Chapter 2287: Sneaking a Baby 62

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Wei Kang knows that his boss likes to eat apples, so he is very generous in his shots.
Anyway, the money on the universal account can't be spent. The daily accounts are enough to eat Hessian for a few years.
"Mr. Feng, should you have smelled the scent of apples? The apples of this variety are produced in Aomori, Japan; the smell is attractive and the shape is round. The apple pulp is white, very crispy and juicy ..."
Feng Xinglang sniffed a little, and really smelled the fruity smell of apples.
"Isn't this basket of apples cheap?" Feng Xinglang asked quietly.
"There is not much money! As my boss, what top delicious food can't he enjoy?"
Wei Kang hummed, "The last batch of airlifted Oolong and King Crab were used by my boss to pack dumplings for two children! What is caviar, what is black and white truffle, what is Kobe beef? Home cooking! "
"Your boss will enjoy it!" Feng Xinglang snorted again.
"My boss is not bad for money ... On weekdays, there are Japanese financial groups and organizations to pay him a tribute!" Thinking of it, Wei Kang opened the curtain. "By the way, my boss also has a very strange hobby: specializing in collecting top Brazil Pine nuts! Only shelling pastimes, but not eating himself! I remember he used to hate the strangeness of Brazilian pine nuts.
Weier ... "
Feng Xinglang's facial muscles trembled slightly, and he lowered his voice and murmured: "That's his trait of being a slave! This life can't be changed!"
"..." Wei Kang glanced at Feng Xinglang: Can he still speak well? !! If we continue to talk like this, the sky will be talked to death!
In view of the need for Feng Xinglang to go to Qibei Mountain City to hunt for people, Wei Kang resisted and did not anger with Feng Xinglang.
In terms of performance, Wei Kangming was silent, but in his heart he was waiting for the boss to rebel earlier and get Feng Xinglang to get it. In this way, Shen Cheng is the boss of Cong Gang. There is also Chong Gang and his own son, Feng Xinglang's youngest son!
Isn't it because there is a dad Hetun behind Feng Xinglang? It's almost too old to die. If the boss is determined to kill Hetun, that's a matter of capture. The few sons of Hetun have already lost their climate!
"By the way, you said that Cong had just taken the bug and An'an out for a drive in the afternoon ... where did they go?" Feng Xinglang asked casually.
"It's about waking someone up ... I don't know where to go for a drive!"
Wei Kang glanced at Feng Xinglang with a glance. "With the boss of my family, don't you worry about the safety of bugs?"
"Excessive swelling is not a good thing! There is a mountain outside the mountain, there are people outside the people, even if you don't know, can Cong Gang still not know?"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "He almost violently killed the streets, I'm afraid he forgot it already ?!"
"..." Did Feng Xinglang take gunpowder today? Why are you hitting your own boss?
Wei Kang began to hesitate: If Fengxing Lang who had taken gunpowder was brought back to Qibei Mountain City to fish for people ... would he be anxious with the boss directly? If the two really fight, wouldn't Raba Song be even more boring? !!
"General Feng, are you not happy today?" Wei Kang asked tentatively.
"My name is calm!"
Feng Xinglang whispered softly, "I can't see the boss of your family's excessive expansion! I don't know who I am anymore! But your group of people are following the ass!"
"My boss is not inflated!" Wei Kang was puzzled why Feng Xinglang was so discredited by his boss. "He is an invincible master who brings children, cooks for children, and accompanies children to learn every day. This can also be called inflation. You always bully my boss, isn't it fast?
Out of the universe? "
After the remarks came out, Wei Kang regretted: How did he say he was on the bar? Did you expect that Feng Xinglang would help Laosong?
But then again, this Feng Xinglang is really owed! Uncomfortable without being beaten for a few days! I'm afraid I forgot about the scene where my wife chased me with rattan the other day, right? !! I know that in front of me, I am proud!
"Come, you are here to talk, how can I bully your boss?" Feng Xinglang asked with a hum.
"Have you been oppressed ... you know it!" Wei Kang sniffed.
Well, in general, Wei Kang can't really talk to Feng Xinglang.
"Don't you want me to fish?" Feng Xinglang threatened.
"Ba Song has waited for you for so many years ... You take care of yourself!" Wei Kang sighed dissatisfied.
"..." Will he join the army? This guy's loyalty can be learned from the sun and the moon!
Xu was tired, and Feng Xinglang didn't want to cheer up with Wei Kang and closed his eyes.
Waiting for Qibei Mountain City is half an hour later.
Cong was just on the phone, and the two children were playing with the flowers. It seems that the hustle and bustle of the city calms down instantly in Conggangli, and time feels slow.
Feng Xinglang placed the fruit basket in his hand on the table and lay on the sofa lazily.
"Daddy, why are you here? Is it Da Nuo Nuo again?" Feng Fengzhe lowered the potted plant in his hand and asked.
