Chapter 1061

Obviously, Feng Xinglang didn't want tea.

Especially facing Hetun.

However, if Hetun really wanted to hide the little guy, he could not find the huge Fort Patel.

Feng Xinglang's heart was heavy when he revisited his hometown.

A biological father almost killed his own son in his territory.

The one who saved his life was his wife, Lin xueluo, who had been ashamed of him for more than five years!

Women can survive all the way, but also raised his son, the hardships of which, perhaps only in this moment personally, will have a deeper understanding.

And what kind of indomitable belief supports women's dedication and dedication regardless of return?!

Feng Xinglang knew that the woman missed her son, so it also drove him to speed up the pace of coming to paterburg. Even if he didn't want to see the man in front of him, he still came. Originally, he wanted to continue to "neglect and neglect" the wayward little things for a few days, but he could not bear his woman's strong yearning for his son.

Therefore, this time I came here, I felt a bit of "compromise".

For his women and for his own children! These two people deserve to be wronged!

Feng Xinglang sat down, picked up the tea and took a sip.

The gentleness of Feng Xinglang makes Hetun feel more gratified.

It seems that I have seen the light of hope that I will fight with my son.

"Alan, fifteen said you like mango shortcake. I specially asked the cook to make more."

Hetun pushed the bamboo basket on the table to Feng Xinglang's hand, "just baked, you try it."

Unexpectedly, Feng Xinglang didn't refuse Hetun's kindness. He took a piece of it and threw it aside. He looked around him warily.

It's almost a reflex. Bassoon grabs it quickly, and the poor pastry is crushed in an instant.

BA Songwei was embarrassed. I didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would give him food.

"If you don't eat it, why crush it? What a waste

It sounds that Feng Xinglang seems to have nothing to say.

Or, he's just killing time, waiting for Hetun to hand in his son Linnuo.

He can break through. Surely Hetun would not stop him from turning the inside of Fort Patel upside down.

But he didn't!

Because he wanted his son to see a loving father.

Have endless fatherly and maternal love, to be a healthy and happy child.

Feng Xinglang repressed his anger and discontent, waiting patiently for his son to appear.

It's just a shower. It shouldn't be long.

But the tree wants to be quiet, the wind is not enough.

"Alan, last Friday was your mother's memorial day. Twenty six years have passed. You should have been eight or nine years old at that time... "

Along with the river village's fragmentary chanting, Feng Xinglang's handsome face began to go down slowly. There seemed to be an invisible layer of frost that enveloped him.

He can't get out himself; no one else can get in.

"I'm really sorry, Alan. I was blinded by hatred, which made your mother and son suffer. Not to mention, it was almost I could have killed myself

"Alan, I don't want you to forgive me in my life. Dad doesn't have this face either... "

The more he Tun talks about it, the more emotional he is. The more he talks about it, the more devoted he is. He has begun to call himself "Dad.".

"Alan, dad just wants you to be happy and happy. Then Dad has nothing to ask for in his life! "

He Tun's "confession" has become more and more sensational.

Seeing this, he came to embrace his son Feng Xinglang, and then the father and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Feng Xinglang's facial muscles trembled stiffly; some emotion he had been suppressing seemed to burst out in the next second.

Scold the river village angrily?

Or hit him like a tooth for a tooth?

Can not vent the injury and humiliation he has been!

Feng Xinglang's chest fluctuated greatly, because the hatred accumulated there seemed to start a prairie fire again.

But it's a different story.

"Let bygones be bygones! What about nono? Should we have a bath? "

Feng Xinglang said calmly. At least on the surface.

"I'm glad you think so, Dad! Your broad mindedness really makes my father blush. "

He Tun seems to have been taken seriously and repented all the time.

"It's been a long time. Why hasn't nono come out yet?"

"Twelve, go and see if fifteen is ready?"

Under Feng Xinglang's reminding again, he Tun asked Xing 1211 with an affectation.I don't know if Hetun can see that his son Feng Xinglang's mind is not in the same picture with him. He was full of heart and mind, only his own son, fenglinnuo.

"Adoptive father, as soon as the 15th younger brother is washed, he should come out immediately. Tonight, your grandparents and grandchildren will be together for three generations. I think you can run faster than anyone else. "

With the extremely unfriendly Basong in his presence, Xing 12 certainly kept close to Hetun.

"Xing 12, if your adoptive father wants you to go, why do you linger? Don't you look down on your adoptive father? "

Feng Xinglang's anti choking made Xing 12 have no way back.

