Tang Dou saw the family members on the third floor in a mess, and subconsciously asked, "What's going on?" Did Tang Feng kill him? ”

Tang Dou quickly released his divine sense to envelop the entire Wangjing Villa, but he didn't find any anomalies, but the performance of the family members on the third floor was too abnormal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Deng anxiously walked to Tang Dou with Xiaodouzi in his arms, and said incoherently: "Xiaodouzi is looking for Dad, Xiaodouzi is ...... He ......"

Yang Deng didn't know what to say.

Tang Dou hurriedly threw the FN2000 assault rifle in his hand aside, and stretched out his hands to hug the little bean in Yang Deng's arms.

Xiaodouzi saw the assault rifle thrown by Tang Dou, and a pair of small eyes with tears in his eyes fell into Tang Dou's arms, but before Tang Dou could hold Xiaodou tightly, Xiaodouzi's little hand had already scratched Tang Dou's face, as if desperate.

Yang Deng hurriedly shouted on the side: "Be careful, Xiaodouzi is not our son......"

"Hum~" 10,000 bees rushed into Tang Dou's head, and Tang Dou instantly fainted.

Xiaodouzi is not our son, so whose son is he? Seeing that he was pregnant in October, and he hugged him from the hands of the midwifery nurse with his own hands, could it be that such a bloody thing as holding the wrong child in the maternity hospital happened to him?

Tang Dou felt that his brain was a little insufficient, he shook his head vigorously, no, when Yang Deng gave birth to Xiaodouzi, he didn't do a little bit of work, and the doctors and nurses were all personally arranged by Mayor Zhao Zengrong, Xiaodouzi was born in the special care delivery room, and there was surveillance video throughout the whole process, how could he hold the wrong child? Moreover, how could this kid be wrong with the feeling of being connected to himself?

Tang Dou was dizzy, Xiaodouzi's little hand had already scratched Tang Dou's face, but with Tang Dou's current physical fitness, let alone Xiaodou's fat little hand, even if Xiaodouzi held the Cold Moon Blade in his hand, I am afraid that he would not be able to hurt Tang Dou in the slightest.

Tang Dou unceremoniously grabbed Xiaodouzi's little hand, slapped Xiaodouzi's little ass with his eyes, and scolded with his eyes: "Stinky boy, don't mess around, and beat your little ass again." Lights, what the hell is going on? What are you talking about? I don't understand. ”

Just now, Yang Deng only subconsciously said that Xiaodouzi was not her son, but how could she not know that Xiaodouzi was indeed conceived and born by herself in October, at this time, Yang Deng was so anxious that tears flowed, but she didn't know how to explain this strange thing to Tang Dou.

At this time, Yang Yiyan, who had a few blood marks on his face, stood up and walked over, and asked Tang Dou in an unkind tone, "Did that Tang Feng kill it?" ”

Hearing Yang mention Tang Feng again, the little bean in Tang Dou's arms stopped making trouble in an instant, and everyone's eyes turned over, but instead of looking at Tang Dou, they stared at Xiao Douzi's immature little face tightly.

Tang Dou didn't understand the situation yet, he grinned and looked at Yang and said: "Dad, just now I traveled back to the sky villa and pondered for a long time, I always feel that it seems a little inappropriate to kill Tang Feng like this, after all, we have no grievances with Tang Feng, we can't kill him because he may threaten us, I think, I should contact him first, and then make a decision depending on the situation, maybe this Tang Feng can help us answer some questions that we can't solve." ”

Just now, Tang Dou was in the sky villa, but the heavens and men had been fighting for a long time, and even the weapon was taken out, but he couldn't make up his mind to kill Tang Feng, it was at this time that Qin Jie called his mobile phone, Tang Dou didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the weapon and crossed back directly.

Hearing Tang Dou's answer, the little bean in Tang Dou's arms was obviously relieved.

Seeing Xiaodouzi's performance, people's eyes widened instantly.

This kid...... Who the hell is this kid? He must have a very close relationship with Tang Feng.