Feng Xinglang was relieved to see his son become lively and kind; but he saw his son so diligent and courteous to Cong Gang's father and daughter, and Feng Xinglang was distressed.
Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's mind, he just wanted his son to be served like a little master. Rather than trying to please others like now.
"Daddy misses my worm ..." Feng Xinglang reached over and took the youngest son in his arms.
"Daddy, what do you want Little Worm to do? Are Da Nuohe and Wanye disobedient again?"
Perhaps in Feng Zhizhe's cognition, Dad said that thinking of him would always bring some purpose.
"Shit, you are my own son, just like Da Nuo Nuo and Wan Wan! Daddy loves you the same as loving them both!" Feng Xinglang deliberately emphasized the word "biological".
"Daddy, you still have to think about Big Nono and night and night tight! Don't think of bugs, you will be very tired!"
Feng Zongzhe doesn't mind if his own dad loves himself a little. He even hoped that his dad had better forget his child.
"Smelly boy, are you so cold about your dad's heart?" Feng Xinglang kissed the younger son's flesh.
"Don't kiss it! Your beard is so buggy ... very uncomfortable!" The little boy ran away with a quick whistle and continued to sort out the flowers and plants.
Feng Xinglang sighed for a long time, glanced at Cong Gang who was calling in front of the window, and squinted at Cong Anan who was spraying flowers and grass, cleared his throat and said to her:
"An'an, bring your dad the best apples, go and wash one for your dad to try something new!"
Feng Xinglang calculated: As soon as your Cong called me to kiss my son, I called you to kiss my daughter. Of course, the washed apple will not be given to Cong Gang. Feng Xinglang smelled the aroma of the apple all the way, and he also wanted to taste how delicious the apple was. On weekdays, Feng Xinglang rarely eats fruit. Even the mango he likes,
Will deliberately eat it.
But did not think Cong Anan just looked up at the fruit basket and hummed: "There are so many apples in my cold store!"
"..." Feng Xinglang had the embarrassment of being beaten up by his daughter-in-law, "Then you can take a few out of your cold store and let me taste it!"
"You still carry your fruit basket back to your home and taste it!"
Cong Anan stopped talking about Feng Xinglang, and continued to sprinkle water on the potted plants.
"Cong Gang! How do you educate your daughter?"
After eating out in Cong An'an, Feng Xinglang began to complain about Cong Gang. In his opinion, all mistakes were caused by Cong Gang.
Cong just came over and walked over, glanced at Feng Xinglang, who was in the initial state of frying, raised his eyebrow lightly, and said softly, "You have to educate your daughter well, don't do it!"
"Cong Gang, I've worked hard to give you apples. How about your father and daughter?"
Feng Xinglang was not really angry. He has long been accustomed to the neglect and arrogance of Cong Gang's father and daughter.
"An Anguai, wash two apples." Cong Gang said softly to his daughter.
Cong Anan flattened his own small mouth, and this one came up to get apples from the fruit basket.
"An'an, let me wash it."
Feng Zeng immediately lowered the pot in his hand and came to wash the apples for An An. Protecting his wife like this, Feng Xinglang is really speechless.
"Cong Gang, are you retaliating against me? You even raised my son as a little wife?"
Watching the little son rush to the kitchen with two apples, Feng Xinglang's old father's heart was cold.
"I don't think I'm good enough, you can take it back and raise it yourself!"
Cong Gang is loud. The purpose of Feng Xinglang's trip, he can probably guess.
"Okay, you will revenge!"
Feng Xinglang sighed, "I was blind to save you as a white-eyed wolf!"
Feng Xinglang has been using this terrier for two or three decades. Every time he doesn't make sense, he will use this to talk about things.
"Yeah ... why couldn't you help me to die on my own!" Cong Gang said softly.
"I regret it ... I didn't regret it!"
Feng Xinglang had a distressed expression of regret. If the years can come again, he will rush to help Cong Gang as soon as possible, so that he will not be hurt by such painful body!
He paused, stroking the muffled belly, "I'm hungry ... Go and get me a bowl of king crab stuffing."
Hearing Wei Kang said that Cong Gang had just given two children a pair of dumplings like Oolong and King Crab to eat dumplings. He also wanted to enjoy this treatment.
"Aolong stuffed clams will be more tender." Cong Gang said warmly.
"Oh, do you still have experience?"
Feng Xinglang's sleepy humming, "So what are you doing, hurry up and get it!"
Feng Zherun ran out of the kitchen, holding the washed apple in his hand, and sent a little bit to Feng Xinglang.
"Daddy for you ..."
"I want that one."
Feng Xinglang visually observed that the apple in the other son's other hand was significantly larger.
"It's for the big bug ..." Feng Fengzhi immediately passed the bigger apple to Cong Gang.
Lately, Feng Zongzhe never thought that the despicable dad Feng Xinglang should have rushed over to bite the big apple. "Hahahaha ..." The successful Feng Xinglang laughed wildly. "How about, do you want to play with my dad? Don't let me eat big ... there are no doors!"