Cong Gang was silent for a long time.
Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and looked at Cong Gang from the corner of his eyes. He snorted coldly, "Why? Not talking anymore? Don't think of yourself as a god of healing! You're nothing at all! At most, you're a homeless dog that I picked up! "
Feng Xinglang's attitude towards those who didn't save Yan Bang was always this bad.
He didn't want to bother with Hetun, and he didn't even want to argue or question him. Thus, Cong Gang, who was easy to talk to, became the target of Feng Xinglang's anger.
Cong Gang didn't answer. He just quietly piled up the leftover Italian noodles on the plate for Lin Nuo.
Seeing Cong Gang's silent look, Feng Xinglang didn't want to continue his scolding.
"My dear son, are you full?"
The sensible little guy nodded obediently. "I'm full!"
"Another waste …"
Feng Xinglang murmured. He took the plate from his son and started to help the little guy eat the leftover Italian noodles.
"I'll go make some for you." Cong Gang stood up.
"No need! I can't afford to trouble you! I'll just use some leftovers to eat! "
Feng Xinglang said with a tsundere attitude and deliberately sounded so pitiful.
When he saw Cong Gang walking towards the kitchen, he put down the fork in his hand. He gestured to his son, Nuo Nuo.
"Come here! Come to your father! "
Lin Nuo knew that his father must be angry. But he also felt that his father would not use violence to beat him because of his love for his only son. If he hit him, his father would be very distressed.
Thus, the little guy moved his short legs and walked over. He climbed onto his father's lap and sat down. He even snuggled his little head in his father's arms.
"My good son, are you still blaming yourself for Big Bang's death?"
Feng Xinglang lowered his head and coaxed the little guy's chubby cheeks. "It's not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself."
"My father asked me to take care of Big Bang, but I didn't do it! If my own son, Yifu and Twelfth had held on a little longer, they would have saved Big Bang. "
The little fellow stuck close to his father's chest and said with tears in his eyes.
"My biological son has already tried his best, and he has already done very well!"
Feng Xinglang covered his son's little head with his suit jacket. "Good boy, from now on, don't talk about this anymore! Everything is over. What we need to do next is to live a good life, a happy life! Because in the near future we shall be with Big Bang Bang again in Heaven. "
The little fellow nodded and wiped the tears that had yet to overflow on her father's shirt.
"Then Daddy won't allow you to drink and drive alone. You'll make Mommy worry and feel sorry for you!"
"Yes, I understand. A real father will listen to his son and be an obedient husband, a kind father! "
Feng Xinglang kissed the little fellow's forehead, and the father and son embraced each other.
Cong Gang's risotto was still as delicious as ever. The rich and tempting aroma really whetted one's appetite.
Feng Xinglang ate with a good appetite and fed the little fellow a piece of beef from time to time.
He thought that Feng Xinglang and his son would go home after finishing the noodles, but unexpectedly, he called his wife, Xue Luo, to ask for instructions. He said that he and his son, Nuo Nuo, would not return to the Feng family tonight and would stay at Cong Gang's place to enjoy the stars in the suburbs.
And that woman, Lin Xue Luo, actually agreed.
Not only did she agree, but she also asked them to stay at Cong Gang's place for a few more days.
At that time, Cong Gang's brows furrowed.
It should be known that no matter whether it was the elder or the younger, they were not easy to serve.
"That … this place is remote and there are often wild animals. Moreover, it's near a cemetery, and the Yin energy is too strong. It's not suitable for children to spend the night here."
Cong Gang wanted to scare them away with the gloomy environment. He knew that Feng Xinglang was extremely protective of his son.
"Ah? Are there really wild animals here? What animals are there? Are there any wild wolves that howl? "
The little fellow instantly became interested.
"…"
"What do you mean by the Yin energy is too strong? Is there a ghost? "
"… En."
"What does a ghost look like? Do they look like vampires in the movies?"
"…"
"Big caterpillar, accompany me to catch a vampire tonight, okay?"
"…"
That night, Feng Xinglang slept peacefully, but Cong Gang was busy for most of the night …
Brother Nuo Nuo was not around, and Feng Tuantuan was not interested in staying at the Bai Residence for too long.
Early in the morning, it was not even eight o 'clock. Not long after the banquet started, she whimpered and wanted to go back.
Feng Lixin, who doted on his daughter, complied with his daughter's wishes. When he was half full, he carried the whimpering daughter back home. Xue Luo and Mo Ranran could only follow him back to the Feng family.
But when they returned to the Feng family, they realized that Uncle and Brother Nuo Nuo were not at home.
"Aunt, why aren't Uncle and Brother Nuo Nuo back yet? Can you give them a call and ask? "
The little cutie's sweet and childish voice sounded.
"Your uncle and Brother Nuo Nuo won't be back tonight. They will spend the night at the big caterpillar's place."
