family in this city that can only be compared with the Xu family, and the eldest son of their only eldest daughter, is like a child picking up rags, even the little security guard at the door No grandson can compare.

The Feng family is a big family. In this generation, they only have one eldest daughter, Feng Yi.A beautiful and capable woman can almost be said to be a perfect woman, except for the fault in front of her, yes, this child is the only stain in her life, and it is also the fault that the entire Feng family wants to avoid.

Feng Mistake is a mistake, which is recognized by everyone in the Feng Family.Because his birth was indeed a huge mistake.In a sexual assault case, the woman actually gave birth to the man's son in order to identify the man.This child is the evidence of his mother, the evidence of his father's crime, and he came into this world like this.Therefore, the wrong wind is a mistake.He was, indeed, a huge mistake.

Today, this cold house is stained with joy, because the eldest daughter of the Feng family got married.The target is the manager she promoted.A poor boy has won the hearts of Feng's parents and daughters, and he doesn't know whether behind this beautiful and romantic love story is whether the eldest daughter of the Feng family cultivated people to work for her in order to maintain the power of her family, or is it poor? The kid hugged his thighs and climbed up.In short, people say congratulations on the surface, but behind the scenes they say these words with great joy.

The wedding was held in Feng's mansion, because the groom was married.The housekeeper and the servants all wore new clothes with gentle smiles.The guests are all in suits and leather shoes, looking like elites, and the women are even more outrageous, wearing layers of makeup to try their best to look good.

Feng took a wrong look, he knew he shouldn't be here.This morning, a person appeared in his small room, wearing thick underwear, the smell of perfume on his body was particularly pungent, he looked like a ghost, Feng Cuo was very curious, what happened, people here have never No one will enter their room, they disdain.So Feng Cuo was very curious.

Feng Cuo opened his eyes and looked at the maid who had beaten a few catties. She was about 40 to [-] years old. She wore lipstick that sucked human blood, pointed at herself and said, "You stay here peacefully today. If you still have a little self-knowledge, don't go out and make everyone unhappy."

Feng Cuo rubbed his stomach with his small hands, he didn't know if there was such a thing as self-knowledge, but he only knew that he was very hungry.The eldest son of Miss Feng's family, he secretly takes food from the kitchen like a kitten or puppy to eat every day.Because no servant will remember that the child needs to eat.But yesterday, there were too many people in the kitchen, and Feng Cuo knew that if he was found out, he would definitely be scolded, and he would have nothing to eat for at least a few days after he went back, so he had been hungry all day.

Feng mistakenly got some water to wash himself clean, at least he seemed to hope that the child would not be so easy to notice.But the tattered clothes are still quite inconsistent with the place, but I can't solve it myself.

Feng Cuo sneaked a look at himself in the bathroom mirror. The child in the mirror had yellowish skin and looked thin and small, like a bean sprout that hadn't grown well.

He took a sneak peek, the adults were talking, shaking hands, hugging, no one saw him anyway, he sneaked under a table, a small hand stretched out from under the table to sneak in a piece of pastry, and then some Gobbled it up.

The tablecloth divides the two worlds under the table and outside.Children are eating under the table, and people outside are socializing.

"Liu Dong, you are doing well recently. Judging by your complexion, I heard that your project in Guangdong was quite successful. I admire you."

"Well, if you earn a little money, you can't compare to Mr. Chen. You can earn a lot from the Hainan case. This is both fame and fortune! You will need to support me a lot in the future!"

"you are welcome."

Feng wrongly heard the two middle-aged men.He sneaked another piece.

"Hey, is it stupid for this young lady of the Feng family to marry a poor boy like this?" said a charming and artificial voice.

"You think Feng Yi is an idiot. This Feng family has no sons, such a kid with no money and no status is easy to control, why doesn't it have to belong to her Feng family?"

Feng Cuo felt that none of this had anything to do with him.He just wanted to be full, because there were still many people in the kitchen tonight, and this might be his only meal today.

Feng Cuo remembered that there should be water in the upper left corner of the place where he was squatting. I have to say that with so many snacks, he felt a little choked.

