The cause of the incident, as well as the process and details, Feng Xinglang has been able to sort out a rough idea.

I also learned from my son Nuo Nuo that it was Xing Ba who took the little guy to find Fang Yiyan.

After settling the little guy, Feng Xinglang called Xing Ba and confirmed the whole thing.

But he didn't mention to Xing Ba that his son Nuo Nuo was beaten, nor did he reprimand Xing Ba for advocating and taking the little guy to find Fang Yiyan.

In Feng Xinglang's view, his son's motive of wanting to be filial to his father is enough to offset the bad results of the whole thing.

Besides, to have such a bad result, it is also because of the deep roots of his own evil.

"Dad, why hasn't Mommy come back yet?"

The small strand has cooled down a lot, and it is no longer hot and painful, Lin Nuo's child stretched his head to the window and looked around at Mommy's snowfalling figure.

"She beat your own son so hard, and you still think about her?"

Feng Xinglang grabbed the little guy's shoulder and kissed him on the top of his head.

"Mommy beat her son, she must be very sad in her own heart!"

The little guy sighed slightly, "Daddy, let's go and get her back." She was a girl running around outside, which was very unsafe. ”

Feng Xinglang quietly looked at his son's sensible little face, and then smiled lovingly.

Avoiding the injured small unit, Feng Xinglang hugged his son in his arms and kissed him, "Good son, listen to you, let's go and get Mommy back!" ”

It's a complex psychology. Maybe Feng Xinglang is the same as his son in his heart, and he wants to find his wife Xueluo, but it is just because of something similar to dignity.

After hearing that his son Nuo Nuo was beaten, he still retained a sincere love for Mommy, and Feng Xinglang's heart was moved.

If I was a child, I could be like my son, a little more tolerant and caring for my biological mother, and I wouldn't be ......

"My son, if she hasn't been able to vent her anger and continue to beat your poor little stock after getting your mother back, what will you do?"

Feng Xinglang hugged his son and went downstairs while muttering inquiring.

"If she wants to fight, let her fight! Anyway, my son didn't do anything wrong! ”

The little guy pursed his mouth, "It was the surnamed Fang who deceived the white-haired grandmother!" He's so hateful! I'm so ugly, and I still want to marry my mommy, I'm not ashamed! ”

"It's right to have a son...... Just told the truth of the facts! ”

Feng Xinglang's little face, "But this kind of behavior of my own son is very impulsive and risky." In case his son is injured, how distressed his father is! My son is still young, and the only thing to do is to protect himself! ”

"It's still the bastard's father who loves his son the most."

There seemed to be some small grievances, the little guy was crawling in Feng Xinglang's shoulder socket, wilting and unable to lift his spirits.

Steward Mo chased him all the way to the welfare home.

Whenever she was in a bad mood, Xueluo would come here to visit the children.

It seems that some kind of invisible spiritual power can be drawn from this group of children.

The children in the orphanage are roughly divided into two living areas: the area where the snow falls, and most of the children have hearing impairment, mild intellectual disability, visual impairment, and mild physical disability. Children with severe disabilities, cerebral palsy, etc., live in a different area.

These children are unlucky, but lucky.

When Steward Mo approached, Xueluo was talking to a hearing-impaired child in sign language. The child was happy, and his mouth was muzzling indistinctly.

"Steward Mo, go back. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I just want to be alone. ”

"Madam, although Nono is a little angry, he is a good and filial boy. His father was locked up, and the little guy just wanted to help his father. As for Fang Mu...... It should have just been an accident. ”

Steward Mo persuaded the wind and drizzle with the snow falling.

Xue Luo was silent, lowered her head slightly, and did not answer anything.

"Madam, you've hit this too...... It's time to deflat, too. ”

"Steward Mo, it's not that I'm angry. Rather, it is a reflection of this incident in its own life, and it is the various bad natures that have always existed in Nono. No matter what his motives were, but Fang's mother's death was directly caused by him! ”

Before the snow could finish speaking, different voices came.

"Lin Xueluo, you don't want to add sin to my son!"

Feng Xinglang came to find his wife, but when he heard the charges his wife had given his son, he was directly angry. Seeing Feng Xinglang, Xueluo turned around and walked inside, Feng Xinglang stepped forward and directly carried the woman on his shoulder.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Put me down! ”

"You have to make it clear before I let you go!"

Feng Xinglang went straight to his woman, and walked towards the door of the welfare home in full view of everyone.

Xueluo's heart swelled with endless sorrow: he didn't even have the right to escape!

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, don't carry my mommy, she'll be uncomfortable."

The little guy poked his head out of the car and shouted, "Bastard, don't kill my mommy!" ”

"Lin Xueluo, have you seen it: even if you beat Nuo Nuo, he still respects you as his favorite dear mother!"

Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, "But for the sake of an outsider, you beat your own son to blood?" ”

"I'll just fight, do whatever you want!"

Snow falls too lazy to say anything.

When she saw her son Lin Nuo moving his small strand to get out of the car in pain, her eyes turned red.

"Lin Xueluo, it was Fang Yiyan himself who really killed Fang Yiyan's mother!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was cold, his face condensed, "And you Lin Xueluo, the accomplice!" ”

Xueluo looked at her husband Feng Xinglang's fierce face, "But if your son doesn't go, Aunt Fang won't die!" ”

"Fang Yiyan's mother's death is the result of your lies! My son just stated a fact in order to protect his mommy and his own home, so what's wrong? ”

"......" Xue Luo was slightly stunned.

"Are you punishing him for tearing off Fang Yiyan's hypocritical mask?" Feng Xinglang asked sharply.

The snow fell silent.

Feng Xinglang took out the half of the photo, "This is what Nuo Nuo found in Fang Yiyan's mother's bedroom." She's always treasured it! There is no need to guess, the half that was torn off by his son must be Fang Yiyan! ”

“…… I, I just want Aunt Fang's condition to improve. The snow fell and shivered slightly.

"And then? Just keep deceiving with lies? ”

Feng Xinglang asked in a cold voice: "Lin Xueluo, do you think that it is right to let your son cooperate with you and Fang Yiyan to lie?" ”