Chapter 2019: Cong Gang articles (1)

"Then I'll buy another fruit basket on the way!"

Feng Xinglang raised his wife's waist, "Don't bow so old, your waist will be tired."

When Xue fell on Huai Erbao, she fell into a problem that would be tiring for a long time. After conditioning for two or three years, I saw a lot better; but Feng Xinglang never let his wife be affected.

"The one you bought is not as good as the one I picked! This is an apple from Aomori, Japan. It was returned regularly by air from your dad! It's so crispy and juicy, it's sweet!"

Xue Luo wiped out the selected apples with water and towels one by one, and then arranged them carefully in the fruit basket.

"You're right about Cong Gang ... but really cherished!" For a long time, Feng Xinglang was sour again.

"Jealous? Hahaha!"

Women laugh very sweetly, just as sweet as ripe red apples; Feng Xinglang loves to watch women laugh, especially this kind of beautiful smile from the heart is really warm.

"Look at you with caution!"

Snow fell on his forehead with a man's jealous side face, "I treat Cong Gang as your elder brother! That's your big sister-in-law! You have to treat Cong Gang well, and treat me and my three children better, otherwise you will Xinglang is so good! Have you heard? "

Big sister-in-law? It's a very kind name.

But does Cong Gang go with that dog thing?

It was a funeral dog that was picked up by himself, and he can still have his current identity ... it is enough to lift him!

"Wife, I have three children ... who do you love the most?"

Feng Xinglang snuggled his face over and whispered in her daughter's ear. It's like being happy.

"Of course ... I love my eldest son!"

Xue Luojiao added, "Then my youngest son, and my family is late, and finally it's your turn!"

"No! You have to come after Cong Gang!" The woman deliberately played with a man with strong opinions.

Lin Nuo listened to Mommy's words, and her heart was so beautiful, "Mommy, your eldest son loves you most!"

In fact, the three children and husband, Lin Xueluo, loved them!

The reason why he loves his eldest son most is not only because Xueluo and his eldest son Feng Linnuo have been dependent on each other for five years, but also because the eldest son is now sensible and must take care of his feelings.

The Feng Fengzhe child was concentrating on arranging his fruits, and he didn't know what his dad and mommy were talking about; only when he mentioned Cong Gang, he occasionally looked up and screamed, "Big bug!"

Sometimes someone has the illusion: Isn't this little thing a Cong Gang?

Of course, someone is convinced of his wife. He knew his wife would never do such a sorry thing!

Only occasionally I feel sad: my little son seems to have just born for Cong! Even Xiaoming was taken by his own ghosts, but wasn't he just born for Cong? !!

"Nuo Nuo, Mommy agrees to your visit to Da Caterpillar's home today! But you have to promise Mommy that you can't disturb Big Caterpillar to teach his younger brother Zergworm to learn the language!" Xue Luo once again told before leaving.

"Know your mommy, your eldest son will be very good!" The little guy responded again and again.

The father and son marched cheerfully towards Qibei Shancheng. Especially Lin Nuo and his younger brother Zeng Zhe have been looking forward to.

To be honest, Cong Gang was not seen for three or four days, and Feng Xinglang seemed to be a little curious: Where did the ghostly thing go recently? Is it a woman? Or did you go as a demon?

I heard Ba Song said that Wei Kang and that Guozi face were sent to perform confidential tasks, as if time is not short! Did Cong just support it?

"Ba Song, where has your boss died recently?" Feng Xinglang hummed.

"Big bugs aren't dead." The kid who had been watching Feng Fengzhe turned around and hummed.

"Relax, son, that caterpillar can't die! He just scams to death!" Feng Xinglang comforted the younger son.

"It seems to be looking for an expert!"

Ba Song's answer was really frustrating. Answering is more deceptive than not answering.

"What expert? Childcare expert?" Feng Xinglang understood that Cong Gang was looking for an expert for his younger son, Worm.

"I don't know about it anyway! Anyway, the boss is not in a good mood recently. It's cold, like eating people!"

Ba Song narrowed his neck instinctively, "We still seldom mess with him!"

"Look at you like that! Do you need to be so afraid of Cong Gang? He can't eat anyone!" Feng Xinglang hummed suddenly.

"Mr. Feng, you really didn't see my boss being ruthless ... more horrible than the **** demons! The horror you can't imagine can penetrate into your bones and make you wonder why you are alive!" The sound becomes more trembling.

"Fuck, you're up there! Don't scare the two kids!"

Feng Xinglang slammed and stopped Ba Song's horrific remarks.

Ba Song quickly closed his mouth and drove intently.

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Cong Gang is still sitting on the third floor to appreciate his scenery. He has always been so high.

The two children carried the fruit basket and jumped up to the third floor happily; Feng Xinglang turned back and stared at Ba Song in the car: dare to drive the car down the mountain, I will kill you!

