Chapter 1133

When Feng Xinglang arrived, Lin Nuo's children were nestling in CongGang's arms and had a mouthful of risotto noodles.

"Father? Why are you here? "

When he saw his father Feng Xinglang, the little guy was very glad to see him. Completely ignored his father Feng Xinglang that gloomy handsome face.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer his son's question. Instead, he made a video call with his wife xueluo. And let her see is eating noodles in the baby, to comfort because of the son's leave and anxious woman.

"Cong Gang, what the hell are you doing with my son?"

Maybe Ming knows that his son came to Cong Gang on his own initiative, but Feng Xinglang's tone is deliberately so unfriendly.

The word "you" really expresses Feng Xinglang's dissatisfaction with Cong gang for not a day or two.

Cong Gang is too lazy to answer the harsh and stubborn Feng Xinglang. I didn't even lift my eyelids.

"Father, you misunderstood the caterpillar. I came to him myself

Seeing his father scolding Cong Gang again, the little guy immediately defended Cong gang.

"Why, the last lesson was not serious enough? Do you run around and make your mommy anxious again? "

Feng Xinglang pulled a chair and sat down in front of his son and Cong gang.

The little guy pursed his little mouth, "my son has let the slug take a message to Mommy."

"Feng Linnuo, can't you be a obedient and sensible child? Do you have to be so reckless to make your mommy afraid of you every day? "

Feng Xinglang is educating the disobedient little guy with a cold voice.

The little guy lowered his head and said nothing in silence.

"Why don't you review yourself: it's not because of your complicated social relationship that your son's life has become complicated too?"

Cong Gang's words once again hit the point.

His ability to analyze problems is always so original.

"I'm educating my son. What the hell are you talking about? Are you qualified to butt in here? "

In front of Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang instinctively holds up his master's airs; he always thinks Cong Gang should bow to him.

, it seems that he should have just has the final say, right?

But Cong gang would never have the same opinion with Feng Xinglang on this kind of small right and small wrong.

Especially in front of Lin Nuo's children, Feng Xinglang's face and lining were given enough.

But Cong Gang's point to the point, Feng Xinglang heard it.

"Father, don't be so fierce I really came to him on my own initiative. "

The little one said weakly. I don't think he can listen to his father's scolding Cong gang.

It's embarrassing, OK! He felt embarrassed for the caterpillar.

"Eat now! After eating, go back with my father! "

I can hear that Feng Xinglang's mood is beyond his words.

"Have some, my dear father. The noodles made by caterpillars are delicious. "

Although he was scolded, he was still facing his own father.

"Eat for yourself, my father is not hungry."

At this moment, Feng Xinglang was hungry. These days he has been living a life of hunger and satiety.

A faint stomach ache hit, Feng Xinglang subconsciously pressed his stomach with his hand.

For Feng Xinglang's stomach disease, xueluo has been working hard for him for more than half a year. It's hard to control and improve the man's stomach disease, but he doesn't think that the man once again spoils the woman's labor achievements and fails to live up to the woman's concern.

He saw the sealed box on his desk. It contains a few Brazilian pine nuts.

Feng Xinglang didn't mention it. He brought it to eat.

"I want you to peel more and keep it? Lazy again

Cong Gang raised his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang faintly. Wen Sheng said, "Feng Xinglang, Nuo said that you are very sad because of Yan Bang's death. But I don't want my wife and children to see it. "

Wei Dun, Cong Gang looked around, "there is no outsider here, you can cry like your son! I can lend you a shoulder if you need it! "

After swallowing the last mouthful of Brazilian pine nuts in his mouth, Feng Xinglang just looked at CongGang.

"I'll be sad when you die."

Feng Xinglang looked directly at Cong Gang's eyes and said coldly.

"I don't deserve it!"

Cong Gang said in a low voice, "if one day I have to die, I will choose a way to let you hate me to die!"

Feng Xing Lang Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at Cong Gang, who was always silent. He was a little sad and said, "Cong Gang, I can't see you through more and more! Don't you get tired of playing with me all the time? "

Cong Gang said with a faint smile, "as early as many years ago, I should have died in the streets of Chinatown. If you can squander these extra days, you can squander them. It's not a pity! ""Are you mocking me for saving you?" Feng Xinglang squinted at him.

Cong Gangshen glanced at Feng Xinglang, then turned his head. Silent, no more words.

"Lao Tzu has spared no effort to save you, but also saved you from sin?"

Feng Xinglang is very upset with CongGang's arrogance.

"Feng Xinglang, is Yan Bang still alive so that you can live happily?"

Suddenly, Cong gang jumped over the topic above and asked coldly.

Feng Xinglang slightly moved his lips, "most people are sentimental creatures; they are not like you!"

Shallow call out a mouthful of turbid gas, seal line Lang dynasty that basin elegant gentleman orchid looked in the past.

"In life, I will play many roles: from my son and younger brother when I was young, to my brothers, lovers, husbands, fathers A little longer life, but also when the father-in-law, grandfather This long life, will inevitably encounter all kinds of life and death! The ups and downs of life have to be tasted several times. "

"Maybe it's like having a disease If only it had passed! "

Feng Xinglang did not know whether he was talking to Cong gang or to himself.

But one thing is for sure: this kind of narration can alleviate his depression to some extent!

Linnuo children have been quiet in front of a devout listener. Although he could not fully understand it, he could realize that his father was still sad about the death of dabangbang.

"What's wrong with you When will it be ready? " Cong Gang asked.

Feng Xinglang looked back at Cong gang and said with a dry smile, "why, do you want me to hurry up?"

Cong Gang avoided Feng Xinglang's gaze. "I asked for your son. You're so depressed and drunk every day. They're both worried about you. "

Why does this little boy tell CongGang everything?

Feng Xinglang's eyes fell on his son Linnuo, with a sense of examination and censure.

The little guy immediately lowered his head, not to see his father's angry eyes.

"I can't be completely well unless Yan Bang can survive!"

Originally, Feng Xinglang wanted to say something to comfort his young and self reproaching son, but when he said it, it backfired.