"When you're in the park, you can walk if you can, and if you can't go, you can take a stroller, okay, don't always ask your parents to hug you," Feng Yiping squatted on the ground, tying his son's shoes and discussing with him. {We don't write novels, we're just web text porters - ∈♀,

originally wanted to return to China directly from Silicon Valley, but when he heard Vincent say "I miss you so much" on the phone, how could he resist it?

Looking at Ma Ling and his son, remembering that at the airport yesterday, Huang Jingping and her daughter were reluctant, Feng Yiping sometimes felt that he was not a thing, although Vincent was a beautiful accident, but this accident, why didn't he cause it?

Besides, when Huang Jingping and his daughter were around, he not only thought about his son, but also about his son's mother.

Unable to allow him to sigh too much, Vincent slipped to the ground in his shoes, hugged Feng Yiping's face, kissed him firmly, and opened his hand, "No, I want you to hug me!"

Such a cute, so cute, and such a sensible and obedient son, Feng Yiping couldn't refuse his request, "You little thing," Feng Yiping kissed his son on the face, "You know I won't refuse you, right?"

Vincent put his arms around Feng Yiping's neck and smiled proudly at his mother.

Ma Ling was a little helpless, she was not usually used to her son, either walking by herself or taking a stroller, but this little guy was very good and knew that his father, who was not often together, would not refuse his request.

She scratched her son's face, smiled and lifted a big bag full of them, "It's just these two days, you usually have to go by yourself,"

"Come, help Dad bring the sunglasses," Feng Yiping handed the sunglasses to his son.

Today, the sun is not big, but they are going to the tidal lake. Look at those cherry blossoms that bloom early, there are a lot of people over there every day, Feng Yiping thinks it's better to cover it a little, he is now, the size is also a celebrity, and the people who go to that area. Most of them carry their cameras with them.

"Mom is right, you have to remember that you are a little man, when Dad is not around, you have to help Dad take care of Mom, you can't always have Mom to hug you,"

The little guy didn't want to listen to his nagging, "Go, go." Let's go play," he called, "Grandpa,"

Grandpa: What the hell? Feng Yiping and Ma Ling, who were locking the door, looked up, and next to the extended car opposite, there was a person wearing a windbreaker, holding his arms, and just squeezing out a smiling face to Vincent. Isn't that John?

This old man won't make a special trip to block himself, right?

"Dad. Why are you here?" Ma Ling crossed over Feng Yiping and hugged John, "This is the new house we just moved to, can we go in and sit?"

John nodded indifferently at Feng Yiping, who had just taken off his sunglasses, and took Vincent, "Good vision." It's a good location, with great potential for appreciation, and you can have a good income from renting it out in the future."

"Vincent, sue Grandpa. Where are you going?"

"Tidal lake," Vincent said excitedly.

"Dad, the weather is good today, why don't we go shopping together," let Feng Yiping stay in the same house with his father, Ma Ling always subconsciously resisted.

"Do you want Grandpa to come with you?" John asked his grandson.

"Yes,"

From beginning to end, he never spoke to Feng Yiping.

"I'm going to drive," Feng Yiping knew that Ma Ling would definitely not take the extended car that John brought.

"I'll drive," Ma Ling stopped him, squeezed his hand, and whispered, "You and your son sit in the back row,"

Feng Yiping thought about it, it was reasonable, if he drove by himself, Ma Ling would definitely take his son to sit in the back, so what did he say to John along the way?

When Old John stuffed himself into the small and delicate RX passenger pass, it took a lot of effort, this car really didn't suit his size, he said with a little complaint, "Japanese things,"

Yo, Feng Yiping thinks it's really rare, at least for now, this is the only thing he and John have in common.

"Are you on a business trip again, how long can you stay?" Ma Ling asked his father.

"The flight at two o'clock in the afternoon," John was still adjusting his sitting position in the seat, trying to find a more comfortable position, "try to go home during the holidays, your mother misses you very much,"

"Next time you come back, bring your mother along, let's go to Harvard to see Annie,"

Along the way, Ma Ling must have been intentional, chatting with his father all the time, so that he had no time to find trouble with Feng Yiping in the back seat.

Through their communication along the way, Feng Yiping knows John a little better, a bit like his father, this is actually a somewhat old-fashioned man with not too outspoken feelings.

This year's Easter is in mid-April, and the cherry blossoms by the tidal lake have not yet opened, but on this bright spring day, there are still a lot of tourists in this area.

At this time, in the center of Washington, on the large and small lawns, sitting and lying, there are many people, many families traveling, spread out a picnic blanket on the lawn, put all kinds of cold food brought from home, and happily eat.

