Father and son are sitting on the children's bed, analyzing the possible choice of Godfather.

Even Fang Yiyan and Shen Liancheng's cannon fodder figures have been discussed!

"My father and my son think that if Mommy can give the bug brother to this person, this person must be a man who makes mommy feel very safe."

"What is particularly safe? That's what your mommy took for granted! Can he feel more secure than my own father? "

Feng Xinglang actually agreed with his son. I also know that my wife is not such a blind woman. I won't be angry with myself about the safety of her and his children. But after the words are spoken, they are not so pleasant.

After all, in front of his husband and father, saying that another man is more secure is not a denial of his husband and father?

But the little guy was silent. It looks like I'm thinking about something.

"Nono, do you think it could be "Twelve?"

The reason for this question is that Feng Xinglang has heard Xing Shier say more than once that he wants to accept worms as his adopted son.

"I'm sure it won't be old twelve! Old twelve, he has the heart of a thief but not the courage of a thief

Linnuo children immediately denied his father's conjecture, "if my adoptive father knows, his skin will be stripped off!"

"Is it possible: it's a default between old 12 and your mommy?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"No way! How can my mommy be so easy to coax! What's more, how can my mother take a fancy to old twelve, who is not reliable in his work

For Xing 12, Linnuo children are directly excluded.

But Feng Xinglang keeps the possibility that Xing Shier Hui is the godfather of his wife and son. After all, Xing 12 had such a motive.

"Well Could it be Zuo Anyan? " Feng Xinglang then asked.

"That's even more impossible! The guy whose surname is left is so low. How can he feel safe? Besides, isn't he still feeding goats in that poor place? "

The little guy thinks that his father should be the worm brother who was too anxious to be lost by mommy. That's why he included Zuo Anyan's loser.

"Dear Dad, I can't think of Who else in Shencheng dares to impersonate wolf with big tail and be the godfather of my son Feng Xinglang

Yan bang? It's long been ruled out. Because at the beginning, Yan Bang held a dagger against his neck and was seen by his wife.

It can't be Baimo's

All of a sudden, Linnuo looked at his father thoughtfully and asked in a low voice:

"father, do you think Mommy will leave his brother in the villa of big caterpillar in Qibei mountain city?"

The little guy's question made Feng Xinglang involuntarily raise his eyebrows. Because he thought about it that way.

“…… But your mommy can't open that door. "

First of all, the door had to be opened before they could enter the villa. It's impossible for a woman to leave her little son out alone.

"That door can't be opened only by my father!" The little guy retorted.

"Do you mean: Cong Gang cheated the corpse?" Feng Xinglang's eyes are cold.

"Maybe it's Weikang who opens the door for mummy and insects? Maybe the caterpillar is still alive? "

This is what the little guy has been looking forward to.

"My dear son, you're really fantastic!"

Feng Xinglang stroked his son's head, then stood up and said, "father, go out. You go to Mommy's room and sleep. It's best to help your father find out the whereabouts of your insect brother. If your mother refuses to tell you, don't embarrass her too much! "

"Father, are you going to the caterpillar? My own son is going too! "

The little guy immediately jumped up from the bed and hung his father's arm.

"Certainly not! My father goes to find my brother. You have to take care of Mommy! Don't worry, my brother didn't find it, and Mommy lost it. Then we father and son are busy again! "

Not only busy, but also quite disturbing. Women's arrogance seems to have risen to a new height.

Although the little guy was not happy, he was obedient and stayed at home. When his father came downstairs, he ran to mummy's room immediately.

But I saw that mommy, who had lost her brother, was falling asleep. There's no fear at all.

Seeing that the second young master has been working all day, now he has to go out in the early morning to find the second son of Feng's family, whom the second wife is so angry that he refuses to tell his whereabouts.

Of course, it is Feng Xinglang, the second young master, who is distressed, while Lin xueluo, the second wife, is the object of his anger.

At the beginning, he went to the Xia family to pick up the second wife. At that time, the second wife was gentle, virtuous, kind and benevolent. Everything was important to the overall situation. Even if she was wronged, she would only be submissive. But what about the second wife now? Willfulness is fast, there is no trace of virtuous virtue.But the second young master dotes on her more and more!

I can't understand the feelings among these young people!

……

The Qibei mountain city in the deep winter in the early morning is not only weird, but also a bit chilly.

Feng Xinglang opens Xing Shishi, who is guarding the door of Feng's house. He drives here alone.

He knew that even Cong Gang, who cheated the corpse, would not like outsiders to step into his territory.

A beam of light, similar to a searchlight, flashed occasionally in the forest, which made the cold night more gloomy and strange.

Feng Xinglang doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but at this moment, driving alone in this deserted ghost place, he is really flustered.

At the thought of his wife, who was so self willed that he refused to tell the whereabouts of his youngest son, Feng Xinglang suffered from all kinds of brain pain.

He also believes that his wife won't put his little son in danger, but as a father, he really can't sleep at ease.

When the sleepiness of the biological clock hit, Feng Xinglang opened the window and let the bone piercing cold wind blow in, stabbing his cheek like a knife, which made him wake up a lot.

"Cong Gang, if you can really cheat a corpse, show yourself and help me get my son back!"

Facing the dark mountain forest and cemetery, Feng Xing roared loudly.

The cold wind froze his words and beat them to pieces, bringing a hoarse wind.

A fierce and irritating cough made Feng Xinglang's steering wheel almost unsteady. Fortunately, he stepped on the brake and slowed down the car a lot. I almost rushed down the hill and got killed by a car.

After brushing open that damned smart door, Feng Xinglang was obviously angry.

Even though Cong gang has been dead for two years, Feng Xinglang is used to getting angry with him.

But this time is not without reason to vent anger, but also to say! "Cong Gang! You're hiding my son, aren't you? "