"I've already said, your biological father is taking a bath!"
"It doesn't matter, my biological father and I are both boys!"
"…"
Xue Luo wanted to stop Nuo Nuo, but the little guy bent his body and dodged his mommy's outstretched arm, rushing into the washroom.
Feng Xinglang also didn't have the civilized habit of closing the door.
When Lin Nuo rushed into the washroom, Feng Xinglang was lying in the bathtub with his eyes closed. It was hard not to hear the little guy's shouts.
"Biological father … why are you taking a bath so early in the morning?"
The little guy moved forward, half lying on the edge of the bathtub, using his little hands to pour the bath water on his biological father's exposed shoulder.
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes, reaching out to caress the little guy's chubby cheeks.
"Don't run around these few days, stay by your biological father and mommy's side."
The little guy nodded obediently, "Biological father, can you tell your biological son: What did my second brother say to you?"
The little guy was quite curious. Because in his opinion, Xing Er had always been a high and mighty person. In his words, he was cold and cool.
"Didn't my biological father say it just now, he said he likes you and other sworn brothers!"
It was comforting words, but it was also a perfunctory lie.
"There must be something else!"
The little guy naturally wouldn't believe it completely.
"Then tell me: Xing Er, who isn't very familiar with me, what could he say to me?"
Feng Xinglang's wisdom was that he liked to lead others to follow his train of thought.
"I think, my second brother is so awesome …"
The little guy tilted his little head, trying to divert his thoughts, "There must be a lot of hidden treasures. Then he will give you a treasure map or something! "
"…" Feng Xinglang's lips twitched: Treasure? Does Cong Gang count?
"I'm just teasing you!"
Seeing his biological father in a daze, the little guy grinned, "That's all in fairy tales, there won't be any treasure in reality!"
It seemed that the little guy wasn't too sad because of Xing Er's death, which made Feng Xinglang feel more at ease.
Perhaps it was because Xing Er didn't spend much time with the little guy, plus the frequent deaths of the adopted sons in River Village, the little guy was already used to it. Fortunately, his beloved Xing Shier and Xing Laoba were still alive.
Moreover, he had seen Old Twelve today. Although the left side of Xing Shier's face was wrapped in gauze, his limbs were still intact. In the eyes of the little fellow, a boy's appearance was not very important. Eldest Uncle and Big Bang both had scars on their faces! Little Lin Nuo would only think that they were cool.
"Father, tell me, what did my second brother say to you?"
The little fellow hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and coquettishly nudged his head back and forth, trying to please him.
It seemed that if he didn't say something, the little fellow wouldn't let him off.
Feng Xinglang tilted his head and kissed the little fellow's forehead. He said in a deep voice, "Your second brother … he said a lot of good things on behalf of He Tun. He asked me to forgive the heinous crimes that He Tun had committed against our family. He said that Hetun was old and crippled. Seeing that he was an old man, he asked me to forgive him … "
Of course he made it up. This was because Xing Er did not mention the grudge between Feng Xinglang and He Tun at all before he died.
As for Cong Gang … it was not appropriate to tell the little fellow.
Even if he did, he wouldn't understand.
These words sounded like they were said to little Lin Nuo, but if one thought about it carefully, it also seemed like he was saying it to Feng Xinglang himself!
Feng Xinglang was probably the only one who knew why he was saying it to him!
The little fellow pouted. "I guessed so too! My second brother just hoped that biological father could get back together with my godfather! "
After a slight pause, the quick-witted little fellow asked again, "Biological father, you will forgive my godfather, right?"
Feng Xinglang smiled faintly. "You don't have to worry about the matters between adults!"
He stretched one of his strong legs out of the water and placed it on the edge of the bathtub. "Good son, go and ask the chef to prepare something delicious … Your biological father is so hungry that he's going to eat you up!"
"Yes! I'll go now, biological son! "
After receiving the order, the little fellow immediately ran out of the door happily.
He believed it just like that? He was indeed naive and pure! Feng Xinglang sighed softly and closed his eyes to rest again.
…
Yuan Duoduo was no longer in the mood to go to work. She was only thinking about the "way out" that Feng Xinglang told her.
Of course, she understood the meaning of the "way out" that Feng Xinglang mentioned. But this was indeed a good move. It could not only protect Yuan Duoduo's face, but also fulfill her wish of staying in the Bai family to accompany her two precious daughters day and night.
Actually, the willful work wasn't just to realize the value of her life. It was also because she was angry with Bai Mo and avoided working.
She originally thought that Bai Mo would bring his two crying daughters to the dance training center to look for her … But Yuan Duoduo never expected that Bai Mo, that scourge, would actually find an early childhood teacher to directly replace her!
What made Yuan Duoduo even more unprepared was that Old Master Bai and his two daughters all liked this Shui QianNong very much.
That was really terrible!
Yuan Duoduo deeply understood what it meant to 'lift a rock only to drop it on one's own feet'! There was also 'suffer a double loss after losing the wife'!
After the ballroom dance training for the elderly ended, Yuan Duoduo gave some instructions to her assistant, Xiao Wen, and then packed up her belongings and prepared to leave.
The steps weren't high, only seven to eight steps. It was a good height. She wouldn't die from the fall, but she could hurt her.
Where would she hurt herself? Her hands or feet?
If she hurt her hands, she wouldn't be able to hug her daughters anymore.
If she hurt her feet, she wouldn't be able to follow in the footsteps of her daughters anymore …
Yuan Duoduo was quite melancholic! And also sad!
In order to stay with her two daughters, she actually thought of using such a tragic method to hurt herself?
In fact, Yuan Duoduo was really thinking too much! She also overestimated Feng Xinglang's meaning.
What Feng Xinglang meant was, "Just a little scratch will do!" Yuan Duoduo said that she was hurting all over and wanted to stay in the Bai family to recuperate. Who would dare to bite her?!
But at this moment, Yuan Duoduo seemed to have taken it seriously! She felt that if she didn't really hurt herself, that scourge, Bai Mo, would definitely say that she was pretending.
But where was the best place to fall?
Whatever! Let's fall first!
Purposely injuring himself from the fall was truly a skillful job. More or less, there would be some psychological fear, and there was also the body's conditioned reflex to protect itself.
At that time, Yuan Duoduo deliberately missed a step. With her excellent physical coordination, she instinctively lowered her center of gravity to protect herself …
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