After the father and son got on the car, Feng Xinglang only realized something when he saw the portable incubator.
He had not fed the little fellow for the entire afternoon. He immediately took out a milk bottle from the incubator and passed it to his son.
"Buggy, are you hungry? Hurry up and have a bite to fill your hunger! Otherwise, your mommy will say that I'm not responsible as your father again! "
He thought that the little thing who had been hungry for the entire afternoon would snatch the milk bottle and gulp it down; he did not expect that the little fellow did not even look at the milk bottle that his father passed to him and started to play with his toy. A robot that had been tossed around until it was broken.
"Not thirsty?"
Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows slightly and then passed over the teeth-grinding biscuits that his wife prepared for his son. "Then have a few biscuits! They're sweet, crispy, nutritious and delicious! "
No matter how much his father Feng Xinglang praised the biscuits, the little fellow did not even look at them.
"If you're not eating, then I'll eat them!"
To show that the biscuits were really delicious, Feng Xinglang purposely pouted and smacked his lips loudly to entice his son to snatch the biscuits.
But the little fellow was still engrossed in playing with his robot, he did not have the mood to care about his father's self-directed act.
"Little brat, are you really not hungry? If you're not hungry, then I'll eat all of them! Don't cry and argue with your father then! "
Feng Xinglang sent the biscuits into his mouth one by one: Firstly, it was to entice the little fellow to snatch the biscuits from him; secondly, he was really a little hungry!
But Feng Buggy still had a look of: Hurry up and eat! But can you not nag when you're eating?!
Unknowingly, Feng Xinglang had eaten all the biscuits that his wife prepared for his son's afternoon meal! There were only about ten to twenty of them, Feng Xinglang sent them into his mouth one by one, before he tasted anything, he had already eaten them all!
He was really a little thirsty after eating, seeing that the little thing was playing with his broken robot without even looking at him, Feng Xinglang subconsciously took a few sips from the milk bottle to quench his thirst; a bottle of milk was only enough for the adult Feng Xinglang to drink three to four mouthfuls.
So, Feng Xinglang finished the teeth-grinding biscuits and milk bottle that his wife prepared for his son in a few mouthfuls.
"Brat, you're the one who said you don't want to eat it! Your biological father has already eaten it all for you. You have nothing to eat now! Go ahead and cry! "
After a few childish words with his unruly youngest son, Feng Xinglang started up the Lexus and roared all the way back to the Feng family.
After the car started, Feng Buchong released the robot in his mouth and turned to look in the direction of the villa. He seemed to have seen something and hummed excitedly.
"Buggy … you brat, only now do you know that you're hungry? That's a really long reaction time … "
Feng Xinglang slowed down and subconsciously turned back to look at his youngest son, Buggy, only to find that the little fellow in the child seat at the back was twisting his body and trying to communicate with something through the rear window. His excited look reflected the gloomy sky outside the window, giving off an indescribable eerie feeling!
The little fellow couldn't have seen something dirty, right?!
Although Feng Xinglang didn't believe in ghosts and gods, his son, Feng Buggy, was still a child …
Feng Xinglang rolled down the window on his left by reflex, only to find that the surroundings were dark and quiet. He could only hear the sound of the car's engine and the occasional cry of some birds in the forest. He then locked the window solemnly.
"Cong Gang, if you f * cking dare to float out and scare my son, I'll make sure you can't even be a ghost!"
After Feng Xinglang scolded harshly, he changed to a gentle tone and started talking to the little fellow.
"Buggy … is called Baba … Mama …"
It's this again! Is there nothing else to talk about?!
But Feng Xinglang's lecture made his youngest son, who was originally babbling in an alien language, quiet down. After smacking his lips a few times, he continued to torture the robot in his hands.
…
"Xinglang, where did you bring Buggy to in the afternoon?"
Maybe because her youngest son still didn't know how to speak, Xue Luo especially doted on the silent little thing.
"Oh, I found a quiet place to teach Buggy to call me daddy … the effect is not bad!"
Feng Xinglang comforted his wife whose heartstrings had been stretched taut these few days. Although his words were a little out of line.
"Ah? Buggy knows how to call daddy? "Xue Luo's eyes instantly lit up in surprise.
"En … I guess he knows how to call! He kept muttering 'daddy daddy' along the way! "
"Buggy, call me daddy again for mommy to hear … Baba …"
"…" Feng Xinglang this fellow really knows how to lie to himself?! When did he open his mouth to call him daddy? Dream on!
Most importantly, he even made this silly woman in front of him so excited that her eyes were filled with tears!
Must expose this fellow's lies! Must expose his stage! The little fellow Buggy just quietly hugged his robot and nibbled on it, as if he was living in his own world. Seeing this, Xue Luo felt a piercing pain in her heart.
"Buggy … why aren't you willing to speak again? Call me daddy okay? Mommy is begging you! "
Looking at the tearful woman, Feng Xinglang immediately went forward and took the silent little fellow from the woman's arms.
"Xue Luo, you must combine education with fun! Our family's Buggy has improved a lot today … take it slow, there's no rush! "
So it was just a guy comforting her. Xue Luo let out a long sigh as her entire person dimmed down.
On the dinner table, no matter how much Xue Luo fed her son, the little fellow kept turning his head to avoid her.
"Xinglang, how much did you feed Buggy in the afternoon? Why is Buggy still full now? "
Xue Luo asked her husband as she lightly touched the little fellow's tummy.
"Eh …" she can't possibly say that all of the Mo Ya biscuits were eaten by him, Feng Xinglang right?!
These few days his wife who was already depressed, it would be strange if she didn't 'domestic abuse' him!
"I didn't feed him much … only a few biscuits!"
Feng Xinglang replied perfunctorily.
Bastard Feng Xinglang, all the biscuits were eaten by you okay? You actually dare to lie with your eyes open!
"But Buggy's tummy is still full!"
Xue Luo lovingly kissed her son's forehead, "Then Buggy go and play first, when you are hungry, mommy will feed you."
"… …"
Feng Xinglang's brows slightly furrowed: This little fellow obviously didn't eat anything for the entire afternoon … how could he be full?
Could it be that … he picked up some unclean things in Cong Gang's haunted house and ate it?!
Then his responsibility and sin would be huge!
The crucial point is that this ten plus month old little thing doesn't know what can be eaten and what can't be eaten! Even if he really ate something dangerous, the little fellow would not open his mouth to speak …
As this concerned the little fellow's safety, Feng Xinglang did not dare to take the risk. He immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and ran over to his son who was crawling on the mat.
Picking up the little fellow and placing him on his long legs, he gently massaged the little fellow's tummy.
"Buggy … does your tummy hurt? If it hurts then nod your head. "
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