Chapter 982: Worse than anyone

But Yan Bang did not deeply understand Feng Xinglang's good intentions.

He would only think that: Feng Xinglang barred him in the detention center, so it was convenient to talk to Cong Gang, or to do sneaky things with his dad Hetun!

In Yan Bang's view, Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang must have secretly colluded in secret.

The Chinese herbal patch on the injured leg is enough to illustrate this point!

It's impossible to say what Feng Xinglang said: it was applied without his knowledge!

Is it possible to apply a medicine, but also to stun the person?

However, after receiving a rumor from the Jian team, Feng Xinglang will come to see the detention center tonight, and Yan Bang is quiet.

He had to listen to Feng Xinglang explain to him in person!

At about six o'clock in the evening, before rushing back to Feng's home, Feng Xinglang asked Xiao Hu to go to the detention center in a large circle.

Feng Xinglang did not get out of the car and went directly to Yan Bang. Instead, he asked Xiao Hu to hand over a cell phone to Jane and let him transfer it to Yan Bang.

For a long time, waiting for a brick-like phone, Yan Bang's anger was obvious.

When he just wanted to smash the cell phone and got up to force out, the cell phone raised was ringing.

Yan Bang glanced at it, and took it.

It seems that he has been angry with Feng Xinglang!

"Listen to Jane, you're dry again? It's hot, be careful, don't set yourself on fire!"

Feng Xinglang's ridicule came from the mobile phone.

Perhaps Feng Xinglang is not less irritable than Yan Bang, but he is accustomed to self-regulation.

"It's a bit dry! I want to kill someone!"

Yan Bang lowered his voice and hissed, "Feng Xinglang, you wouldn't let people get me out, would I hinder you?"

"I want the waves to come ..."

Feng Xinglang sighed, "It's a pity that I have more heart than strength! My legs are still alive!"

"If you want to wave, even if all three legs are disabled, you can still splash!"

Yan Bang reminded Feng Xinglang fiercely, "Feng Xinglang, I want to go out, you can't stop me!"

"Yan Bang, in just a few days, can you be a little calm and restless? I laboriously got you back from the provincial office, and even found the dead ghost for you, the purpose is to let you get away! Give Chen Bureau a step down, will you succeed? My President Yan Da? "

Feng Xinglang sternly analyzed his pros and cons with Yan Bang.

"So hard for you?"

Yan Bang raised his voice, "When did I become your chief executive? Or else, would you let me subscribe?"

"Okay, I won't grind with you! At the latest one week, I will get you out! In this week, you stay here honestly and hear me!"

Feng Xinglang sharpened his voice, panting slightly with anger.

"A week? I'm not going to have a neurosis yet?"

"So what do you want? Find some women to come and wait for you ?!"

"You have to come in with me for an hour every day! For an hour, it will not affect your normal life!"

Yan Bang and Feng Xinglang started a bargain.

"Put your ya! Do you have a lot of pain every day when I'm a lazy man? You love to stay idle! If you dare to run out of ideas, I promise you will be sentenced to three to five years!"

Feng Xinglang has a threatening element, but it is not alarmist.

Since ancient times, no matter how big the bandit is, fighting with officials will only be a self-death.

"Willn't I see you even more? It's too much to lose ..."

Seeing Feng Xinglang was really angry, Yan Bang's arrogance also went down a lot.

Then he hummed again, "I haven't eaten dinner yet ... wait for you to be free, send me some supper!"

"Well! I'll let Yulongcheng's chef get some supper for you."

Yan Bang's compromise eased Feng Xinglang's tone a lot.

"You can't even send a supper in person? What brothers do you care about?"

Yan Bang hummed. It's boring to have the chef deliver it.

He might as well eat the jail in the detention house!

"I still have a leg still! Is your **** kind of human?"

Feng Xinglang scolded severely.

"It's as if someone hasn't broken their legs or broken their arms!"

Yan Bang said coldly, "You do n’t like to send it! It's a big deal, I'll have a meal with‘ Jiang Xunzi ’!”

"up to you!"

Feng Xinglang then cut off the call. He was too lazy to endure the endless grind with Yan Bang.

"It's wayward!"

Yan Bang, who was hung up on the phone, frowned, "Who is this?"

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Supper, Feng Xinglang will certainly not go to Yan Bang.

Not to mention that he still has a leg still, the old and young women of this family are still waiting for him to go home for dinner.

Of course, it seemed that it would be too much for him to have Yan Bang eat a jail with Jane.

So Feng Xinglang thought of another person!

A man who can promote brotherly brotherhood!

The call was to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo is preparing to rush back to the White Mansion from Yezhuang to accompany the old man, and Yuan Xiaoqiang and her three for dinner.

"Mother Saner, you make a few good dishes and send them to the Jane team to eat with your brother!"

