Chapter 1477: No chance to kneel

Hetun is still trustworthy.

Early the next morning, the little man was sent back to Feng's house.

"The father-in-law will return to Pete Fort to repair for a period of time ... if fifteen want the father-in-law, call the father-in-law. The father-in-law sends a special plane to pick you up."

He kissed the little guy's head with his chin, and even if there was only one stump left, Hetun held the little guy tightly.

"How long is it?"

The little boy asked tightly, "Yes, right father, how are they old and old?"

"Two or three months ... I guess I can rush back to Shencheng to spend fifteen New Years."

The New Year in Hetunkou is not the Spring Festival, but the New Year's Day.

"The fifteen are waiting for the righteous father to return! It is best to bring the eighth and the twelve."

The little guy changed his position and held him in the arms of Hetun, so that he could better cling to Hetun with only one arm left.

"Father, when will you grow a new arm? Fifteen can always look forward to it for you."

When the little guy said that, an old heart in Hetun seemed to be lifted.

"Your boy, it always makes the righteous father distressed! It never stops!"

Thinking about it, "By the fifteenth, the righteous father left the fourteen in Shencheng. If you need anything, come to Repulse Bay to find him; or call him directly. You can call him to come."

Hetun put a note with a phone number delivered by Xing Shishi in the little guy's pocket.

"Then who escorted his father to Peteburg?" The little boy asked with concern.

"There are seventeen of them!"

Hetun patted the little guy's shoulder and sighed, meaning: "Father Yi can finally give your second brother an account!"

The little guy didn't go into the meaning of "confessions" in Hetunkou. As long as Hetun is safe, the little ones can rest assured.

"Daddy ... Mommy ... My son is back."

The child Lin Nuo, who was picked up by the anti-riot vehicle, ran towards the Fengjiayuan happily.

He Tun is behind the little guy, he should want to go into the house to see his son Feng Xinglang.

Xing Shishi carried two large bags of packed food immediately behind him.

Feng Xinglang, who never got up early, sat calmly on the sofa in the living room waiting.

"Daddy, so early? Where is my mum?"

Seeing his dad's face was not right, the little boy immediately changed his mouth to find Mummy.

"Where did you go? Did you get permission from your dad?"

Feng Xinglang tilted Hetun, and began to question the cheerful little guy severely.

"My son said to Mommy ... Yes, my mommy? Are you still sleeping? I went upstairs and called her downstairs to eat! The pastry made by the chef of Yifu ’s family is delicious!"

Seeing the situation within seconds, the little boy immediately ran his legs and ran upstairs, ignoring the powerful eyes of his dad.

The rest of the living room of the father and son of Hetun and Feng Xinglang was cold in an instant.

"Sorry, I didn't tell you about taking fifteen." Hetun still knew a little about himself.

"Be careful next time. Don't be as old as you want!"

Feng Xinglang responded, his expression eased a little.

"Allen, Dad is going back to Petesburg for a while ... You and fifteen, as well as snow, are living a good life. Go to Peteberg to see me when you are free, and let me come over to pick you up.

I don't know if the talking Hetun is awkward. As an audience, Feng Xinglang is awkward for Hetun.

Have to go to see him? He really can think more!

"You are already an old man who is over six years old, and it's time to enjoy life! It is less time to fight outside and kill yourself, leaving you half-disabled and half-disabled, and it looks sympathetic!"

If this concern is expressed in this way, perhaps it is more appropriate to be honest.

"Alan, you don't have to worry about Dad ..."

"It's not early, come back. Nono should go to school too."

When Hetun wanted to say something, he was stopped by the banished order from Feng Xinglang.

It might be okay to chat, but Hetun always claimed to be ‘Dad’, and he really did n’t consider Feng Xinglang ’s feelings.

"Well, then I'm back. Take care of fifteen ... I try to rush back to Shencheng to see him in the new year."

To tell the truth, the conversation between the father and the son made everyone feel embarrassed.

When Xue Luo chased downstairs, Hetun had left in a riot vehicle.

"All gone? I haven't had time to say goodbye to dad."

He just changed his clothes and didn't expect Hetun to have left.

"Lin Xueluo, is your father screaming very well!" Feng Xinglang reprimanded.

Xue Luo turned back and gave Feng Xinglang a slight grievance. "You don't want to regard Hetun as your father and father, but I am willing to treat him as father-in-law! If Hetun hadn't raised our mother and son for five years, maybe I would have promised me Noord has to live on the street! "

"You are dead as my husband!" Feng Xinglang reprimanded.

"What can you do if you are alive? In the face of Lan Youyou, you are not holding it! It will be unknown if my family will be born safely at that time!"

After Xue Luo complained casually, she moved towards the pile of packed food.

Compared with hurting the past, Xue Luo is more willing to embrace the future and enjoy the future.

"Xinglang, eat and see this bacon roll ... it's drooling!"

Xue Luo squeezed a bacon roll with her fingers and stuffed it straight to seal Xinglang's mouth.

"Why didn't you eat enough last night?"

"Feng Xinglang, you are disgusting!"

With this flavorful word, Xue Luo directly put down the lunch box in his hand and switched to eating a little sweet potato cake.

After eating a rich and delicious breakfast, the next big thing is to **** the crazy Fenglinuo children to school.

"Mummy, it's eight o'clock and you're late ... I'll go tomorrow!"

When it comes to school, the little guy is a black line. All kinds of coquettish goodies.

"My son's stomach hurts ... my brain hurts ... I'm not feeling well!"

"No! Feng Lin Nuo who can't make it all! Mommy is ready for a protracted battle with you today!"

"Mom, how cruel are you ... is your own son your dear son? It all feels more pitiful than the child you picked up!"

"If the child was picked up, Mommy wouldn't have to worry about your studies so much! Put a book on your back and hurry up!"

"Mum, you don't even love your son!"

"Yes! This kind of old son who thinks of truancy, Mummy doesn't love it!"

"Mummy, Feng Tuan Tuan didn't return to school ... It's already Friday, so let's go to school next Monday!"

"Take care of yourself first!"

Xue Luo could not help but pick the little guy into Ba Song's car and escorted the little guy to school in person.

"Daddy ... save me!"

Although Feng Xinglang was pregnant with a heart to be short, he resisted when facing his fierce wife.

...

Feng Xinglang just opened the office door and smelled a dangerous breath ...