Chapter 1328 – Growing Pain
"Dad, why did you come home so late? Wife and children have been waiting for you for dinner for a long time. "
Rather than being passively interrogated by his own father, he might as well interrogate his own father on his own accord!
And it even had the word provocative!
Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes, staring at the little guy who was rubbing his stomach, his handsome face was gloomy.
"I'm going to find my son! You should know where he just went! "
"Dad, your son left a note for Mommy!"
The little guy explained, "Your biological son is already this old, and you're not a three-year-old child. You can take care of yourself, your father and mother don't have to worry so much about your son!"
"Do you think you're big?"
Feng Xinglang picked up the little thing, "If you really meet a bad person, will you be able to outrun him? Or can you beat him? "
"Stubborn!"
Feng Xinglang reprimanded lightly, turning the little fellow around so that he could look straight at him, "Tell your father, where did you just go? For the sake of your honest and open-minded father, I will let bygones be bygones! "
Faced with his father's questioning, the little guy was still unwilling to say that he went to see Cong Gang.
"Casual? "What's so interesting about a kid like you?"
"Your own son wants some little secrets of his own! Father, you don't have to ask, okay? "
"Hmph!" The little guy snorted, "You treat that Nina and little Wuyang better than your own wife and son. You don't even have any objections towards your own son … Because that is my father's little secret! "
Where and where?
Feng Xinglang's deep eyes became heavy again, "I think you're thinking that your father is neglecting you and your mother?"
"More than neglecting!" They all said: little Wuyang is my biological father's youngest son, that's why my biological father raised him in his office, unwilling to part with him for even a moment!
The little guy hooted out the discontent that had accumulated in his heart over the past few days.
"Who are they?" Feng Xinglang asked harshly.
This topic seemed to have gone astray!
"That's them! And his own son had seen it all with his own eyes! If you want to deny it or to quibble, it will all be for naught! "
In the past few days, the little guy was too worried about foster father Hetun's safety, so he neglected the matter of him and Mommy being neglected by his own father. Meanwhile, little Wuyang and Nina were taken care of by his father and raised in his office!
Xueluo was stunned: She really did not think that her son would remember these small matters in his heart. Would he always think that his father Feng Xinglang favored little Wuyang, so much that he thought that little Wuyang was his father's youngest son?
"Feng Linnuo, you actually think so much of your own father?"
Feng Xinglang asked coldly, "You actually believed those slanderous words, believing that Wuyang is the biological father's son? Didn't my father already tell you that Little Brother Wuyang is Yan Bang's biological son? "
"Then why didn't the Big Bangbang bring his own son back to be raised, and instead leave him in the office for you to raise?"
"Mommy, your son went upstairs to bed. He would brush his teeth and wash them white! "Good night!"
After saying good night to Mommy, the little guy turned around and went upstairs without looking back.
In fact, at this moment, the little guy's thoughts were quite heavy: he still had to think of a way to escape tomorrow and take care of the injured big caterpillar!
Father doesn't care about whether he is dead or alive. He will only hate him.
But this little fellow cared a lot about his foster father!
The big caterpillar risked his life to save his foster father and second brother from Mexico City, and it was only natural that he should take care of the injured big caterpillar!
As for his father … The only thing he cared about the most recently was the little Wuyang who was still eating her milk bottles!
As for Mommy. Every day, she would be busy with the fish and shrimp in the breeding ground, as well as a pile of radish vegetables!
… ….
When the little guy went upstairs, Feng Xinglang realized that he did not manage to ask about what he should ask, and had instead brought up something that he should not have mentioned.
Feng Xinglang's heart was heavy. Not only because of his son's dissatisfaction with him and his concealment, he also received news from Xing Ba.
If his guess was not wrong, the little guy must have known about the Hetun's lost arm! Even though the little guy had talked back to him, it was obvious how depressed he was.
Feng Xinglang did not chase after him to continue asking his son that he did not want to tell him.
He didn't want to press his children too hard. This would make the little guy feel uncomfortable.
It was as if his fatherly love had gone offline these days!
Actually, the little guy had misunderstood him: in his father's heart, no one could compare to him, his own son! Because he was the continuation of his life!
"Xinglang, what's wrong with Nuonuo?"
Xueluo asked worriedly, "Why would he even eat Wuyang's vinegar? Didn't I already tell him this: Wuyang is the child of the Big Brother Yan? This child was becoming more and more narrow-minded! I feel that my biological father and mother should only be able to revolve around him alone every day? "
Although Xueluo said this, he understood his son's intentions.
If he could give him a younger brother or a younger sister, perhaps his son's mood would be much more open-minded.
The little guy's room was still lit. But when Feng Xinglang knocked on the door, he turned off the light in the room.
Obviously, he heard his father's pleas for help, but he didn't want to take his father in.
If he took in his father tonight, he would probably ask a lot of questions.
To take care of the big caterpillar for a month, that was Feng Linnuo's private matter! He had to take responsibility for his own work, he did not want to implicate his own biological father and mother in their worries!
Now he didn't even use a trick anymore?
[My son is reluctant to tell me about it even if he has some ulterior motives …] It seemed like he had failed more and more as his father!