From the bottom of her heart, Xue Luo quite liked Feng Tuantuan, this little clingy person.
Especially after the little cutie helped her comb her hair and put on makeup, Xue Luo's strong desire to give birth to a daughter to be her little cotton-padded jacket!
Looking at a 4-year-old child whimpering and being wronged, Xue Luo indeed felt a little bad.
But when she saw her husband, Feng Xinglang, holding the little thing in his arms, she felt a little jealous.
Oh my god, I'm actually haggling over every little thing with a 4-year-old child, and I'm even worried about personal gains and losses?
That's enough!
At that time, the driver, Xiao Hu, who was pushing the wheelchair, was still in a state of shock from the gloomy graveyard.
Whether it was the public display of affection or the battle of wits, he almost had no time to care.
He was immersed in his world of fear, and forgot to push the wheelchair back to the villa; instead, he let Second Master Feng Xinglang handle this thorny sister-in-law relationship in his own way in the courtyard.
This time, it really became a sister-in-law expressing goodwill to her brother-in-law!
And she even used Feng Tuantuan, this innocent medium!
Feng Tuantuan used her tender little hand to take out a mango pie from the box and fed it to her uncle Feng Xinglang's mouth.
Perhaps he was really hungry, or perhaps he just wanted to tease his niece who was crying just now, Feng Xinglang bit off more than half of the apple pie, and almost bit Tuantuan's chubby little hand.
"Uncle, you bit Tuantuan's hand."
The little cutie giggled happily. She hurriedly pulled her finger out of Feng Xinglang's mouth.
Feng Xinglang slowly chewed the mango pie in his mouth, and his expression became slightly serious.
"What's wrong, uncle? Is the mango pie not delicious? "
Tuantuan asked a little nervously. She really hoped that her uncle would like to eat the mango pie that her mother had learned to make for a day.
"Yes."
Feng Xinglang humphed, "Indeed, it's not to your uncle's taste! Uncle still likes to eat the mango pie that your aunt made for me! "
Why did such an answer sound so pretentious?
"But Tuantuan thinks that mommy's mango pie is delicious?"
The little fellow had already tasted it before sending it to his uncle, Feng Xinglang.
"Tuan Tuan thinks it's delicious because the mango pie is filled with your mommy's love for you. Similarly, Uncle and Dad think the mango pie made by Aunt is delicious because the mango pie is filled with her deep love for Uncle and Dad! That's why Uncle only likes to eat the mango pie made by Aunt and Uncle! "
Feng Xinglang's explanation was filled with philosophical elements that the little cutie could not understand.
Cutie, who did not really understand, could only nod in confusion.
"Anyway, my biological father doesn't like to eat anything your mommy makes! He only likes to eat my mommy's cooking! It's that simple! "
Little friend Lin Nuo made his final simple and crude statement.
Compared to his uncle's tactful philosophical answer, Brother Nono's crude and direct reason was more understandable to Tuan Tuan.
Before the little cutie's tears fell, Feng Xinglang kissed her delicate face.
"Tuan Tuan, be good. Don't give uncle any food in the future. Your Aunt and Uncle will take good care of uncle! "
After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang used his finger to wipe away the little cutie's tears, "But Uncle really hopes that Tuan Tuan can come to see uncle and Aunt often! And your Brother Nono! "
Being allowed to see him by his uncle, the little cutie finally stopped crying and nodded her head.
"Then the next time Tuan Tuan comes, you won't bring any food, okay?"
"Tuan Tuan is so good!"
Feng Xinglang kissed the little cutie's tear-stained face again, "Uncle loves you!"
"Tuan Tuan loves Uncle too!"
The little cutie hooked her arms around Feng Xinglang's neck and kissed him back.
"The wind is strong outside. Tuan Tuan, quickly go home and sleep! Don't catch a cold, Uncle's heart will ache. "
Feng Xinglang placed the clingy little thing in his arms back onto the ground.
"Good night, Uncle, Aunt, Brother Nono."
The little cutie waved her hands and reluctantly ran back to her own villa.
*****
Back in the warm living room of the villa, Xue Luo's mood was still heavy.
The grudges between the adults, but they had to make things difficult for an innocent child to be the intermediary?
Although her husband Feng Xinglang coldly rejected Lan Youyou's goodwill, Xue Luo also realized that such a rejection would more or less hurt the innocent.
In the past, Feng Xinglang doted on Feng Tuan Tuan so much!
Or maybe he also doted on the little thing now, but he suppressed this kind of doting in the depths of his heart.
Because he had to consider his wife and child's feelings!
Actually Xue Luo hoped that Feng Xinglang could openly dote on Feng Tuan Tuan! But with Lan Youyou as his biological mother, his wanton doting would only make people think too much! Presumably, the one who was suppressed was not only her, Xue Luo!
"Uh …"
All of a sudden, Feng Xinglang let out a muffled groan and clutched his stomach in pain.
