Chapter 1329 - Sorrow Dad

Neither father nor son slept well that night.

I was thinking, do I need to place a tracking device on my son?

He felt that despite not being able to open up his son's heart, he had to treat his son as a suspect and follow him. This was indeed not something a qualified father could do.

His son was also thinking, "What kind of excuse and excuse would I need to replace to coax my biological father and mother, as well as my teacher?"

To take care of the injured big caterpillar, the little guy was determined to do it! Even if he would be scolded or even beaten, he would not hesitate to do so!

In order to save his foster father and second brother, the giant caterpillar was injured.

If he had simply run out of the school, the teacher would have informed his parents immediately upon discovering him. That way, his parents would quickly discover that he had not gone to school, and they would look for him worriedly.

The first thing he had to do was to coax the teacher over!

What could he do to coax the teacher not to call his parents to report or ask? Moreover, this method needed to be done once and for all! Otherwise, if he tried to coax her every day, it would be very easy for her to expose her.

Fortunately, her father had been busy recently spoiling the little Wuyang that loved to sip milk, and her mother had been busy raising those fish and prawns. She probably didn't have the time to take care of her own son.

This was the first time the little guy had this kind of thought: he didn't want his father and mother to worry too much about him!

"Mommy, daddy, uncle, Big Ranran, Grandma An, good morning to you!"

Little brother Linnuo, who had woken up early, was still full of energy. It seemed that he no longer had the angry and sad look from last night.

"Oh, my eldest nephew has become even more handsome today!" "Come, let uncle hug you and weigh it!"

From last night until now, Feng Lixin could smell that the little fellow and his father, and even his mother, were a little estranged.

The estrangement was small and not complicated, as if it was an essential part of the boy's growth.

"Uncle, your dear nephew has gained a new weight. Your legs aren't too good, so don't hold him! It's better if I hug you! "

The little guy really cherished this uncle of Feng Lixin's. He ran over, wrapped his arms around Feng Lixin's waist and cuddled up for a bit, and then, he hugged her.

"Giving your son a hug as well!"

Feng Xinglang opened his arms, waiting for the little fellow to throw himself into his arms.

"No reward!" You don't need it either! Hurry back to the office and carry your youngest son, Wuyang! "

The little guy didn't give Feng Xinglang any face, instead, he went around his father and approached Mommy, jumping into her arms and rubbing against each other.

"Nuonuo, don't be so petty! Little brother Wuyang is Big Bangbang's son. Big Bangbang dotes on you so how can you be jealous of Little brother Wuyang? Furthermore, since Wuyang is so little, and can't be separated from his mother's care, her mother has to work for your father … "

"Mommy, don't speak up for daddy! His own son was no longer angry with his father! Whose child does he care about? I don't care anymore, okay? "

The little guy broke free of Mommy and climbed into his special child chair for breakfast.

The words' it doesn't matter anymore 'truly hurt Feng Xinglang's father's heart!

"Come here! Let's have a good talk! "

Feng Xinglang stood up, and pulled the little thing that was drinking milk into his embrace, "Tell your father, why don't you care? If you have any objections to your father, you can mention them! If it was his father's fault, his father would make amends! The words' I don't care 'from my own son makes my father's heart ache! "

Worried that his father's love would pester him today, Linnuo's little friend immediately took the initiative to give him a loud and clear kiss.

"Your son is just playing with you! My son knows that his father will always love him the most! "

"It's good that you know this!"

Feng Xinglang lovingly patted the little guy's meaty butt a few times, "You torturous little thing! It's so worrying that I'm about to cry for your father! "

Afterwards, the father and son pair sat together and happily ate their breakfast.

"My biological father is fighting personally today, personally sending his son to school … Is there something so beautiful that it looks like it's about to pop out? "

"Yes, yes, yes. Uncle will be sending you off today!" Feng Tuantuan was so beautiful that it seemed like bubbles would pop out.

But little friend Linnuo, who had just let out a breath of relief, tensed up again.

"Nope, just have Big Ranran and dumb * ss to send me and Little Sister Yuan to school! Dad is still trying hard to give his son more milk powder money! Oh, and the money for Mommy! Don't let your wife work so hard to raise fish and shrimp! "

Actually, the little guy's true thoughts were: Big Ranran and dumb * ss are much easier to fool than a smart dad like you!

"Your son is so sensible? Be good and let daddy kiss you! "

The alarm had finally been lifted!

If he were to be entangled by his father who loved him dearly, it would be terrible!

When he climbed onto the nanny van, the little guy glanced at Basong meaningfully. He signaled for him to follow him. He had something to discuss with him.

The nanny van s in Feng Family first sent Linnuo's little friend to his primary school, and only left to send him to the kindergarten after he was sent there.

Seeing that the nanny van had left, the little fellow immediately ran out from the school gate. Just as the teacher on duty was about to stop him, the little fellow waved and shouted to Basong who had appeared, "Daddy … Daddy. I am here! "

These two words, 'father', made Basong almost doubt his own life!

Seeing that the child was calling out to his father, and that there were still more than 20 minutes until class, the teacher on duty asked the little guy to go out and meet up with his father for a while. Maybe the father had something important to do; maybe the father was going on a business trip today. Wait, wait!

The little guy successfully ran out and pounced towards Basong, hugging and rubbing against each other. It was a cozy scene of a father and son being reunited.

"Good son, call me daddy a few more times!"

A few sounds of 'Father', made Basong feel relaxed.

"Basong, quickly follow me in! "Then ask my teacher for a month's leave, and tell him that my grandfather is gravely ill, and that we will fly to England to take care of him for a month!"

This was the solution that the little fellow had thought of: Let Basong, as his father, ask his teacher for a month's leave of absence!

As expected of Feng Xinglang's offspring, his clever little head was still quite useful.

Before coming to school, the little guy had already blocked all the calls from the teacher's phone stored on Mommy's phone. That way the teachers won't be able to reach Mommy on the phone. Mommy has been busy with the breeding farm lately, so she probably won't contact the teacher on her own initiative.

"That works too?" If your father replaces out that I am pretending to be your father, he will definitely skin me alive! "

"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility if something happens!"

The little guy began to count on his fingers, "Besides, it's only a month's time. I have to take off four Saturdays and Sundays, so I only have about 20 days to go to school. My dad won't notice!"

"If you succeed in taking the leave of absence, it would be easy to fool you during your schooling period … The point is, what do you do on Saturday Sunday? "

"Think of another way!"

The little guy sighed, "We'll think of something sooner or later!" No one can stop me from taking care of the big caterpillar! I promised him that I will do it! "

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