Ba Song shrugged helplessly, then pointed his fingers to the third floor. Signaled Feng Xinglang that he was just a dog leg, and everything had to be heard from the master.

Useless things! Lao Tzu supports you for so long! After admiring Ba Song's eyes for comprehension, Feng Xinglang slowly walked up to the third floor.

Come here, of course, say hello before leaving! His two children still need foster care here.

"Big caterpillar!" When he saw Cong Gang on the rattan chair, Lin Nuo immediately lowered the fruit basket in his hand and flew over.

Cong Gang sat upright and hugged the little thing that came over him in his arms. "Don't think of caterpillars like that ... your dad will be jealous!"

The arrival of the two children made Cong Gang feel okay.

"Big bug, eat fruit!" Feng Zengmo dragged a fruit basket that was about half his height.

Cong Gang's eyebrows twisted slightly, "Well, let's put them first."

"Big caterpillar, where did you go last week? I haven't been able to find you! I thought you would like me!" Lin Nuo buried his head in Cong Gang's arms, and it looked like a little grievance.

"The big caterpillar has its own things to do! You are already a big child and you have to learn to reconcile your emotions!"

Cong Gang patted the little guy's back. But his eyes fell on Feng Xinglang who came upstairs slowly.

Overall, Feng Xinglang's posture is quite upright. The pace is fairly robust, and walking is still alive.

Even if you look closely, you don't see him with potential long and short legs. And the force habit of one leg has become worse and worse.

Seeing that Cong Gang had been staring at his two legs, Feng Xinglang simply placed his long legs on the small round table in front of the rattan chair.

"Why, aren't you envious of my long legs?" Feng Xinglang Aojiao hummed.

To be honest, Feng Xinglang's two legs were just like his face, and he was quite a protagonist. Coupled with his glamorous expression and witty and wise words, he gave him a lot of points.

Cong Gang put his eyes away from someone's long legs, humming softly: "It's a pair of fast-legs ... what else can I envy? Would I envy you that you would soon have a wheelchair Sit? "

Listening to Cong Gang's careless and ridiculous tone, Feng Xinglang was out of breath.

"Caterpillar, are you going to become Jianghu Langzhong?"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of tea on the round table and didn't care if Cong had already drank it.

"Nuo Nuo, have you ever learned the ancient text of" Bian Yan meets Cai Yangong "?" Cong Gang ignored the Feng Xinglang, but instead asked Lin Nuo in his arms.

The little guy shook his head. "I haven't learned it yet! Is it fun?"

"Well ... Illness is in the middle of the soup, and the soup is in the iron; in the skin, the needle and the stone are in the stomach; in the stomach, the fire is also in the Qi; in the bone marrow, where the life is, there is nothing to do." Cong Gang Gently accentuated, one sentence at a time.

Lin Nuo, still in mixed primary school, scratched his head: "Big caterpillar, so esoteric! I didn't understand a word! What do you mean?"

"Ask your dear ... Your dear should know!"

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang deeply, he knew that Feng Xinglang would understand.

Feng Xinglang seemed to remember that a few days ago, he seemed to have been tricked into a private hospital by Cong Gang, and tossed for a while while lying and sitting.

"Caterpillar, shouldn't it be my inspection ... what's wrong?" Feng Xinglang asked thoughtfully. It seems that from then on, Cong just didn't look very normal.

"Why, know that you're scared?"

Cong Gang coldly hummed, "Without a good body, everything is illusory! The wife can remarry, and the son can become someone else! Not to mention those things like money!"

"Cong Gang, be a promising career in your killer! Don't learn to be a big fool!"

Feng Xinglang squinted and hummed, "With your IQ ... you got me?"

"Feng Xinglang, I can easily take everything away from you, do you believe it? Including your wife and children!"

Cong Gang was deep in Feng Xinglang, spitting out the words that were cold into the bone marrow word by word. Tepid, not anxious.

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang closely, not thinking about the credibility of Cong Gang's words; he was judging what medicine the dog had taken today, and he felt like he was going to be a monster again.

"Cong Gang, what the **** do you want to do? After a while, test Laozi's ancient texts, and then try to anger me ..."

Feng Xinglang glanced at the hot sunny sky squintingly. "This hot day is not very suitable for being a demon! Take the children for me, take advantage of the cold, eat fruit, how beautiful!"

"Feng Xinglang, you are quite fat and fat!" Cong Gang seemed a little speechless.

"Okay, don't think too much! Not too many brain cells!"

Feng Xinglang stood up slowly, "If you really want Lao Tzu's rivers and mountains, just take it! Do we both need to divide each other?"

Feng Xinglang stood up and then touched his hand again, looking at Xiang to touch his own son, but his fingers fell on Cong Gang's chin, as if coaxing a disobedient dog.

"Work for me, I won't treat you badly! My dear sister-in-law!"

Cong Gang is like the endless wind, but Feng Xinglang is the tree to be quiet!