"Ah? They're not going home? "
The little cutie was filled with disappointment and started her clingy mode again. "Where is the big caterpillar's house? Tuantuan wants to go there too! "
"Tuantuan, don't be so clingy!"
Feng Lixin could only carry his clingy daughter away from Xue Luo's side. "Papa will tell you a fairy tale, okay?"
"No!"
The little fellow wrinkled her little nose in grievance. "Tuantuan only wants to be with Brother Nuo Nuo."
"Don't be so willful!" Feng Lixin said sternly.
"Then Tuantuan will follow Sister Ranran to build building blocks, okay?"
Seeing that Feng Lixin's voice had become stern, Mo Ranran hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Okay … anyway, Tuantuan doesn't want to sleep now."
The little cutie had no choice but to groan and mumble.
Mo Ranran had just carried Tuantuan away from Feng Lixin's arms when his cell phone rang.
The call was from the military hospital: Lan Youyou coughed up blood again and was hospitalized!
"Okay, okay, I'll be there right away."
Feng Lixin, who hung up the phone, was trembling all over. The cell phone in his hand slipped onto the carpet without him noticing.
"Lixin ge, what's wrong?"
Mo Ranran hurriedly carried Feng Tuantuan up and asked.
"Youyou is in trouble … she's currently hospitalized."
Feng Lixin's pronunciation was not clear to begin with, and now he was trembling so much that it was hard to distinguish what he was saying.
"Youyou? Is it Tuantuan's mommy? "
Mo Ranran mumbled. She had heard Feng Xinglang mention in detail before: Tuantuan's biological mommy, Lan Youyou, was currently serving her sentence in prison. She had poisoned Feng Xinglang's wife, Lin Xue Luo.
Mo Ranran really wanted to meet this woman who was as beautiful as a goddess.
"Xue Luo, I'll go to the military hospital. Youyou's illness is acting up again, I'm afraid she won't be able to make it. "
"Okay, hurry up and go. Nuo Nuo isn't home, leave Tuantuan behind and let me take care of him. "
Xue Luo was kind. She didn't want a four year old child to face this cruel reality. If Lan Youyou was a loving mother, she would support Feng Lixin to bring Tuantuan along.
"Lixin ge, I'll go with you!"
Mo Ranran stuffed Tuantuan into Xue Luo's arms and was about to follow Feng Lixin.
"There's no need! You stay at home and help Xue Luo take care of Tuantuan. "
Feng Lixin rejected Mo Ranran's good intentions.
"Big brother, just let Ranran tag along. At least she can take care of him. "
Xue Luo's words made the anxious Feng Lixin no longer reject and let Mo Ranran tag along.
After sending Feng Lixin and Mo Ranran off, Xue Luo picked up her phone and hesitantly put it back.
She was supposed to call her husband Feng Xinglang. But after thinking about it, she gave up. It wasn't easy for the father and son to stay at Cong Gang's place to relax. She didn't want to disturb them.
Thinking that with Housekeeper Mo and his daughter taking care of Feng Lixin, there shouldn't be any problems.
As for Lan Youyou …
"Tuantuan, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing the little cutie in her arms staring blankly, Xue Luo asked gently.
"Aunt, can you bring me to find Brother Nuo Nuo?"
"… …"
To be honest, Xue Luo was quite surprised at that time. She thought that the little thing was worried about her mother's safety. She didn't expect that she was more concerned about Brother Nuo Nuo.
Maybe it was because Lan Youyou would get sick from time to time. After a few more times, Feng Tuantuan was already used to it.
A child who was only four years old was still very malleable. She was already used to the comfortable and warm lifestyle now. She had a papa who loved her and an uncle who doted on her. Also, there was Brother Nuo Nuo who quarreled with her from time to time.
Maybe in the little cutie's mind, the current Feng family was the most beautiful. There was no need to be afraid, no need to panic and be helpless.
Since Feng Tuantuan didn't mention his mother, Xue Luo didn't want to add to the little fellow's worries.
"I also don't know where the big caterpillar lives … Does Tuantuan miss them?"
"Yes! Tuantuan misses them very much! So much that I can't sleep. "
The little fellow hummed and murmured, a little unhappy.
"Actually, Aunt misses them a lot too. I think they miss me and Tuantuan too … Let's not look for them and let them miss us for one night. How about that? Who knows, maybe they'll rush back tomorrow morning! "
"Alright then … I hope Brother Nuo Nuo can miss Tuantuan a little more!"
"…" This little thing, could it be that she had fallen in love with her son, Nuo Nuo?
Although the two children weren't related by blood, and Xue Luo also liked the beautiful and cute little thing …
But when she thought that Tuantuan's biological mother was Lan Youyou, Xue Luo inexplicably panicked …
Maybe she was thinking too much: The two children had been together since they were young, they liked each other but not each other! The little thing was only a little big, it shouldn't be enough to rise to the level of affection, right?
Early in the morning, Feng Xinglang woke up on the hard wooden bed and felt uncomfortable all over when he received a call from Feng Lixin.
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