Chapter 1094: What's right

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The cause of the matter, as well as the process and details, Feng Xinglang has been able to sort it out.
He also learned from his son Nono: Xing Ba was the one who took the little guy to find Fang Yiyan.
After settling the little guy, Feng Xinglang called Xing Ba and confirmed the whole thing.
However, he did not mention Xing Ba's beating of his son Nono; nor did he reprimand Xing Ba for advocating taking the little guy to Fang Yiyan.
From Feng Xinglang's point of view, his son's motive to filialize his dear was enough to offset the bad results brought about by the whole thing.
Besides, there can be such terrible results, and it is also the other party's own roots.
"Daddy, why isn't Mum back yet?"
The small P-shares have been much cooler and no longer hot and painful. The child Lin Nuo stretched his head to the window and looked around at the figure of Mummy Xue Luo.
"She beat your pro-son so hard, do you still remember her?"
Feng Xing embraced the little guy's shoulder and kissed him on the top of his head.
"Mummy hit her own son, she must be sad too!"
The little guy sighed slightly. "Dad, let's get her back. She's a girl running around, it's not safe."
Feng Xinglang looked at his son's small face quietly, and then smiled lovingly.
Avoiding the injured small P-shares, Feng Xinglang held his son in his arms and kissed him. "Good boy, listen to you, let's go and get Mommy back!"
This is a complicated psychology. Perhaps Feng Xinglang, like his son, wanted to find his wife Xueluo; it was just because of something like dignity.
After hearing his son Nono was beaten, he still kept a true love of Mummy, and Feng Xinglang's heart was moved again.
If you were a child, you could be more tolerant and caring to your biological mother like a son, not to ...
"Pro-son, what if you haven't let out your fire after you got your mom back and continue to hit your little poor P-shares?"
Feng Xinglang hugged his son and murmured as he went downstairs.
"She wants to snooze when she wants to fight! Anyway, my son is right!"
The little man pursed his mouth and said, "It was Fang who deceived the white-haired grandma! He was so abominable! He was so ugly that he wanted to marry my mummy, and he was not ashamed!"
"It's true to be my son ... just tell the truth!"
Feng Xinglang's small face, "But the behavior of my son is very impulsive and risky. In case my son is injured, my father is more distressed! My son is still young, the only thing to do It ’s about protecting yourself! "
"Still the bastard's father loves his son most."
There seemed to be some grievances, the little guy was caught in Feng Xinglang's shoulder socket, and he couldn't raise his spirit.

Housekeeper Mo has been chasing to the welfare home.
Whenever the mood is unhappy, Xue Luo will come here to visit those children.
It seems that some kind of strong spiritual power can be drawn from this group of children.
These children in the orphanage are roughly divided into two living areas: the area where the snow falls, most of the children have hearing impairment, mild intellectual disability, visual impairment, and lighter physical disability. Children with severe disorders and cerebral palsy live in another area.
These children are unfortunate, but lucky.
As the Mo steward approached, Xue Luo was using sign language to talk to a hearing-impaired child. The child was very happy, with an unclear slang in his mouth.
"Housekeeper Mo, go back. Rest assured, I will be fine. I just want to be alone."
"Ma'am, although Nuo Nuo was suffocated, but he was a good child of filial piety. His dad was shut down, and the little guy just wanted to help his dad. As for Fangmu ... it should be an accident."
Mo butler and the wind drizzle to persuade Xue Luo.
Snow fell silent, bowed his head slightly, and did not answer.
"Ma'am, you hit this too ... it's time to die."
"Butler Mo, it is not that I have anger. It is the insinuation of this incident that reflects the miserable nature of Nono. Whatever his motive, the death of Fang's mother was directly caused by him. of!"
Before Xue Luo finished speaking, different voices came over.
"Lin Xueluo, you give less crime to my son!"
Feng Xinglang came to find his wife; but when he heard that his wife had pressed his son, he was furious.
Seeing Feng Xinglang, Xue Luo turned and walked inside; Feng Xinglang stepped forward and carried the woman directly on his shoulder.
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Put me down!"
"You have to be clear and I will let you down!"
Feng Xinglang carried his woman directly, and in front of the eyes, walked towards the door of the orphanage.
Snow falling into the heart filled with endless sorrow: I have no right to even escape!
"Asshole Feng Xinglang, don't carry my mum, she will be uncomfortable."
The little guy poked his head out of the car and shouted, "Asshole, don't let my mommy be murdered!"
"Lin Xueluo, do you see it: even if you beat Nono, he still respects you as his favorite dear mummy!"
Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, "But you beat your own son bloodily for an outsider?"
"I'll just hit it, whatever you want!"
Xue Luo is much lazy to say something.
When she saw her son Lin Nuo painfully move out of the car, her eyes became red.
"Lin Xueluo, the one who really killed Fang Yiyan's mother was other Fang Yiyan!"
Feng Xinglang had a cold voice, his face condensed, "And you Lin Xueluo this accomplice!"
Xue Luo looked at her husband's fierce face, "But if your son doesn't go, Aunt Fang will not die!"
"Fang Yiyan's mother's death is the result of your lie! My son just stated a fact for the sake of maintaining his own mum and his own home. Why is it wrong?"
"..." Snow fell for a moment.
"Did you hit Nono, punish him for tearing off the fake mask of Fang Yiyan?" Feng Xinglang asked.
The snow fell silent.
Feng Xinglang took out the half of the photo, "This is what Nono found in Fang Yiyan's mother's bedroom. She keeps it! Don't guess, the half that was torn by his son must be Fang Yiyan!"
"... I, I just want Aunt Fang's condition to improve." Xue Luo shivered slightly.
"Then what? Just lied to it all the time?"
Feng Xinglang Sheng asked with a cold voice: "Lin Xueluo, do you think: Let your son cooperate with you to lie with Fang Yiyan, is that right?"