Chapter 2007: Friend or foe (1/2)
Feng Xinglang, who had found his eldest son, immediately called back a safe call to the woman.
I didn't expect that the woman who just woke up just ‘oh’, and then she disappeared. The snow falling during breastfeeding did not really have much energy to ask two sons who were not very obedient and love to roar.
Or maybe because the living environment of the two sons is much more peaceful than when they were in Peteburg! As for small things like sneaking out of the field, compared to the daily burdens in Peteburg, it's just a little witch.
Therefore, Xue Luo was still assured of his eleven-year-old son. Nothing more than panic in writing brush writing, ran out to find the big caterpillar or his righteous father! However, Hetun recently returned to Fort Pete to say what kind of prosthesis was needed. That should be to find Cong Gang!
The reason why Xue Luo didn't let the eldest son follow up to find Cong Gang these days is because she was worried that the elder son's departure would affect the younger son and Cong Gang's ability to learn languages. For the younger son's speech, Xue Luo was quite eager. Also chased her husband to hire a childcare teacher or child counselor.
The little son came back that day and recited an ancient poem completely, and he really fell on the snow.
Seriously, she really appreciates Cong Gang. Thank him for his good temper and patience; thank him for treating his two sons as if they were his own! A reliable and secure man!
If it hadn't been for marrying Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang's arrival would be a very good one!
Sometimes Xue Luo can't help but think too much: Cong Gang hasn't married yet, and she's so good to her and her children ... Isn't Cong Gang interesting to himself?
It feels embarrassing to think about it! It's so unsatisfactory! Because I ca n’t give Cong Gang love or something! Her whole person, her whole heart, has given this man named Feng Xinglang!
Watching the little aunt humming Qingqing's daughter, Xue Luo sighed slightly: Don't you think too much? It's better to be your own cow!
It is estimated that in the second half of his life, he can only be bundled with his three children! Eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping, everything didn't bother her! Although there is an aunt nanny to serve, more often, Xue Luo still does it herself.
Tossing this day, Feng Xinglang was almost exhausted and exhausted.
After returning to Feng's home, Feng Xinglang was lying straight on the sofa, so tired that his breath was soft.
Everyone in this family seems to be busy: some are busy with dinner; some are busy serving their little daughter; some are busy learning lessons from the eldest son who ran away secretly; and some are busy flirting , And those who are busy braiding for the group ...
No one seemed to come forward and care about Feng Xinglang who was so tired!
Or in their minds, Feng Xinglang is the backbone of this family: he has the responsibility and obligation to take care of this family! Only weak women and underage children need more care and attention.
Seriously, Feng Xinglang wanted to be cared for and cared for. I also want to find a shoulder to snuggle to relieve the fatigue.
”Feng Er Shao, it ’s still hello. When you come back, you just have to lie down and wait for food! Look at me and Xue Luo sister, they are almost busy!”
Mo Ranran hugged Xiao Wan over late, forcibly shoved into Feng Xinglang's arms, ”You hold on for a while, too late! Your baby girl is getting more and more clunky now, and even sleeping is going to make people Hold on! ”
”Then ask a few more aunts!”
Feng Xinglang sat up and moved the daughter in her arms in a comfortable position. ”Good dear, isn't the little aunt fierce you? It doesn't matter, if you want to hold the sense, let's hold the sense ... Daddy spoils you! ”
Although Feng Xinglang's arm was so weak, he still hugged the daughter in his arms steadily. Tired and happy.
”Feng Linnuo, now go upstairs and write twenty times 'Diligent and Hard Work'! Make up for the practice words you have fallen down! Don't have dinner after you finish!”
Xueluo reprimanded his eldest son who had escaped from the house during the day, ”Will you lose your temper and sneak out?” No one can cure you ?! ”
”The snow is falling and we are going to have dinner. Let Nuo Nuo finish his dinner before going upstairs to practice the words!”
Feng Lixin kept his eldest nephew behind him, worried that Xue Luo would be able to hit a child when he stood up.
”No! It's useless to protect anyone today! Don't allow dinner until you finish writing” Diligent and Hard Work ”twenty times!”
The son is a little bitch, and the mum's temper is not much better.
”If you don't have dinner, how can you practice calligraphy? Give me face, and let Nono practice after dinner!”
Under the persuasion of Feng Lixin, Xue Luo was about to let go, but the children of Feng Lin Nuo carried it again.
”Punish hungry, even if you are beaten! Anyway, I just don't want to write that **** writing brush!”
The little guy was in a bad mood today, plus Mummy's intimidating reprimand; so he went straight upstairs with no humor, and gave Mummy and Uncle no face at all.
”Smelly boy, are you fighting?” Xue Luo was about to chase upstairs, but was stopped by Feng Lixin.
”Snow falls, snow falls ... you don't have to go upstairs, I will go upstairs and teach him a good lesson for you!”
”Brother, you can't be so old and short! Nono is almost spoiled by you!” Xue Luo complained.
”Yes, yes, it's my uncle's fault! Snow falls and you calm down, I went upstairs and thought with Nono together!”
Feng Lixin really loves children. Not only his daughter, his younger brother Feng Xinglang's three children, he also loved him. He was reluctant to hit the children himself, of course he was also reluctant to hit others.
”Xinglang, do you see it? Your elder brother is so short-guarded, so sooner or later you must spoil Nono!” Xue Luoqi sat down in a huff.
”Or do you want to spoil your eyes?”
Mo Ranran's dissatisfied hum, ”Sister Xue Luo, when you hit Nono, you are really soft-hearted! I doubt whether Nono is your own one!”
”Oh, I'm like a stepmother! Can I not love a child born by myself?” Xueluo retorted.