This feeling, in fact, is quite good, you can imagine what it is like to lie on the square, or have a picnic on the square.

The nature of children is always to yearn for nature, and Vincent can't help but roll on the ground as soon as he gets on the lawn.

However, these actions of the little guy have diluted the solemn atmosphere among some adults.

"Vincent, is it okay to fly a kite with your mother?" Feng Yiping put the kite together.

"You go, I won't," Ma Ling glanced at his father, who was sitting under his trench coat and his face was not very good, and was a little worried.

"Son, run slower, be careful of falling," Feng Yiping shouted to Vincent, who was running with a kite in tow, "You go, I'll come over later, it's okay,"

What should be said, always have to be said, Feng Yiping thought.

"John, I'll take care of my own affairs," Ma Ling told his father, "and besides, it's a public place,"

"Come on, Vincent has run so far," John pointed to his grandson.

Waiting for his daughter and grandson to go away, John talked to Feng Yiping for the first time today, although he still didn't look at him, "The company is doing well," he looked into the distance and praised, "I guess you might come to DC, sure enough,"

"I miss Vincent, and Vincent misses me,"

Feng Yiping is still very tolerant of Old John, after all, he is the one who let his baby daughter have a child out of wedlock.

Of course, he couldn't say in front of John that he also wanted Ma Ling.

"You're not the solution to the problem, Ma Ling and Vincent, what you need is a complete home, since you can't give it, don't come to affect and disturb them, they need to move forward,"

"We have an old Chinese saying, Zi is not a fish, Yan knows the joy of fish," Feng Yiping looked at Ma Ling and his son over there and said, "We all think that the current state is quite good, of course, if Ma Ling and Vincent feel that I am disturbing, I will respect their opinions,"

As for moving forward or something, Feng Yiping wasn't worried at all, although Ma Ling was always hard-mouthed, how could Feng Yiping not know her thoughts?

"Besides, how do you know that I can't give them a complete home?" Feng Yiping asked rhetorically, "As long as Ma Ling needs it, I will solve this problem,"

As long as it's really not the end of the world, there will always be more solutions than problems.

"Settle?" John snorted, "When will you get it?"

"If they need to, I'll come, even if I'm not very interested in this holiday that commemorates the friendship between the United States and Japan," Mr. Feng said.

John agrees with this, he paused slightly, "I know that you have done a lot for them, and there are many arrangements, I don't know about China, but the United States is a society that values and is loyal to the family, and even us businessmen spend most of our time in the family, so you better let it go,"

This is a deception to children, Americans attach importance to families, but Feng Yiping is not unaware that many businessmen with large-scale businesses can often only spend weekends at home, and they can't see their children a few times a month.

Moreover, even the previous president, Bill, with so many people following, can find time to "stay" or "shed" something on the skirt of the White House intern, and it is not uncommon for the rich to have lovers outside, or to get married or divorced three or four times, which is as loyal as he said.

"John, I understand your thoughts, I am also very sorry for causing the current situation, regarding the future, I fully respect Ma Ling's opinion, and at the same time, please believe that we ourselves have the ability to solve this problem," Feng Yiping said solemnly.

In exchange for a cold snort, but before John could say anything, Vincent trotted back, "Daddy, grandpa, did you see that? Mom and I just flew the kite so high,"

Ma Ling ran back out of breath, sat down with Feng Yiping, and kissed him on the lips very skillfully, "I'm tired, Vincent, how can you run so well?"

"Because Dad said I was a little man,"

John looked at his daughter with a satisfied and happy face, and his grandson who always talked about Feng Yiping, and felt a little unhappy, forget it, the life of young people, let them come according to their own ideas, at least for now, the daughter is happy.

At the airport gate, John looked at his daughter who was pushing a stroller in front of him, and whispered to Feng Yiping, "I won't allow you to cause them pain,"

"Please rest assured John, it is also my pursuit to make them happy,"

…………

At night, in the bedroom, Ma Ling snorted with satisfaction, her face flushed, she held Feng Yiping's face with both hands, and kissed it affectionately, for a long time, her lips parted, she controlled Feng Yiping's movements, "Slow down, slow down," she said softly, "Don't worry, don't worry, no matter what others say or do, I will always be here, always waiting for you here,"

If it weren't for John, I guess she wouldn't have expressed her heart so tactfully.

However, hearing this, Feng Yiping was still slow down, the speed of the electric small motor instantly soared to the highest, and Ma Ling was immediately lost in this stormy impact, and like a fish lacking water, he was short of breath, anxious to find Feng Yiping's lips. (To be continued.) )

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