Chapter 1198: This is trouble (1/2)
Go and call Feng Xinglang to see this little black house set up by his father Hetun for his wife and son?
Xing Bawei was silent for a few seconds: This is all about engaging in things and pulling hatred!
In view of the stubbornness of the little guy who refused to come out, and Lin Xueluo's intentional or unintentional contribution to the situation, Xing Ba felt that it was understandable to shout to Fengxinglang to observe and appease.
The most important thing now is to coax Lin Xueluo's mother and son out of this small black room!
As for what Yifu Hetun thinks ... a little apologetic statement can also enhance family harmony, right?
”Okay, let me call Prince Xing. Be careful with Fifteen, don't let the bug bite!”
In fact, Lin Xueluo's careful eyes at this moment, and her thoughts of calling Xing Xinglang to observe this small black house, Xing Ba could still know a little or two. It is not bad for Feng Xinglang to love their mother and son more.
When Xing Ba found Feng Xinglang, he was monitoring the surveillance with Hetun in the monitoring room, looking for the place where the little guy disappeared, and looking around little by little.
It is definitely not appropriate to call Feng Xinglang directly because there is Hetun in it;
Xing Ba took Feng Xinglang's shoulder with his arm and glanced out of the door with his eyes; Feng Xinglang noticed immediately and followed Xing Ba silently, and the two stepped out of the monitoring room. .
”I have found fifteen.”
”Where is he?” Feng Xinglang questioned tightly.
”You follow me!”
After no one else was around, Xing Bacai said something like a shallow hum: ”Prince Xing, this past is over, you don't need to keep your heart in mind; a beautiful tomorrow is what your family will pursue!”
Feng Xinglang just made a deep pretense of Xing Bayi, and asked coldly, ”Where is Nono? Take me there!”
Xing Bayang raised Yang Meiyu and made a gesture of ”Please.”
At the end of the dim aisle, Feng Xinglang saw his wife and children inside the iron fence.
The mother and son just sat quietly on a cot, cuddling each other slightly desolately.
The miserable light from the wall lamp on Feng Xinglang Junyi's face infects the endless sense of forest cold.
He opened the iron gate and walked in. Walked straight to Xueluo's mother and son, and reached over the long arm to embrace them.
”Feng Xinglang, are you going to **** Mommy with me again?”
The little boy glared angrily as he approached his mother-in-law's asshole, and pushed his father's arms around him and Mummy's shoulders to push out.
”When Mommy was locked in my little black house by my elder father, only I was with Mommy! You didn't know where it was!”
Maybe the little guy is not reminiscent of the desolation and sorrow of the past who was kept in the little black room with Mummy, but he is dissatisfied that Mummy treats the **** father and father better than himself. He felt that this must be the result of Feng Xinglang's mischief and coaxing Mummy!
”Now it's hard for the righteous father to leave my little black house with me and mom, but you have to grab mommy with me ... Feng Xinglang, you are really bad!”
The little guy's reprimand heard Feng Xinglang's heart hurt for a while.
The son's contending for favor with himself is completely in a controlled emotion. Maybe coaxing the little guy is fine.
just……
Feng Xinglang looked around: the icy stone walls, a damp moldy smell seeing the sun all day.
A few years old child, a fragile woman, was locked in such a space of darkness and depression and corruption.
Feng Xinglang felt like he was dumb: he just tightened his arms around his wife and children!
”Feng Xinglang, don't hold my mum ... don't allow you!”
The angry little guy started beating his dad Feng Xinglang's shoulders and cheeks with his fists.
Feng Xinglang didn't move, just let the little guy hit himself.
Feng Xinglang knew that no matter how much he regretted, he couldn't make up for the missing five-year father's love of his son Nono;
And his wife, Lin Xueluo ... not only is she not accompanied by these five years, but also her responsibilities and duties as a husband.
”Nono, don't be so barbaric! Feng Xinglang is your biological father. You must not disobey him like this!”
Xue Luo suddenly raised her voice and snarled at her husband Feng Xinglang's son.
The little guy was choked by Mummy's roar, sniffing his nose and tears, ”Mum, you don't love your own son anymore! You know you love assholes! Alright? He knew he left his wife and son, and left me and his mother here in the dark room of the righteous father! ”
”Your dad didn't abandon us! It was Mommy who deceived your dad ... tricked him into saying that you had been killed! In the five years of your existence, your dad did not know!
What Xue Luo didn't want to see and hear was his son's resentment against his biological father, Feng Xinglang.
”Nuo Nuo, your dad loves you! Just as you love him! In the past, no one is right or wrong ...”
The snow fell, and he wept silently on the man's shoulder.
Feng Xinglang kept silent. She didn't open her mouth to comfort the crying woman and her unhappy son.
If his wife and children don't feel his love, it can only be his failure as a husband and father!
For any reason and excuse, all rhetoric is pale.
”Fifteen, how did you hide here? You are driving your parents and your right father crazy!”
Hetun rushed over but saw his son's family of three staying in the iron fence.
When Hetun opened the iron fence gate, the three members of Fengxinglang's family were still sitting still.