Chapter 429 Staring in a Daze at the Window Again? Would Be Silly!

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Xueluo didn't know if his guess was right, but Hetun changed a lot after that.

Especially after bringing her back to Fort Peter from Shencheng, he never treated her cruelly. When talking to her, he seemed to be much gentler, with an inexplicable sense of retrospection.

"Mr. Hetun, do you want me to read that poem to you?"

Xueluo asked a little awkwardly. After all, it is a love poem. It seems inappropriate to ask her to tell Hetun.

"You are not qualified to tell me!"

Hetun said this coldly.

"..." Xueluo choked hard at Hetun's arrogance.

I didn't say anything, but I thought in my heart: You want me to tell you, but I'm not willing to say it! Why are you so arrogant? She even said she wasn't qualified!

Suddenly remembered something, Xueluo couldn't help but looked towards the end of Hetun's left eye: there really was a thin and deep scar. It looks like wrinkles!

Xueluo remembered that the poem was written on the sketch portrait drawn by Feng Xinglang's mother. And that sketch was only half done. There is a very clear and eye-catching place, which is the man's left eye and the thin and deep scar at the end of the eye.

Xueluo had always thought it was a failure. Looking at it now, maybe Feng Xinglang's mother wanted to highlight that feature.

Could it be that the person Feng Xinglang's mother painted was Hetun?

Once again, Xueluo was horrified by the associative thoughts she had radiated, and couldn't help but look at Hetun's profile.

"You seem to know me?"

Hetun turned his head sideways, gave Lin Xueluo a light look, and added, "Before I go to Shencheng?"

Xueluo felt that he and Hetun couldn't speak clearly, so he chose to remain silent.

And the drawing paper is still locked in the desk in the dormitory building in Shencheng, even if he said that he looks like the person in the painting, Hetun would not believe it.

Furthermore, if she had to choose between Fort Peter and Shencheng, Xueluo would choose Fort Peter without hesitation.

Because Shen Cheng had too many memories that made her feel miserable. Some were imposed on her by Hetun, and more were from that man named Feng Xinglang!

I don't know what happened to that man now! Maybe Lan Youyou is serving him saddle-backed!

Lin Xueluo, are you cheap or not? You're already in a foreign country, why are you still thinking about that man!

It's really a man's calculation. Xueluo even thought about taking the 10,000 US dollars that Lan Youyou gave her to go to that small town in the south of the Yangtze River to raise her baby; in the end, she didn't expect that she even saved the 10,000 US dollars, and was directly brought back to Fort Peter by Hetun .

And live for five years!

*****

Facing the beautiful scenery year after year outside the window, Xueluo let out another long sigh.

"Mommy, why are you staring at the window in a daze again? You'd be stupid!"

The tone of his voice really resembled that man's.

A group of strong little figures flew straight towards Xueluo; Xueluo immediately turned around and opened his arms to wrap around the little cutie who was flying over, for fear that he would bump into him.

Xueluo squatted on the ground, pampering the little thing in front of him to smooth out the wet hairline on his forehead.

In his eyes, he looked at the little boy's face that resembled that man with infinite tenderness: clear eyes, black and white eyes that were smart and mischievous, never falling a single speck of dust.

"Have you gone crazy with your twelfth brother again?"

"Brother Twelve taught me how to shoot live targets with a bow and crossbow today! It's so much fun!"

The little guy smiled innocently, as bright as the morning sun; especially when he smiled, he looked very much like that man named Feng Xinglang: the corners of his mouth were raised evilly, and the high bridge of his nose set off his eyes with extra charm!

"Live target? What kind of target? What animal did your twelfth brother catch for you as a live target?"

Xueluo was really taken aback. She was very opposed to Hetun asking Xing Twelve to teach a five-year-old child to fight and kill every day.

But Xue Fen really couldn't hold back Hetun's determination. If the son Lin Nuo doesn't practice well, Hetun will separate the mother and the son so that Lin Nuo can't see his mother Lin Xueluo.

So from then on, Lin Nuo practiced very seriously and hard every day.

Even if he is just a five-year-old baby.

"They're all pests. You kiss your son and kill them for the people!"

The little guy knows that Mommy doesn't like to hear him talk about beatings and killings, so the little guy has learned to report good news and not bad news.

"Nonuo, we are all civilized people, we must be caring, we must learn to love small animals, and those flowers and plants! Do you know?"

Xueluo took the trouble to educate his son Lin Nuo to have a kind and caring heart.

"I got it, Mommy! Nuonuo is the most caring, and will help the bunnies bandage their wounds every day."

Lin Nuo answered her mother Lin Xueluo's teaching obediently and sensiblely.

"That's good! Nuonuo wants to be a caring and good boy."

Lin Xueluo kissed and kissed her son's rosy cheek with incomparable tenderness.

"Toot!"

Two long car horns immediately attracted all of Lin Nuo's attention.

"It's the foster father! The foster father is back!"

The little guy spread his calves, and rushed downstairs like a little leopard, wheezing.

"Nonuo, slow down... slow down... be safe."

Xueluo's concerned voice followed closely behind.

Xueluo often lamented: She suffered so much five years ago and suffered so much. When she gave birth to her healthy son Lin Nuo, she felt that all the hardships she had suffered were worth it.

Suddenly, Xueluo felt that something was wrong with his son Lin Nuo's words.

The little guy just said: He will help the little rabbits bandage the wounds every day with love?

Where did this little bunny get hurt every day?

*****

"Fifteen...fifteen..."

The loud voice of Hetun echoed in Fort Peter.

After five years, Hetun still seems to be the same as five years ago, and the years have not left too many traces on his resolute face.

If he had to change, it would be that his smile had increased.

Especially when Lin Nuo ran towards him with his short legs, he opened his arms and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Father! I'm here! Catch it!"

The little guy rushed over in a jumpy way, and jumped on Hetun's body.

Hetun held the little thing firmly in his arms, but he made three consecutive upward throws, which made the little thing laugh out loud.

Hetun threw away small things for four years, and Lin Xueluo also trembled in fear for four years.

This thick handmade carpet was made by Xueluo's excuses for the servants to put on. It's not because she doesn't like the marble floor being too hard, but because she's afraid that Hetun won't be able to catch all of them and will throw the little things down from the air.

But without exception, Hetun will steadily catch the little guy who is thrown high every time.