When Feng Xinglang came in a hurry, Lin Nuo's children were snuggling in Cong Gang's arms, eating Italian braised noodles without a bite.

"Daddy? Why are you here too? ”

When he saw his father Feng Xinglang, the little guy was very happy. completely ignored the gloomy handsome face of his father Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang did not answer his son's question, but first had a video call with his wife Xueluo. And let her see the little cub who is eating braised noodles to comfort the woman who is anxious because of her son's departure.

"Cong Gang, what the hell are you my son again?"

may know that his son took the initiative to find Cong Gang, but Feng Xinglang's tone was deliberately so unfriendly.

One word after another, it really poured out Feng Xinglang's dissatisfaction with Cong Gang for not a day or two.

Cong Gang didn't bother to answer the vicious and brutal Feng Xinglang. I didn't even lift my eyelids.

"Daddy, you misunderstood the big caterpillar. I was going to come to him myself! ”

Seeing that his father was abusing Cong Gang again, the little guy immediately defended Cong Gang.

"Why, the lesson from the last time was not bloody enough? Are you running around again to make your mommy anxious? ”

Feng Xinglang pulled a chair and sat down in front of his son and Cong Gang.

The little guy pursed his mouth, "My son has asked the slugs to talk to Mommy." ”

"Feng Linnuo, can't you be an obedient and sensible child? Do you have to toss so blindly to make your mommy worry about you every day? ”

Feng Xinglang taught the disobedient little guy in a cold voice.

The little guy lowered his little head and silently stopped talking.

"Why don't you examine yourself: isn't it because of your complicated social relationships that your son's life has become complicated?!"

Cong Gang's words once again hit the crux of the matter.

His ability to analyze problems is always so unique.

"I'm educating my son, what the are you talking about? Do you have the qualifications to interject here? ”

In front of Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang instinctively held up his master's shelf, always thinking that Cong Gang should bow down to him.

It seems that here, it should be him Cong Gang who has the final say, right?!

But Cong Gang has never been as knowledgeable as Feng Xinglang in this kind of small right and wrong.

Especially in front of Lin Nuo's children, he gave Feng Xinglang enough face and lining.

However, Cong Gang's words hit the nail on the head, and Feng Xinglang listened to it.

"Daddy, don't you be such a fierce caterpillar...... I really came to him on my own initiative. ”

The little guy snorted weakly. Thinking about it, he really couldn't listen to his father Feng Xinglang reprimanding Cong Gang like this.

It's embarrassing, okay! He felt embarrassed for the big caterpillar.

"Hurry up and eat! After eating, go back with your father! ”

It can be heard that Feng Xinglang's mood is overflowing with the restlessness he expresses.

"Daddy, you can eat a little too. The braised noodles made by the big caterpillar are delicious. ”

Although he was trained, the little guy still went to his own father.

"You can eat it yourself, my father is not hungry."

Feng Xinglang at this moment is actually hungry. These days, he has been living a life of hunger and full meals.

A faint stomach ache hit, and Feng Xinglang subconsciously pressed his stomach with his hand.

In order to seal Xinglang's stomach disease, Xueluo worked hard for him for more than half a year, and finally let the man's stomach disease control and improvement, but he didn't think that the man would once again belittle himself, ruining the fruits of women's labor, and once again disappointing a woman's concern.

He saw the sealed box on his desk. It contains one of the few Brazilian pine nuts.

Feng Xinglang was not polite, and directly took it over to eat.

"Didn't you want to peel off a little more? I'm lazy again! ”

Cong Gang raised his head, glanced at Feng Xinglang lightly, and said softly, "Feng Xinglang, Nuo Nuo said that you are sad because of Yan Bang's death." But I don't want my wife and children to see it. ”

After a slight pause, Cong Gang looked around, "There are no outsiders here, you can cry happily like your son!" I can lend you a shoulder if you need it! ”

After swallowing the last mouthful of Brazilian pine nuts in his mouth, Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang with his eyes.

"I'll be sad if you're dead."

Feng Xinglang looked directly at Cong Gang's eyes and said coldly.

"Don't dare to be!"

Cong Gang whispered, "If I have to die one day, I will definitely choose a way to make you hate me to die!" ”

Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Cong Gang, who had always been silent, and snorted a little sadly, "Cong Gang, I can't see through you more and more!" Aren't you tired of playing with me like this? ”

Cong Gang smiled faintly, "Many years ago, I should have died violently on the streets of Chinatown." It's not a pity to squander these extra days, if you can squander them! ”

"You're mocking me for saving you in the first place?" Feng Xinglang squinted at him.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang and turned his head sideways. Silently, no more.

"Lao Tzu worked hard to save you, and also rescued the sin?!"

Feng Xinglang was very unhappy with Cong Gang's arrogant appearance of loving and ignoring others.

"Feng Xinglang, is it true that Yan Bang is still alive so that you can live happily?"

Abruptly, Cong Gang skipped the above topic and asked these words coldly.

Feng Xinglang slightly hooked the corners of his lips, "Most people are creatures with feelings, not like you!" ”

With a shallow breath of turbidity, Feng Xinglang looked at the elegant Junzi Lan.

"In life, there are many roles to play: from the son and brother when they were young, to the siblings, lovers, husbands, fathers...... If you live a little longer, you can still be a father-in-law, grandfather...... In this long life, it is inevitable to encounter all kinds of life and death! The ups and downs of this life have to be tasted several times. ”

"Maybe it's like having an illness...... It's over, and it's all right! ”

Feng Xinglang didn't know if he was talking about what Cong Gang was listening to, or if he was talking to himself.

But one thing is certain: this confession can alleviate the depression accumulated in his heart to some extent!

Lin Nuo's child has been quietly in front of a devout listener. Although he couldn't fully understand it, he could realize that his father was still sad about Da Bangbang's death.

"And you are sick...... When will it be good? Cong Gang asked.

Feng Xinglang looked back at Cong Gang, pursed his lips and smiled dryly, "What, do you want me to get better soon?" ”

Cong Gang avoided Feng Xinglang's staring gaze, "I asked for your own son." You're so depressed and drunk driving every day, and both mother and son are worried about you. ”

Why does this little cub tell Cong Gang everything?

Feng Xinglang's eyes fell on his son Lin Nuo, with a little bit of scrutiny and questioning.

The little one immediately lowered his little head and did not look at his father's angry gaze.

"Unless Yan Bang can come back to life, I can be completely fine!"

Originally, Feng Xinglang wanted to say something to comfort his young and self-blaming son, but as soon as the words came out, it backfired.