Little Bug Feng used his chubby little hand to pick up the black-and-white photo and stared at it attentively …
Feng Xinglang almost held his breath!
"Big Bug … Big Bug!"
The little fellow suddenly shouted excitedly at the photo.
Cong Gang in the photo, although he was ten years younger, the outline of his face and facial features did not change much. And his face at that time looked especially 'old' because of the hatred in his heart.
Feng Xinglang almost reflexively flipped Cong Gang's photo, together with the other photos that were flipped over. After messing up the order, Feng Xinglang used his palm to press all the photos that were flipped over.
"Bug, let me play a game with you: find Big Bug in this pile of photos! Okay? "
Feng Xinglang had just moved his palm away when the little fellow immediately half-crawled on the office table and started to flip through the black-and-white photos that were flipped over and disturbed by his bastard father.
After flipping through the third photo, the little fellow immediately picked it up and raised it in front of his father, Feng Xinglang.
"Big Worm … Big Worm!"
Let's play again! "
Three times in a row, Bug Feng could accurately find Cong Gang's photo in the pile of black-and-white photos, and he would shout 'Big Bug' at the photo again and again!
Feng Xinglang fell into an endless silence.
By right, his youngest son, Bug Feng, should not have seen Cong Gang. However, he was able to accurately identify Cong Gang's photo from the pile of black and white photos. This proved at least two things. First, his youngest son knew Cong Gang. Second, Cong Gang was the 'Big Bug' that his youngest son had been muttering about for several months!
In other words, the Big Bug that his youngest son had been talking about was the Godfather of Bug that his wife had been secretive about?!
If Cong Gang was really his youngest son's godfather, then everything could be easily solved! It was not strange that his wife would leave their youngest son to Cong Gang for a night, while she could sleep peacefully!
But the foundation of all this was built on the fact that the dead Cong Gang had come back to life!
Could it be that … Cong Gang had really come back to life?
Cong Gang did not die? He came back to life again? Or was he always alive and had not died at all?!
Feng Xinglang's breathing started to quicken …
Seeing that her father had been thinking hard about something with a conflicted expression, the little girl in her arms began to get impatient.
"Big Worm … Big Worm!"
The little guy grabbed his father's collar with one hand and pointed at the door of the office, gesturing for his father to bring him out to look for Big Worm.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang hugged his youngest son tightly and kissed him several times.
"Buggy … Thank you! Thank you for bringing me such a precious gift! "
The little fellow was not interested in his father's baffling words. More importantly, he didn't really understand it.
The little fellow just kept pointing at the office door with his little finger, indicating for his father to take him out.
…
Wen Qingqing had never met a 'suitor' like Xing Shier.
For the time being, he could be considered a pursuer! It was just that he was so arrogant as if she was going to throw herself at him!
Teacher Wen arrived on time. After exchanging some pleasantries with Lin Xue Luo, he went into the study room to help Feng Linnuo with her homework.
Teacher Wen knew that the little fellow was extraordinarily intelligent and could easily solve the math problems that he usually taught, so he brought a few Olympiad math problems.
As expected, the little guy, who rarely encountered this type of problem, was stumped. He scratched his ears and cheeks.
However, Teacher Wen seemed a little absent-minded. From time to time, he would turn his head to look at the courtyard outside the window. This was because Feng Linnuo's mother said that Xing Shier would be coming today.
"Nuonuo, your brother Xing Shier … What does he do?"
Other than curiosity, there was also a hint of a young girl's yearning for love.
"My godfather's bodyguard!"
Lin Nuo stared at the problem and mumbled.
This was an interesting math problem from Yang Hui's Triangle: The pyramid starts from 1 and goes downwards. Each number is equal to the sum of the two numbers above it. The numbers in each row are symmetrical and gradually increase in size from 1. The number in the first row has 1 item, the number in the second row has 2 items, and so on.
Looking at the interesting pyramids that were stacked up with numbers, Lin Nuo, who thought hard for a while, seemed to have found a pattern …
"Your godfather's bodyguard? Then, then what does your godfather do? "The little teacher asked again.
"My godfather … probably does business!"
Worried that the cute and silly little teacher would continue to ask, the little fellow added, "I'm not too sure what kind of business he does exactly!"
"Then does your godfather really have so many sons?" Teacher Wen knew that Lin Nuo was Xing Shier.
"Yes! He used to have more! But now there are a lot less, only Lao Wu … Lao Twelve … Lao Fourteen … "The little fellow counted with his fingers.
"Then, then what about the other sons?"
Teacher Wen asked nervously. He was a little afraid of hearing a bad result.
The little fellow glanced at the nervous and frightened little teacher, and pursed her lips into a faint smile, pretending to be relaxed. "Let's disband! They must have gone somewhere else! "
The little fellow was still kind in his heart. He didn't want the little teacher to hear those bloody things.
"Oh, so that's how it is … You scared me!" The little teacher heaved a sigh of relief.
Thinking of something, the little teacher who had just calmed down asked curiously, "Nuonuo, your brother Xing Shier … Does he really know how to climb walls? I mean the kind that is very high! "
"Of course! My brother Xing Shier is my godfather's most powerful subordinate! "The little fellow said proudly.
"Then … Then the sixteenth floor … Can he climb it?"
"Not to mention the sixteenth floor, even the World Trade Center in the city center is a piece of cake!"
The little fellow was a little too cocky. He ignored Teacher Wen's endurance.
"Your brother Xing Shier … Does he often do such risky things?"
Teacher Wen looked worried, "What if … What if he falls down?"
"Don't worry, my brother Xing Shier has been specially trained since he was young …" The little fellow suddenly felt that he was too talkative.
"Ah? Your brother Xing Shier has been specially trained since he was young? What kind of special training? Climbing buildings? "
At this moment, Teacher Wen was like a curious baby who had endless questions.
"Just learning how to protect my godfather!" The little fellow put it in a more approachable way.
"Then your brother Xing Shier must have had a hard time when he was young?" Teacher Wen showed pity in his eyes.
"Of course he had a hard time! Fortunately, my godfather loves my brother Xing Shier very much! "
The little fellow squinted at the little teacher who was in a daze, "A child without a mother is so pitiful! Teacher Wen, after you marry my brother Xing Shier, you must treat him well! I'm counting on you! "
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