"Is Bangge still in the detention center? Didn't he get a new lawyer? Shouldn't he want to live in the detention center to experience life?"

Bai Mo's thinking is always beyond the imagination of normal people.

"I guess so!"

Feng Xing said bluntly, "In fact, it is really a good idea to let your Bangge stay in the detention center to experience life! At least it can frustrate his spirit and save him from being so arrogant and arrogant.

"Good! Then I'll go back and have dinner with my father! Just prepare the servant!"

Bai Mo deserved to be refreshed. Second brother Feng Xinglang's order, under normal circumstances, he will execute unconditionally.

"Well." Feng Xinglang snorted, and asked with a purpose: "Yes, your old man's illness should be cured?"

"The doctor said it was‘ returning the light back to the light ’... I was worried that his old man would be cold ...”

Bai Mo's deliberate intention and solitude.

"Be assured, as soon as you marry Yuan Duoduo, his 'Back to Light' will return to 'Chunfengmennian' at once! Remember to go to the bureau to deliver food to your brother, and the second brother will not stay with him with one leg still You guys! "

Why as long as I marry Yuan Duoduo, my father will be able to ‘spring breeze’?

Bai Mo held the phone that had been hung up and thought about it: This ‘back to light’ and ‘back to light’ is like a big difference!

Not to mention, Feng second really speaks like this: Father is really spring breeze these days! I can even get up in the morning to practice Tai Chi! He often drinks the health medicated diet that he hates the most ...

Is it really related to marrying Yuan Xiaoqiang?

Then Bai Mo was puzzled again: Was his father silly? Doesn't he know that the child in Yuan Xiaoqiang's stomach has nothing to do with his grandson's half a dime?

Or can anyone be regarded as his great-grandson by an old man who is hungry?

What is the old man doing?

Or Yuan Xiaoqiang doing things?

Why does Bai Mo feel like he was buried by someone ...

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At the dinner table tonight, Feng Tuan Tuan was particularly quiet.

Sitting on a child's chair, she took the rice in her bowl, and someone added food to her, she would say thank you sweetly.

Maybe subconsciously, she will panic: if her parents and aunt do n’t come back, and her uncle and aunt hate her again, then she will be a homeless and poor child!

Xue Luo sent two broccoli into his son Lin Nuo's small bowl; the little boy's disgusted little eyebrow immediately turned up.

"Tuan Tuan, let's eat this green dish! It will look beautiful when you eat it!"

The soldiers came to cover the water and the soil, and the two broccoli sent by Xue Luojia were immediately transferred by Lin Nuo into a small bowl sealed by the regiment.

"Thank Brother Nono!"

The masses who do n’t know the truth are thankful.

"No thanks! You have to eat it obediently!"

Under the supervision of Lin Nuo, Feng Tuantu obediently ate the two broccoli.

The son's little cleverness fell into Xue Luo's eyes, and she put two broccoli into the little fellow's bowl.

"The broccoli is gone, these two are yours!"

"Mum ... my son doesn't like this green thing!"

"Mummy also doesn't love her own son who doesn't eat vegetables!"

Under the threat of snow falling, the little thing could only chew in one mouthful, and ate the two broccolis with difficulty.

When he was a child, Xue Luo tried his best to make the vegetables in the rice cereal to feed the little ones. However, a piece of coveted good intentions directly caused the small things to refuse to eat vegetables.

It ’s a six-year-old kid, so why not have to trick him into eating vegetables?

So sometimes, ‘teaching fun’ is also divided into objects!

Daddy Feng Xinglang was so real without snow falling.

It seems that sometimes, he also feels that his wife has forced his son to eat a few mouthfuls of vegetables, and there is such a trivial matter.

After dinner, the aunt took the two children upstairs to wash in vain; Xueluo was called by Feng Xinglang into the study.

Every time a man buryes his head in front of Xue Luo's chest and is silent, Xue Luo can feel that the man is encountering something difficult to determine.

"Wife, don't you think ... my husband is too kind?"

Suddenly the husband questioned, letting Xue Luo take a stun.

kindness? It seems that the word is not suitable for her husband Feng Xinglang.

"Are you kind?"

Xue Luo used a humorous and humorous way, "You tuned and teased my wife in the name of" Little Uncle ", that was awful!

"That's the mood ... isn't it?"

The man smiled slightly and held the woman in his arms tighter. "You like the way I flirt ..."

Talking, the man's body was restless; the woman's neck and skin was stained with a pretty red.

"Don't ... Don't kiss me! I will go out tomorrow!"

Xue Luo didn't want to go out with the kiss marks around her neck.

"Wife, you said ... I'm too kind to Hetun, and Lanyouyou ..."

The man continued questioning thoughtfully, making Xue Luo slightly surprised.

Xue Luo also followed the man to ponder, with a long sigh:

"One is your dear, and the other is your sister-in-law ... What's wrong with being kind?"