When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

The morning of the Feng family is fresh and fragrant, showing vigor and vigor everywhere;

The flowers, plants, trees, trees and trees in the courtyard have been pruned by Steward Mo to be lush and lush!

Steward Mo has always felt that a vibrant living environment will objectively cultivate people's sentiments and make people more positive.

But this morning is not quiet, accompanied by the chirping of birds and the whispers of children.

It was Xueluo who proposed to let Nuno and Tuan Tuan stay at home today and not have to go to school.

The two little ones couldn't agree with Xueluo's decision.

Xueluo knew that he couldn't stop the man from looking for Yan Bang's whereabouts; She wanted to let her two children stay by her husband Feng Xinglang's side, whether it was noisy or noisy, at least it could divert some men's attention.

"Nuno, your task with Sister Tuan Tuan today is to take care of your father, do you know?"

When the snow fell, he went downstairs to prepare breakfast for his husband and children, and then he told the little family.

"My son can take care of my father alone! Mommy, let's take Tuan Tuan downstairs. ”

Lin Nuo's children have been wilting and unable to lift their spirits. Adding the seal Tuan Tuan has always been very sticky, and the little things are annoying.

"Tuan Tuan will be obedient. Don't make noise about my uncle to sleep, and I don't pester Brother Nono. ”

The cutie is very self-aware and assures in a hurry.

In fact, when the snow fell, I really hoped that Tuan Tuan at this moment could be a little sticky and willful. Give full play to the role of her intimate little padded jacket. comforted her husband Feng Xinglang's sad and guilty heart in a family way.

"Tuan Tuan, are your little feet cold? Let's hurry up and climb to the store. If your uncle wakes up in a while, remember to talk to him more. Tuan Tuan's voice is very sweet, your uncle must love to listen to it. ”

"Hmmm! When my uncle woke up, Tuan Tuan sang a nursery rhyme to my uncle. Uncle said that the children's songs sung by Tuan Tuan were good. ”

The little cutie said obediently. The watery and cute little appearance is really cute.

"Then my aunt will ask Tuan Tuan and her own son."

Xueluo hugged his son, who had been sullen, to the bed, and kissed him lightly: "Mommy, go and make something delicious for you, wait obediently." ”

Yan Bang's death will be an indelible pain for both their father and son.

Maybe the son will be forgotten in the near future, but her husband Feng Xinglang should be unforgettable for a long time......

That is his brother who is like a brother, who has been born and died together many times, a rare confidant in life!

It wasn't until the snow fell downstairs that Feng Xinglang slowly opened his eyes.

Xue Luo's conversation with the two children just now, he should have heard it, but he just didn't want to wake up.

"Uncle, are you awake? Feel better? Does your stomach still hurt? ”

Before Feng Xinglang had time to remember what he was mourning, he was pulled back to reality by his niece Feng Tuantuan's successive questions.

Lin Nuo's child just watched quietly.

He felt sorry for his injured father, and he also felt guilty that he had failed to take care of Da Bangbang.

Seeing Feng Tuantuan's childish and innocent face, Feng Xinglang faded into a smile, "Why did Tuan Tuan lose weight?" Is it because my uncle is not at home and has not eaten properly? ”

"Tuan Tuan has a good meal! It's just that Tuan Tuan really misses his uncle and Brother Nuno, so he lost weight. ”

The cutie's skills are almost innate.

Feng Xinglang reached over and rubbed his little cutie's little face, "Uncle also wants to be together." "Daddy, is there anything wrong with you? My son will help you call Dr. Kim. ”

Lin Nuo's child held Feng Xinglang's other hand, and he looked sulky.

"No...... It's good to be a good father! Come, let my father hug. ”

Feng Xinglang wanted to support his upper body, but when he touched his abdomen, he was so painful that his whole body softened.

"Daddy, lie down and don't move, let your son come and hug you!"

The little guy hurriedly snuggled his little head over and wrapped his hands around his father's neck, like a little koala that had only been injured.

"Tuan Tuan also wants to hug his uncle!"

The little cutie squeezed over in a similar way, curling up in Feng Xinglang's arms like a gentle and obedient cat.

With a 'squeak', a Maserati stopped outside the courtyard of the Feng family's villa.

Bai Mo was facing the bright and warm morning sun, but he had a handsome face.

"Feng Xinglang...... Feng Xinglang ...... You come out for me! ”

Before Steward Mo could step forward to greet him, Bai Mo broke in by himself and shouted loudly.

Xueluo hurriedly walked out of the kitchen, "Bai Mo, so early? Can I help you? ”

"What about Feng Xinglang? I want to see him! ”

Bai Mo snorted heavily, looking like he had come to ask the master for sin.

"Your brother Lang is still asleep, do you have anything to do with him?"

Xueluo felt that Bai Mo this morning was full of bad breath.

"Heh, still asleep? He's quite at ease! ”

Bai Mo snorted and sneered, and walked up the stairs.

Smelling the strong smell of gunpowder in Bai Mo's words, Xueluo hurriedly followed upstairs.

