Chapter 1683 Tossing with Love 11

It wasn't until dinner that Feng Xinglang and his son returned.

Feng Xinglang and his son stayed in Cong Gang's house for a whole afternoon.

Feel the presence of Cong Gang!

Listen to Cong Gang’s presence!

It's a pity that the little guy can't achieve this kind of spiritual perception.

Absence means absence, even if the little guy is already very attentive!

The little guy's eyes were still red after being comforted by his biological father Feng Xinglang, and his whole body was wilted and he couldn't muster any energy.

He just lay quietly on his father Feng Xinglang's shoulder, thinking about his little thoughts.

"Nono, why are you being held by your biological father again? The injuries on your biological father's body are not completely healed yet."

Seeing her son leaning on her husband's shoulder, Xueluo felt sorry for her injured husband, so she gently reminded her son in the act of "acting like a baby".

The baby reached a consensus with his biological father: not to make the pregnant mother sad; the little guy rubbed his face with the back of his hand to wipe away the remaining tears.

After sniffing his somewhat blocked nose, the little guy moved off his father.

"Mommy, is my sister good today?"

There is a bit of a forced smile.

"Nono, what's wrong? Your face is wrinkled... unhappy?"

How could Xueluo, who regarded her son as her heart and soul, fail to see that her son was depressed.

"My son is not unhappy..."

The little guy lowered his head. He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but he couldn't control his emotions.

He couldn't move as freely as his biological father Feng Xinglang.

"My son is tired and wants to go upstairs to sleep."

Not wanting his mother to see his sadness, the little guy hurried upstairs.

"Nono... Nono... it's almost time to have dinner... go upstairs to sleep after eating!"

Xueluo's call failed to stop the little guy, who ran upstairs without looking back.

"Xinglang, what happened to Nono?"

Xueluo turned around and asked her husband beside her.

"My son is older and has his own thoughts. I will send dinner upstairs to him later."

Feng Xinglang stepped forward and gently hugged his pregnant wife, kissing the woman's forehead. It seemed that his sad and depressed heart had been soothed for a moment.

"By the way, Nono said last night that he wanted you to take him to see Cong Gang. Have you taken him there?"

Xueluo thought of her son's troubles last night.

"That guy Cong Gang has always been elusive... I guess he didn't see anyone, so the little guy felt unhappy."

In the wife's view, her son's unhappiness needs a reason. So Feng Xinglang used not seeing Cong Gang as an excuse and reason.

"I haven't seen Cong Gang for a long time... Could he be injured?"

Xueluo asked. Several times she wanted her husband to take her and Nonoo together to thank Cong Gang, but she was declined by her husband for various reasons.

"Oh, I remembered it. I think I heard you mention it: Cong Gang went to Thailand with Wei Kang for plastic surgery because his face was burned. Haven't you come back yet?"

"..." Feng Xinglang was really startled: Did he say that?

It seems, it seems... When Wei Kang called to announce the funeral, he lost control of his emotions for a moment. When questioned by his wife, he did make up such a lie casually. But I didn’t expect that my wife would remember everything in her heart.

"Yeah. It probably will take some time. If the plastic surgery fails, he might never want to see anyone again in his life!"

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly to adjust his mood, "That caterpillar has a bad temper, a bad temper, and a weird personality."

"No! Cong Gang is a very kind person. He is really selfless to you, to Nono, and to me."

Xueluo still spoke highly of Cong Gang, "Actually, Brother Cong is a warm-hearted person, but he is a bit taciturn on weekdays."

After a slight pause, before waiting for her husband to answer anything, Xueluo seemed to be asking and answering: "I believe that Cong Gang will come back sooner or later! Because there are people here that he cares about!"

I hope so! Feng Xinglang was silent.

…

It seems unrealistic to take two children out together; and Yuan Duoduo is really worried about leaving two young children at home.

Therefore, Yuan Duoduo could only order some daily necessities to be delivered by home delivery.

The space of thirty or forty square meters is really a little small for Doudou and Yaya who are having fun playing.

With a "boom" sound, Doudou, who was chasing and playing, hit the wall again.

In just one day, the two children had already bumped into each other several times. Yuan Duoduo felt distressed in all kinds of ways, but she was helpless.

"Doudou... Doudou, have you stumbled? Let Mommy take a look."

"Doudou, it doesn't hurt."

The little guy had a conditioned reflex to want to cry, but when mommy asked anxiously, he swallowed back his tears.

"Why don't you be more careful? Look at the wall, the table, the door frame..."

"Doudou saw the wall! But, I didn't... I didn't have time to turn... I couldn't stop."

The little one tried hard to express: It wasn't that she didn't see the wall, but that when she saw the wall, it was too late to react!

The key is that the time and space left for her to react is too short and too small. If you can't stop, you can only hit the wall with inertia.

Looking at the swollen bump on her daughter's forehead, Yuan Duoduo felt heartbroken.

When Bai Mo came in, Yuan Duoduo was applying peeled hard-boiled eggs to Doudou's red forehead.

"What's wrong with Doudou?"

Bai Mo immediately dropped the bottles and jars in his hands and ran over.

"I accidentally hit the wall..."

Yuan Duoduo deserves a weak voice. She thought Bai Mo would be angry at her again, but she didn't expect that Bai Mo didn't blame her at all.

"Did it hit the wall? Does it hurt? Let daddy take a look."

"It doesn't hurt. It was Doudou who hit him... Daddy, don't be more aggressive than mommy."

Subconsciously, neither child wanted to see their parents quarreling.

Bai Mo kissed his daughter's somewhat red forehead, hugged his daughter Yaya, and then looked at Yuan Duoduo eagerly.

"Duoduo, you and Dou Dou Ya Ya, come back and live with me."

Bai Mo spoke in a rare low voice, "Can't I just beg you? Besides, just applying medicine at home for the burns on your limbs won't do! Treating the symptoms but not the root cause! You must get follow-up treatment as soon as possible!"

Yuan Duoduo continued to apply the swelling on Doudou's forehead, silently.

"I went to Feng Laoer to get some ideas...but those words are all true, I didn't lie to you!"

Seeing that Duoduo ignored him, Bai Mo suddenly raised a hand, "I can swear it!"

"Okay Bai Mo! I don't like to listen to those oaths that are against my will!"

Yuan Duoduo stopped Bai Mo's childish behavior, "This is my home, and I won't move anywhere!"

"You really don't want to move?"

"I really don't want to move!"

"Okay! Then I'll move here!"

"..."