Chapter 2034: Cong Gang articles (16) (1/2)
For someone who can eat so much without eating vegetables, Cong Gang is helpless.
It is impossible to say, because he will cheat with you! That eloquence is better than you, and has more eyes than you!
Be tougher, because he will frizz with you and get emotional! More like an uncle than an uncle!
”Zongzhe, do you want to play Flying Sword?” Cong Gang asked loudly.
The little boy nodded again and again: ”Big bug ... blade ... biubiu!”
”You fed them all to your dad ... The big bugs will play flying swords with you!”
Perhaps the only thing that Feng Xinglang would not resist is that his own son feeds him. It was really helpless to force him to eat some vegetables in this way.
”Daddy eats ... Daddy eats!”
The little guy who got the order immediately changed the broccoli and okra in his hand to the mouth of his relative, Feng Xinglang.
”My dad will also play the sword ... Dad will play with you for a while! My grandfather ignores the bug!” Feng Xinglang is still making a final resistance.
”Big bugs don't smell ...” The little man moved to the end of the bed and sniffed one of his father's feet.
”Shit boy, is it so exaggerated?”
As soon as my dad opened his mouth, the little guy quickly inserted the broccoli in his right hand into Feng Xinglang's mouth. And cover it with his small hand. If you do n’t eat, you have to eat, you have to eat!
I have to say that the response speed of small things is much sharper than that of children of the same age.
Feng Xinglang had to frown and ate the broccoli. ”Smelly boy, can't you clean your hands?”
The little guy raised his two little hands and shook them in front of his dad. ”Washed up ... super clean!”
The okra in the other little hand was also stuffed into my dad's mouth, ”Daddy is good ... eat ... eat!”
Later, the little guy simply removed the Italian beef tenderloin noodles in front of his dad.
”Where can I go? Dad is not ready yet!”
When Feng Xinglang reached for his hand, the little guy had brought the plate of vegetables over.
”Don't eat vegetables ... Do not eat meat!” The complement should be: If you do not eat vegetables, you are not allowed to eat meat and noodles.
”That dad is full, stop eating at the head office!”
Feng Xinglang fought a long battle with his younger son. Time flows so warmly and comfortably.
Perhaps, Feng Xinglang had never spent so much time and so much patience with his young son. He found that these two days the little guy was particularly good at speaking, and was almost a matter of talking. And quick thinking.
Follow Cong Gang like a little tail every day. No matter what Cong Gang is doing, the little guy will be very happy, and the light of worship and dependence always flashes in his eyes. The obedient and docile appearance exposed makes Feng Xinglang really envious!
”Don't dad!” With a click, the little guy put the plate on the table and turned away.
”Zugong!” Cong Gang shouted, ”No matter when and where, you are not allowed to say such words!”
The little fellow Cong Gang was fierce came forward and hugged Cong Gang's legs, and looked up at him poorly, ”Big bug ... not angry!”
”Cong Gang, what the **** are you doing to my son? Come on, come to your dad!”
Seeing his son's pitiful little appearance, someone who was extremely protective of the calf was heartbroken.
But the little guy just clung to Cong Gang's legs and refused to let go. He looked at Cong Gang with poor eyes.
”Dog, you can't give birth to a son, so let my son breathe?”
That's how someone's desire and sin come, and it sounds harsh.
”Okay, I have eaten this plate of vegetable head office, have a look at me ... Don't ask Lao Tzu to cooperate with the doctor for a check.”
Can this also be a condition for someone to be clumsy? !! Feeling this leg is not his own line? !!
Feng Xinglang started to eat the plate of vegetables with anger, and it looked painful and angry ... Isn't it just a few mouthfuls of vegetables, which really embarrasses him!
When someone finished the plate of vegetables with resentment, the little boy jumped back to his father's bed and brought the plate of beef noodles back to his father. ”Daddy ... eat meat!”
”Don't eat it! Daddy is in a bad mood! Don't want to eat it!” Feng Xinglang closed his eyes.
A living person had been imprisoned in a hospital bed for almost 24 hours, and Feng Xinglang inevitably had some emotions.
”Don't you just eat a few more mouthfuls of vegetables ... why are you wronged?”
Cong Gang came forward and moved Feng Xinglang's injured leg lightly. ”You, the King of Heaven, refused to eat, and I and Duck were afraid to eat.”
Seeing Feng Xinglang still with her eyes closed, Cong Gang picked up the plate of beef tenderloin noodles, ”The little waiter for your meal?”
Feng Xinglang opened his noble eyes and snorted coldly, ”It's almost the same!”
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Immediately after the infusion, Feng Xinglang was preparing to rest for a while, and the door of the ward was pushed open.
”Daddy ... how are you?” Is the cheerful figure of Grandpa Nuo.
”Here is my eldest son ...”
When Feng Xinglang opened his arms and wanted to hug his eldest son Feng Linnuo, the little guy ran straight towards Cong Gang, who was packing medical equipment.