Life is like a never-ending hardship. Don't be afraid and refuse hardships. Beyond hardships is the power of life.
Any experience is a kind of accumulation, the more accumulated, the more mature a person is; the more experienced, the thicker the life.
After more than two months of roller coaster-like labor, Xue Luo once again realized the true meaning of life.
In the setting sun, the hot sunset glow shrouded the sky of Shencheng.
The nerves that had been strained for more than two months were relaxed, and Xue Luo was like a cat returning from a hike, embracing her husband Feng Xinglang's arms.
Listening to his strong heartbeat, feeling this peaceful moment of tranquility.
"Xinglang, you said where did Ai Mo go in these ten days?"
Xue Luo couldn't help but want to ask what happened. Because Ai's sudden disappearance is certainly not an accident.
"It should be to repent with God."
Feng Xinglang spoke aloud. With lazy fingers, lazily curled the long snow falling hair.
"Who will this God be? I really appreciate it."
The **** who made her shock and save her, Xue Luo really wanted to thank him.
"Of course you are my husband."
The man kissed the woman's forehead gently, holding her tighter, and whispered: "I said: With your husband in hand, your mother and son will be safe and happy."
"Xinglang ... you are too risky! In case you also get in, what should our Nono do?"
Fearful of the snow, he cuddled the man closer and firmer.
"Rest assured, your husband's ability is not the first day you have seen. Without absolute certainty, I will not take risks. But for you and Nono, I am willing to take the risk!
In fact, if Cong didn't make a shot, Feng Xinglang also planned to confine Ai Mou.
It was just that Cong Gang could calmly make things so perfect, and more or less surprised Feng Xinglang.
Of course, Cong Gang wasn't the first time he was stunning.
Zongjue Cong was just the kite that was released, and in most cases he was flying himself; but he also occasionally dangled his own line in front of Feng Xinglang, making Feng Xinglang unable to resist pulling him. The line!
From Feng Xinglang's point of view, this is completely a kind of cheap behavior that brushes the sense of existence!
It was just that when Cong first talked to his sister-in-law, Feng Xinglang was so angry!
"Xinglang ..."
Hearing with tears in his eyes when the man was so moved and sentimental, "I shouldn't be so wayward."
"Don't blame yourself! Who hasn't got a little temper? But your husband still has to criticize you. You can't put yourself in danger next time!"
Feng Xinglang put on the woman's cheek. "You are the backbone of Nuo Nuo ... when you have an accident, my son and I are almost out of control! I have made the worst plan to move into the detention center and live with you ! "
Xue Luo sniffed pantothenic acid's nose, reached out, and gently touched her husband's cheek: a handsome and stylish man with endless charm.
Xue Luo especially likes the glamorous appearance of men when they slightly hook their lips!
Even though he was already his wife and a seven-year-old son, Xueluo still could not match the charm of men.
But such an excellent man can no longer have more children ...
"Xing Lang, I'm really sorry. I ... I might not be able to make a 'good' for you. I'm really sorry ..."
"What's your apology?"
The man wiped away the tears that fell on the woman's cheek. "The person who should be sorry is me! I have enough for you in this life!"
Feng Xinglang's words made Xue Luo choked again.
She didn't want to bring sadness back to her family, let alone continue to transmit depression to her children;
So she burst into tears in the arms of the man.
Cry enough, just fine!
Two children were carefully dressed by Mo Ranran. Welcome the snow fall home in a full state.
As soon as the car stopped, the children of Lin Nuo holding flowers greeted him.
"Mummy, dearest mummy, flowers for you!"
After receiving his son's bouquet, Xue Luo was so happy again that his nose was sour.
"My son is the best, and Mummy is really happy!"
"Uncle Mimi, Tuantuan is also very good! This is the purple potato cake that I made with Da Ranran, please try it, uncle Mummy."
Xue Luo squatted down, ringing his son Lin Nuo with one hand, and tutu with one hand; kissing each other.
Looking at the beautiful and cute look of Tuantuan, Xue Luo's heart rushed into a puppet again: I am afraid that in this life I would not have such a cute daughter.
Already determined not to bring her bad mood home, Xue Luo squeezed her lips tightly, hugged Feng Tuan Tu into her arms again, and kissed her cutely.
"Seal off, you go! You are so fat, my mommy can't hold you!"
Of course, the children of Lin Nuo cannot see their own moms and mothers more often than other children.
So he pulled the little sticky man in Mummy's arms without a gentleman.
"Come on, good son, dear loves you the most!"
Feng Xinglang understood the sadness of women. They picked up the straight boy and pulled up his wife who was squatting on the cobblestone floor, and the three of them hugged and walked towards Feng's living room.
Feng Tuan Tuan held purple potato cakes in his hands, and some little lost were left behind by his uncles and aunts.
