The little guy was quiet in the room.
Sitting silently on the edge of the bed with her head down.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang's irritable temper calmed down after seeing his son's quiet appearance.
The use of violence to control violence, although temporarily suppressing the little guy's suffocation, but ultimately still can not solve the essential problem.
"Nono, are you angry with your dad?"
Feng Xinglang sat with the little boy quietly beside the bed, stroking the little boy's head, "Daddy really cares about you. Worried that you go out and fight with others to get hurt."
The little guy remained silent.
"Nono ... Nono, would you go to Da Ranran's house with Grandpa and Tuantuan to find Grandpa Mo? Nono ..."
Outside the door, a call from Feng Lixin came. He decided to go to Mo Ranran's residence in Rouen to have a good talk with Mo butler.
"Brother, you take the group. Our father and son are talking about life and ideals." Feng Xinglang answered.
"Xinglang, have something to tell your child."
"I know. My own son, can I be baby ?!"
"That line, we went out. You can talk to Nuo Nuo calmly! Be patient with your children! Don't just verbally say that you love your children, you must put them in the usual details."
After Feng Lixin was persuaded by a textbook again, he and Mo Ranran went out to find Mo's housekeeper.
"Sorry ... when you do something wrong, your dad is so fierce that you yell at you!"
Feng Xinglang hooked his son's little shoulders and embraced him in his arms. "Daddy is really not patient enough and gentle enough with his son!"
"Dad, why do you want Dabangbang? It's the fault of my own son. It was my son who asked Dabangbang to accompany me to Rouen!"
The little man pursed his lips and was a little bit angry. "Daddy, you always like to get angry with others!"
Feng Xinglang gave a kiss on the little cheeks raised by the little guy. "That's because the father can't blame his own son, so he can only blame others for anger!"
"Da Bangbang is very innocent!"
But he wouldn't know: The reason why Feng Xinglang did this is to kill the chicken to show the monkey!
Of course, there are also dissatisfaction and rebuke to Yan Bang.
Take his Feng Xinglang's son to follow him and take risks, he is so big-hearted!
"He is an adult. You are a minor. Can he be innocent?"
"Dad, my son knows that you are wrong, so forgive Da Bang Bang! Don't be too fierce, he is very poor!"
Every day I saw Yan Bang being silenced by his father and father to silence, Lin Nuo's children were very sad for Yan Bang.
"Dads can see that they have no blame for Yan Bang in the face of their sons. But should the sons examine themselves: How can they be so impulsive and so arrogant to get involved? If you are injured, your father and your mother It's harder and more sad, do you know? "
Feng Xinglang started his education model which he knew reasonably, "Before you take risks, think about loving your loved ones!"
"But my dad doesn't believe his son." The little man muttered.
"Of course my dad is willing to believe you!"
Feng Xinglang raised the kid's chin and made the kid face up to his face. "But you can't lie to your father in order to escape your father's punishment!"
"The real son didn't deceive the real father! The real son was really **** by a man in black!"
Seeing the little guy insisting that he had been kidnapped, Feng Xinglang held back his anger and asked with a low voice:
"What man in black?"
"Just a man in black wearing a mask and sunglasses! My son doesn't know him!"
"Since he has tied you up, why should he let you back? But he didn't make any demands with his dad!"
Feng Xinglang still held a questioning attitude: a kidnapper had already succeeded, but stopped the act in the middle?
"The man in black asked his son to bring a word to his dad: he asked you to stay in Rouen temporarily, don't go back to Shencheng!"
"Stay in Rouen and don't return to Shencheng?"
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and seemed to be judging the truth of his son's sentence.
It's not that Feng Xinglang didn't want to believe his child, it's just that what this little thing has done recently has really made him 'amazing'! Even Yan Bang is a small head of melon seeds that is not ordinary, so he will definitely be better than blue in the future!
"What did the man in black ask me to stay in Rouen?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.
"The man in black didn't say it! He just asked me to bring you this sentence!"
"Have a pleasant stay in Rouen? Or a happy shelf?"
Feng Xinglang directly categorized these words into his son's careful thinking. I just want to stay in Rouen for fun and don't want to return to Shencheng to study.
"Daddy, you don't believe in my son!"
The little guy heard his dad Feng Xinglang questioning himself.
"Daddy doesn't believe you, but just thinks that this man in black is a little inexplicable! He just tied you up just for you to bring me such a sentence without words?"
Feng Xinglang didn't think carefully about 'breaking through' his son. Maybe at this moment, he really thought too much!
At this moment, the little guy seems to be a replica story of 'Wolf Coming' in his eyes.
"My son also thought that the man in black was strange ..." The little guy thought his dad believed in himself.
"It's impossible not to return to Shencheng! Tomorrow we will set off and go back! Your favorite dear mommy is still in Shencheng. She has recently been trapped in a stake, and her dad can't rest assured that she still takes your mom It's better to go to the hospital for a full body examination. "
The little guy didn't bother to go back this time, but nodded smartly.
In fact, Rouen is nothing fun. It is some old buildings, where art exhibition halls are everywhere.
"Well, this is good!"
Seeing that his son was tamed and willing to go back, Feng Xinglang did not blame the little guy.
After dinner, I waited for Feng Xinglang to coax the little guy to sleep, but did not see Yan Bang return to the room.
Where did the neurosis go to torment himself again?
Although annoyed, Feng Xinglang called Yan Bang. Yanbang's phone is still off.
Sick again? I was too lazy to care about his neurosis! Feng Xinglang cursed lightly, and threw away his mobile phone and hugged his son Lin Nuo and began to fall asleep.
It was not until two o'clock in the morning that there was a bumpy sound in the parlor.
Feng Xinglang wore a robe to look up: Yan Bang stumbled in with the bottle in his head and fell to the sofa.
I ’m not sure if I ’m drunk or fake, but Yan Bang ’s death like drunkness really angered Feng Xinglang.
He took a glass of cold water and poured it directly!
Yan Bang looked up at Feng Xinglang with a waking look, grinning, "Wake you up?"
"Enough, right? Let's wash and go to sleep! If tomorrow, we will rush back to Shencheng!"