When Feng Xinglang returned home, he had already passed the meal.
"Are you all right?"
Waiting for the snow in the living room to meet, "after you finish your dinner, I'd better let bassoon accompany me to the children's hospital."
"No! The doctor has done a careful examination of the small things, only the surface of the skin bumps
Exhausted, he sat down on the sofa in the living room. Seeing his wife's uneasy look, Feng Xinglang added, "you'd better take care of your fengxiaoye first! Tomorrow morning, let's go to see how well we are
The husband says so, snow falls obediently nodded. After all, both husband and son are in a bad mood tonight.
"Then I'll heat you up."
Turning snow, but the man's arm hook in the past, "sit with me! Aunt Ann will be hot
"What's the matter?"
The snow falls to embrace the cheek that the man rubs to come over, "did you fall unharmed, in the heart quite guilty?"
"No The little guy is full of skin! That's a little height, I can't hurt him! "
Feng Xinglang hugged the woman in his arms more tightly, "snow falls, when nono is sick Are you looking forward to my husband and father waiting by your mother and son's side
It's more or less a little bit of guilt, but the deeper guilt is that his son lost five years of fatherly love.
Snow seems to know that her husband is hurt, and then warm smile, "Nuo Nuo was very skinny when he was a child, rarely sick! Even if there is a person who is injured, Xing twelve will take good care of Nuo Nuo! "
Shallow sigh a, "is quite distressed our Nuo Nuo's sensible: injured, he will never take the initiative to tell me this Mommy! He can't bear my tears! Later on, no matter Nuo was injured or our mother and son were locked up in a small dark room, I would not cry! Because only when I am strong, can my son be stronger! "
"I'm really sorry..."
Snow is more tightly held by the man in his arms, listening to the man's hoarse murmur, the corner of his eyes will be red.
"Xing Lang, promise me not to think about the past What we have to do is to look forward to a better future. You love your wife more than you love your son, and I love you more than I love nono
Snow gently patted her husband's shoulder and buried her head in his neck. Feel his breath, smell his taste. How much I love this man
After dinner, Feng Xinglang took a bath in the jacuzzi.
The door of the bathroom was pushed open, and Linnuo children stood by the bathtub in their pajamas.
"What's the matter, son? Why don't you go to bed so late? "
Feng Xinglang put his hand over and gently caressed his son's fat baby face. "Do you want to sleep with your father?"
"Father, I ask you something. You should answer me seriously. You can't lie, OK?"
"Ask! My father promised you not to lie
He picked up Jingjian's upper body from the water and gave him a kiss on the cheek. This kind of intimacy will make the little guy more relaxed.
Because Feng Xinglang can guess what his son will ask him!
"Father, do you really take good care of the caterpillar?"
The little guy stares at his father Feng Xinglang's eyes, "or do you force the caterpillar to let him say that you take good care of him?"
"Of course, my father took good care of the caterpillar! You don't want to think about who the caterpillar is. He will be threatened by his father? "
Feng Xinglang's lines were already thought out when the little guy pushed the door in. Perhaps earlier, when I smoked outside CongGang villa, I had already made a draft.
"But the caterpillar was hurt Maybe I can't beat you? "
It's better to know your father than your son!
Little guy always feel superior, and bad tempered father, will not have so good patience and love to take care of the injured caterpillar!
"Big caterpillars are injured, but that stupid yannava and that worm are much better than your father Even if my father wanted to subdue the caterpillar by force, they would not! So my father can only serve the caterpillars to eat and drink Lazarus
Feng Xinglang used a relaxed and humorous tone to make the conversation between father and son more relaxed and pleasant.
"I believe you!"
The little guy's mouth was flat, and finally he believed his bastard father verbally.
"My dear son, as long as you go to school tomorrow and don't let your mother worry about it, my father promised that he would take you to see the caterpillar this weekend! We can also bring him our own gifts of choice! "
In front of his son, Feng Xinglang is always very patient and has a good temper What gift can I buy? By the way, big caterpillars like it very much... "
Feng Xinglang deliberately lengthened his voice, waiting for his son nono to take his words.
"Come on, what do big caterpillars like?"
As Feng Xinglang expected, the little guy was relieved and asked with interest."Big caterpillar likes orchids very much! On Saturday, we will go to the flower, bird, insect and fish market and choose some beautiful orchids to send to him! When the injured caterpillar sees the beautiful orchids, it will be better soon! "
"Good! That's it! We'll choose orchids to send to the caterpillar early on Saturday morning! Choose your own son! "
A crisis of trust between father and son was solved by Feng Xinglang with his intelligence.
The next morning, after breakfast, the little guy got into the nanny car.
"Don't worry, Mommy, my son will be studying in school today!"
Maybe the little guy's only expectation at this moment is: I hope Saturday will come soon!
Seeing the baby sitter drive away, Xue Luowei stares at her husband, "what lies did you tell your son? How could he have pacified his son? "
"Where is..."
"Feng Xing Lang Nan a, ran over the waist of the wife," even you don't believe in the husband? "
"I believe you! You're a train running guy
Snow also did not ask what, "OK, let's go to the children's hospital to see Xiaowu! Nina must be worried that she didn't sleep well all night! You really are. How can you put a 6-month-old child on the sofa and let him roll around? "
……
In the ward of Chengnan children's hospital.
Yan unharmed children are still sleeping, Nina is sure to stay at his bedside.
Wendy, who was called by Feng Xinglang last night, was sleeping on the bedside.
"Mr. Feng Mrs. Feng... "
Xueluo makes a hissing gesture to stop the polite Nina.
"Sister Nina, how are you doing?"
"The doctor just came and said it was OK. You can leave the hospital early tomorrow morning. "
Feng Xinglang heard Nina's reply, but his eyes fell on the scattered lunch box