Chapter 2188: Postscript 6

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Even letting my dad whisper in his ear can't hide the feelings of the Feng Fengzhe children who can't wait to see Xiao An'an.
The little guy kept digging in the window and looked at the European-style retro villa that was getting closer.
Feng Xinglang Yingting's eyebrows Shi Shiyang: The younger son should be cured of autism, but how does it look like he has fallen into early love?
Fortunately, the son who was in love early was going to be replaced by his daughter, and I was afraid that Feng Xinglang would be very anxious.
His youngest son was soaked with Cong Gang's daughter.
"Ba Song, unlock it!"
Before Bentley stopped, the little boy urgently reminded Bason of driving.
"Oh, what's so urgent about Feng Ergong's desire to see his little girlfriend?"
Ba Song likes to play fun. This little thing either didn't say a word or it was a blockbuster.
"An An ... An An ... the worm brought you delicious food! An An ..."
The little guy did not laugh at Basong, but climbed out of the car with Grandma An's packed food.
"Mr. Feng, what is your mood to see your daughter-in-law this time ..." Ba Song asked jokingly.
Watching the little son's eager and attentive figure, Feng Xinglang really felt so emotional for a while.
"I'm in a good mood ... not bad!" Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows.
My little cub is going to Gongren's hard-fed cabbage, and of course I will feel better.
Feng Xinglang walked towards the villa leisurely and saw the sizzling fried steak on the dining table. Serve with pasta and vegetable salad sprinkled with pine nuts. Obviously, this is a breakfast specially made for him.
Feng Xinglang has a bad habit: he doesn't like to eat light and tasteless food in the morning, but he likes heavy taste instead.
Glancing at the kitchen, Feng Xinglang sat down at the dining table and began to eat the plate of well-fried steak.
The taste is really good, quite appetizing.
When Cong walked out of the kitchen, he had a simple breakfast in his hand: dimly millet porridge, poached eggs and beef.
Cong Gang at home looks very mild. But his kindness seemed to bring a stranger who couldn't speak a little closer. It does not include Feng Xinglang. Because he wants to be close.
Feng Xinglang glanced behind Cong Gang and did not see An An in the mouth of his younger son.
While chewing the vigorous steak in his mouth, Feng Xinglang looked around, "Cong Gang, what's your little An An? Why, can't bear to let her out to see the light?"
"Asleep." Cong Gang responded softly and sat down opposite Feng Xinglang.
"Still your fried steak meets my appetite!" Feng Xinglang praised.
But such praise seems to bring a little bit of arrogance. The implication is: your Cong Gang is only suitable to serve me!
Cong Gang ignored the behavior of Feng Xinglang who put gold on his face. Just silently drinking his indifferent millet porridge.
"Why did you suddenly want to have a child?" Feng Xinglang said a question that he had been puzzled all night.
"... at the request of someone." Cong Gang responded softly.
"Request? Who would beg you to have a child? Your woman? That Lia?" Feng Xinglang frowned.
Cong Gang took a deep look at Feng Xinglang, then lowered his head, and began his memory Qing Qingqing: "You said I worked so hard to make so much money, in addition to supporting my wife and children, I just want to be in you Look at me in front of you, want you to look at me, adore me, admire me, follow me? You really want me to be like a beggar
So, hope that you have a poor friendship for my alms? "
Feng Xinglang Jun's eyebrows straightened: Why does this sound so familiar? Seems to have heard anyone say that!
Seeing Feng Xinglang's frowning eyebrows, Cong Gang knew that this guy with a mouth full of trains should have forgotten all he said!
It doesn't matter if someone forgets it, he will remember it for him! Just when Feng Xinglang was pondering what Cong Gang's inexplicable words meant, he saw a little baby girl less than two years old quickly slipping off the stairs. Barely fluffy little feet, and a diaper in one hand ...
?
This baby girl should be An An in the mouth of the younger son!
The small things carved in pink and jade look much more sophisticated than those of the same age. Especially her inborn Gao Lengfan ... even with bare feet, she is full of aura!
Feng Xinglang's eyes were completely locked by Xiao An'an who came downstairs; Cong Gang's eyes fell on Feng Xinglang's face and seemed to be watching his reaction to An An.
Xiao An'an just calmly glanced at the strange Feng Xinglang, and rushed towards Cong with the wet urine in his hand.
After standing firmly at the table, Xiao Anan patted her on the table.
"Good, Ann, change it!"
Cong Gang reached out and stroked Xiao An'an's head. And put that piece of urine back into Xiao cute's hand.
Feng Xinglang's eyes were full of surprise: Did he hear you right? This guy Cong Gang is calling a little thing who is still drinking a bottle to change urine himself?
"An'an, let me help you change urine! I will change too!"
Run upstairs to find Xiao An'an's Fengzhe, and run downstairs again. Seeing that An An wanted to change urine and not wet, he diligently came to Mao and recommended himself.
Upon seeing Feng Zong, the sticky little follower, Xiao An An immediately picked up urine and ran quickly towards the bathroom.
"An'an ... An'an ... You wait for me! I will change my urine without getting wet!" The Feng Fengzi chased after him quickly.
The younger son's early love started from changing the urine of the young girlfriend?
With a bang, Xiao An'an closed the door to the bathroom.
"Little bug, An An will change it by yourself, let her do it yourself!" Cong Gang Wenyan said.
The Feng Zongzi children waited outside the toilet door.
"Cong Gang ... The child is only ten months old, did you even let her change urine?" Feng Xinglang was surprised and surprised.
"An An started training in ten months. Now I can basically take care of myself!" Cong Gang said indifferently.
"What? Trained at ten months? Oh, Cong Gang ... what do you think of your daughter? Do you want to train her as a killer?"
Feng Xinglang really couldn't understand Cong Gang's behavior, "Is that the child you were born with?"
"I just thought: Even if I can't come back to the street one day, she can live alone!"
Cong Gang's childcare methods are really not acceptable to ordinary people.
Including Feng Xinglang, he also did not approve of Cong Gang's relentless education method.
There is no family at all!
Feng Xinglang's lip corner wriggled fiercely, angrily humming, "Cong Gang, a person like you is not equipped with a child!"
"If she can't even do that, she's not worthy of being my Cong Gang's child!" Cong Gang faintly said.
The corner of Feng Xinglang's lips moved slightly: look at this guy! Fortunately, I only gave birth to a daughter. If I had a son, I wouldn't have grown up as a Superman? !! It ’s just that his daughter was born as well as he was born to his son Feng Xinglang!