Chapter 451 You'll Find Out When You Go to Feng's House

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Distinguishing carefully, when Hetun asked the little thing, he took a little bit of deliberate meaning.

Thinking about it, how could he not know what happened in Shencheng?

No matter whether it is the two brothers of the Feng family, Lan Youyou, or the Feng Tuantuan who was born out of nowhere and whose identity is confusing, they are all known by Hetun.

That's why he could predict that Xiao Shiwu's trip to Shanghai wasn't necessarily a pleasant trip to find his relatives.

The result could be guessed from the moment the little guy burst into tears in his mother's arms.

Hetun's question made Xueluo, who was already nervous, feel his heart rise in his throat in an instant.

She would inevitably think about it: could her son Lin Nuo's crying just now have something to do with finding Feng Xinglang?

Both Hetun and Xueluo were waiting for Lin Nuo's answer.

But the little thing stopped crying, and then shook his head.

"I didn't find it! I don't want to look for it anymore! Father-in-law, take me and Mommy back to Fort Peter!"

The little guy sniffed his nose, "After fifteen, he will train obediently and listen to his adoptive father...Father, can you leave my mommy behind so that my mommy can walk out of Fort Peter?"

The words of his son Lin Nuo made Lin Xueluo burst into tears in an instant.

Vaguely, Xueluo felt that his son Lin Nuo must have seen or heard something, something he shouldn't have heard or seen.

"Since we've come here, let's spend a few more days in Shanghai! Shencheng is your mommy's hometown, she must really want to go and see more."

Hetun kissed the little guy on the forehead and said meaningfully.

It was only then that Xueluo realized: Hetun had premeditatedly brought their mother and son back to Shencheng.

Not because of his kindness.

And the wish made by his son Lin Nuo is just a way for Hetun to carry out his conspiracy.

Xueluo remembered that when she fled Pete Fort five years ago, she asked Hetun: Why was she imprisoned in Pete Fort?

Hetun said at the time: I don't want to tell you now! Wait...five years later!

And now, five years later!

Xueluo fell into a daze for a moment.

Is it to let Hetun take their mother and son back to Peterburg again, and continue to live the life under the fence where there is no freedom to speak of?

Xueluo thought of her own childhood, being fostered at uncle Xia Zhengyang's house, what kind of life Xueluo lived, she has personally experienced. She really didn't want her children to have the same experience as herself.

If you don't go back to Fort Petter, where can you and your son go? How can they resist Hetun's confinement and restraint?

Opportunities are always to be grasped by oneself.

"Nuo Nuo, your adoptive father is right: Shencheng is Mommy's hometown, and Mommy really wants to stay in Shanghai for a few more days."

Staying in Shencheng is better than going back to Fort Peter, as there is a little more chance of escape.

The little guy nodded meekly in agreement. Because where Mommy is, he will be there.

Another thing is: the little guy seems to be a little bit unwilling in his heart. Or maybe it was for the sake of mommy Lin Xueluo.

That bad guy must have forgotten about Mommy and him, that's why he had another child with another woman!

The little guy no longer wants to call Feng Xinglang "father" in his heart!

On the dinner table, there were only Hetun and Xueluo's mother and son. Even Xing Twelve didn't know where he went.

Xueluo paid attention to Xing Twelve's figure from time to time.

It is impossible for Xing Twelve to let a child who is only 5 years old wander around Shanghai to find his father; so he will definitely accompany him all the way.

Sensing her son's deep sadness and his sullen expression of not wanting to speak, Xueluo couldn't bear to ask any more questions. She wanted to get some more direct and comprehensive news from Xing Twelve.

"Fifteen, why don't you eat it? It doesn't suit your appetite, does it? The adoptive father changed the cook to do it again."

Hetun's love for Xiaoshiwu is not only manifested in his daily closeness and companionship, but also seems to have penetrated into the small details of daily life. He will pay attention to the little guy's eating, drinking and sleeping.

"Nonuo, this Dongpo meat is very tasty. You should have a taste. It's not worse than the one in Fort Peter."

Xueluo really didn't want to make the innocent cooks work hard because of his son's lack of appetite.

The little guy reluctantly opened his mouth and took a small bite.

Fearing that the little guy would get tired of his mouth, Xueluo fed him another chopstick of rice.

"Mommy, you can eat. Nuonuo can eat by himself."

The little guy didn't want Mommy Xueluo to worry, so he picked up the small bowl and spoon and ate by himself.

The little guy will eat whatever Hetun feeds him.

It seems that there is no usual arrogant pick and choose and scramble.

For some reason, probably infected by the little guy's moody and unappetizing expression, the dinner in Hetun was also tasteless.

"Fifteen, don't eat if you don't want to eat. Go for a ride with foster father."

In Shencheng, horses are not allowed to ride; only mechanical iron shells can be used instead of horses.

While speaking, Hetun had already stretched out his iron arms to pick up Xiao Shiwu, and walked towards the door of the villa.

"Be careful on the road."

Xueluo knew that he could not stop Hetun. It's better to keep silent than to say a bunch of nonsense that doesn't work.

After hearing the engine sound of the car leaving, Xueluo immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks to look for Xing Twelve.

It's a pity that Xing Twelve was not found after searching the entire villa.

Here, like Fort Peter, Xueluo still didn't have any communication equipment to communicate with the outside world.

After waiting for more than an hour, Xueluo finally waited until Xing Twelve returned to the villa.

Xing Twelve came back for dinner. Take a look at Little Fifteen by the way.

Xueluo didn't ask in a hurry, but helped the cook carry the reheated food.

In Xueluo's eyes, Xing Twelve is a big brother who loves his son Lin Nuo very much. She almost never associated Xing Twelve with the murderous executioner.

"What about fifteen?"

Xing Twelve asked while eating.

"I was taken out for a ride by your adoptive father."

Xueluo answered Xing Twelve's question.

"By the way, Twelve, where did you take Fifteen today? The little thing has been sullen all the time, which made your adoptive father unhappy."

Xueluo's way of asking questions has always been gentle and gentle. It will not make people feel resistant and do not want to answer.

"Just unhappy?"

Xing Twelve seemed to be slightly taken aback, "I thought the little thing would cry when he saw you! Probably because he cried for too long during the day, so there are no tears to cry at night!"

After saying these words, Xing Twelve seemed to realize that he seemed to have promised the little thing to keep it a secret!

"What? Nuonuo cried for a long time during the day? He...why is he crying?"

Xueluo became nervous again.

Xing Twelve glanced at Lin Xueluo who was extremely nervous, and said lightly:

"Don't you know if you go to Feng's house to see for yourself?! You are a free man now, and you can come and go here freely."