Acting cute?
That wasn't a bad idea.
"This time … I really have to rely on my own son!"
Feng Xinglang's serious expression made the little fellow very happy: he was desperately needed!
"Dear father, tell me quickly: how did you make mommy unhappy again? I promise I can make mommy happy! "
Seeing that even his own father was troubled by the question, the little fellow was eager to try.
"Well … it's a bit long …"
Feng Xinglang seemed to be hesitating because he was observing and considering whether his almost eight year old son could keep this secret, or if it would only have the opposite effect.
Since his wife had just suffered a huge shock two days ago, Feng Xinglang had to be very careful.
"Father, if you have something to say, just say it! Why are you stuttering? What's there to be embarrassed in front of your own son! "
The little fellow urged. He was a little anxious to show that he was needed.
"Let's start from the first question …"
Feng Xinglang chose to take things step by step. "Your little sister Tuan Tuan was injured, and it wasn't light! She was injured because she was protecting your mommy! "
"Ah? Slug was injured? What's going on? Why didn't Daddy and Old Fourteen protect mommy?! "
The little fellow was slightly anxious and blamed them. How did the Feng family fall to the point where they needed a little brat to protect mommy?
"It's Daddy's negligence …"
Feng Xinglang briefly told his son about Xia Yishu's attack on his wife and Feng Tuan Tuan.
"Ah? That witch Xia Yishu is causing trouble again?!
The little fellow snorted in dissatisfaction. "Daddy, what's wrong with you? Before our biological son left, he asked you to take good care of Mommy! "
"It's indeed Daddy's fault, Daddy apologizes."
Feng Xinglang gently rubbed his son's little face. "But your mommy has long legs, it's hard to guard against her!"
"Then are mommy and little sister alright?" Lin Nuo asked anxiously.
"Your mommy is fine, the … baby in her stomach is also fine. Your little sister Tuan Tuan fell down the stairs and hit her head. She has a slight concussion; her palms are also slightly bruised … She's only a few years old, it's quite distressing to see her like this. "
"Xia Yishu, she's digging her own grave!! I'll get Ke Ben to kill her tomorrow! "The little guy said angrily.
"… Who is Ke Ben?" Feng Xinglang frowned and asked.
"My foster father's new subordinate!" The little fellow answered.
"Subordinates? Not some godson? Why not Xing Shiyi? "
Feng Xinglang asked with interest. That Corben should be the one he had seen at River Village.
"Originally, Corben wanted to replace my eighth brother, but I didn't agree, so I just called him Corben!"
This explanation … was a little childish.
"That Ke Ben, is he also your godfather's godson?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"It doesn't seem like it, but it also seems like it … But that Corben defeated Twelfth! Then Old Twelve got angry and ran away to have plastic surgery! "
Run away after being defeated? This Xing Shier is too careless!
"That … Twelfth Bro, why did you hand your godfather over to this Corben?!"
This was the crux of the matter. This was also what Feng Xinglang was worried about. Even though River Village was only his biological father.
Lin Nuo scratched his head and thought for a while. "This Corben guy, I heard he's my godfather's … trump card! Dad, what do you mean by 'trump card'? Is this his biggest trump card? "
"More or less …"
Feng Xinglang mumbled.
One of his trump cards? What did that mean? This River Village had so many godson, what kind of 'trump card' did he have now?
And 'one of'? Could there be more?
This topic seemed to have strayed a little too far.
"Nuo Nuo, regarding Xia Yishu, I will handle it myself. Don't bother your godfather's trump card!"
Feng Xinglang reminded him. He had to show some respect to Xia Zhengyang. He couldn't make things too difficult for his wife.
"Alright! Then you handle it, Dad! If Mommy and I aren't satisfied, I'll deal with her later! "
The little guy's harsh tone was especially obvious every time he was with He Tun.
"Now the arrangement is like this: You go home to see your mommy first, then I will accompany you to the hospital to see Tuan Tuan! This time, Tuan Tuan was injured because he was protecting your mommy. You have to be more tender, don't yell and scream at her! Be … gentle! "
The little guy nodded obediently. "Don't worry, Dad. I won't be fierce to the slug this time!"
"Dad believes you can do it!"
Feng Xinglang patted his son's shoulder, giving him affirmation and support.
"What about the second question? Dad, quickly confess: What did you do to make Mommy unhappy again? "The little guy asked the second question.
Feng Xinglang's brows furrowed in melancholy once again …
"The doctor who came to check on your mommy said … your mommy might be pregnant with a son."
Finally, Feng Xinglang decided to tell his son Lin Nuo this secret. After all, it was hard to keep a secret that could not be easily revealed.
"Ah, Mommy is pregnant with a brother?" The little guy's clear eyes lit up with joy.