Duan Yu was impatient to attend this kind of wedding banquet with his mother, but now his mother went to greet a group of rich wives, and Duan Yu was a little bored drinking wine.Duan Yu is eight years old, and has some relationship with Xu Jiafeng's family, but the relationship is not deep.

Duan Yu was watching boredly, and suddenly felt that something was moving next to him. Duan Yu was a little curious, and saw a very thin hand dragging a glass of drink to get it under the table.

He suddenly became interested and wanted to play tricks on the other party. He quietly lifted the tablecloth and saw a child inside, a little dirty, holding pastries and drinks.Duan Yu suddenly turned in and grabbed the child's arm.

"I caught you!" Duan Yu said excitedly.

Feng Cuo didn't expect that someone would find him, he panicked for a while, and when he missed, the glass of juice spilled all over Duan Yu's small white suit.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Duan Yu looked at his clothes, and hurriedly wiped off the red liquid on the clothes with his hands, but unexpectedly, the stain became bigger and bigger, Duan Yu panicked, and he would definitely be scolded if he went back like this .

"I, I didn't do it on purpose." Feng Cuo shrank himself in a corner, a little scared.

"Look, what should we do now?" Duan Yu was a little anxious, and couldn't help complaining about Feng Cuo.

"Give me back your clothes." Duan Yu said as a matter of course.

"I, I have no clothes." Feng Cuo said anxiously.

Duan Yu took a look at the clothes on Feng Cuo's body, they were tattered, and felt very strange in his heart, even the beggars he saw wore better clothes than him in such tattered clothes.

"Are you a beggar?"

"I'm not!"

"How did you get here?" Duan Yu asked strangely.

Feng Cuo bit his lip and said nothing.

"Are you a thief?!"

"I, no." Feng Cuo anxiously wanted to explain.

"Then why are you stealing snacks here? You are a thief." The eight-year-old concluded triumphantly.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu." A woman's voice came, and Duan Yu knew it was his mother.

"Where did you go, kid?" The woman's voice was a little anxious.

Duan Yu was a little belated, glanced at Feng Cuo, and suddenly yelled, "Mom, I caught a thief! Really, I caught this!" The young man's voice was in this A place of high-class people is particularly obvious, Duan Yu took Feng Cuo's hand regardless, and dragged him out with an excited and mischievous voice.

Duan Yu's mother frowned when she saw the large stains on her son's clothes and dragged a child who looked like he had just crawled out of a garbage dump.

Duan Yu didn't realize it, just dragged the child out, and said excitedly, "Mom, look, I caught a thief!"

The people around were attracted by the sound and looked at the child.Duan Yu's mother felt a little ugly, pulled her son over, and said reproachfully, "See what you look like?"

Feng Cuo felt that everyone's gaze was like a needle, and it hurt him a lot.He tried his best to shrink his small body to preserve his last sense of security.

"What's wrong?" The butler cut a path from the crowd and looked at him with cold eyes.Feng Cuo raised his head and let the housekeeper ask someone to pull him up. He saw a very beautiful woman in the corner of the crowd.Wearing a veil, beautiful makeup, and a white veil, she looked like an angel, but she looked at her with such a cold gaze, as if she saw something dirty, which was naked disgust and contempt.

Feng Cuo let the servants pull him. He looked in that direction and opened his mouth to the figure, but no sound came out.

Afterwards, the housekeeper apologized to everyone with a smile. No one would care about such a trivial matter.

Duan Yu didn't know why, but he felt that he saw the child looking very sad when he was taken away, and he saw the child opened his mouth in one direction, as if calling—Mom.

"Little bastard, didn't I tell you not to run around? You can't understand human speech, right?!" the maid yelled angrily.

Feng Cuo retracted himself as much as possible, and whispered, "I'm hungry."

The maid looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Hungry? You are a reincarnation of a starving ghost! You learned to steal at a young age, and there is disgusting blood in your bones. I have to cure your gluttony. This door is locked, how can you go out and steal food?!"

Feng Cuo looked at the maid. She locked her small room. There was no light in the whole room, just like a small dark house.Feng Cuo lay on his tattered little bed, thinking, this maid doesn't know when she will think of herself, will she starve to death here like this?In fact, this is not bad, I shouldn't have come here in the first place.

I was a mistake, and if this is gone, the world will have one less mistake.