Chapter 1347: A different kind (1/2)
Being so excited by his son seemed to have raised Feng Xinglang's interest.
He also wanted to know: Which pot of orchids would the Cong Gang pretend to be mysterious!
”What shall we bet on?”
Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at the excited little guy.
”If the big caterpillar likes my pansy, then you lost! If you lose, you must go to Peteburg with me to see my righteous father!”
I thought the little guy would scratch his head and want to be so old for a long time, but he didn't think the little thing would blurt out.
This bet ... seems to be something unexpected for Feng Xinglang! He really didn't expect his son to make such a request.
Without it, Xiao Xiao's filial piety to Hetun was cracked, and Feng Xinglang's lip corner only slightly tickled.
”But if Cong just likes my Moran? Isn't that you lost?”
”Well ... that's how I lose! I lose ... I'll listen to you! You say, what do you want me to do?”
The little guy is on the way, losing is losing, winning is winning; betting to lose.
”Well ... my dad hasn't thought of it yet!”
Feng Xinglang really did not expect that there was something for the little guy to do. He doesn't like forcing his children to do things they don't like. Even if the little guy sometimes makes some principle mistakes, if Feng Xinglang can close one eye, he will close his eyes for a while.
”If I lose, I will study hard and listen to Mommy!”
The little guy helped his father Feng Xinglang put forward the conditions, ”How about trying to be a good son?”
”Study hard and be obedient. Is this all you should do? Can this also be a condition?”
Feng Xinglang hummed, ”Just owe it! When your dad thinks about it, I'll ask you for it!”
”You seem to win ...” the little man muttered. ”Daddy, you will definitely lose! Just wait and see!”
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Have to admire, Cong Gang has a stronger body than steel.
In just a few days, he was able to get up.
In fact, it can't be said to be ‘capable’, but Cong Gang is forcing himself to stand up.
If you change to someone, it is estimated that you will stay in bed for ten days and a half months, even in March or May. He is used to being treated like an uncle by others.
And in this world, since someone is willing to be an uncle, someone is willing to serve the uncle.
One is willing to fight, one is willing to suffer!
”Boss, Feng Xinglang and his son are here.”
”What are they doing again?” Cong Gang frowned slightly. ”Just say I'm not here!”
”They father and son, each holding a pot of orchids ... looks silly!”
This Wei Kang is doing an errand much better than the wood-brained old man Yannavar. Obviously, he felt that it was a pity that Boss could not see silly Feng Xinglang and his son.
In fact, Wei Kang wanted Boss to disperse his too depressed and dull mood.
Whether it is good or bad, it can stir up waves in Cong Gang's flat life.
This is what Wei Kang wants to achieve!
To put it in more general terms, let Boss have some fun and tease Xinglang father and son! Anyway, idle is idle.
But he really wanted less!
Whoever teases this is not necessarily true!
”Big caterpillar ... big caterpillar ... I'm here to see you!”
The little guy hugged the pot of phalaenopsis that he had chosen for Cong Gang, and hurried in.