Chapter 2007 Either Friend or Enemy

After finding his eldest son, Feng Xinglang immediately called the woman back to report that he was safe.

Unexpectedly, the woman who just woke up just said "Oh" and said nothing more. Xueluo, who was still breastfeeding, really didn't have much energy to take care of her two sons who were not very obedient and loved to make noise.

Or maybe it’s because the living environment of the two sons now is much more peaceful and comfortable than when they were in Fort Pett! As for trivial matters like sneaking out to run wild, they pale into insignificance compared to the daily fear in Pett Castle.

So Xueluo still felt relieved about her eleven-year-old son. It was just that he was so bored practicing calligraphy that he ran out to find the big caterpillar or his adoptive father! However, Hetun recently returned to Petrburg and said he was going to get some prosthetic limbs. Then you should go find Cong Gang!

The reason why Xueluo didn't let her eldest son follow Cong Gang these days was because she was worried that her eldest son's visit would affect her younger son's ability to learn language expression from Cong Gang. Xueluo was quite concerned about what her youngest son said. I often chase my husband to hire a nanny or a child psychological counselor.

That day, my youngest son came back and recited an ancient poem completely, which really amazed Xueluo.

To be honest, she was really grateful to Cong Gang. Thank him for his good temper and patience; thank him for treating her two sons as his own! A very reliable and secure man!

If he hadn't been married to Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang would be a very good supporter!

Sometimes Xueluo can't help but think too much: Cong Gang is still unmarried, and he is so kind to her and her children... Could it be that Cong Gang is interested in her?

I feel quite embarrassed just thinking about it! I feel a little bit sorry too! Because it is impossible for me to give Cong Gang anything like love! Her whole body and heart have been given to this man named Feng Xinglang!

Seeing her little aunt carrying Heng Heng Qingqing's daughter, Xueluo sighed slightly: Isn't it too much to think about? Just be your own cow!

I guess I will have to be tied to my three children for the rest of my life! She eats, drinks, poops and sleeps, everything doesn't make her worry! Although there is a nanny to take care of her, Xueluo still does most of the work by herself.

After this day of hard work, Feng Xinglang was almost exhausted, both physically and mentally.

After returning to Feng's house, Feng Xinglang lay straight on the sofa, so tired that even his breathing was soft.

Everyone in this big family seems to be busy: some are busy with dinner; some are busy serving the little daughter; some are busy teaching the eldest son who sneaked out to act wild; and some are busy flirting. , and those who are busy braiding Tuanli’s hair...

It seemed that no one came forward to care about Feng Xinglang, who was exhausted!

Or maybe in their minds, Feng Xinglang is the backbone of the family: he has the responsibility and obligation to take care of the family! But weak women and underage children need more care and attention.

To be honest, Feng Xinglang really wanted to be cared for and loved at this moment. I also want to find a shoulder to lean on to relieve my fatigue.

"Second Young Master Feng, it's better for you. Once you get back, you just have to lie down and wait for food! Look at Sister Xueluo and I, we are almost as busy as spinning tops!"

Noila Mo picked up little Wanwan and forced it into Feng Xinglang's arms, "You can hold Wanwan for a while too! Your precious daughter is getting more and more unruly now, and she even makes her sleep difficult. Just hold it!"

"Then please invite a few more aunties!"

Feng Xinglang sat up and moved his daughter in his arms to a comfortable position, "My dear, my aunt is being mean to you, isn't she? It doesn't matter. If you want to hold Juejue, let's hold Juejue... You're welcome Daddy dotes on you!"

Although Feng Xinglang's arms were extremely sore, he still held his daughter firmly in his arms. Tired and happy.

"Feng Linnuo, go upstairs and write 'diligence and hard work' twenty times now! Make up for what you missed in practicing calligraphy! You won't be allowed to have dinner until you finish writing!"

Xueluo scolded her eldest son who ran away from home during the day, "Why do you always lose your temper and sneak out to run wild? No one can cure you yet?!"

"Xueluo, it's almost time for dinner. Let Nono finish dinner first and then go upstairs to practice calligraphy!"

Feng Lixin protected his eldest nephew behind him, fearing that Xueluo would really hit the child if he became overbearing.

"No! It's useless for anyone to protect you today! If you don't write 'diligence and hard work' twenty times, you won't be allowed to have dinner!"

The son is a little stubborn, and the mother's temper is not much better.

"If you don't have dinner, how can you have the energy to practice calligraphy? Give me some face and let Nono practice calligraphy after dinner!"

Under Feng Lixin's persuasion, Xueluo was about to let go, but little friend Feng Linnuo shouldered it again.

"I'll punish you with hunger, even if you get beaten! Anyway, I just don't want to write that damn calligraphy!"

The little guy was in a bad mood today, and mommy was so threatening and scolding him, so he just went upstairs in anger, not giving mommy and uncle any face.

"You brat, are you asking for a beating?" Xueluo was about to catch up upstairs, but was stopped by Feng Lixin.

"Xueluo, Xueluo... just don't go upstairs. I'll go upstairs and teach him a lesson for you!"

