There is another point, that is, to know a son is better than a father!
How can Feng Xinglang not know his son Linnuo's insistence on not sharing his father's selfishness with other children!
The struggle to win favor with niece is on almost every day! I just hope he can change his point of view!
Seeing the backward Yan bang, Feng Xinglang asked: "bang, how about raising a dry son for me for a while in your Yulong city?"
Yan Bang frowned and looked at Xing Shiwu, who Feng Xinglang was pulling, "do you say this child?"
"Well." Feng Xinglang hum Ying.
"Ha ha, I haven't got time to raise my own son. Do you think I can still have time to raise a wild child?"
What Yan Bang said is true. His own son Yan unharmed is still in captivity. How can he have the heart to raise the adopted son of Hetun?!
"But If you give me your Nuo boy, I'll be very happy! "
Yan Bang humorously added this sentence. He knows that Nuo boy is Feng Xinglang's flesh and blood. Feng Xinglang is absolutely reluctant to give up.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang seems to have regretted making such a request to Yan bang. Because Yan Bang's heartless answer will only make Xing Shiwu more embarrassed.
"Uncle Feng, I still like to go back to the manor and live with other children!"
These words are not sincere. Because Xing Shiwu knew that he couldn't stay to be Feng Xinglang's son. A fake is a fake. He can't hope for it. In this way, it can be regarded as looking for a step for yourself.
"Oh, uncle Feng instead of father Feng?"
Yan Bang reached over and touched Xing Shiwu's little head. "I tell you: you have a son in your uncle's family who is loved by thousands of people. You don't want to leave him as a son! Nuo boy will destroy you first! "
Although Yan Bang's words sounded harsh, they told an indisputable fact.
Feng Xinglang's heart was clenched, and he held Xing Shiwu tightly in his arms again.
"Fifteen, you should take good care of yourself when your father is not by your side! After a while, dad will find a way to find you! "
The little guy nodded seriously. He didn't know whether Feng Xinglang would come to him, but he was really satisfied that he could give his father a final hug before he left.
The feeling of being hugged by Feng Xinglang's temporary father is really good!
"Oh, father and son are really affectionate. They are reluctant to part!"
Yan Bang raised his eyebrows and splashed cold water: "believe it or not, if there is Nuo boy, you can't hold it for three seconds!"
If Linnuo was really there, let alone three seconds, he would immediately take the fake out of his father's arms!
"Uncle Feng..."
The little guy carefully pushed away Feng Xinglang's arms. Although we are reluctant to give up, we must say goodbye in the end.
"You can call me dad when fenglinnuo is away!"
Feng Xinglang sighed, "brother nono is so selfish. I hope you don't have the same opinion with him."
"Father Feng, take good care of yourself! Love my brother, love your home
The little guy sipped his mouth and said with hesitation and difficulty, "and my adoptive father He really missed you and cared about you! He loves you very much
“…… Dad knows! "
There are some things you don't understand when you are young
"Can 15 really want to see you and my adoptive father are good!"
Feng Xinglang doesn't know how to answer this sensible and kind-hearted child, so he can only embrace him in his arms once again.
Yan Bang "bombed away" them in Hetun, but he left behind the internal injury expert he found for his son.
In the light of the fact that the monks from outside are good at chanting sutras, it's not bad for them to read for Feng Xinglang. After all, hospitals in Shencheng rarely receive patients who have been shot. He also believed that he Tun was devoted to the good of his own son.
……
The river village in the RV is haggard with vicissitudes. Looking at Xing 12, I feel really distressed.
"Adoptive father, don't worry too much No. 1 has said that Feng Xinglang's injury is much better! Later, the doctor who brought him will give you a detailed report on Feng Xinglang's injury. "
He Tun pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly and sighed in a shallow voice: "go to Fengjia and have a look at xueluo and Shiwu."
Xing 14 has not mentioned to Hetun that Lin xueluo was admitted to the hospital to protect the fetus. Now that Lin xueluo has been discharged from hospital and returned to Fengjia, there is no need to worry about his adoptive father Hetun.
He Tun, his adoptive father, said that he would go to Feng's home to visit the real little fifteen, and his fake fifteen was inexplicably nervous.
Xing Shiwu didn't seem to dare to face the arrogant and domineering Feng Linnuo.
Vaguely, I always feel that I have been his father for some time An inexplicable sense of guilt!
Although Xing Shiwu was called to Shencheng to take the place of Lin Nuo. I didn't expect Linnuo to appreciate it at all, but don't blame him, just be angry with him."Fifteen Nono Cough
He Tun's serious injury had not yet healed, and his vitality was very poor. As soon as he began to shout twice, he was choked by a quick cough.
