YM778.TV Chapter 1728
Did he miss Cong Gang that dog?
I don\'t think so! But why did the little thing say so? Could it be that in his heart, his father was speaking differently?Feng Xinglang was going to refute her anyway. However, he felt that in front of this stubborn little fellow, all of his excuses were useless.
"Dad, take your little brother Buggy and go around everywhere. Your little brother went upstairs to take a look at the big caterpillar\'s favorite flowers and grasses!"After the little guy gave his instructions, he ran up the stairs.
"Nuonuo, slow down."
Feeling that the living room downstairs was empty, Feng Xinglang slowly followed her upstairs.
Perhaps because the environment that was not too gentle made Second Young Master Feng feel uncomfortable. When Feng Xinglang walked up the stairs, the little thing in his arms let out two shallow cries.
The crying sound wasn\'t loud, but it could be heard throughout the stifling tranquility of the villa.
"What\'s wrong? My lord... What\'s wrong? "Feng Xinglang stopped in his tracks and kissed the little fellow; feeling the warmth of the human body, the little thing that was originally a little uncomfortable actually stopped crying and opened its eyes to take a look.
Feng Xinglang wasn\'t sure what the little guy, who had only been here for a little more than a month, could see, but looking at the little guy\'s focused expression, it seemed like it really felt that he could see something.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly as he looked around cautiously."Cong Gang, if you are still f * * king lingering, come find me! The insect is still young, don\'t scare him! "
Was he childish enough to talk to a ghost?
"Click!" It should be coming from the third floor.
"Nuonuo..."
Feng Xinglang hugged onto the little thing in his arms tightly and walked upstairs.
"Dad, have you been here alone?"
Little friend Linnuo stood in front of the flowers and plants, thinking about everything.
"Why do you ask?"Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.
"Because there are some flowers and plants. They\'re all still alive! "The flower rooms that Cong Gang left behind were not all filled with those delicate orchids that were hard to serve; there were also a number of pots and pans that Feng Xinglang thought were very easy to deal with. Just pour some water and get some nutrient solution and they\'ll grow brilliantly.
However, those that survived were basically those with tenacious vitality.
"Daddy threw away those withering plants and flowers! Even if you keep it, it would still be eye-catching! ""Father!" Why did you randomly throw away the things of the giant caterpillar! "
The little guy seemed a little angry. "Maybe those flowers you threw away are the favorite flowers of the big caterpillar!""So what if he likes it? Anyway, he could not see it! For my father to be able to take care of the flowers and plants for him for such a long time, that\'s already enough to give him face! "
Seeing that his son cared so much about Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang became somewhat sullen."Dad, if you don\'t want to take care of these flowers for the big caterpillar, then just let your own son do it!"
The little guy frowned again, "It\'s just that my son\'s face can\'t be washed away here. Daddy, can you think of something? "
Actually, there was an intelligent irrigation system installed in the greenhouse. He only needed to replenish some liquid and medicine at regular intervals.
"Nuonuo, watch out for your father!"
Feng Xinglang solemnly declared, "The giant caterpillar is already gone... We\'ll just keep him in mind! No need to do these formal things! Sooner or later, these flowers and plants would wither! No life can last forever in this world! "The little guy tightly pursed his lips, as if he was unwilling to accept the logic of his biological father.
"If it\'s in the past, then let it be!"
Feng Xinglang stroked his son\'s stubborn little head, "Such a huge caterpillar, even in hell it will be safe!"
"Big caterpillars don\'t go to hell!" "The big caterpillar will be in heaven!" the little boy corrected.
"Heh heh."
Feng Xinglang sneered, "How many people\'s blood have Cong Gang\'s hands been drenched in? You can even go to heaven?! "
"That is also the blood of bad people! The big caterpillar is a good man! "
"Fine, fine, fine, fine. Big Caterpillar is a good person! The best person in the world! "
Feng Xinglang did not want to argue with his son, "Nuonuo, it\'s getting late, we have to bring Little Brother Bug back home!""Insect, are you hungry?"
When little brother Linnuo stood up on his tiptoes to look, he cried out in surprise, "Father, quickly look, little brother Buggy is watching with his eyes wide open!"
"He must be feeling uncomfortable!"
Feng Xinglang had the intention of fooling around and urging them on, "Let\'s hurry up and go back!"
"But Brother Bug isn\'t crying!" Furthermore... I feel like he really likes it here! "Second Young Master Feng\'s living environment had always been warm and comfortable. He seemed to like coming to such a shady place all of a sudden. So he kept his eyes open. He just didn\'t know what he was looking at or how much he could see.
"This place is gloomy, let\'s go back!" If your little brother Bug gets a cold, if your mommy gets angry, both father and son will have to suffer! "
Under Feng Xinglang\'s continuous coaxing and deceiving, only then did Linnuo\'s little friend reluctantly leave Cong Gang\'s villa.Just as he walked out of the living room, the little thing in Feng Xinglang\'s embrace hummed twice, as if it was nostalgic, but also as if it was a kind of love that made people hate each other for being late.
Later, Feng Xinglang realized that …
"Insect, if you like it, brother will bring you here next time!"Linnuo protected the little thing in the infant\'s basket with his arms. "When you grow a little older, big brother will tell you the story of the giant caterpillar! Big caterpillar, he is very powerful. Biderman, iron
"Men (Iron Man) are all amazing!"
"Feng Linnuo, aren\'t you exaggerating a little too much? You want a big caterpillar to fly around and give it a try? "
Feng Xinglang laughed at his son who had almost become a god."In the eyes of my own son, a big caterpillar is the best!" The little guy humphed nonchalantly.
"That\'s right... Therefore, the strongest died the earliest! "
Feng Xinglang made fun of the negative energy again. It was as if whenever it came to topics related to Cong Gang, he would instinctively belittle him.
"My dear father, isn\'t it too heartless of you to speak of big caterpillars like that?"The little guy immediately carried his father Feng Xinglang along, "The reason why the big caterpillar died so early is because it saved you!"
"Father is his master! To sacrifice his life for me is his honor! "