Xing Ba is really well-intentioned, and he is quite shrewd.

He tried not to disobey the orders of his father-in-law, and he was able to push the boat along the river as the little thing wished; It will not be a big fuss in the morning by the little guy, a small fuss at noon, and a little trouble with him in the evening.

It was the little guy who discovered the anomaly and followed the doctor inside to discover the secret. It has nothing to do with him Xing Ba.

He only did one thing: he lured Xing Laosi, who was guarding outside, away.

There is also one of the biggest advantages: since the little guy secretly discovered the secret that his father was also in Fort Petter, the little thing will definitely not make a big fuss, and maybe he will quietly find a way to rescue his father Feng Xinglang.

By the time the little thing came up with a way, his father-in-law Hetun had already returned to Fort Peter.

As long as Hetun comes back, he Xing Ba can be regarded as a messenger.

How the little guy wants to make a fuss next, it's all a matter between the father-in-law and the twelve, and he Xing Ba is completely dissociated.

I have to say that Xing Ba's abacus is extremely shrewd.

For basic skills like tracking, Xing Twelve taught Lin Nuo's children quite well.

The doctor didn't seem to notice anything unusual behind him. Of course, there is a specialization in the art industry, and his duty is to save lives and help the wounded.

When the little guy saw his father Feng Xinglang in the dark room, he almost screamed out of control. Pretending to be calm, he covered his little mouth and hid behind the treatment cart.

While the doctor was checking the vital signs of his father Feng Xinglang, the little family rolled on the spot from behind the treatment car and hid under Banxu.

The doctor didn't notice anything unusual, but Feng Xinglang felt it. Although the little guy's movements were fast, they were not enough to escape Feng Xinglang's eyes. He waited for his son for an afternoon. That kind of ardent expectation may only be experienced after becoming a father.

Therefore, in this examination, Feng Xinglang cooperated with the doctor very much. The examination went quite smoothly and the physical condition was not bad.

It is estimated that with Xing Ba's permission, the doctor unlocked the handcuffs on Feng Xinglang's hands.

After a few more words similar to 'life is precious,' he turned and left.

Feng Xinglang's strong hand hung down on the edge of the board, and the little guy looked at the big hand, and also saw the brown scar on the palm of the big hand. It was left after being electrocuted, and it looked a little hideous.

Feng Xinglang just wanted to sit up and greet his own son who was hiding under Banxu, but he clearly felt that there was an extra small hand in the palm of his injured big hand.

The little hands were piercing, carefully touching the wound in his palm. As if worried that it would hurt him, the little hand was always light and light; Even Feng Xinglang could feel the marks drawn by his little finger in his palm......

Feng Xinglang clenched his little hand all of a sudden.

"Nono......" muttered hoarsely.

The little guy was startled, and first poked his head out from under the board to check the situation in the dark room, and only after finding that the doctor had left did he get out of the room.

The little guy snuggled up to the edge of the river, stared deeply at his father, pursed his mouth, and muttered:

"Feng Xinglang, why are you here?"

"I want to kiss my son! So it flew over. ”

Feng Xinglang described his experience so lightly. doesn't seem to want his own son to feel any sadness and hatred.

The shackles of hatred are too heavy; Feng Xinglang only hopes that his children can live a healthy and happy life.

But Feng Xinglang didn't say it, and the little guy also knew: It must be his father-in-law Hetun who brought his father Feng Xinglang to Fort Peter.

Seeing Feng Xinglang, the father of the prisoner under the stairs, the little guy looked gloomy. Hide the joy of seeing your loved ones.

"Nono, I really want to hear you call me Daddy...... That feeling must be cool and handsome. ”

Since it was not suitable to talk about hatred with his son Lin Nuo, Feng Xinglang chose a relaxed and lively one.

He hooked his son into his arms, and messily kissed his cheeks and lips.

It seems to be rubbing small things into his body. He is a continuation of his life, a blood and blood in the same vein.

Maybe he didn't get a healthy and long-term father's love and mother's love, so Feng Xinglang especially wanted his children to have more.

But the little guy snorted his mouth several times, but finally he couldn't get those two words out of his mouth.

"Let's talk about it later...... You take good care of your body. ”

The little one was teary-eyed. He didn't fulfill his father Feng Xinglang's request, but he didn't seem to completely refuse. Feng Xinglang could see that the little guy didn't want to express his feelings for his father in this environment and in such oppression.

Feng Xinglang did not force his child, but kissed warmly and kissed, kissing his heart more and more messy.

As Feng Xinglang himself said: In Shencheng, he couldn't deal with Hetun; Now that he has returned to Hetun's lair, he is isolated, and he is even less of Hetun's opponent.

"Nuno, listen to your kiss Mommy in the future...... I want to protect her for the bastard's father. It's really not easy for you to kiss Mommy and give birth to you...... She has suffered a lot and suffered a lot of sins......"

If the bastard's own father dies, what you owe to your mother and son will never be able to be repaid.

The latter words were swallowed back by Feng Xinglang.

Hugging the son in his arms, his mood could no longer be calm.

In Feng Xinglang's bitter meat plan, he considered that he would suffer some of Hetun's bitterness; But it is more or less underestimated. Xing Er's help allowed Hetun to successfully capture Feng Xinglang back to Fort Peter.

The last hope can only be pinned on Cong Gang.

For a long time, Cong Gang has been Feng Xinglang's hole card and trump card.

Although Feng Xinglang didn't know the relationship between Cong Gang and Hetun very well, Feng Xinglang knew that Cong Gang was able to rescue him from Hetun's cruise ship, and he became the only person who could rescue him from Fort Petter!

"Feng Xinglang, are you seriously ill?"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang had been lying on the quilt, the little guy stretched out his little hand and wanted to lift the quilt. But Feng Xinglang held his little hand tightly.

The reason why Feng Xinglang kept lying down was because he didn't want the little guy to see his handcuffed feet.

The little thing is only 5 years old, and Feng Xinglang really doesn't want to make him more troubled.

"It's alright...... My father is pretending to be sick. ”

Feng Xinglang whispered in his son's ear, rubbing the little guy's ear with the tip of his nose.

"Are you hungry? I'll go get you some food. ”

The little one was anxious to go out and find something for his own father; But he was tightly held in his arms by Feng Xinglang and couldn't move.

"Nono, don't go...... Let the bastard kiss dad hold a little longer! ”

Feng Xinglang clearly knew that before Hetun rushed back to Fort Peter, there were not many opportunities for him to hug his own son......