Lin Nuo's child only knelt for a while, and then began to twist his little body

Facing the hard floor with his knees for a long time really made him feel uncomfortable. And when I looked up, I saw the old woman in the photo frame from time to time. The age is not too old, but the sorrow early has a full head of gray hair.

Seeing that his father and mother were kneeling, the little guy didn't seem to want to stand up alone, so he half sat and half knelt. to reduce discomfort in the knees.

In this mourning hall, there is a camera, and there is more than one.

The guards who were guarding did not embarrass Lin Nuo's non-standard kneeling posture too much, after all, he was just a child. And in the mourning hall, he repeatedly shouted at the little guy, and it seemed that he was not very respectful to the deceased.

"Mommy, when are we going to get up for dinner?"

Lin Nuo's little stomach was already rumbling with hunger.

"Nono is hungry?"

Snow fell and reached out an arm and hugged the little one in his arms.

"Not very hungry either...... There was a little bit of hunger. ”

Lin Nuo's children can also realize that even his arrogant father, Feng Xinglang, who is arrogant on weekdays, has knelt down, and the old man of the major general should be very disadvantageous. He didn't want to cause trouble for Mommy and his own father.

"Is it okay for Nuno to endure it any longer? I guess after a little while, they'll bring us food. ”

Of course, Xueluo feels sorry for his children. It's only been less than half an hour, and if you ask them for food now, the possibility of rejection is too great.

"Okay, let's wait a little longer."

Lin Nuo's child nodded obediently. Then he looked at his own father, Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang has been silent. It looks like he's meditating on something, or calculating time or something.

"Daddy, are you hungry?"

With his father and mother by his side, Lin Nuo's children are safe. I just don't like the eerie environment that is too quiet.

The little guy didn't know that the carved black box contained Fang Mu's ashes.

"Is your son hungry?"

Feng Xinglang returned to his thoughts and lovingly stroked his son's little head.

The little guy glanced sideways at Mommy and shook his head, "My son is not hungry." He didn't want Mommy to feel sorry for him.

In fact, when Feng Xinglang asked the little guy if he was hungry, he was already so hungry that his eyes were dazzled. Not to mention the beating, in the past 20 hours, I drank a few sips of water.

Feng Xinglang saw the offerings on the table: a plate of pastries and a plate of apples.

Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds, then reached over and took an apple from the fruit bowl.

Before the snow fell before he could stop it, Feng Xinglang took a long bite on the apple, which should have been biting off the peel for his son Nuo Nuo.

After three or two bites, most of the peel of the apple was gnawed off by Feng Xinglang. He was so hungry that he was reluctant to spit out the peel in his mouth, and swallowed it directly. Anyway, you can pad your hunger and moisten your mouth.

"Well, it's pretty sweet. Good son, eat quietly, don't bring in those bad guys. Got it? ”

Lin Nuo's children nodded again and again, hugged the apple that had been chewed off most of the skin by his father, and snorted, "Dad, you bite so ugly!" ”

"Well, when we get home, my father will give you a pretty bite!"

Even if he is in prison, Feng Xinglang can still enjoy pain in front of his wife and children.

The little guy hugged the pitted apple, and reluctantly bit it one bite at a time. He listened to his father Feng Xinglang's words, and tried not to make a loud sound.

"Mommy, you can take a bite too."

The most distressing thing for the little guy is to kiss his mother Lin Xueluo.

"You eat, Mommy isn't hungry. Be good, nibble quietly. ”

Xue Luo thought: Presumably, Aunt Fang, who has always been kind-hearted, does not care if a child eats her sacrifice.

Lin Nuo's child took two small bites in a row, and then sent the apple slices in his mouth to Mommy's mouth......

Xueluo did not refuse his son's filial piety, and opened his mouth to eat the apple slices sent by his son.

The little guy then took two more small bites and sent them to his father Feng Xinglang's mouth.

The heart of the snow falling is astringent and warm. She hopes that after this ordeal, her son will be more sensible and obedient.

Seeing his wife and children fall to such a state, Feng Xinglang was really unbearable. Is he too incompetent, or is this old guy surnamed Fang too abusing his power and communiquating personal vendettas?

No matter what the reason, Father Fang has no longer been forgiven by Feng Xinglang!

Even if he abused lynching and beat him and Yan Bang, he even made it difficult for his wife and children to force a 6-year-old child to kneel?

Is this what a person with the rank of major general should do? Rigid and self-serving, using power for personal gain!

"Ahem......"

Feng Xinglang, who was shrouded in anger, couldn't suppress the resentment in his heart, and coughed a few times.

"Xinglang, what's wrong with you?" Xueluo asked heartily. Feeling something spilling out of his throat, Feng Xinglang hurriedly covered it with his hand, and at the same time shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

"Daddy, you're vomiting blood......"

Lin Nuo's children were horrified to find that there was blood spilling from the cracks between their father's fingers Feng Xinglang.

"......" Feng Xinglang didn't expect his internal bleeding to be so serious.

"Daddy, are you going to die? Bastard Feng Xinglang, you can't die! ”

Lin Nuo's child dropped the apple in his hand and hugged his father Feng Xinglang in horror.

Because of Fang's mother's vomiting blood, the little guy was afraid that his own father would also die like the old grandmother who vomited blood.

"Xinglang...... Why did you vomit blood? ”

Xueluo moved over and hugged her husband's upper body, "Did they beat you?" ”

"It's okay, I can't die!"

Feng Xinglang did not spread out his palm to show his wife the bloodstains, but wiped his palm on the black coupling on the side. can be regarded as using his own blood to commemorate the death of Fang's mother.

"How can they do this! Beat and insult ......"

Xue burst into tears and wiped the blood from the corners of her husband's lips with her hands.

"It's okay, it's all your own husband's own suffering!"

Feng Xinglang hugged the teary-eyed woman and kissed her on the forehead.

"It's all my own son's fault...... My son shouldn't be mad at this grandmother......"

Seeing that his father was beaten and vomited blood, the little guy's heart was guilty and sad. He felt that he had done nothing wrong, but the truth was that he had caused all this because he was angry with his grandmother.

"Daddy, are you very uncomfortable?"

Lin Nuo spread out his fleshy little hand and gave his father Feng Xinglang a smooth chest.

"It's not uncomfortable...... It's just that seeing my son and wife being wronged, I feel very uncomfortable! ”

Feng Xinglang opened his arms and hugged his wife and children in the crook of his arm.

"Xinglang...... I'm sorry...... It's all my fault! I shouldn't get too close to Fang Yiyan......"

Although Xueluo said so apologetically, why was she wrong?

He knew Fang Yiyan well, and he may have been wrong long before marrying into the Feng family, and he failed to grasp the scale of white lies.

Or, without the appearance of Feng Xinglang, Lin Xueluo and Fang Yiyan at this moment have developed into a real husband and wife.

Fate always plays tricks on people like that!

Suddenly......