"Old Ba, why are you so late? I have been waiting for you for a long time! "
After Lin Nuo grumbled, he opened his arms and begged for a hug. "Quickly bring me to that guy surnamed Fang!"
Xing Ba picked up the little guy from the floor and kissed him again and again.
"You'll only think of Eighth Brother when you need his help?"
Xing Ba stroked the little fellow's cheek and put on an aggrieved expression as if he had been left out by his fifteenth brother.
"Then why do I miss you? I am not very free! I have to study every day, OK? "
"Study? Where did you learn all these weird words from? "
Xing Ba was amused by Little Fifteen's words. Even if the little guy did not miss him, he was satisfied to be needed by the little guy. There were simply too many people who doted on this little thing!
"Someone is going upstairs!"
As soon as Xing Ba put Little Fifteen into the child's pocket in front of his chest, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs. And it was more than one person. It should be the footsteps of two people, one big and one small.
"Brother Nuo Nuo, Tuantuan is asking you to go downstairs for dinner! Grandma An made delicious Baymax rice balls and colorful meatballs. It's delicious! "
He thought that Brother Nuo Nuo went upstairs early because he was unhappy to hear that his father was arrested by the police.
"Eat it yourself! I am full, and now I want to sleep. "
Lin Nuo snorted angrily. He was obviously disgusted by Feng Tuantuan's concern.
"Brother Nuo Nuo, you just ate a little, and you will be hungry at night. It will be very uncomfortable to sleep with an empty stomach. "
Feng Tuantuan was still persuading Brother Nuo Nuo in a "bad mood" with a sweet voice.
"It's none of your business whether I am hungry or not!"
Lin Nuo said angrily. And he motioned Xing Ba to go forward and lock the door of the room.
"Slug, if you dare to bother me again … I will beat you! Beat you hard, beat you until your d * ck is broken! "
"…"
Five minutes later, Lin Nuo was taken away from the Feng family by Xing Ba, got on a riot car, and rushed all the way to Fang Yiyan's residence.
"Little Fifteen, you are too heartless, aren't you? Team Leader Feng is so cute, how can you bear to be mean to her? "
Xing Ba glanced at the cold expression on the little fellow's face, which seemed to be vowing to avenge his father, and found a lighter topic.
The little fellow turned her head and glared at Xing Ba. "How is a slug cute? It's so annoying! "
"How is it not cute? She had fair skin, a beautiful face, and her words were so sweet. Most importantly, she cares a lot about you! "
"Who needs her concern! You're asking for a beating! "
Xing Ba saw that the little guy really didn't have any feelings for Feng Tuantuan, so he stopped teasing him.
"By the way, 15, how are you going to deal with Fang Yiyan?"
"Get him to release my father first! After that, we'll beat him up! "
This was the solution in the world of children, simple and direct.
Xing Ba pursed his lips and seemed to be thinking, 'How should I explain to a six-year-old boy that his father, Feng Xinglang, is playing hard to get?'
"By the way, Eighth Brother, isn't that Fang guy powerful? Can the two of us handle him? "
The little fellow tilted her head and asked worriedly. After all, Xing Shier was the most powerful one among the adopted sons of Hetun.
"I'll try my best to handle him! I'll beat him until his surname is not 'Fang', but 'Yuan'! "
"Hahaha … I'll beat him until his surname is Yuan!"
*****
This was a suburb.
Life was convenient, but it could be far away from the hustle and bustle of the city center.
Moreover, there was a large area of greenery. Although it was not near the mountains, it could be near the water.
It was not easy to find a private place for self-cultivation in Shen City. It could show the special identity of Fang Yiyan, the third generation of the Red Army.
"Eighth Brother, are we going to climb over the wall? Or knock on the door? "
Lin Nuo stood in front of the closed door and asked Xing Ba, who was following closely behind him.
"Of course … knock on the door and go in!"
Because he had climbed over the wall. He didn't find any dangerous people or things in the courtyard, so he didn't want the little thing to climb over the wall.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
The little fellow clenched his fists and slammed them on the wooden door.
"Coming, coming …" After the little fellow slammed the door for the third time, there was a response from inside the door.
The person who opened the door was an auntie in her forties, wearing an apron. She should be a nanny.
"Who … who are you looking for?"
Seeing that it was a five or six-year-old child who knocked on the door, the auntie let down her guard and asked gently.
"I'm looking for Fang Yiyan!"
Without waiting for the auntie to answer, the little fellow turned into a cat and went through the door.
"Hey … Hey … Child, wait!"
Seeing that there was no one behind the child, the auntie immediately caught up with Lin Nuo.
Xing Ba was not so gentlemanly. He directly climbed over the wall. He wanted to see how the little fellow, who had been raised by Feng Xinglang for a year and a half, would deal with the problem.
This was indeed a rare elegant residence: the whole yard was covered with clean and spotless blue stones; the green moss was winding in the cracks of the stones, in the thick, especially deep and quiet.
The little fellow ran into the lighted central room in one breath.
When he rushed in, he only saw an old granny with a head full of white hair sitting at the dining table eating.
"Where is Fang Yiyan? Where did he hide? "
The little fellow directly asked the old lady with white hair.
When the old lady saw the handsome and sturdy Lin Nuo, her heart was full of love. She picked up a piece of pastry from the plate and handed it over.
"Whose child are you? Why are you looking for Yiyan? "
"I'm here to find Fang Yiyan for revenge!"
The little fellow did not look at the pastry that the old lady handed him, and directly searched the room.
"Fang Yiyan, come out! Do you think that if you hide, I can't find you? Coward! "
"Child, come to grandma! Tell Grandma, what did my Yiyan do to make you angry? "
The white-haired old man looked at the dignified Lin Nuo, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
"He locked up my father! I'm going to get even with him! "
Lin Nuo answered the white-haired old man with hatred, while rummaging through the drawers and cabinets to find Fang Yiyan.
"This naughty child, you can't rummage through things! Stop! "
The nanny came forward to stop him, but was held down by the white-haired old man.
"Tell grandma, who is your father?" The white-haired old man asked again in a good temper.
"Feng Xinglang! The handsome and cool second young master of the Feng family! I'm his son! "
"Feng Xinglang?" The white-haired old woman murmured, probably not familiar with this name, and asked again, "Then who is your mother?"
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