Chapter 1841: Love Letter 46

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The father and son sat in a row on the children's bed and analyzed the possible candidate for the godfather.
Both Lian Fangyan and the sons of cannon fodder like Shen Liancheng have discussed it!
"Daddy, my son thinks: Mommy can give this bug brother to this person, this person must be a man who makes Mommy feel particularly secure."
"What's so secure? That's your mummy taking it for granted! Can he be more secure than my dad?"
Feng Xinglang actually agreed with his son. I also know that his wife is not such a blind woman. Not to be jealous of her and his children's safety. But after the words were exported, they were not so pleasant.
After all, in front of his husband and this dad, saying that another man is more secure, wouldn't it be a denial of his husband and father?
But the little guy was silent. Looks like thinking about something seriously.
"Nuo Nuo, would you say ... Xing Twelve?"
The reason why this is asked is because Feng Xinglang has heard Xing Shiliang more than once that he wants to collect bugs as righteous children.
"Surely it won't be Old Twelve! Old Twelve he has the heart and the courage!"
The child Lin Nuo immediately denied the speculation of his relative, Feng Xinglang, "If I let my right father know, his skin will be cut off!"
"Is it possible: a default between the old twelve and your mum?" Feng Xinglang asked chasingly.
"It's impossible! How could my mommy be so coquettish! Besides, the old twelve's unreliable thing, how could my mommy fancy him!"
For Xing Twelve, Lin Nuo children directly ruled out.
But Feng Xinglang kept in his mind the possibility that Xing Twelve would be the youngest son in his wife's mouth. After all, Xing Shiliang had this motivation.
"Then ... could it be Zuo Anyan's guy?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"That would be even more impossible! The guy with the surname Zuo is so Low, how could he feel safe? Besides, isn't he still feeding goats in that poor place!"
The little guy thinks that Dad should be too anxious to be lost by Mommy, so he only counts Loser like Zuo Anyan.
"But my dad can't think of it ... Who else in Shencheng can dare to pretend to be a big-tail wolf and dare to be my godfather of Fengxinglang's son!"
Yanbang? It has long been ruled out. Because Yan Bang was holding his dagger against his neck and was seen by his wife.
It is impossible to be Bai Mo ...
Suddenly, Lin Nuo turned his head, looked at his relatives thoughtfully, and murmured:
"Daddy, would you say that Mommy would leave Brother Worm in the big caterpillar villa in Qibei Mountain City?"
The little guy's question made Feng Xinglang's eyebrows involuntarily. Because he had thought about it this way.
"... but your mom can't open the door."
The door had to be opened first before they could enter the villa. It is impossible for a woman to leave her young son alone.
"That door cannot be opened only by my dad!" The little man retorted.
"Do you mean to say: Cong Gang was a corpse?" Feng Xinglang looked at Lengheng.
"Maybe it's Wei Kang who opened the door to Mommy and Bug? Maybe the big caterpillar is alive?"
This is what the little guy has been looking forward to.
"Good boy, you are so whimsical!"
Feng Xinglang caressed his son's little head, and then stood up, "Daddy goes out. You can go to the mummy's room to sleep. It can help my father to ask you where the bug brother is. Your mummy really refuses to say, don't embarrass her too much! "
"Dad, are you going to the big caterpillar? My son is going too!"
The little boy jumped up from the bed and hung his father's arm.
"Sure not! My dad is going to find Brother Bugs, you have to take care of Mommy! Don't find Brother Bugs, and Mommy will be lost, then our father and son are busy again!"
Not only busy, but also quite disturbing. The pride and pride of women seem to have risen to another new height.
Although the little guy was unhappy, he stayed at home obediently. After his dad came downstairs, he rushed towards Mummy's room.
But she saw her mum who had lost her younger brother Bugs, and was waking to sleep. No worries at all.
Seeing that Master Er worked for a day, at this moment in the early morning, he still had to go out to find the second son of Fengjia who was hidden by his wife's anger, but the housekeeper Mo was distressed and angry.
The distressed man is of course the second master Feng Xinglang, and the object of anger is the second wife Lin Xueluo.
He went to the Xia family to pick up his second wife. At that time, the second wife was gentle and kind, and she was kind and loving. Everything was the most important thing. Even if she was wronged, she would only accept it. But what about the second wife now? Wayward is almost no shadow of virtuousness and virtue.
But the second master also loved her more and more, used to her!
I really don't understand the feelings between these young people!
...
Qibei Mountain City in the early morning and winter is not only weird, it also has a bit of coldness penetrating into the bones.
Feng Xinglang opened Xing Shishi, who was outside Feng's door, and drove alone.
He knew that even Cong Gang, who had lied to the corpse, would not like outsiders to step into his territory.
A beam of light similar to a searchlight flashed by chance in the mountain forest, making the cold night even more gloomy and weird.
Feng Xinglang did not believe in ghosts and gods, but at this moment driving alone in this uninhabited ghost place was really panic.
As soon as he thought of being so capricious and unwilling to speak about his younger son's whereabouts, Feng Xinglang had various brainaches.
He also believed that his wife would not put his young son in danger, but as a dad, he really couldn't sleep peacefully.
The drowsiness of the biological clock struck, Feng Xinglang opened the window and let the icy cold wind blow in, stabbing his cheek like a knife, which made him awake a lot.
"Cong Gang, if you can really be a corpse, show up and help Lao Tzu get his son back!"
Feng Xing growled loudly toward the dark forest and cemetery.
The cold wind froze his words and beat them apart, with a hoarse howling wind.
A violent irritating cough made Feng Xinglang's steering wheel almost impossible to hold firmly; fortunately, the brakes were pressed at his feet, which slowed down the car a lot. Almost rushed down the hillside and killed a car.
Feng Xinglang, who opened the smart door, was clearly angry.
Even though Cong Gang had been dead for two years, Feng Xinglang was accustomed to be angry with him.
But this time is not angry for no reason, we have to say something else!
"Cong Gang! Is your mother hiding my son again?"