Baimo was beaten out of baigongguan by bailaozi with crutches.
Just then, Baimo didn't want to stay, so he was beaten out by the old man!
Yuan Duoduo was stagnant and almost rigid.
[not to mention, I really like shangshuiqiannong! People look beautiful, but also quite gentle! Bean and bud can be said to be treated as one's own! Such a good woman, I Baimo of course want to cherish and cherish again! 】
Bai Mo's words, like a sharp sword, pierced yuan Duoduo's heart!
Yuan Duoduo wanted to cry, but could not cry out!
It's really what I'm most worried about and afraid of. The Lord just gave her something.
Baimo fell in love with the gentle and beautiful shuiqiannong And shuiqiannong also treats Doudou and Yaya as if they were her own.
what a perfect couple!
Yuan Duoduo realized that he really became the redundant third party!
"Duoduo, don't be sad. Baimo is disgusting! If he's half hearted, grandfather will break his leg! "
What's the use of breaking his leg! My heart is gone!
At this moment, Yuan Duoduo began to doubt: has Baimo found true love? Is that the water?
"Duoduo, Grandpa knows you are worried about bean sprouts. Have some dinner first. Later, Grandpa will go to the resort with you to see them!"
Old man Bai patted yuan Duoduo on the shoulder with a sad sigh.
"Don't go to see..."
Yuan Duoduo's sad smile, "there is a thousand thick water, will take good care of bean sprouts!"
That night, Yuan Duoduo almost stayed up all night. She thought a lot, for her two daughters and for herself.
……
Feng Xinglang and his son also participated in Xing er's funeral.
For Xing Er, Feng Xinglang didn't have much impression on him, so there was no comment on him or his likes and dislikes. He took part in Xing er's funeral just because he accompanied his son Feng Linnuo, and also because of Xing er's words before he died.
Hetun had a long silence in front of Xing er's coffin. What he was thinking was not known, but he felt that he had lost an arm, especially old and sad.
Some of Xing Ba, who couldn't support him, was dangling too much. Xing 14 stepped forward to help him.
"Fourteen, send Xing Ba back to rest first."
It was Feng Xinglang who made the noise, and his words have been quite effective in Hetun Yizi. Especially some of his adopted sons.
"I'm fine..."
Xing Ba waved his hand and decided to stay for the last ride.
"Come on, don't hold on! 14、 You send old eight back. "
He Tun, who had been in silence in the eight dynasties of Xing Dynasty, took a look at his back and finally acquiesced in the arrangement of Feng Xinglang.
At the funeral, in addition to Xing Wu, Xing 8 and Xing 12, and Xing 14 and Xing 17, who were one age later, the adopted sons of Hetun also had several new eyes. Among them, Xing Xi is not too strange, but the other three around him, Feng Xinglang, are still the first time to see them. And one of them is about the same age as Xing er
This man should not be the son of Hetun, but he is still respectful to Hetun. It seems that his status is not as high as Xing er. Who would it be? One of Xing er's men?!
In fact, Feng Xinglang came to attend Xing er's funeral with a certain purpose.
He wanted to see how many adopted sons were left in Hetun!
Linnuo children are surprisingly quiet today. Obediently by his father Feng Xinglang's side, quietly looking at his adoptive father Hetun in silence.
Hetun was in silent mourning. Of course, the righteous sons would only accompany him in silent mourning.
Feng Xinglang didn't have any sadness, so he looked at the funeral attendants more.
Coldly, when Feng Xinglang inadvertently turned back, he found that in addition to the group of people around Xing er's coffin, there was another group of people in black standing ten meters away.
Feng Xinglang can find them, and Hetun's adopted sons can find them even more. In other words, the adopted sons of Hetun did not make any noise, which proves that these people should be familiar talents.
Hetun was silent for ten minutes. It seems that time is silent with him.
Then, before the coffin was buried, he turned and walked towards Xiao Shiwu.
"Fifteen, are you tired? Go, my adoptive father will take you back! "
Hetun bent over and lifted the little guy from the ground with one arm.
"No, I'm tired..."
The little guy looked back at the coffin which was slowly lowered. "Second brother has not been buried yet I want to wait a little longer. "
"Don't wait! It's windy here. If you catch a cold, it will hurt your adoptive father! "
He Tun left without looking back. Xing twelve habitually followed.
He Tun and his son left, and Feng Xinglang didn't need to stay. He and Xing Er were just a couple of friends who met by chance. It's very kind of you to come and give him a funeral.After some distance, Hetun slowed down. It should be waiting for Feng Xinglang.
"Alan, the airline has already been applied for. You can take the special plane back to Shencheng tomorrow."
Feng Xinglang didn't answer Hetun's words. He didn't come to Fort pette for the sake of his face. He didn't want to accept any concern from Hetun, which made him familiar with him.
"Fifteen, when you go back, you should listen to your mother's words more: study hard and be a learned pillar!"
Seeing that his son ignored him, Hetun caught his grandson and continued to nag.
"Adoptive father, you are so upset!" The little guy Nuo mouth, "you'd better think more about how to grow your own arm!"
Weidun, the little guy sighed a long time, "if the adoptive father's arm can be as broken as the tail of the little gecko, it can grow out again That's good! You don't have to worry about how you eat, how you dress, how you wear pants And shoelaces and stuff! "
Small as you are, you have a lot to worry about!
"Don't worry, the adoptive father has plenty of people to wait on!" Hetun kisses the kid on the cheek.
"What about the adoptive father? Do you want old twelve to help
“……” This topic is really interesting.
"I can't rest assured of my adoptive father's words during the 10th Five Year Plan period Then take fifteen home to take care of it! How about that? "
Hetun is playing with the little guy on purpose.
The little guy was stunned for a moment, and then he replied smartly, "adoptive father, I still think it would be better for you to stay in Fort pette to keep the wound! The place is big, the scenery is beautiful, there are many people to wait on, and the cooks are good at cooking Anyway, it's a hundred times better than a small and noisy family
"Is it really that good? Would you like to stay and live with your adoptive father He Tun asked.