Xing 12 helped Hetun out of the car steadily, and at the same time, instead of Hetun, he called Linnuo children.
"Fifteen Fifteen! Adoptive father and twelve brothers came to see you! Fifteen... "
Xing 12 was habitually called Linnuo 15. Because that's what he called from childhood.
It's inevitable that housekeeper Mo and driver Xiao Hu can't stop them.
Moreover, he Tun had been shut down by his son Feng Xinglang, and Xing Shier was reluctant to let his adoptive father he Tun be turned away again.
"It's my adoptive father and old twelve!"
After hearing Xing 12's call, Linnuo, who is drinking nutrition soup with mummy in the restaurant, immediately climbs down from the chair.
There was no sound of snow. Hetun had already come after her, and she couldn't stop her if she wanted to.
"Adoptive father Adoptive father Your injury is not good, why did you come to see me? If you miss me, let old 14 take me to see you Father, slow down
Linnuo directly helped Hetun into Feng's living room.
After all, Hetun was the young master's grandfather, and housekeeper Mo was not too embarrassed, so he let him into the living room of Fengjia.
"Nono, where's your mother?" He Tun asked panting.
"Mommy drinks nutritious soup in the restaurant Adoptive father, let me help you to sit down on the sofa. "
"If the adoptive father doesn't sit down, take him to see your mother."
As soon as Hetun was about to step, housekeeper Mo stopped him.
Let Hetun into the house, that is to see Hetun is the face of Nono's grandfather; but at this moment, housekeeper Mo blocked Hetun, because he didn't want to let Hetun disturb the second wife who was still in the process of pregnancy protection.
Presumably the second wife didn't want to see the founder of Hetun!
Otherwise, with the gentleness and kindness of the second wife, she would welcome out of the restaurant to meet Hetun.
Housekeeper Mo understands the meaning of the second wife.
"Mr. Xing, stop here! My second wife has just come back from the hospital and is still very weak. Please don't disturb her care. "
Housekeeper Mo's tone was polite, but his attitude was firm.
"What did you say? Snow falls to the hospital to protect the fetus? What's the matter? "
He Tun immediately tensed his voice. He has a nervous body and is more concerned about his son's offspring.
"My second young master was so badly injured My wife felt sorry for my second young master, so she got pregnant. In the hospital did not suffer less! I'm just getting better. It's not convenient to see guests. I hope Mr. Xing will forgive me. "
Housekeeper Mo is a Confucian and wise housekeeper. He reminds Hetun of his "deep sin" in a way of insinuation.
In other words, the second young master and the second wife's suffering is due to you.
In fact, housekeeper Mo also loves the second young master and the second young grandmother. And the second daughter-in-law's family heirs.
He Tun should be aware of it, and then he dropped his eyelids in a moment.
At first, Linnuo didn't notice Xing Shiwu, who was far behind his adoptive father Hetun and Xing Shier. But at this moment, he saw the fake!
How dare this fake come to his house?!
"Hello! Fake, what are you doing in my house?! Are you still pestering my father? Do you want to be shameful! Feng Xinglang is my father! It's my father! You are just a fake! Do you really want to be my father's son? Dream
Little guy is full of hostility to Xing Shiwu.
Perhaps in Linnuo's opinion, the mission of this fake has been completed, and he can return to his training manor for a long time!
What are you doing here?
I must have wanted to pester my father! It must be!
"I didn't I came to see you with my adoptive father. "
Xing Shiwu didn't want to come in and seal his home. But I just heard that my adoptive father Hetun had a bad cough, but I wanted to help him.
"Look at me? I want you a fake to come and see what I'm doing? Get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you again! "
Lin Nuo continued to yell to Xing Shiwu in a fierce voice: "what's more, you think you'll never come to my father again! Or I'll break your leg! Do you hear me? "
"Nono! Don't be so rude
It was the snow that came slowly out of the restaurant that scolded the little guy. She heard her son's hostile repetition of "fakes.".
Snow wants to see the poor child!
The little boy is very white and looks much thinner than his son Linnuo. There is timidity and shame in the eyes.
"Mommy, this fake has come to rob my father! It's disgusting The little guy ran over and hugged the waist of the snow.
"Nono, the adoptive father promised you: this number one will never rob your father!"He Tun comforted his anxious and angry grandson, "he doesn't dare, and he won't!"
"Nono, dear, go and pour your adoptive father a glass of water!"
Xueluo orders his angry son to do something. It should be trying to get rid of the unfriendly little things.
"Mommy, my son will help you sit down on the sofa, and then my son will pour water for my adoptive father."
After the little guy turned and ran to the kitchen, xueluo waved to Xing Shiwu, who was standing far away. "Come here, child. Come to my aunt... "