Chapter 1198: This is trouble

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Go and call Feng Xinglang to see this little black house set up by his father Hetun for his wife and son?
Xing Bawei was silent for a few seconds: This is all about engaging in things and pulling hatred!
In view of the stubbornness of the little guy who refused to come out, and Lin Xueluo's intentional or unintentional contribution to the situation, Xing Ba felt that it was understandable to shout to Fengxinglang to observe and appease.
The most important thing now is to coax Lin Xueluo's mother and son out of this small black room!
As for what Yifu Hetun thinks ... a little apologetic statement can also enhance family harmony, right?
"Okay, let me call Prince Xing. Be careful with Fifteen, don't let the bug bite!"
In fact, Lin Xueluo's careful eyes at this moment, and her thoughts of calling Xing Xinglang to observe this small black house, Xing Ba could still know a little or two. It is not bad for Feng Xinglang to love their mother and son more.
When Xing Ba found Feng Xinglang, he was monitoring the surveillance with Hetun in the monitoring room, looking for the place where the little guy disappeared, and looking around little by little.
It is definitely not appropriate to call Feng Xinglang directly because there is Hetun in it;
Xing Ba took Feng Xinglang's shoulder with his arm and glanced out of the door with his eyes; Feng Xinglang noticed immediately and followed Xing Ba silently, and the two stepped out of the monitoring room. .
"I have found fifteen."
"Where is he?" Feng Xinglang questioned tightly.
"You follow me!"
After no one else was around, Xing Bacai said something like a shallow hum: "Prince Xing, this past is over, you don't need to keep your heart in mind; a beautiful tomorrow is what your family will pursue!"
Feng Xinglang just made a deep pretense of Xing Bayi, and asked coldly, "Where is Nono? Take me there!"
Xing Bayang raised Yang Meiyu and made a gesture of "Please."
At the end of the dim aisle, Feng Xinglang saw his wife and children inside the iron fence.
The mother and son just sat quietly on a cot, cuddling each other slightly desolately.
The miserable light from the wall lamp on Feng Xinglang Junyi's face infects the endless sense of forest cold.
He opened the iron gate and walked in. Walked straight to Xueluo's mother and son, and reached over the long arm to embrace them.
"Feng Xinglang, are you going to Mommy with me again?"
The little boy glared angrily as he approached his mother-in-law's asshole, and pushed his father's arms around him and Mummy's shoulders to push out.
"When Mommy was locked in my little black house by my elder father, only I was with Mommy! You didn't know where it was!"
Maybe the little guy is not reminiscent of the desolation and sorrow of the past who was kept in the little black room with Mummy, but he is dissatisfied that Mummy treats the father and father better than himself. He felt that this must be the result of Feng Xinglang's mischief and coaxing Mummy!
"Now it's hard for the righteous father to leave my little black house with me and mom, but you have to grab mommy with me ... Feng Xinglang, you are really bad!"
The little guy's reprimand heard Feng Xinglang's heart hurt for a while.
The son's contending for favor with himself is completely in a controlled emotion. Maybe coaxing the little guy is fine.
just……
Feng Xinglang looked around: the icy stone walls, a damp moldy smell seeing the sun all day.
A few years old child, a fragile woman, was locked in such a space of darkness and depression and corruption.
Feng Xinglang felt like he was dumb: he just tightened his arms around his wife and children!
"Feng Xinglang, don't hold my mum ... don't allow you!"
The angry little guy started beating his dad Feng Xinglang's shoulders and cheeks with his fists.
Feng Xinglang didn't move, just let the little guy hit himself.
Feng Xinglang knew that no matter how much he regretted, he couldn't make up for the missing five-year father's love of his son Nono;
And his wife, Lin Xueluo ... not only is she not accompanied by these five years, but also her responsibilities and duties as a husband.
"Nono, don't be so barbaric! Feng Xinglang is your biological father. You must not disobey him like this!"
Xue Luo suddenly raised her voice and snarled at her husband Feng Xinglang's son.
The little guy was choked by Mummy's roar, sniffing his nose and tears, "Mum, you don't love your own son anymore! You know you love assholes! Alright? He knew he left his wife and son, and left me and his mother here in the dark room of the righteous father! "
"Your dad didn't abandon us! It was Mommy who deceived your dad ... tricked him into saying that you had been killed! In the five years of your existence, your dad did not know!
What Xue Luo didn't want to see and hear was his son's resentment against his biological father, Feng Xinglang.
"Nuo Nuo, your dad loves you! Just as you love him! In the past, no one is right or wrong ..."
The snow fell, and he wept silently on the man's shoulder.
Feng Xinglang kept silent. She didn't open her mouth to comfort the crying woman and her unhappy son.