"Twelve, go to urge your brother fifteen. There's old nine here. "

He Tun follows his son Feng Xinglang's meaning and urges Xing twelve around him.

Lao Jiu?

Isn't Xing Laojiu cut off an arm by CongGang and then disposed by Hetun?

Feng Xinglang subconsciously looks at the man in Tang suit behind Hetun: he has a western face, but he deliberately dresses himself up to be Chinese! It's a little nondescript.

Looking at this guy's healthy limbs, it should not be the old Xing Jiu at the beginning;

has Hetun taken on a new adopted son?

Is it necessary to collect so many people who are going to the earth?

He Tun winked at Xing 12, who then turned and left. I didn't forget to stare at bassoon.

The Tangzhuang people behind Hetun immediately stepped forward two steps to keep a relatively close distance with Hetun.

"Ah long, you and fifteen will have a good rest here tonight, and go to your mother's grave tomorrow morning. It's just that the snow didn't come. It's a pity. "

Feng Xinglang didn't answer Hetun. The clenched hand creaks.

"Why don't you stay here for a few more days, and I'll ask Lao Ba to escort the snow down, so that our family can have a good reunion."

I have to say that the more I think about the river village, the more beautiful it is.

Do you really think your son Feng Xinglang forgives him? And then the whole family had fun?

He can really think!

How dare you think!

Feng Xinglang didn't want to say anything. Just deep eyes, staring at the tea.

Amber tea retains the clarity of water and the purity of tea.

In Hetun's eyes, he thought it was his son's default.

"William, make another cup of hot tea for Alan."

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because of his daughter-in-law Lin xueluo and grandson 15's love for Xing 14, he Tun finally left his heart for the seriously injured Xing 14.

Under the advanced medical treatment, and because of his youth, Xing Shi recovered quickly. Already can accompany small 15 to do a little bit of simple eat, drink and play.

Because of his "cousin" status and Lin Nuo's children's stay in Pittsburgh these days, Xing Shishi will not be abandoned, but will be taken good care of.

Not every adopted son who is seriously injured can get such kind care!

Lin Nuo did not know that his father Feng Xinglang would come today. Has been depressed in such a large indoor swimming pool fluttering.

And the little guy has been swimming, as well as a singing gray dolphin. That's the pet that Hetun just found for Xiaodong.

Xing 12 watched for a while on the bank, and then appeared after hearing the instruction from his adoptive father, Hetun, "why haven't you come yet?".

"Fifteen, your bastard's father is here."

With this saying, the little thing that sank in the swimming pool immediately bubbled out of the water.

"Old twelve, you lied to me again!"

Why use "you"? It's all because of the last time Xing 12 was annoyed by little things.

"Your father is waiting in the living room! Believe it or not

After Xing 12 left this sentence, he walked away. He could not rest assured of that bassoon.

The little guy was stunned for a few seconds, and then in the spirit of "I'd rather believe it", he quickly jumped out of the water and climbed ashore.

"Fifteen, dry yourself first."

Xing Shi, who was also wearing a spinal fixation device, immediately ran after him with a bath towel.

But did not catch up with a missing father's heart!

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, I won't forgive you for not coming this time!"

"Those who cheat children are bad guys!"

The little guy grumbled and ran all the way.

"Nono Nono

Feng Xinglang chased after his son's voice.

It's really an asshole's father!

Wheezing little guy, when he saw his father Feng Xinglang running towards him, he was stunned.

Feng Xinglang picked up the topless little guy from the ground, hugged him tightly and kissed him disorderly.

"Nono My dear son, my father is here! Come and get you home! "It wasn't until he felt the real embrace of his father that he believed that all this was true.

"Feng Xinglang, why did you come here?! You don't want my own son? "

The little guy was wronged and hummed. His big watery eyes blinked a few times, and tears rolled out.

"Why, you are more precious than your father's life!"

Feng Xinglang kisses his son's face again and again. He kisses and rubs again and again.

Looking at the father and son hugging each other, he Tun's heart can be described as mixed.

He can feel his son Xing Lang's deep love for his grandson, and he is also guilty of not being able to give his son such fatherly love.

It's not so much a trap designed and framed by others, but rather a paranoid and manic love.

But before he Tun was generous, the painting style changed suddenly.

Feng Xinglang took off his coat and wrapped his son Feng Linnuo tightly in it. Then, without looking back, he walked towards the door of the living room.

"Bassoon, let's go! Who's going to stop it? "