Xueluo didn't know if he guessed right, but Hetun changed a lot after that.

Especially after bringing her back to Fort Pett from Shencheng, she has never been treated cruelly. When talking to her, it seemed to be much gentler, with an inexplicable sense of retrospectiveness.

"Mr. Hetun, do you want to read that poem aloud to you?"

Xueluo asked a little awkwardly. After all, it's a love poem. It seems a little inappropriate to let her tell Hetun to listen.

"You're not qualified to tell me!"

Hetun came to say this coldly.

"......" Xueluo was choked fiercely by Hetun's arrogance.

I don't say it with my mouth, but I think in my heart: If you want me to tell you, I'm not happy to say it! Why are you still arrogant? even said that she was not qualified!

Suddenly remembering something, Xueluo couldn't help but look at the left side of Hetun's eye: there was indeed a deep scar. It looks like a wrinkle!

Xueluo remembered that the poem was written on the sketch portrait painted by Feng Xinglang's mother. And that sketch is only half done. One of the most striking places is the man's left eye and the deep scar at the end of the eye.

Before the snow fell, I always thought it was a failure. Now it seems that perhaps Feng Xinglang's mother wanted to highlight that trait.

Could it be that the person painted by Feng Xinglang's mother is Hetun?

Xueluo was once again shocked by his divergent associative thinking, and couldn't help but look at Hetun's side face.

"You seem to know me?"

Hetun turned his head sideways, glanced at Lin Xueluo, and added, "Before I go to Shencheng?" ”

Xueluo felt that he couldn't say a word or two clearly to Hetun, so he chose to remain silent.

And that piece of drawing paper is still locked in the desk in the dormitory building in Shencheng, even if he says that he looks like the person in the painting, Hetun will not believe it.

Furthermore, if she was asked to choose between Fort Pett and Shencheng, Xueluo would not hesitate to choose Fort Peter.

Because Shencheng has too many memories that make her feel painful. Some of them were inflicted on her by Hetun, and more of them came from the man named Feng Xinglang!

I don't know what happened to that man now! Maybe Lan Youyou is waiting for him in front of the saddle and behind the horse!

Lin Xueluo, you don't have to rob it, you are in a foreign country, why are you still thinking about that man!

It's really that people are not as good as heaven. Xueluo thought about taking the $10,000 given by Lan Youyou to the town in the south of the Yangtze River to raise a baby with peace of mind; In the end, he didn't expect that he would save even the $10,000, and he was directly taken back to Fort Pet by Hetun.

And it's five years to live there!

Looking out the window at the beautiful scenery year after year, the snow fell and let out a long sigh.

"Mommy, why are you staring at the window in a daze again? It's going to be silly! ”

The tone of his voice really looks like that man.

A small and sturdy figure rushed straight towards the snowfall; Xueluo immediately turned around and spread his arms to wrap his arms around the little cutie who flew over, for fear that he would bump into it.

Xue Luo half-squatted on the ground, and the little thing in front of him was pampered and combed the wet hairline in front of his forehead.

The eyes looked at the little boy's little face that resembled that man with infinite tenderness: clear eyes, smart and naughty in black and white eyes, and never a speck of dust fell.

"Went crazy with your twelfth brother again, right?"

"Brother Twelve taught me to shoot live targets with a bow and crossbow today! It's fun! ”

The little one's innocent smile is as bright as the morning sun; Especially when he laughs, he looks like the man named Feng Xinglang: the corners of his mouth are raised wickedly, and the high bridge of his nose makes his eyes extraordinarily charming!

"Live target? What live target? What kind of animal did your twelfth brother catch for you as a live target? ”

The snow fell and it was a real start. She was very opposed to Hetun asking Xing Twelve to teach a five-year-old child to fight and kill every day.

But the snow fall is really unbearable Hetun's persistence. If his son Lin Nuo doesn't practice well, Hetun will separate their mother and son, so that Lin Nuo can't see his mother Lin Xueluo.

So since then, Lin Nuo's children have practiced very seriously and hard every day.

Even if he's just a five-year-old baby.

"It's all some pests, and your own son is getting rid of the pests for the people!"

The little guy knows that Mommy doesn't like to hear him say something about fighting and killing, so the little thing also learns to report good news and not bad news.

"Nuno, we are all civilized people, we must be loving, we must learn to love small animals, and those flowers and plants! You know what? ”

Xueluo tirelessly educates his son Lin Nuo to have a kind and loving heart.

"Got it, Mommy! Nono is the most loving, and will help the rabbits bandage their wounds every day. ”

Lin Nuo answered Mommy Lin Xueluo's teachings obediently and sensibly.

"That's good! Nono wants to be a good child with a heart. ”

Lin Xueluo kissed and kissed her son's red little face very gently.

"Toot toot!"

Two long car horns immediately attracted all the attention of Lin Nuo's children.

"It's the father-in-law! The stepfather is back! ”

The little guy spread his little legs, and rushed downstairs like a little leopard.

"Nono, slow down...... Slow down...... Stay safe. ”

The sound of snow falling's concern followed.

Xueluo often lamented: she suffered so much and suffered so many sins five years ago, and when she gave birth to her healthy son Lin Nuo, she felt that all the hardships she had endured were worth it.

Suddenly, Xueluo sensed his son Lin Nuo's words, as if something was wrong.

The little guy just said: He will help the little rabbits bandage their wounds very lovingly every day?

Where did all this little rabbit come from?

"Fifteen...... Fifteen ......"

The loud sound of the river reverberates in Fort Pate.

After five years, Hetun seems to be the same as it was five years ago, and the years have not left too many traces on his resolute face.

If I had to say change, it would be that his smile has become more.

Especially when Lin Nuo spread a pair of small short legs and rushed towards him, he opened his arms and greeted him with a smile.

"Father-in-law! I'm here! Catch! ”

The little guy rushed over directly in a jumping way and jumped on Hetun's body.

Hetun held the little thing firmly in his arms, but he threw it up three times in a row, making the little thing laugh non-stop.

Hetun threw away small things for four years, and Lin Xueluo was also frightened for four years.

This thick handmade carpet was made by Xueluo to find an excuse for the servants to change it. It's not because the marble floor is too hard that she doesn't like it, but because she's afraid that Hetun won't be able to catch one of them, and she will drop the little thing directly from the air.

But without exception, Hetun will steadily catch the little guy who is thrown high every time.

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