To answer the bell, you need to be a bell person. Feng Xinglang knows this!
Only Cong Gang's words can comfort his own fast-moving son.
"Big caterpillar, has your injury been better?" The little boy asked uneasily.
"much better!"
"I blame my **** dear, he locked me and refused to let me take care of you ... Big Caterpillar, I'm really sorry, I promised to take care of you, but I didn't do it!"
The little boy sniffed his nose and cried, "Big caterpillar, must you be disappointed in me?"
"..." Before Cong had time to speak, Feng Xinglang covered his mouth;
And then Feng Xinglang's suggestive lip, "say your heart, you've got it ... let him go to school!"
Cong Gang, of course, was unwilling to be manipulated like a microphone-like line-up puppet. So he closed his mouth simply, and let Feng Xinglang mess with his mouth.
"Big caterpillar ... big caterpillar ... why don't you speak?"
From the cell phone, there was an urgent inquiry from the little guy.
Cong Gang wouldn't answer anymore, he would probably wear help; but he had a face that he wouldn't even say again after killing him, which was really annoying.
"Nono, I'm going to help the caterpillar go to the bathroom ... I'll call you later!"
"Don't move the big caterpillar! He still has injuries! He can't walk on his left leg ... Daddy, get a big water bottle for the big caterpillar! Don't get up with that big caterpillar!"
"..."
"... Xing Xing Xing, my father will get it for him, and call you later!"
Feng Xinglang hung up the phone in a hurry; then Li Guangyan stared at Cong Gang, exhaling rough gas in his nose.
"Don't cooperate?"
Cong Gang kept silent.
Feng Xinglang gave a soft tone of his tone, "Cong Gang, what kind of prejudice or dissatisfaction do you have with me? Let's discuss it later! Okay?"
Cong Gang was still silent. He closed his eyes simply and let Feng Xinglang make noises in his ears.
"Cong Gang, your hard work and devotion, I and Nuo are very grateful to you! As for what purpose or requirements you want to achieve, you can get it from me! But now, trouble you I also ask you to comfort my child for me ... don't let people get so trapped in the debts of adults! "
Wei Dun, Feng Xinglang sighed quietly, "Nuo Nuo is still a child, please let him go!"
These sentimental words were spoken from Feng Xinglang's mouth, and they also said so ‘low three, down four’, so that Cong Gang had no reason to refuse.
Suddenly, Cong Gang felt that his behavior was ridiculous: what kind of qualifications do other children have for themselves?
There are so many people petting him and loving him. The last thing he lacks is the care of others!
What are you doing? Enemy? the wicked?
In short, in Feng Xinglang's mind, he was never a good person. It will only be a dog that is not obedient!
"Okay, I let him go! But it's not an example!"
Cong Gang exclaimed slightly, "Take care of your own child, don't let him be bothersome if you are bothering me! In my case, you and your father and son will never get a free lunch! If I pay, I must ask for a return Equivalent return! "
Whether it is right or wrong is no longer important; what's important is that Cong Gang's remarks made Feng Xinglang even hear the tragic meaning.
The call was answered again.
The little guy picked it up almost in seconds. It seems he has been guarding his cell phone, waiting for his dad to call again.
"Daddy, has the caterpillar finished the bathroom?"
"Feng Linnuo, it's me. Cong Gang."
"Big caterpillar ... are you okay?" The little guy seemed to feel Cong Gang's tone extremely serious.
"From today on, you don't have to come to me again! Wei Kang is back and he will take care of me. Listen to your dad and go to school obediently! Don't do anything outside the scope of a child's ability! You can't save everyone! When you ask others to do something, you must think twice before you owe others' favors. After all, you have to pay back! If you have the ability, do it yourself; if you do n’t, you must learn to give up! Is a kind of spirit; taking is a kind of comprehension. She is more a kind of wisdom! "
Cong Gang's words were more like being told to Feng Xinglang. Because Lin Nuo, who is only 7 years old, must not understand these.
On the contrary, Feng Xinglang happened to be a person who didn't know how to choose!
In other words, Feng Xinglang is greedy. He was greedy to everything and wanted to hold it in his own hands!
Of course, it can also be said that Feng Xinglang is a sentimental matter! For better and worse, there must be a definition in his own heart!
"..." The little one seemed to listen to him, silent. It is estimated that I do not know how to respond to Cong Gang's words that have profound meaning.
"Nono, you go to school. The caterpillar is going to rest! Hang up!"
Before the little guy answered anything, Cong just hung up. Then left the phone on the edge of the bed.
"Your goal has been achieved and you can leave!"
Cong Gang turned over to rest with his eyes closed. No longer ignoring Feng Xinglang, as if to close his world again.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang, who had achieved his wish, did not know how to comfort the depressed Cong Gang.
So, like a father comforting a bad-tempered child, he embraced him and kissed Cong Gang's side.
"Good afternoon! Take a good rest and heal yourself! I'll see you another day!"
When Feng Xinglang took his mobile phone and walked out of the bedroom, he found that the shirt on his left shoulder had been stained with blood.
The bright red blood was certainly not Feng Xinglang's, but Cong Gang's with a left shoulder injury. Just struggling, Cong Gang's shoulder was injured a second time.
Feng Xinglang stopped and turned towards the bedroom on the second floor; but was stopped by the old fourth-year-old Yanawar at the entrance of the stairs.
"My Boss has rested! I don't want any interruptions! Go back!"
Feng Xinglang nodded helplessly, "Take good care of your master ... he was not badly hurt."
"I will! You go back!"
Yannava once again ordered a guest. Judging from his firm tone, this should also mean Cong Gang: He doesn't want to see Feng Xinglang again!
Did you win?
How can I feel invincible?
In fact, this is not the case every time: Cong Gang will never get any benefit from his Fengxing Lang; and in the end, it will only be Cong Gang! Even if he catches his own life, the result is the same!
The inexplicable pain in the heart made Feng Xinglang a little irritable. He leaned on the body, smoking a cigarette after another.
Half an hour later, after Feng Xinglang smoked the last cigarette, he drove down the mountain and screamed.
A titanium gold Lamborghini stopped at the exit of Panshan Mountain Road ...