Hetun is still trustworthy.

The next morning, he sent the little guy back to Feng's home.

"The adoptive father is going back to Fort pette for a period of time If you miss your adoptive father, call him. My adoptive father sent a special plane to pick you up. "

He rubbed his chin against the little guy's head. Even if there was only one arm left, Hetun held him tightly.

"How long is a period of time?"

The little guy asked in a tight voice, "by the way, how are eight and twelve

"Two or three months It's estimated that I can go back to Shencheng to spend the new year with you. "

The new year in hetunkou is not the Spring Festival, but new year's day.

"The fifteen is waiting for the adoptive father to come back! It's better to bring old eight and old twelve with them. "

The little guy changed his posture and crawled in Hetun's arms, so that he could better stick to Hetun with only one arm left.

"Adoptive father, when will you grow new arms? I've been looking forward to it for you

As soon as he heard this, he Tun's heart seemed to be pulled up.

"You boy, you can always make your adoptive father love you! I can't stop it

Thinking about what, "by the way, the adoptive father left the fourteenth in Shencheng. If you need anything, just come to Repulse Bay to find him or call him directly. You can tell him to come

Hetun put the note with the telephone number delivered by Xing Shishi in his pocket.

"And who will escort the adoptive father back to Fort Patel?" The little guy asked with concern.

"There are seventeen more of them!"

Hetun patted the little guy on the shoulder and sighed with profound meaning: "the adoptive father can finally give your second brother an explanation!"

The little guy didn't go into the meaning of "confession" in Hetun mouth. As long as Hetun is safe, the little guy will be at ease.

"My father Mommy My son is back. "

Being picked up riot car Linnuo children, happily toward the fengjiayuan ran over.

He Tun is following the little guy. He should want to go into the house to see his son Feng Xinglang.

Xing Shishi followed him with two big bags of packed food.

Feng Xinglang, who never gets up early, is sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Father, so early? Where's my mommy? "

Seeing that his father's face was not right, the little guy immediately changed his mind and asked for Mommy.

"Where have you been? Have you got your father's permission? "

Feng Xinglang glanced at Hetun and began to question the cheerful little guy severely.

"My son told Mommy By the way, where's my mommy? Are you still sleeping? I went upstairs and called her down to eat! The cake made by the adoptive father's chef is delicious

Seeing the situation, the little guy immediately ran upstairs, ignoring his father's powerful eyes.

He Tun and Feng Xinglang were left in the living room, which was cold in an instant.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Hetun is still a little self-conscious.

"Be careful next time. Don't always do what you want! "

Feng Xinglang answered with a slight relief.

"Alan, Dad's going back to Fort Patel for a rest You and fifteen, and xueluo have a good life. When you have time, you can go to see me in Fort pette and let me pick you up by special plane. "

As an audience, Feng Xinglang was embarrassed for Hetun.

Do you have time to see him? How much he can think!

"You're old enough to enjoy your life! Don't fight and kill outside, and make yourself half disabled and half useless. It's a pity to see that! "

It may be more appropriate for Feng Xinglang to express his concern in this way.

"Alan, you don't have to worry about Dad..."

"It's getting late. Go back. It's time for nono to go to school, too. "

When Hetun wanted to say something else, he was stopped by the lukewarm and lukewarm order.

Maybe it's OK to have a chat, but Hetun always regards himself as "Dad" and really doesn't consider Feng Xinglang's feelings.

"Well, I'll go back. Take care of 15 I try to come back to Shencheng to see him in the new year. "

To tell you the truth, this conversation between father and son is embarrassing.

When xueluo chased downstairs, Hetun had already left in the riot car.

"All gone? I haven't had time to say goodbye to Dad. "

I just changed my clothes and left Hetun.

"Lin xueluo, is your father very smooth?" Feng Xinglang gave a light reprimand.

Snow falls to turn head to slightly complain of horizontal seal line Lang one eye, "you don't want to treat River Tun as pro father, but I am willing to treat him as father-in-law! If Hetun hadn't raised our mother and son for five years, maybe my family and I would have been living on the streets! "

"You think my husband is dead!" Feng line Lang Wen reprimanded."What about being alive? In the face of LAN you, you are not protecting! At that time, it's still unknown whether my family will be able to be born safely. "

After complaining, the snow moved towards the packed food.

Compared with the past, we are more willing to embrace the future and enjoy the future.

"Xing Lang, look at this bacon roll It makes my mouth water! "

Xueluo pinched a piece of bacon roll with her finger and put it into fengxinglang's mouth.

"Why, you didn't eat enough last night?"

"Feng Xinglang, you are disgusting!"

He put down the box of sweet potato cake and asked Xuejing to take it with him.

After eating a rich and delicious breakfast, the next play is to escort the crazy fenglinnuo children to school.

"Mommy, it's already eight o'clock. I'm late I'd better go tomorrow! "

When it comes to school, kids have a black line. All kinds of coquetry.

"My son has a stomachache My brain hurts too I don't feel well all over

"No! Fenglinnuo is not easy to use! Mommy is ready for a long day's fight with you today

"Mommy, you are so cruel Did you have your own son? I feel more pitiful than the children I picked up! "

"If it's a child, Mommy won't have to worry about your study! Put your book on your back and get on the bus

"Mommy, you don't love to kiss your son!"

"Yes! This kind of son who always wants to play truant, I don't care if Mommy doesn't love him! "

"Mommy, Feng Tuan did not come back to school It's Friday today, so I'd better go to school next Monday! "

"Take care of yourself first!"

Xueluo can't help but carry the little guy to Basong's car and escort him to school.

"My father Help me

Although Feng Xinglang wanted to protect his wife, he still held back.

……

As soon as Feng Xinglang opened the door of the office, he smelled a breath of dange