"There's a 90% chance!"
"Wahaha, that's great!"
What Feng Xinglang did not expect was that his son Lin Nuo would be so excited when he heard that his mommy was going to give birth to a brother.
"My dear son, are you hoping that your mommy will give birth to a brother for you?"
"Of course! Not only can I play with a brother, Mommy will not favor one and discriminate against the other! "
Lin Nuo was quite excited. "Besides, our family is lacking men!"
"Lacking men? What do you mean? "
Feng Xinglang frowned and asked.
"In our family, we have mommy to protect; if we have a younger sister, we still have a younger sister to protect; there's also the weak Eldest Uncle, Da Ran Ran, and Feng Tuan Tuan that only knows how to cry … and Grandma An and Grandpa Mo whose hair is starting to turn white … they are all people that need protection! If I have a younger brother, when you are old, you can rest assured when I go out occasionally! "
The little guy was really far-sighted. Hearing what he said, Feng Xinglang really felt that it was more necessary to have a son than a daughter.
Tsk! He was almost led astray by his son!
"But the problem is, your mommy wants to give birth to a daughter! And she is sure that she is pregnant with a daughter! She was just agitated two days ago, and now she is still trying to stabilize the pregnancy, so it is definitely not suitable to tell her the truth! What do you say, my dear son? "
"Then let's keep it a secret for now! Wait until mommy gives birth to a brother, then tell her! "
"But both of us can't just watch your mommy walk further and further down the road of preparing the Pink Princess room … Wouldn't the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!"
It was not difficult to keep it a secret now; the problem was that after his wife gave birth to the little son in her belly … She would be extremely disappointed!
What if she suffered from postpartum depression or something, that was not what Feng Xinglang wanted to see.
"Then we can only keep it a secret for now!"
The little guy pouted and thought for a while. "But mommy will definitely be disappointed!"
"How about this: after your mommy has calmed down from the tense atmosphere of stabilizing the pregnancy, you can act cute and coquettishly and tell your mommy that you really want a brother!"
"OK! Just leave it to your dear son! "
The little guy then turned his head and asked, "But what about the Pink Princess room?"
When Lin Nuo left the Feng family for Pater Castle, mommy Lin Xueluo had already started to decorate the Pink Princess room.
"It's just a small expense! As long as your mommy is happy! "
To make his wife happy, Feng Xinglang was still willing to waste this small amount of money.
"But if mommy looks sad every day after giving birth to a brother, that won't be good!"
"Don't worry, after your mommy gives birth to a brother, I will only need half a day to get someone to change the Pink Princess room into a prince room!"
The problem was solved just like that!
Seeing that his proposal was supported by his son, Feng Xinglang finally let out a long breath of melancholy.
But his son's next words made Feng Xinglang worry again …
"Dear father, if my mommy really gives birth to a brother, can his nickname be Buggy?"
The little guy sniffed his slightly sour little nose. "If the big caterpillar knows that I and my father are still thinking about him, he will be happy, right?"
"En … the big caterpillar will definitely be happy!"
Regarding Cong Gang, perhaps it really wasn't a sudden thought, but it was deeply rooted in the hearts of the father and son, unforgettable.
…
"Mommy, mommy, your most beloved son is back … did you miss me a lot!"
Thinking that mommy was pregnant with a brother and wouldn't favor one over the other because of gender, the little guy rushed into the living room with even more cheerful footsteps.
He believed his father's words of 'first impressions are the strongest, I like this eldest son more'.
A little thing that wasn't even ten years old, wanting to fight for affection was also a reasonable thing.
"Of course I missed you!"
Xue Luo had been waiting in the living room for a long time. Hearing her son's happy shouts, her entire person became happy.
Hugging and kissing her son, Xue Luo then realized that during the period when her son was away, she had indeed neglected his maternal love.
If she said that she wasn't pregnant with the daughter in her stomach, she was afraid that during this half a month when her son was away, she would not be able to eat or sleep in peace.
But with the daughter in her stomach, the longing was not so intense and unbearable.
Actually a person's energy would always be limited.
Little Lin Nuo kissed his mommy's slightly bigger tummy, silently saying: Little brother Buggy, long time no see!
"Oh right, Nuo Nuo, mommy has prepared a beautiful princess room for your little sister Mi Mi, quickly come and take a look."
Xue Luo was eager to share with her son the fruits of her labor these few days.
When little Lin Nuo saw that the whole room was filled with pink princess rooms, his entire person didn't feel good.
Thinking that Buggy was a little brother, staying in this kind of princess room, how awkward would that be!
"Mommy, what if I gave birth to a little brother?"
Thus, the little guy blurted out.
"…"
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