"Xinglang, what's wrong? Where are you feeling uncomfortable? "
Xue Luo immediately rushed over and squatted beside the man's wheelchair and asked anxiously.
"My stomach hurts … I think … I think I'm poisoned!"
Feng Xinglang stuttered and spoke with some difficulty.
"Poisoned? Don't … don't tell me there's a problem with the mango pie? "
Xue Luo asked in panic.
"Ah! The big witch actually poisoned the mango pie? She's really too hateful! "
Lin Nuo immediately rushed over and shook his biological father Feng Xinglang's body, "Biological father, don't die! I'll send you to the hospital now! "
"Hahahaha …"
Suddenly Feng Xinglang who had been holding his stomach laughed out loud, "I'm just teasing you guys! Biological father is totally fine! "
"Feng Xinglang! You're too much! Is there anyone who scares his own wife and child like this? "
Seeing that the man was fine and only teasing her, the woman was angry yet happy and tears started to flow out.
"Seeing you so depressed, hubby only wanted to tease you!"
The man picked up Xue Luo's hand and gave it a peck on his lips, "I especially like to see your anxious hubby! But I can't bear to see you sad and impatient! "
"Annoying!"
Xue Luo punched the man's chest and rubbed her tears and snot on his shoulder. She then left the man on the wheelchair and went to help the auntie to set the table.
Lin Nuo silently looked at his biological father Feng Xinglang.
His clear eyes slightly squinted, as if he was looking at an alien staring at his bastard biological father.
"Biological son, do you have any opinion towards your biological father?"
Feng Xinglang felt that his son Lin Nuo's gaze on him was a little sharp.
"Feng Xinglang, you're so good at making girls happy … wouldn't there be a lot of girls who like you?"
"Hmm …" Feng Xinglang proudly humphed, "Your biological father's charm is incomparable!"
"Since you're so popular with girls, why did you marry my mommy that silly woman?"
The little fellow's topic of conversation abruptly changed abruptly.
"Good son, look at what you're saying … aren't you afraid that your biological mother will be unhappy? Like 'silly' this kind of adjective, is it something that can be used on your biological mother? "
Feng Xinglang gently reprimanded his son for speaking without thinking.
"I only think: A bad bastard like you should marry Lan You that kind of big witch! And not my poor silly mommy! "
The little fellow's words tonight sounded really … profound!
It felt that he was just talking nonsense, speaking without thinking; but if you carefully think about it, you can feel that it seems to be the case.
Towards the conversation between the father and son, Xue Luo who was setting the table has been carefully listening.
Even his son Lin Nuo could see that: Feng Xinglang should marry a strong woman as his wife, and not a woman like her, who was kind to put it nicely, but stupid to put it bluntly!
"Good son, then your biological father will ask you: Do you like your silly mommy or the big witch?"
"Of course I only like my own mommy!"
"What your biological father means is: Do you like your biological mommy to be silly or bad?"
"…" The little fellow tilted his head and thought for a while, "My biological mommy, no matter if she is silly or bad, I will like it all!"
"Then that's it! The woman that your biological father likes, no matter if she is silly or bad, your biological father will like her all the same! "
This answer doesn't seem to be the point at all!
But Lin Nuo who was confused by his biological father Feng Xinglang already believed that his biological father really loved his biological mommy!
"Nuo Nuo, go wash your hands. Then push your biological father over for dinner. "
Xue Luo's gentle and loving voice warmed the whole villa's living room.
There is a home, there is love, there is a good wife, there is a loving son …
*****
For a whole three days, whether it was Master Bai or Bai Mo, neither came to disturb Yuan Duoduo.
Yuan Duoduo was still a little disappointed.
She wanted to call Housekeeper Bai and ask about Master Bai's physical condition, but Yuan Duoduo resisted.
Bai Residence was not Yuan Duoduo's home after all.
And Master Bai would also receive more considerate care from others.
It wasn't like the world would stop spinning without her, Yuan Duoduo! When Master Bai got used to being taken care of by others, it would be fine!
But every time it was quiet, Yuan Duoduo's heart would still hurt like a needle.
This was a luxurious confinement center, very close to the maternity and child care center; the suites were all booked until the beginning of next year. Almost from the beginning of pregnancy to the baby's first birthday, there was a comprehensive one-stop service.
The yoga class for pregnant women in the confinement center was quite handy, and it brought Yuan Duoduo a considerable income of three hundred yuan every day. And the director said that when Yuan Duoduo gave birth, they could provide free services for her.
This was equivalent to solving Yuan Duoduo's worries. She had been worried about what to do during her confinement period.
Of course, she also thought of a solution, which was to return to the welfare institute.
When Yuan Duoduo came back from the confinement center, it was about six o 'clock in the evening. Compared to the dance training center, this was considered very early.
She was carrying the tomatoes and fresh milk that she had just bought from the supermarket, as well as two big chicken legs.
Just as she got out of the elevator, she saw Bai Mo leaning against her house's anti-theft door.
"Why, are you playing hard to get?"
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