Chapter 854: Leave Shencheng

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Lin Nuo's life is quite brilliant!
Everywhere he went, he spoiled him like this.
Last night, the little thing that was too crazy went to sleep to wake up naturally; then there was Xing Shiliang waiting to wash the little thing that was half asleep and half awake.
Even though it was almost ten o'clock, the breakfast was still warm. They are all meat and fruit snacks loved by Lin Nuo children.
Everyone has been waiting. Including eating and drinking a bowl of tonic soup.
"Father, let fifteen look."
Every time the little guy comes, he will lift up the clothing on the back of Hetun to check the injury.
"The righteous father is much better."
Such a small filial piety is really useful to Hetun.
Given that the little guy refused to call Grandpa Hetun alive, he was afraid that they would be more senior than Xing Twelve, so Hetun defaulted the little guy to continue calling his righteous father.
"It's really much better!"
In fact, the little guy couldn't see anything at all, and Hetun's back with medicine still looked strong.
Watching the little guy gobble up as deliciously as a little wolf cub, Hetun's eyes full of pampering.
If it wasn't for the care of his own son Xing Lang, he really wanted to keep this little thing with him 24 hours a day.
Maybe the traction in the deep, as soon as Hetun was born from this little thing, he rejoiced in this clever and proud little guy.
It now seems that the blood-thickness family has been maintaining such mutual love.
"Fifteen, what has your dad been doing lately?"
He Tun struck beside him, trying to find out the news of his son Feng Xinglang from his mouth.
In fact, Hetun knew more or less the whereabouts of Feng Xinglang. But the private affairs in the house are not so easy to know.
"Busy to make milk for my son 呗; busy courting his own woman 呗 ... always fighting with me to mommy's sleep, so annoying!"
The little guy expressed his dissatisfaction with his father and father Feng Xinglang with a little emotion.
"Ha ha ha ha ... then you let your dear!"
Hetun was happy. Or he more earnestly hoped that Xueluo would conceive a second child than Feng Xinglang, so that he could spend a lot of time with his dear grandfather.
"Why? Mummy is mine! Only love me!"
Well, this selfish and careful eye. It should be said that most of them were given by the pro-grandpa, Bai Hetun.
"But your mum is also your dear's wife! It is your responsibility to open up your dears. You can come to the righteous father more. The righteous father and your 12th brother will spoil you. "
In the eyes of Hetun, the role of daughter-in-law, Lin Xueluo, left only a lot of children for Feng Xinglang.
Seeing that Yifu Hetun always helped the bastard's dad to speak, the little guy seemed to remember something, and immediately put down his spoon and ran to the room.
Xing Ba had originally promised to take it out when Feng Xinglang came to pick him up in the afternoon, but the little guy chose to take it out now.
Because the little guy thought: The four words in the letter must be cursing Yifu Hetun.
The little guy took the envelope from the schoolbag and patted it on the dining table.
"Here, this is a letter from Bastard Xinglang! Don't get angry after you read it!"
A letter from my own son?
He Tun looked forward to it immediately. It seemed to bring a little excitement.
But when Hetun saw the four words on the stationery, his face fell cold.
[Leave Shencheng]
These four traditional Chinese characters really cool Hetun's heart.
His own son asked him to leave Shencheng!
Is this the rhythm of not wanting to see him again in this life?
"Yifu, did the blame you? He is not filial!"
Obviously, the little guy didn't understand these four words; no one told him what they were.
Perhaps Feng Xinglang was right. Xing Ba and they wouldn't tell the little guy what it sounds like 'cruel'.
"No ... your dad asks me how you are doing!"
In the same way, Hetun also chose to be half-covered with the little guy.
If the little guy knows that his dad is forcing Yifu Hetun to leave Shencheng, he may not be able to make trouble with Feng Xinglang when he returns.
Hetun is a wise man.
He knows how to do beautiful work!
Without hurting the young mind of a 5-year-old child!
Otherwise, Feng Xinglang will not write the traditional Chinese characters that the little ones will definitely not know.
"So what did your sons write?"
The little guy is still curious.
"Looks like 'Early Recovery'." He Tun said slightly.
"No way ... this second word doesn't look like the word" Day "?"
The little boy looked upside down with the stationery, but he couldn't recognize it.
Deep experience: On the importance of learning box characters!
"Fifteen, come and let the righteous father hug ..."
The sadness came suddenly, not suddenly. In order to calm down the sadness in his heart, Hetun held the little guy tightly in his arms.
It is full of reluctance.

Repulse Bay entrance.
"Xing Lang, come with me to pick up Nono."
After experiencing the sadness that sent Yuan Duoduo away, Xue Luo seemed to care more about the preciousness of family. Even knowing that Feng Xinglang would resist, she still spoke out her proposal.