If his wife and children don't feel his love, it can only be his failure as a husband and father!
For any reason and excuse, all rhetoric is pale.
"Fifteen, how did you hide here? You are driving your parents and your right father crazy!"
Hetun rushed over but saw his son's family of three staying in the iron fence.
When Hetun opened the iron fence gate, the three members of Fengxinglang's family were still sitting still.
"Why are you staying inside? It's wet and dark, beware of cold! Come out soon!"
But whatever Hetun called, the three people inside were silent.
At this moment, the silent silence of his son's family made Hetun realize: this is a punishment for him!
Silent punishment!
Because of this small black room, he used to lock Lin Xueluo's mother and son.
"Fifteen, come out soon! It was all the mistake that the righteous father made without knowing it! In a while, the righteous father sent someone to tear down this little black house, and never use it again!"
Although He Tun's confession was not deep enough, it was not easy for him to acknowledge and correct it himself.
"Nono, your righteous father is calling you! Come out now!"
Snowfall is kind. For Hetun, her elder, she never thought about what to investigate.
"No! I won't go out!"
The little guy is also the kind who is cheap and sells well, and it is even more confusing when he sees the righteous father.
"Fifteen, the righteous father admits wrong ... what else do you want?"
"Unless ... Righteous Father, you will be locked up in a small black room!"
The punishment of the little guy will inevitably bring childlike innocence: He and Mummy were locked up in a small black house, and Yifu Hetun was also locked up in a small black house. That's fair!
"Fifteen, it's too much! The elder father and his elderly are your grandfather, and he's old ..."
Xing Ba immediately spoke to safeguard the dignity of Hetun. I really didn't expect the little guy to be so guilty.
"Okay! Shut the little black house, shut the little black house! Fifteen, then you talk about how your righteous father will be shut for a few days to relieve your anger?"
He was able to make peace by punishing himself, and Heton accepted the proposal of his grandson.
"You are all so old ... then off ... just off for two days!"
The little guy still prefers Yifu Hetun. But in order to give vent to the mommy who has suffered a lot of grievances, the little guy decided to punish his righteous father Hetun a little.
"Okay! Two days, two days! The right father promised you!"
Hetun readily agreed, "Then you have to come out quickly, so the righteous father can lock himself in!"
"Mummy, let's go out!"
The little man jumped off the bed and took Mum's hand toward the iron fence door.
Feng Xinglang still stayed in there, no intention to come out.
"Alang, you come out too! I go in for two days and relieve my little fifteen!"
Hetun really stepped into the iron fence.
"Dad ..." Xue Luo called quickly, "Nuo Nuo is playing with you."
"A gentleman can't chase a word, since I promised fifteen, I must fulfill my promise!"
"Dad, don't do this! Nono is just a momentary will ..."
Snowfall is kind. She knows that Hetun loves face so much, and is arbitrary and overbearing ... In the presence of all the righteous sons, there is more Fan!
"Xue Luo, please take Nono with Shen to return to Shencheng! All these mistakes were caused by me. He is also a victim. If he does something that is sorry to your mother and son, it is purely Forced helpless! Dad hopes you can forgive him, so you can take Nono back with him and live a good life! "
Wei Dun, He Tun laughed at himself again, "I will not go off the door for a minute in the little black house in these two days!"
This is a trouble ...
"Nuo Nuo, how can you behave like this? How old is your righteous father, and you have to shut his little black house?"
After coming out, Xue Luo could not help but scolded his wayward and suffocating son.
The little boy clenched his mouth and didn't speak, and seemed to feel that it was not appropriate to keep an elder father in the little black house.
"Just two days off! No one can die!" Feng Xinglang said softly.
"Xing Lang, why are you still indulging in Nuo Nuo? Anyway, Hetun is Nuo Nuo's grandfather, such a bad thing ..."
"Okay, this is what Hetun deserves! Not only for you and Nuo Nuo, but also for my brother and Yanbang them."
"..." Xue Luo froze: Just because his grandson said a word, he closed his grandfather like this?
"Xing Lang, such punishment ... is really unnecessary!"
"It's necessary! At least it can make you angry with Nono!"
"Feng Xinglang, what I and Nono want is not this formalism, I and Nono just want to have a good life in the future!"
Staring at his wife in anger, Feng Xinglang came over and dropped a kiss on the woman's trembling lips:
"Then let me start with formalism and slowly go deep into your heart!"
Men's words, Xue Luo could not fully understand; but the movement of the man's finger, Xue Luo understood it!
Whether it's formalism or not, you can raise your head and exhale arrogantly, but in fact, the small evil thought is quite satisfying!
I really want to see if the snow falls: Will Hetun really shut himself down for two days!