In the master bedroom on the third floor, Feng Xinglang was holding two children on the left and right, squinting slightly and listening to Tuan Tuan's milky nursery rhyme.

With a bang, the bedroom door was kicked open by Bai Mo, and the two children were frightened to varying degrees.

"Feng Xinglang, you are quite comfortable!"

Bai Mo sneered coldly, "Brother Bang was buried in the sea, how can you still sleep so peacefully?" ”

Feng Xinglang glanced at Bai Mo and said lightly: "Then what do you want me to do?" Martyrdom for Yan Bang? ”

"You're ......!"

Bai Mo was angry by Feng Xinglang's lukewarm words, and exhaled in his nostrils.

"Feng Xinglang, are you talking about this? Let me ask you: Did your family leave the seriously injured Brother Bang on the cruise ship alone and let him be blown up by the ship?! ”

Feng Xinglang stared at Bai Mo, who was so angry that he exploded, and coldly overflowed a word from between his teeth: "Yes." ”

"Feng Xinglang! You're a fucking bastard! ”

Bai Mo roared like thunder, "What did Brother Bang do to you?" How the are you so ungrateful? Are you still not human? ”

Bai Mo ...... Don't scold...... Not what you think! ”

Xueluo sobbed slightly, wanting to stop Bai Mo's insults to her husband.

"Let him scold!"

Feng Xinglang was still cold.

"Feng Xinglang, I misjudged you! It's me who is blind! Brother Bongo is more important to you than his own life...... For you, he never hesitated to live and die! As long as you have difficulty sealing Xinglang, Brother Bang has always rushed to the first ......"

As he spoke, Bai Mo choked up himself, "Look at your family again, one by one, it's so itchy!" Your family's life is fate, but my brother Bang's life is not fate! ”

Bai Mo ...... Please, stop talking! It wasn't what you thought it was ......."

Xueluo cried, "Yan Bang is dead, and we are also sad. ”

He himself has already admitted it! What else do you guys have to say?! ”

Bai Mo roared hysterically: "Your family is a selfish ghost!" I just want to live for myself! Feng Xinglang, the affection between our brothers will be stopped! ”

Dropping this chilling sentence, Bai Mo turned around and left angrily.

Bai Mo ...... Bai Mo ......"

Snow fell and chased it out. She couldn't bear to see her husband lose another brother after losing one.

Feng Xinglang was still lying flat on the bed, staring at the crystal lamp on the ceiling motionlessly: no matter how crystal clear it is, it will not be pure now!

"Daddy, I'm sorry...... It's not good to blame my son...... My son didn't take care of Dabang Bang ......"

The little guy kept holding back the tears in his eyes.

If the white-haired old woman vomited blood and died, it was just an accident; The little guy felt that he should be mainly responsible for the death of the big bang.

As Da Baibai scolded: it was because he was selfish and didn't take care of the injured Da Bangbang.

"Nono, it's not your fault. You've done your best......"

Feng Xinglang comforted his sad son in a gentle voice.

"My son didn't do his best! My son should insist on staying with Dabangbang! Then the father-in-law will not leave the great state alone! ”

The little guy finally couldn't stop the sadness and self-blame in his heart, and he cried bitterly.

"Nono, good son, don't do this! Dabangbang's death is not your fault, it's your father's fault......"

Feng Xinglang wanted to comfort his crying son, but he didn't know where to comfort him.

Whose fault is it?

Fang Ruhai, the initiator?

If he hadn't injured Yan Bang, Yan Bang would not have been unable to move and would have been abandoned on the cruise ship to death;

But why did Fang Ruhai rob him and Yan Bang?

It must be because of the beating of his son and the death of his woman......

Whose son was beaten? Why did he die?

There is a cause and an effect!

"Brother Nono stopped crying...... You want to cry when you cry. ”

The whole process of sealing Tuantuan was confused, and it wasn't until Lin Nuo cried bitterly that she choked sadly.

"Nono, stop crying. Together with my father, go and get Dabangbang back! My father believes that Dabangbang is not dead...... He's so strong, so burly, he can't die so easily! ”

Feng Xinglang decided to give his son hope, which can be regarded as a thought for himself.

The little guy nodded seriously, "My son also believes that Da Bangbang is still alive!" Let's go find him together! ”

A month later.

Yan Bang's chances of survival are getting slimmer and slimmer.

But the search for Yan Bang's whereabouts is still going on non-stop.

Time is the best medicine, so that Lin Nuo's children gradually faded away the self-blame in their hearts, and were sent to kindergarten by Mommy Xueluo.

Coupled with the good grinding spirit of Feng Tuantuan, the little guy slowly accepted the cruel fact that Da Bangbang had died.

But sometimes, time is not necessarily a good medicine for an adult.

In a huge office, time seems to stand still at this moment.

Feng Xinglang sat lazily in the executive chair, staring at a photo that was crumpled and a little hairy for a long time.

The three men have their own signature forms: either cold and mighty, calm and wise, or arrogant and narcissistic!

"Mr. Feng, I'm pregnant......"