Half an hour later, the father and son came to a consensus. They climbed onto the bed in the bedroom on the third floor and fell asleep with their heads against each other.
In life, Feng Xinglang was a crude man.
But he still subconsciously grabbed the blanket beside him and sniffed it. After confirming that there was no mildew smell, he covered himself and his youngest son with it.
A careless man would never think about the details of life. After more than a year, the quilt didn't have any mildew or dirt … How good was the ventilation of this villa?!
Of course, it did not exclude the possibility that one of Cong Gang's stupidly loyal subordinates, such as Wei Kang, would come here once in a while to take care of the hygiene issues.
There seemed to be a pair of eyes, as deep as a thousand-year deep pool, staring at Feng Xinglang and his son who were sleeping soundly.
Or perhaps it was as Feng Xinglang said: Cong Gang's ghost had been wandering around this villa and refused to leave!
When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already two hours later.
When he instinctively tightened his arms, he realized that his arms were empty. The little thing was gone again!
"Buggy … Buggy … Where are you? Hurry up and answer your daddy! "
The little fellow's endurance and endurance were obviously not as good as his adult father's. After an hour or so, the little fellow woke up from hunger and got up by himself. He looked at his father who was sleeping soundly and pulled himself out of his father's arms bit by bit.
The little fellow's bare feet stepped on the cold marble floor. It seemed to be attracted by something as it ran straight ahead.
A shadow fluttered the gray-toned curtains, as if something was floating past.
The little fellow immediately ran over and pulled the swaying curtains apart. But he realized that there was nothing behind the curtains.
The little fellow looked around, as if he was trying to catch the direction the shadow ran to. After a few seconds of silence, the little fellow chased in one direction.
The spacious villa was quite huge for a child who was only ten months old. It seemed to have become a maze. In addition, the style and layout were similar. It was very likely that a first-time visitor would be trapped inside.
'Playing hide and seek again?'
The little fellow ran around the entire second floor excitedly. He couldn't see the shadow, but he could always feel its existence.
Most of the time, his judgment would be wrong, but occasionally, he could accurately judge the direction of the shadow's escape.
But the little fellow had not been able to catch the shadow!
It also seemed that the little guy really liked and enjoyed the process of catching people.
The little fellow stopped in front of a tightly shut door.
He seemed to remember that the door should be locked. Because he couldn't push it away every time.
The little fellow sniffed the bridge of his nose, which was so similar to his father's, and a faint scent of food wafted out.
Little Feng Buchong stretched out his two little arms and pushed the door with force: The door was pushed open miraculously!
The environment and layout of the room were quite simple. The storage cabinets were arranged in an L-shape around the wall, and each cabinet was more like a small lockbox. Most of the cabinets were embedded in the wall, and they were probably used to store valuables.
Feng Buchong did not seem to be interested in the safes that might contain a large number of valuables; all his attention was attracted by the food on the short table.
Healthier steamed meatballs with vegetables. The little fellow could directly grab them with his hands, and one bite at a time. It was very convenient for the little fellow to stuff the whole thing into his little mouth. Even the temperature was just right.
Other than vegetables, there were also small pieces of beef and prawns. Nutritious and healthy food for children.
Beside the steamed meatballs, there was half a cup of moisturizing milk. The little fellow would drink a mouthful of milk every time he ate two steamed meatballs.
"Buchong … Buchong … Rascal, where did you run off to again?"
Oh no! It's my crazy biological father! He's here to catch me to practice calling him daddy again?!
"Buchong … I'll count to ten for you to come out! Or else … biological father will be punished according to the family rules! "
Biological father Feng Xinglang's voice was getting closer, so close that he could already hear his footsteps.
"Shh!" Suddenly, a faint warning sound came from a dark corner.
The little fellow immediately looked around alertly, but still did not find the shadow that could speak.
"Buchong … biological father sees you!" Feng Xinglang stopped in front of this door.
He knocked on the door twice, and reached out to push it, only to find that the door was still tightly locked. Feng Xinglang impatiently lifted his leg and kicked it twice.
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In his memory, this door was always locked. He did not know what treasures Cong Gang had hidden inside. There were not many locked doors, and there were a total of three doors in the entire villa. This was one of them.
Even Cong Gang's most treasured flowers and plants were not locked … What treasures were hidden in these three locked doors!
The little fellow grabbed the last two steamed meatballs left on the plate, and immediately ran to the corner to hide.
There were about seven or eight steamed meatballs on the plate, and he was just full after eating all of them.
After eating the steamed meatballs, the little fellow quietly looked at the door that was knocked on by his biological father. He thought that his biological father would rush in to catch him, but he did not expect that his biological father could not open the door.
After another two or three minutes, his biological father Feng Xinglang's voice was getting further and further away. He should have gone upstairs.
With a slight click, the door actually opened by itself, leaving a small gap.
The little fellow hesitated for a few seconds, but still ran towards the door that he had opened. The moment he went out, the little fellow looked back, as if he was trying to determine whether the shadow had left the room.
The little fellow completely ignored his biological father Feng Xinglang's voice. His goal was to find that floating shadow!
It must be something very interesting!
In addition to being anxious and worried, Feng Xinglang was also a little sullen. He did not expect that he would not be able to make his youngest son open his golden mouth and call him 'Dad', but he had left the little one in this villa.
Feng Xinglang's strength was to vent his anger on others.
Even Cong Gang, who was already dead, was not spared!
"Cong Gang, you damn thing, you built such a broken house to hide my son. Be careful, I will burn down your haunted house!"
If he really angered Feng Xinglang, he could really do something bad like burning down the house.
"Clang!" A crisp sound came from the second floor.
It sounded like something had fallen on the marble floor.
Feng Xinglang immediately sprinted down from the second floor, looking for the sound. At the corner of the second floor, Feng Xinglang successfully caught Feng Buchong, who was trying to escape.
"Little brat, your biological father has caught you this time!"
Feng Xinglang angrily scooped the little fellow up from the ground.
It's all that damned voice's fault that led this crazy guy here to discover me! '
Actually, Feng Buchong was also confused at this moment!
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