Chapter 766: Just stay

But this trip by Feng Lixin's family is bound to be smooth sailing!

These days of tiring and exhausting physical and mental exhaustion, the snow fell in Hetun's Repulse Bay and slept hard all day long.

In the morning, Lin Nuo can still accompany her mum and hang in her arms for fun;

But in the afternoon, the little guy after the nap was so boring that the little P-shares were sharp, and he took a sip on the cheeks of the sleeping mom, and then walked out of the room creptly, intending to find the old twelve. Come back to the room in a little while.

Unfortunately, the old twelve was absent, and in the living room sat Heyi, the righteous father of tea.

There is also a fourth old man who just stays.

The one with the least fun!

"Old fourth, what about old twelve?"

The children of Lin Nuo still refused to forgive Hetun, so he refused to talk to Hetun, and only asked the fourth son of Xing.

The fourth son of Xing Xing understood a small amount of simple Chinese, but he didn't speak much.

"Exit ... exit!" Stomp the stakes.

"Where did you go?"

Xing fourth is just shaking his head. I don't know if he didn't understand the little guy's words, or if he really didn't know where Xing Shiren went.

"I asked Old Twelve to investigate something. I should be back before dinner!"

He Tun lost his self-cultivation Kung Fu Tea, straightened up and walked to Xiaoshi Fang, bowing and holding up the little guy; the little guy just shrugged away.

"Still angry with your righteous father?"

Would the old and slick Hetun be difficult to get by a spoiled little thing?

"No more hugs for Yiyi, Yifu will not let the cook cook dinner for your mummy! Hungry your mummy, can you bear it?"

Of course not willing! The little boy choked his small mouth, and finally chose to be able to bend and stretch for his own dear mommy, and fortunately let Hetun hold himself in his arms.

"You little thing ... why are you so stingy? It's exactly the same as your **** dear."

Hetun patted the sullen little guy in his arms, and he spoke softly to himself.

"Fifteen, the righteous father wants to discuss something with you ..."

Lovingly gazing at the little fellow's face that looked like Feng Xinglang, Hetun gently stroked with his slightly rough fingers.

"Father, you say it, fifteen, listen. As long as you don't kill my mommy, hungry my mommy!"

"Haha ... you are filial!"

He Tun sighed, "When will your dad have such filial piety ... Just fine! The righteous father can't expect it ..."

After the sorrow, Hetun returned to his heart and asked, "Fifteen, do you also think that your righteous father is old?"

"Okay! Just a little bit old!"

To please Hetun, the little guy has already been trained to be innocent.

"Haha," He Tun hugged the little thing in his arms, and scratched his tender cheek with a beard.

"In fact, Yifu's age is enough to be your grandpa! Fifteen, otherwise you would call me grandpa?"

Hetun tentatively corrected the messy grandson relationship.

But how could the little guy's reaction be so fierce:

He jumped up from Hetun's arms and stared at his bright eyes with dissatisfaction. "No!"

"Why, why?" Hetun twisted inwardly.

"If I call your grandpa, but the old twelve still call your righteous father, wouldn't the old twelve climb to my head? I won't do it!"

In fact, the little guy just didn't want to drop his seniority!

"Ha ha ha ha ... you little figure!"

He Tun kissed Xiao Xiao's cheek again, full of affection.

When Xue Luo woke up, he heard the hearty laughter of Hetun, and the almost nonsensical discussion between the grandparents.

I think it is necessary to correct the relationship between the three generations and grandchildren, and it is not clear in one or two sentences.

Before dinner, Xing XII and Xing Lao Si returned.

After Xing Twelve whispered in Hetun's ears, Hetun had a grimace with a smile on his face, and suddenly became cold.

"This old seventh is so courageous! I took her as my ear and told me it was a breeze? Did these messy photos stain my family? Is she tired?"

Hetun hissed. With each sentence, the scar at the end of the eye moved upwards, and it was extremely harsh.

"Father, who is Lao Qi? Why have I never heard of it?"

The little guy asked curiously.

"You don't need to know who she is! Because this person is about to disappear from this world!"

Hetun is suffocating. He couldn't tolerate Yan Bang, and even more intolerant Lan Youyou.

"Go and bring me the old seventh!"

"At this point, she and Feng Lixin were already on their way to the airport!"

"Go to the airport?"

"Yes! It was Feng Xinglang who rescued Lao Qi from Yanlong's Imperial City."

"Alang saved Lao Qi? Is he in love with Lao Qi?"

"I don't think it's all! After all, Lao Qi is Feng Lixin's wife, which is Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law!"

"Old twelve, is the old seven you said, isn't it the mother of Fengtuan? Is that big witch Lan Youyou?"

The little guy finally understood.

Xing Twelve was silent. He waited for Hetun to explain to the little guy.

"Before, now it is not!"

He Tun gave a stern cry, "Twelve, bring your fourth and fifth child and block her! Act cleanly, lest night dreams grow!"

"Good!" Xing Twelve retreated.

"and many more!"

He Tun stopped Xing Shierzhuang who retreated and left, "Try to let Feng Lixin do his best! After all, he saved Allang!"

Hetun is fierce, but he also has clear grudges.

"it is good!"

******

Xue Luo quietly listened to Hetun's deployment.

In the past few days, she has been thinking about a question: should you tell Hetun what Lan Youyo is doing!

Xueluo knew clearly: If Hetun knew that someone had used a sneak shot to desecrate his own son, Feng Xinglang, then this person would surely die!

With Hetun's anger and his desperate desire to atone for Feng Xinglang, he will not allow anyone to hurt his own son and grandson!

Xue Luo has been thinking about whether to use Lan's hand to solve Lan Youyou ...

But in the end she was caught in her own kindness!

Now that Hetun has investigated the truth of the matter himself, Xue Luo can be regarded as loosening the nerves that have been tight and tangled.

What Lan Youyou has done in the past five years is enough for her own fault.

But vaguely, Xue Luo felt uneasy again: subconsciously, she felt that Hetun didn't think it was easy to get rid of Lan Youyou.

Because in the meantime, there was also a Fengxinglang!

Unless, Feng Xinglang will not make a shot this time ...