"Do you want me to bring a gun in? Or a knife?"
In Feng Xinglang's eyes, there was a calmness of calmness.
"Then I went in by myself."
Snow fell was not forced. He knows that it takes more than time for a man to accept the existence of Hetun.
For some time now, Feng Xinglang assumed that his wife and children would enter and exit Repulse Bay to visit Hetun happily. From the perspective of Xue Luo, it was kind enough.
Perhaps Xue Luo didn't know: behind Feng Xinglang's kindness, he was forcing Hetun to leave Shencheng! Father and son never meet again!
Just a few steps after Snow fell off the car, he saw that under the of Xing Shiliang, his son Lin Nuo was happily running along the route of the size 'S' like a little cheetah and snorted towards Mommy Snow Falls.
"Mummy ... do you miss your dear son?"
"Of course I think! Don't think so!"
Xue Luo picked up his son, who was getting heavier, and kissed and kissed the little boy's sweaty cheek.
"How can you play so crazy? Toss your righteous father again?"
"Nothing ... The righteous father is old and can't play!"
Xue Luo suddenly found the rosewood bracelet on her son's wrist.
Very familiar!
"Nuo Nuo, where's your hand string? Shouldn't it be yours who stole your righteous father?"
Xue Luo's blame was awful. Because Xue Luo knew that this rosewood bracelet was the root of Hetun's life, and it was always worn on his wrist.
If Xue Luo guessed correctly, this rosewood bracelet should be given to Hetun by Feng Xinglang's mother.
"How could it be stolen? The righteous father asked me to bring this thing back to my dear! It's dark and ugly, so I don't want to wear it!"
The little boy disgustedly took off the rosewood bracelet that Hetun had personally put on him, wrapped around his fingers and turned like a toy, and happily little legs ran towards the stopped Porsche at the entrance of Repulse Bay.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, this is a gift from my elder father!"
As soon as I climbed into the car, the little thing was thrown over the rosewood bracelet in the handle.
Feng Xinglang only glanced at it lightly, and then the rosewood bracelet was dropped on the dashboard.
An indifferent look that didn't care and was heartless.
"Xing Lang, this is your mother's relic." Xue Luo reminded.
Feng Xinglang just reached down and kissed the little thing that climbed up his strong legs. He kindly asked, "Did you want to kiss my father?"
"No! Anyway, you only know that you have had a two-person world with your own woman, and you certainly haven't missed my pro-son!"
When mentioning the two-person world, Feng Xinglang frowned.
"But dad misses you!"
Feng Xinglang's voice was heavy, and he pressed his cheek firmly against the little guy's head, overflowing with the feelings of the calf.
As a child, Feng Xinglang distorted his father's role; perhaps the only thing that can survive is to give his children full of fatherly love without any reservation!
Xueluo knew that it was the rosewood hand string that Hetun gave.
"Feng Xinglang, my righteous father also said: He will do what you want."
Thinking of it, the little guy looked up, "Yes, dear, what exactly did you write to my righteous father? After seeing my righteous father, I'm not happy ... I touched this hand with a glum in the afternoon."
Feng Xing Lang silent for a few seconds, seems to be thinking; then he picked up the rosewood bracelet on the dashboard, and put it back on the arm of his son Feng Lin Nuo again.
"Nuo Nuo, send this thing back to Hetun! Just say I don't need it!"
The little guy froze for a while, then nodded.
Thinking about the things that the righteous father often wears on his hands, I should like it very much, and it doesn't seem appropriate to give it to others.
So, the little guy half held the rosewood bracelet on his arm and ran towards the villa again.
"Xinglang, I'll just go in and take a look at Hetun."
Xueluo felt: Hetun would be sad when he saw the bracelet, so he wanted to go with his son to comfort him.
"No need to!"
Feng Xinglang said coldly, "It's kind enough to keep him alive until now!"
Xue Luo knew Feng Xinglang's difficult heart, but how to say that He Tun was the grandfather of his son Lin Nuo, and he had been with him for five years, which provided a safe haven for their mother and son.
Xue Luo shook Feng Xinglang and shook her hand, "At least there is no Hetun, I and Nuo Nuo may have been killed by Lan Youyou!"
Looking at the back of the woman who resolutely walked in, Feng Xinglang Jun's eyes narrowed slightly.
The son just said, "He will do what you want." Does it mean that Hetun has decided to leave Shencheng?
How rare he is so obedient!
"Father ... Father ..."
Seeing the little guy running back again, Hetun welcomed him.
"My dad said he didn't need this ... let me return it to you!"
In order to show comfort, the little boy cleverly put on the rosewood bracelet for Hetun. "Father, you look better!"