Chapter 939 Eyes Are Tired, Buttocks Hurt!

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Facts have proved that Kiss Mommy still loves bastard Kiss Dad very much.

Even if the bastard's father is only at work, Mommy Xueluo will not leave him more than three meters away. From time to time, he helped the bastard father move his long-settled legs; he served tea and poured water, just like a servant!

It wasn't until after my father, Feng Xinglang, was pushed to a meeting by Nina, that my mother didn't seem to remember that there was such a son as him.

What kind of man-machine battle game, the little guy is already tired of playing it.

"Mommy, let's go play with foster father and the others, shall we?"

"not good!"

Xueluo flatly rejected his son's proposal.

"Why isn't it good? Isn't Mommy the one who likes listening to the waves and picking up shells?"

"Mommy only likes to read and study now!" Xueluo replied casually.

"That's not true! You are reluctant to leave the bastard Feng Xinglang, right?"

"Yes! He is my husband! He is still injured, how can I leave him as a wife!"

"Isn't there still Nina, who is beautiful and beautiful!"

"Feng Xinglang is your own father! Are you willing to leave your injured father behind and go out to be happy?"

The little guy pursed his lips, "...not willing!"

"That's good! Get ready, Mommy will teach you how to read later!"

"Huh? Can you read again?"

The little guy's handsome face drooped immediately, "Why are there so many damn Chinese characters? And they look similar, so annoying!"

Seeing his son's cute little appearance, Xueluo could only secretly laugh.

Compared with English, which only has 26 combinations of letters, those Chinese characters composed of different radicals are indeed difficult for a child who is only 6 years old.

The arm can't twist the thigh: Although the little guy really doesn't want to learn any Chinese characters; but it seems that it is not appropriate to leave the injured father to be happy by himself. So, the little guy could only wrinkle his face and force himself to start reading.

Today Xueluo taught his son to learn the names of people.

Father: Feng Xinglang

Mommy: Lin Xueluo

Foster father: Hetun (Xing Mu)

Uncle: Feng Lixin

Sister: Feng Tuan Tuan

...

"Mommy, why does the adoptive father have two names? Is the name in brackets a nickname? It's so difficult to write!"

"The 'Xing Mu' in the brackets is your adoptive father's real name; your adoptive father's surname is Xing, that's why you have adopted brothers like Xing Twelve and Xing Ba!"

"Real name? Then what is this river? Is it the pseudonym of the adoptive father?"

"It's written as tun, with two tones. It's not a pseudonym, it's... a stage name. It's also called a nickname."

"Nickname? I understand!"

"You understand?"

"That's right! There's a fat boy named Shi in our class, and everyone calls him 'Shit Ball'!"

"...Don't call me a classmate like that! It's very impolite!"

The little guy pursed his mouth and said nothing. He neither objected nor carried out Mommy's reprimand.

"The river tun...the river tun...what is it?"

"It's a fish! A poisonous fish!"

"Oh, it means that my adoptive father is very dangerous, is he a dangerous person?"

"Roughly the same!"

After half an hour of reading, the little guy's buttocks were sore and itchy.

"Mum, let me go and see my father, okay?"

"not good!"

"Why?"

"Dad is working, we can't influence him."

"But I've already grown up, and I don't need my father to work so hard to earn money for milk powder."

"..."

"I see, you want to have a second child, don't you?"

"..."

After a while, "Mum, can the son call his adoptive father?"

Xueluo hesitated for a moment, then responded lightly: "Yes."

Xue Fen couldn't be as innocent and ungrateful as his son. Hetun's words made her accept Feng Tuantuan as if she was her own, which really chilled Xueluo's heart!

Just saying that a child is innocent, can you be so ignorant?

As long as it was his own son's seed, did she, Lin Xueluo, have to take it all?

And regardless of Lin Xueluo's feelings?

Therefore, subconsciously, if Xueluo could avoid letting his son Lin Nuo go to see Hetun, he would not let him go.

Obedient is calling Xing Twelve. Under normal circumstances, Hetun would not answer the phone in person.

"Old Twelve, come and save me!"

"Fifteen, what's wrong with you?"

Xing Twelve's voice tightened.

"My eyes are tired, and my ass hurts! I can't live anymore!"

Xueluo raised his head from "Media Studies", and glanced dumbfounded at the little mangy dog-like thing lying on the desk: Can't live anymore? Is it that exaggerated?

"Tired eyes? Pain in buttocks? Fifteen, what are you doing?"

"My mommy is forcing me to recognize Chinese characters...it's so difficult...I'm about to collapse!"

"...Is that so? The twelfth brother will pick you up for class and take a break?"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask my mommy if it's okay."

"..."

"Mommy, Elder Twelve said, come pick me up for class break, okay?"

"not good!"

"And why? Mommy, you are too domineering! The teacher said to study for a while and play for a while."