"Catch up! Uncle can't wait to eat the purple potato cake in your hand!"
"Come here!"
Just a word of love from Uncle Feng Xinglang, the little cute was happy again.
"Tuan Tuan, Uncle Mimi also wants to eat purple potato cake! Tuan Tuan and Da Ran Ran must have done a good job, right? Uncle Mummy is so happy!"
The snow falling off the burden of thought is like a new life, and the whole person is relaxed a lot. It seemed that even breathing became unobstructed.
"If my auntie likes to eat, I will make it for my auntie every day!"
"You must not be tired of your uncle and mum?" Feng Lixin quipped.
"It's not greasy to eat! My aunt and mom like to eat small rounds of love!"
This night, Xue Luo finally fell asleep.
Ning looked at his sleeping wife, but Feng Xinglang, who had been neglected for more than two months, endured the dryness of his body, and only stunned the woman for a few times.
A warm palm touched the belly of Xue Luo, and Feng Xinglang sighed slightly in the darkness.
There was a sudden sigh of righteousness in my heart: Don't say that he and the woman already have a son. Even if a woman really can't give him a son and a daughter, I am afraid I will stay with this woman for a lifetime!
I just didn't expect that this woman would have such a big charm, which would enable him to ‘compromise’!
...
The morning with birds and flowers is very refreshing.
On the way to GK Ventures, Lexus made a bend and whistled all the way towards Qibei Mountain City.
The delicateness of orchids compels those who cultivate them to have more patience.
As it happens, Cong Gang has such a good temper and patience.
A pot of Tibetan tiger head orchid, a pot of Jiang's lotus, a pot of lone garlic, lush green outside the point of cultivation.
From Lexus into the intersection of Panshan, Wei Kang they will know.
Concerning Wei Kang's report, Cong Gang just nodded and did not explain what Wei Kang was going to do.
Judging from Boss's expressionless face, being a transparent person is the most suitable.
Whether Feng Xinglang's intentions are good or bad, anyway, he is not Boss Cong Gang's opponent.
Feng Xinglang, who can't beat, can't beat him, at best.
Wei Cang has not been here often since Cong moved into this retro villa. But recently, due to Lin Xueluo's case, he has left for convenient missions.
Cong Gang is a very self-sustaining person. He doesn't need others to serve. He is used to doing it himself.
When Feng Xinglang came, Wei Kang was preparing to leave.
"Your homeowner is there?" A greeting questioned.
"Uh ... this score!" Wei Kang grunted.
Feng Xinglang gave Wei Kang an oblique look. "Are there or not, or not or not ... is there a third possibility?"
"Don't talk about the three, there may be everything! Let me tell you this: The presence of my boss in Boss depends on his mood! If he is in a bad mood, God should never want to see him! If he is in a good mood Splendid ... even if you don't want to see him, you must see it! The decision is in him! Not in you! "
Wei Kang left this seemingly silent mouth, but was very straightforward, so he went so arrogantly.
He is more and more embarrassed by his Boss Cong Gang!
It can be described as black near the ink!
Feng Xinglang slightly hooked his lips and turned and walked into the villa.
Intuition told him that Cong Gang at this moment should be bright enough.
Was it so beautiful to have such a diligent event?
It is estimated that at this moment is waiting for his master to go in and praise him!
As expected by Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang's mood was bright enough. At this moment, he is concentrating on taking care of a basin of Jiang Shihe.
Jiang's lotus has a beautiful and unique plant type, a delicate double-stroke flower shape, a charming pink lotus flower, a large white tongue, like a child's face, and a colored block like a small cherry red mouth ...
Feng Xinglang, who has no sense of flowers, always feels that the pot of orchids is a bit familiar. Seems to have seen it somewhere.
After pondering for a while, I remembered: Isn't this pot of orchids given by Cong Gang for saving his niece Fengtuan? !!
Cong just turned his back to the door of the flower room. It seemed that Feng Xinglang was not approaching behind him.
Or ... the moment Lexus of Fengxinglang sailed into Panshan Mountain Road, he already smelled his breath.
"What do you do?"
Feng Xinglang reminded Cong Gang of his arrival.
"You came to me early in the morning ... and how did you bother me?"
Cong just didn't turn around. No need to turn around. Because he can accurately determine the distance of Feng Xinglang from him.
Feng Xinglang didn't answer anything, but ...
Instead, suddenly opened his arms and embraced Cong Gang from behind.
A brotherly friendly hug.
"Thanks."
The shortest word. But it can express Feng Xinglang's true inner emotion at this moment.
It can be seen that Feng Xinglang made a special trip to thank Cong Gang.
but……
however……
Cong Gang's world seemed to stand still for a moment!