This naughty child … actually said that?
It was quite out of Feng Xinglang's expectations.
Did he miss Cong Gang that bastard?
He shouldn't have! But why did the little thing say that? Could it be that in his heart, he, as his biological father, did not mean what he said?
Feng Xinglang wanted to refute. But he felt that in front of this stubborn little fellow, all his excuses were so pale and powerless.
"Biological father, bring little brother Buggy around. Biological son, go upstairs to see the caterpillar's favorite flowers and plants!"
After the little fellow gave his instructions, he ran upstairs.
"Nuo Nuo, slow down."
Feeling that there was nothing to look around in the empty living room, Feng Xinglang slowly followed him upstairs.
Perhaps the not-so-warm environment made Second Young Master Feng uncomfortable. When Feng Xinglang walked upstairs, the little thing in his arms let out two soft cries.
The cries were not loud, but it could resound through the quiet villa.
"What's wrong? My little master … Is there something wrong? "
Feng Xinglang paused and lowered his head to kiss the little fellow. Feeling the warmth of the human body, the originally uncomfortable little thing actually stopped crying and opened its eyes to look around.
Feng Xinglang was not sure if the little thing that was only slightly more than a month old could see anything. But looking at the little fellow's attentive look, it seemed that he could really see something.
His handsome brows slightly furrowed, Feng Xinglang vigilantly looked around.
"Cong Gang, if you're still haunting me, just look for me! Buggy is still young, don't scare him! "
Was he so childish as to talk to a ghost?
"Kacha". The sound should have come from the third floor.
"Nuo Nuo …"
Feng Xinglang hugged the little thing in his arms tightly and walked upstairs quickly.
"Biological father, did you sneak here alone?"
Lin Nuo stopped in front of the flowers and plants, deep in thought.
"Why do you ask?"
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.
"Because some of the flowers and plants … are alive!"
The greenhouse left by Cong Gang was not filled with those delicate orchids; there were also some pots and jars that Feng Xinglang thought were easy to take care of. With just a little water and some nutrient solution, they would be able to grow brilliantly.
In order to serve these delicate orchids well during the winter, Feng Xinglang put in some effort to learn.
However, those that were able to survive were basically the most tenacious species.
"It was my father who threw away all the withering flowers and plants! It would be too eye-catching if I kept it! "
"Father! Why did you throw the caterpillar's things around!! "
The little guy seemed a little angry. "Maybe the flowers you threw away were the caterpillar's favorite!"
"Even if he likes it, so what? He couldn't see it anyway! His biological father has helped him take care of the flowers and plants for such a long time, that's already giving him enough face! "
Seeing his own son care so much about Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang seemed to be somewhat sullen.
"Father, if you don't want to help the caterpillar take care of these flowers, then let your son do it!"
The little guy then frowned, "It's just that my own son's face can't open the door here … Dear father, can you think of a way?"
In fact, there was an intelligent irrigation system installed in the greenhouse. It just needed to be supplemented with some cultivation fluid and medicine regularly.
"Nuo Nuo, look at your biological father!"
Feng Xinglang's face turned solemn. "The caterpillar is no longer here … We just have to remember him in our hearts! There's no need to do these things! These flowers and grasses would wither sooner or later! No life can live forever in this world! "
The little guy pursed his little mouth, as if he was somewhat unwilling to accept his biological father's great principle.
"Let the past be the past!"
Feng Xinglang stroked his son's stubborn little head. "This way, even if the caterpillar is in hell, he can be safe!"
"The caterpillar won't go to hell!" The little guy corrected. "The caterpillar will be in heaven!"
"Hehe."
Feng Xinglang sneered. "How many people's blood has Cong Gang's hands been stained with … and he can still go to heaven?!"
"That's also the blood of bad people! The caterpillar is a good person! "
"Okay, okay, okay, the caterpillar is a good person! He's the best person in the world! "
Feng Xinglang didn't want to continue arguing with his angry son. "Nuo Nuo, it's getting late, we have to bring Brother Buggy home!"
"Buggy, are you hungry?"
When Lin Nuo tiptoed to take a look, he exclaimed in surprise. "Biological father, quickly look, Brother Buggy is looking with his eyes open!"
Perhaps in Lin Nuo's mind: Brother Buggy's days are just eating, drinking, defecating and sleeping! He rarely even cries.
"I think he's feeling unwell!"
Feng Xinglang was a little hurried. "Let's hurry back!"
"But Brother Buggy isn't crying! And … I feel that he likes this place very much! "
Second Young Master Feng's living environment had always been warm and comfortable; suddenly coming to such a shady place, he seemed to like it a little. So he kept looking with his eyes open. He just didn't know what he was looking at and how much he could see.
"It's so gloomy here, let's go back! If Brother Buggy catches a cold and your mommy gets angry, both of us will have to bear the consequences! "
Under Feng Xinglang's coaxing, Lin Nuo reluctantly left Cong Gang's villa.
Just as they walked out of the living room, the little thing in Feng Xinglang's arms hummed twice, like a kind of nostalgia, and also like some kind of feeling of regret for not meeting earlier.
Then Feng Xinglang realized …
"Buggy, if you like it, brother will bring you here again next time!"
Lin Nuo, who got on the car, used both his arms to protect the little thing in the baby basket. "When you grow up a little more, brother will tell you the story of the big caterpillar! The big caterpillar is very powerful … better than Spiderman (Spiderman), Iron Man (Iron Man), they are all very powerful! "
"Feng Lin Nuo, aren't you exaggerating a little too much?
Why don't you try to let the big caterpillar fly? " Feng Xinglang teased his son, who had almost deified Cong Gang.
"Anyway, in my own son's heart: the big caterpillar is the most powerful!" The little thing hummed.
"Anyway, in my son's heart, the big caterpillar is the most powerful!" The little guy snorted.
"That's right … That's why the strongest die the earliest!"
It seemed that as long as it was a topic involving Cong Gang, he would instinctively belittle him. It seemed that as long as it was a topic involving Cong Gang, he would instinctively belittle him.
"Biological father, you're too heartless to talk about the big caterpillar like that!!"
The little thing instantly started arguing with his own father, Feng Xinglang. "The reason why the big caterpillar died early, wasn't it because he saved you!"
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