Chapter 1920
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The little fellow was really afraid of losing him again!
He would never be able to find and see his big caterpillar again!
"I will move back to Qi Bei Shan City to recuperate! You are welcome to visit me at any time! "
For a moment, there was an illusion: Did these words come from Cong Gang himself?
Wasn't he always cold and arrogant, looking like he was the only one who could be defeated?
"Okay! I will definitely visit you! Big caterpillar is the best! Big caterpillar … I love you the most! "
Even though the windows of the Lexus had been rolled up, it could not stop Lin Nuo's sincere confession.
The Lexus was like an arrow released from a bow, quickly rushing out of Yu Long City and speeding toward the Feng family.
"Brat! How dare you collude with Wei Kang to deceive your own father? Do you know how worried I am about you? "
After driving some distance away from Yu Long City, Feng Xinglang began to reprimand and preach.
"But my dear son also did it to save the big caterpillar!"
The little fellow did not realize his mistake. Instead, he felt that what he did was quite clever.
"Then guess … how did your father save the big caterpillar?"
Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger and inexplicable grief in his heart and asked sternly.
The little fellow knelt on the car seat and looked at the injury on his father's shoulder. "Father, it must be very painful for you to be injured, right? My dear son is too willful! Bear with it for now. When we get home, let Grandpa Mo help you bandage it … How about I call Grandpa Mo first and ask him to prepare the medicine box! "
"Sit properly!"
Feng Xinglang roared and stopped Feng Lin Nuo, who was about to make the phone call.
Seeing that his father was really angry, the little fellow sat down obediently. "Dear father, your dear son can't bear to see you get hurt! But Wei Kang said that only you are powerful enough to threaten my adoptive father! So your dear son … your dear son really wants to use himself as a hostage to save the big caterpillar! "
"Then do you want to hear how I threatened your adoptive father?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
"… My dear father used himself as a hostage?" The little fellow glanced at the wound on his father's shoulder and guessed.
"Your dear father held a gun to your adoptive father's head! Then he shot your adoptive father! "
As he said these words, Feng Xinglang's heart ached. He didn't even dare to recall the bloody scene in River Town!
"My … my foster father is injured?"
Only then did the little fellow restrain the cheerful expression on his little face, and his expression became one of shock and solemnity.
"Yes! I shot him in the arm! Blood is flowing! "Feng Xinglang felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"Father! How could you shoot my adoptive father? He … he's your biological father! He's so old … "
The little fellow cried out impatiently, and then tears began to well up in his eyes.
"Wasn't that to save you?!" Feng Xinglang growled in a low voice.
"… I … I want to see foster father!" The little fellow held back his tears.
"Let's talk about it in two days!"
Feng Xinglang's sigh was tinged with slight pain. "Your foster father probably doesn't want to see us father and son right now!"
"Then … can I make a phone call and ask Old Twelve? I'm worried that he's getting old … and he won't be able to hold on for much longer! "
The little girl really felt sorry for her adoptive father Hetun. Because Hetun was not only his foster father, but also his biological grandfather.
"En … go ahead." Feng Xinglang turned his head away.
But no matter how much Lin Nuo called Xing Twelve, he couldn't get through. Xing Shisi and Xing Laowu's phones were also switched off.
"They're not picking up!"
The little fellow sobbed, "Father, can you send me to Shallow Water Bay to see my foster father? I beg you! "
Feng Xinglang's hands that were holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, and he answered with some difficulty: "Go back with father to bandage his wounds first!"
… …
When Xue Luo went downstairs, her eldest son Lin Nuo had gone somewhere again. She only saw her husband half lying on the sofa in his pajamas.
Drinking … red wine early in the morning?
"Xinglang, why are you drinking red wine so early in the morning? It hurts your stomach! "
Although she was only three to four months pregnant, Xue Luo's walking posture was already similar to that of a pregnant woman.
"Come here! Let your husband hug you! "Feng Xinglang beckoned to his gentle and quiet wife.
"What hug? You just want to hug your daughter right? "
Although her mouth said so, Xue Luo still obediently snuggled over, "This child, no matter if it's a boy or a girl, I will raise it as a girl!"
"En! Your husband's thoughts are always the same as my wife's! "
When Feng Xinglang buried his face into his wife's warm embrace, his whole body felt like it was being cooked.
It warmed the deepest part of his soul!
Seeing that her husband was easy to talk to, Xue Luo obediently kissed her husband's forehead and said coquettishly:
"Xinglang, do you have time today to accompany me to see Nannan? That child is so pitiful! "
"Not free!"
But she did not expect that her husband Feng Xinglang would reject her so decisively.
Xue Luo instantly got angry and pushed the man's face away from her embrace, "Annoying! Why are you as cold blooded and heartless as Bai Mo? "
He had just done something even colder and heartless a few hours ago!
"I don't think there's anything to see …"
Feng Xinglang faintly sighed, "We are not doctors, we can't save her! Other than making trouble for ourselves … what other effect can it have? "
"But we can't just ignore it right?" Xue Luo also sighed, "At least it can comfort Jian Mei's heart!"
"Perhaps to Jian Mei, this is a rebirth!"
Feng Xinglang's words are for his wife to hear and also for himself to hear!
"You have never been a mother before, this 10 months pregnancy pain and happiness … you won't understand!" Xue Luo caressed her pregnant belly.
"Oh right Xue Luo, when you are in a good mood, bring Nuo Nuo and Buggy to take a look at River Tun!"
Feng Xinglang suddenly opened his mouth abruptly.
"What's wrong with River Tun? Is it sick? "Xue Luo hurriedly asked.
"En … I think it's some illness!"
Thinking of something, Feng Xinglang rubbed his forehead, "Forget it, you better not go! These few days just accompany your husband to work and supervise your husband to help our third son earn milk powder money! "
Although they might not say much to his wife Xue Luo in River Tun, but Feng Xinglang still does not wish for his pregnant wife to be involved.
Needless worry, needless anger, needless worry, needless anger!
"Xinglang, don't tell me that you quarreled with your father again?"
Xue Luo seemed to have understood something, "He is already so old, occasionally he nags you a few sentences, you just listen, don't blindly quarrel with him! After all he gave you life! "
His wife's last sentence seemed to have touched the weakest chord in Feng Xinglang's heart.
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