"Brother, you can't keep protecting your shortcomings like this! Nono is almost spoiled by you!" Xueluo complained.

"Yes, yes, it's all my uncle's fault! Xueluo, calm down, I'll go upstairs and face the wall with Nono and think about it!"

Feng Lixin really doted on his children. Not only does he dote on his own daughter, he also dotes on all three children of his younger brother Feng Xinglang's family. He himself couldn't bear to spank the children, and of course he couldn't bear to have others spank their children.

"Xinglang, do you see? Your eldest brother is always so protective of his shortcomings. Sooner or later he will spoil Nuonuo!" Xueluo sat over angrily.

"If I don't pamper you, do I have to watch you beat your child?"

Noila Mo snorted dissatisfied, "Sister Xueluo, you were so merciless when you hit Nono! I really doubt whether Nono is your biological child!"

"Ha, you make me look like a stepmother! How can I not love the child I gave birth to?!" Xueluo retorted.

"That's right!" Feng Xinglang was of course helping his wife, "My eldest brother is too protective! But Xueluo, you have to be considerate of my eldest brother. He has no son of his own, so it is reasonable for him to dote on my Nuonuo! "

"Then you can't pamper Nono so much!"

"Yes, yes, I will criticize my brother properly later!"

Feng Xinglang is a true example: he can amuse his son, coax his wife, and calm the war.

"Feng Xinglang, you actually laughed at my family, Li Xin, for not having a son? You, you are going too far!" Mo Ranran was angered.

"That's not your fault! You've been married to my brother for so many years, and I haven't seen you give birth to a son and a half girls for me! You still mean to hurt me?"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "There's no point in trying to talk to me. Work harder tonight, that's your real business!"

"Feng Xinglang...you, you are going too far! Starting tomorrow, I won't help you take care of Wanwan!" Mo Ranran was so angry.

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Outside the study door on the third floor, Feng Lixin knocked on the door twice and walked in.

"Brother? What's the matter? Are you here to help your woman?" Feng Xinglang rubbed his sore arms.

"Don't be so disrespectful to your sister-in-law in the future!"

Feng Lixin scolded lightly, "It's because I'm not in good health, so don't put so much pressure on Ran Ran!"

"Why, my sister-in-law is really angry?" Feng Xinglang burst into laughter, "I just said it casually."

"She's not really angry," Feng Lixin said in a long voice, "It's just that I'm getting tired!"

"Haha!" Feng Xinglang laughed knowingly, "Brother, you feel...very comfortable being served by my sister-in-law, right?"

"Okay, I have something serious to do with you!" Feng Lixin was still not used to such vulgar topics.

"Creating a son is your business!"

"By the way, Xinglang, I see you are so dazed today. Why do you feel so preoccupied? What happened?" Feng Lixin is a man who observes subtle things.

Feng Xinglang pinched his eyebrows, "It's not because of that boy Bai Mo..."

"When did you start worrying about other people's housework?"

Feng Lixin pursed her lips, "Xinglang, I'm not telling you: if you interfere in the Bai family's housework, it will embarrass both Bai Mo and Mr. Bai! As the saying goes: Family scandals should not be made public, and Mr. Bai is Such a face-saving person.”

"You think I want to take care of it?"

Feng Xinglang moved his arms a few times, "Yuan Duoduo can't stop, and Xueluo can't stop either. Do you think I can stop?"

"Xueluo's intention to help Yuan Duoduo is good! But when something like this happened, the key person is Bai Mo! Applying external force will only be counterproductive!"

"Who says it's not the case! That boy has been looking for thugs recently and wants to give me a good beating to relieve his anger!"

When it comes to this topic, Feng Xinglang's brain gets big.

"It's not surprising that he wants to beat you up!"

Feng Lixin sighed, "If I were Mr. Bai, I would be anxious seeing Bai Mo and Yuan Duoduo making such a fuss! This Duoduo can't be Bai Mo's good wife!"

"Then you mean...that mistress Jian Mei is more suitable?" Feng Xinglang asked with a snort.

"What do you think?" Feng Lixin asked back.

After a slight pause, Feng Lixin smiled meaningfully again: "But I know you won't let Jian Mei take over!"

"Whoever that boy Bai Mo marries is none of my business!" Feng Xinglang moved his body back and half-hudged himself in the executive chair.

"That mutton-fat white jade, is it the sealing fee that the old man gave you, right?"

Feng Lixin looked at Feng Xinglang deeply, "The old man's meaning is not obvious yet... He wants you to stop interfering!"

"If you don't want to interfere, I won't interfere. I'm quite happy and free!" Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows.

"I heard that the old man has been very close to Yan Bang recently... probably he is wary of you!" Feng Lixin reminded.

"Is it useful for him to be wary of me? If I really want to eat his precious grandson, does he think he can keep it?"

Feng Xinglang seemed a little annoyed, "Can the old man guarantee that a hundred years from now, the Bai family will still be named Bai?"

"Yan Bang... seems to be very troublesome recently. He has infiltrated several financial institutions in Shanghai... I am worried that they are either friends or enemies! Anyway, you have to be careful."

Friend or enemy? For Feng Xinglang, this psychological gap is really too big!