"You only have fifteen minutes to rest! After a while, Mommy will teach you how to write!"

"Huh? Oh my god, do you still have to learn to write? Mommy...my stomach hurts! I'm going to have a bad breath!"

"..."

Twenty minutes later, Xing Twelve rushed over. It is not difficult for him to bypass the security personnel of GK Venture Capital.

However, this time he failed to pick up Shiwu as he wished.

Because Lin Xueluo locked his 'disobedient' son in the lounge.

Firstly, to sharpen the willfulness of the little thing; secondly, I just don't want Xing Twelve to take it away.

"Lin Xueluo, what are you doing? Fifteen is your own son. Locking him up like this is not what a mother should do!"

"Then tell me: How should a mother educate her child who is addicted to play and doesn't want to learn?"

"..." Xing Twelve was stunned for a moment, he already felt that Lin Xueluo did it on purpose.

"I will send Fifteen back before Feng Xinglang gets off work."

"Nonuo needs to learn!"

"He has read the words today!"

Xueluo didn't want to continue arguing with Xing Twelve. Because she has nothing to do with him. Xing Twelve just served Hetun. She sat down and continued to read her "Media Studies", but refused to open the smart door of the lounge.

Are you going to break in?

Thinking about it, Xing Twelve wouldn't be so impulsive!

After answering the phone, Xing Twelve turned and left. I think this call should be from Hetun. After inquiring about the situation, a decision was made to let Xing Twelve go back to Repulse Bay first.

In short, Hetun gave up his determination to take Shiwu away.

Did you win this time?

Not necessarily! Maybe Hetun's compromise was just because he didn't want to anger his injured son Feng Xinglang!

When the security came over, Xing Twelve had already left. For Xing Twelve, the security system here needs to be improved.

After releasing his son from the lounge, Xueluo didn't force Little Things to write, but played video games with him for a while, and went to the gym for a while to exercise.

Of course Xueluo knew that it was too harsh to force a 6-year-old child to study for an entire afternoon.

*****

Xueluo's worries all afternoon were overstated.

Because she saw with her own eyes that Nina took good care of Feng Xinglang.

It seemed that as long as Feng Xinglang made a slight movement, Nina would know whether he was bored or thirsty, or if he wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Mrs. Feng, I have finally completed the task. Now I return Mr. Feng to you!"

Nina pushed Feng Xinglang who was on the wheelchair to Xueluo.

"Nina, thank you. You took good care of Xinglang."

"You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do. As long as Mrs. Feng doesn't suspect that I have an affair with Mr. Feng, I will be grateful!"

"..." Is this choking?

Xueluo didn't know how to answer.

"Hahahaha, Mrs. Feng, I'm teasing you!"

Nina was amused by Xueluo's dazed look, "Just don't worry, Mr. Feng doesn't like a beautiful and masculine woman like me!"

Nina's words are full of puns; Xueluo understands them.

"Nina, don't play tricks with my woman! She is pure-minded, don't lead her down!"

Feng Xinglang scolded slightly.

In fact, it is not bad for Nina to use an alternative method to reassure women.

"I know President Feng dotes on his wife! My heart will hurt if you show your affection like this!"

"..." Xueluo really admired Nina's acting skills.

But it can be seen that she is still very considerate to Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang did not open the surveillance video sent by Yan Bang in the company, but brought the hard drive back to Feng's house.

Along the way, Xueluo was thinking: How should he face Lan Youyou?

Judging by Lan Youyou's posture, he wanted to stay with Feng's parents; and Feng Xinglang did not show any intention of driving Lan Youyou away.

When the family left in the morning, Feng Tuantuan was still lying in Lan Youyou's arms crying so hard, how could they drive away?

Xueluo didn't ask the man anything. She believed that after going through so much, a man must have his own ideas and practices.

Little Lin Nuo, who was snuggling in Mummy's arms just now and yawning, became lively as soon as he arrived at Feng's house.

However, the living room of this Feng's family was a little too quiet.

"Hey, where's the slug? Why didn't she cuddle with the big witch's mommy?"

"Are you Nuonuo?"

Hearing the noise in the living room, an aunt wearing an apron greeted her from the kitchen.

"Who are you?"

The little guy stared arrogantly at his aunt who was taller than him.

"I'm the new auntie."

"Then what about my grandma An?"

"Aunt An is busy in the villa next door."

The villa next door that Auntie mentioned was the one next to Feng's villa, which was smaller in size; Feng Xinglang had already bought it. Originally, Feng Xinglang planned for the two brothers to have a family after they got married. Generally unoccupied, it is only used to store cars and items.

Presumably Feng Lixin had moved with his wife and daughter to the villa next door, and left the main villa of the Feng family to Feng Xinglang's family.

"Uncle... Uncle... Tuantuan is calling you to my house for dinner!"