Tang Dou obviously also felt the relaxation of Xiaodouzi in his arms, he paused for a moment, stared at Xiaodouzi for a long time, looked up at Yang and asked, "Dad, what's going on?" ”

Tang Dou had already noticed that several blood marks on Yang Yiyan's face were grabbed by Xiao Douzi, except for Xiao Douzi's small hands, no one's hands could cause Yang Yiyan that kind of damage.

Yang snorted at a glance, glared at Xiaodouzi and said, "You ask this kid." Your dad didn't kill Tang Feng, you kid should be relieved this time, right? Stinky boy, I'll settle the account with you for catching me later. ”

The first half of Yang's first sentence was for Tang Dou, but the second half of the sentence was for Xiao Douzi.

Xiao Douzi heard Yang Yiyan's threat, snorted and turned around, and his two little hands hugged Tang Dou's neck tightly, as if he was avoiding Yang Yiyan, and as if comforting him for the fault of catching Tang Dou just now.

When people saw the cute and ploppy action of the little bean, they suddenly burst into laughter, even Yang Deng was pear blossoms with rain, but the tears in her eyes were squeezed down by laughter.

Tang Dou has now figured out that the problem lies with Xiao Douzi, he pulled Xiao Dou up, stared at Xiao Douzi's eyes tightly and asked, "Xiao Douzi, what is going on?" ”

Xiaodouzi and Tang Dou looked at each other for a moment, opened their small mouths and babbled out a string of 'Martian language'.

Tang Dou had a black line, and in a hurry, he forgot that this stinky boy couldn't speak.

Holding the little bean and sitting down, the family gathered in a circle.

After listening to the whole story of the family, Tang Dou couldn't help grinning bitterly.

Oh yes, my son is not my son, this is too bullshit, right?

Tang Dou put Xiaodouzi on his thigh, grabbed Xiaodouzi's shoulder, looked directly into Xiaodouzi's eyes and said: "Stinky boy, I don't care who you were in your previous life, you have my and your mother's blood flowing in your body, you are my and your mother's son, this is an unchangeable fact, don't accept it, Lao Tzu will open your little ass now, do you believe it or not?" ”

Xiaodouzi pursed her lips aggrievedly and looked at Yang Deng, who was sitting next to Tang Dou.

"Stare into my eyes, you can understand what I am talking and you nod, you are as stupid as a pig, you can't speak at the age of two." Tang Dou taught Xiaodouzi with a black face.

Xiaodouzi looked at Tang Dou, pouted and nodded, and let out a string of babbling Martian words from his mouth.

A smile appeared on Tang Dou's face, but it was only fleeting, and immediately Tang Dou regained a black face.

"Stinky boy, it seems that you still have a lot of memories of your past life in your head. In this way, the two of us will ask and answer, you will nod when I say it is right, and you will shake your head if I say it is wrong, so that we can communicate, understand? ”

Xiaodouzi nodded at Tang Dou.

Tang Dou smiled: "Very good, this is a good start." The first question, you're my son, aren't you? ”

Xiaodouzi shook his head at Tang Dou.

'Smack', Tang Dou's slap fell on Xiaodouzi's buttocks, and it hurt so much that even Yang Deng and Qin Jie grinned.

Xiao Douzi grinned in pain, but he didn't cry, but nodded at Tang Dou hesitantly.

Tang Dou laughed like a big bad wolf who had a treacherous trick to sell, no matter what, first determine the father-son relationship between the two, this is the basis of unequal dialogue, and it can't be messed up.

Tang Dou stared at Xiao Douzi's eyes, and asked word by word, "What era are you from?" If I'm right, you just nod. Three Emperors, Five Emperors or Earlier Dynasties? …… Summer? …… Business? …… Week? …… Spring and autumn? …… Warring states? …… Qin? …… Chinese? …… Three Kingdoms? …… Western Jin and Eastern Jin Dynasty? …… Southern dynasties? …… Sui? …… Tang Dynasty? …… Five dynasties and ten kingdoms? …… Northern and Southern Song Dynasty? …… Liaoxia Jin? ……”