Chapter 1477 Not Even a Chance to Kneel Down

Hetun still keeps his word.

Early the next morning, the little guy was sent back to Feng's house.

"My adoptive father is going back to Fort Pett to recuperate for a while... If fifteen misses his adoptive father, just call his adoptive father. His adoptive father will send a special plane to pick you up."

Rubbing and kissing the little guy's head with his chin, Hetun hugged the little guy tightly even though he only had one residual arm left.

"How long is a period of time?"

The little guy asked nervously, "By the way, foster father, how are Lao Ba and Lao Twelve doing?"

"Two or three months...I think I can return to Shanghai in time to celebrate the New Year on the 15th."

The New Year in Hetunkou is not the Spring Festival, but New Year's Day.

"Then Fifteen is waiting for his adoptive father to come back! It's best to bring Lao Ba and Lao Twelve with him."

The little guy changed his position and crawled in Hetun's arms, so that he could get closer to Hetun, who only had one arm left.

"Father, when will you grow a new arm? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as he heard the little guy say this, Hetun's old heart felt like it was being pulled.

"You kid, you always make your foster father feel distressed! You can't stop it!"

He was thinking about something, "By the way, Shi Fifteen, the adoptive father left Shi Shi in Shanghai. If you need anything, just come to Repulse Bay to find him; or call him directly. He will be there whenever you call him."

Hetun put the note with the phone number delivered by Xing Shisi into the little guy's pocket.

"Then who will escort the adoptive father back to Fort Pett?" the little guy asked with concern.

"There are still Seventeen and the others!"

Hetun patted the little guy on the shoulder and sighed slightly, meaningfully: "The foster father can finally give your second brother an explanation!"

The little guy didn't delve into what Hetun meant by 'explanation'. As long as Hetun is safe, the little guy can feel at ease.

"Dad... Mommy... my son is back."

Lin Nuo, the child who was carried into the anti-riot vehicle, happily ran towards the Feng family courtyard.

Hetun followed the little guy, probably wanting to enter the house to see his son Feng Xinglang.

Xing Shishi followed closely with two large bags of packed food.

Feng Xinglang, who never got up early, sat calmly on the sofa in the living room and waited.

"Dad, it's so early? Where is my mommy?"

Seeing something wasn't right on his father's face, the little guy immediately changed his mind and asked for mommy.

"Where did you go wild? Did you get your father's permission?"

Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at Hetun and began to question the cheerful little guy sternly.

"My son told his mommy... By the way, where is my mommy? Is she still sleeping? I went upstairs and asked her to come downstairs to eat! The pastries made by the chef of my adoptive father's family are very delicious!"

Seeing the situation, the little guy immediately ran upstairs, ignoring his father's powerful gaze.

The living room where Hetun and Feng Xinglang were left became cold instantly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you anything when I took Shi Fifteen away." Hetun still has some self-awareness.

"Be careful next time. Don't always do whatever you want!"

Feng Xinglang responded, his expression softening a little.

"Alang, dad is going back to Fort Pett to rest for a while... You, Shi Shi, and Xueluo will live a good life. When you have time, go to Pett Fort to visit me and let me pick you up on a special plane."

I don't know if Hetun who was speaking was embarrassed or not. As a listener, Feng Xinglang was embarrassed for Hetun.

Go see him when you have time? He can really think too much!

"You are already over 60 years old, and it's time to enjoy your old age! Stop fighting and killing outside, leaving yourself half disabled and half disabled. It makes people sympathize with you!"

Saying these words of concern in this way may be more in line with Feng Xinglang's nature.

"Alang, you don't have to worry about dad..."

"It's getting late, let's go back. It's time for Nono to go to school."

Just when Hetun was about to say something else, he was stopped by Feng Xinglang's lukewarm expulsion order.

It might still be possible to chat, but Hetun always regarded himself as 'father' and really didn't consider Feng Xinglang's feelings.

"Well, I'll go back then. Take good care of Shi Shi... I'll try my best to come back to Shanghai to see him during the New Year."

To be honest, the conversation between father and son was so embarrassing that it made people feel embarrassed.

When Xueluo chased him downstairs, Hetun had already left in the riot vehicle.

"All gone? I haven't had time to say goodbye to dad yet."

He just changed his clothes and left without thinking.

"Lin Xueluo, you can call me dad very smoothly!" Feng Xinglang scolded lightly.

Xueluo turned around and gave Feng Xinglang a slightly resentful look, "You don't want to treat Hetun as my biological father, but I am willing to treat him as my father-in-law! If Hetun hadn't raised our mother and son for five years, maybe I would have made a promise to my family. Nuodu will have to live on the streets!"

"You think my husband is dead!" Feng Xinglang scolded him.

"What can we do if we are alive? Facing Lan Youyou, you are still protecting me! Whether my Nuonuo can be born safely is still unknown!"

After Xueluo complained casually, she moved towards the pile of packed food.

Compared to feeling sad about the past, Xue Luodao is more willing to embrace and enjoy the future.

"Xinglang, eat and look at this bacon roll... your mouth is watering just by smelling it!"

Xueluo pinched a piece of bacon roll with her fingers and stuffed it directly into Feng Xinglang's mouth.

"What, you didn't eat enough last night?"

"Feng Xinglang, you are so disgusting!"

This juicy remark made Xueluo put down the lunch box in her hand and eat a plainer potato pancake instead.

After finishing the hearty and delicious breakfast, the next highlight was to escort the crazy kid Feng Linnuo to school.

"Mommy, it's already eight o'clock, you're already late... Let's go tomorrow!"

When it comes to going to school, the little guy has a black eye. All kinds of coquettishness and behaving well.

"My son's stomach hurts so much... his head hurts... he feels uncomfortable all over!"

"No! Feng Linnuo doesn't work at all! Mommy is ready to have a protracted battle with you today!"

"Mommy, you are so cruel... Is your biological son your own? You feel even more pitiful than the child you picked up!"

"If it were the child you picked up, mommy wouldn't have to worry so much about your studies! Put your book on your back and get in the car!"

"Mommy, you don't even love your own son!"

"Yes! It's okay if mommy doesn't love this kind of biological son who always thinks about skipping school!"

"Mommy, I haven't come back to school even after the whole school... It's already Friday, so I'd better wait until next Monday to go to school!"

"Take care of yourself first!"

Xueluo couldn't help but carry the little guy into Basong's car and personally escort the little guy to school.

"Dad...save me!"

Although Feng Xinglang wanted to protect himself, he still held back when faced with his fierce wife.

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As soon as Feng Xinglang opened the office door, he smelled a hint of danger...