Chapter 1106. Daddy, You Bite so Ugly!

Little Lin Nuo only knelt down for a while and then began to twist his little body;

Having his knees facing the hard floor for a long time really made him feel uncomfortable. And when I look up, I still see the old lady in the photo frame from time to time. She is not too old, but her head is full of gray hair due to sorrow early on.

Seeing that his own father and mother were both kneeling, the little guy didn't seem to want to stand up alone, so he half sat and half knelt. to reduce knee discomfort.

There are cameras in this mourning hall; and there are more than one.

The guard on guard did not find it too difficult for little Lin Nuo to kneel in a substandard posture. After all, he was just a child. Moreover, he repeatedly yelled at the little guy in the mourning hall, which seemed not to be very respectful to the deceased.

"Mommy, when can we get up to eat?"

Little Lin Nuo's belly was already growling with hunger.

"Nono are you hungry?"

Xueluo reached out an arm and gently hugged the little guy in his arms.

"Not very hungry...just a little bit hungry."

Little Lin Nuo could also realize that even his usually arrogant father Feng Xinglang had knelt down. That old major general should be very powerful. He also didn't want to cause trouble to his mother and father.

"Nono, can you please bear with me a little longer? I guess they will give us food if we wait a little longer."

Of course Xueluo felt sorry for her child. It's just that less than half an hour has passed. If you ask them for food now, the possibility of being rejected is too high.

"Okay, then let's wait."

Kid Lin Nuo nodded obediently. Then he looked at his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang remained silent. It looked like he was deep in thought, or counting time.

"Dad, are you hungry?"

With his biological father and mother by his side, little Lin Nuo was safe when he arrived. I just don’t like this too quiet and weird environment.

The little guy didn't know: the carved black box contained Fang's mother's ashes.

"Is my son hungry?"

Feng Xinglang returned to his thoughts and lovingly stroked his son's little head.

The little guy glanced sideways at Mommy and shook his head, "My son is not hungry." He didn't want Mommy to feel bad for him.

In fact, when Feng Xinglang asked the little guy if he was hungry, he was already so hungry that his eyes were dazzled. Not to mention the beating, I only drank a few sips of water in the past twenty hours.

Feng Xinglang saw the offerings on the table: a plate of pastries and a plate of apples.

Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds, then reached over and took an apple from the fruit plate.

Before Xueluo could stop him, Feng Xinglang took a long bite on the apple, probably biting off the peel for his son Nono.

After a few mouthfuls, Feng Xinglang gnawed away most of the apple's peel. He was so hungry that he didn't want to spit out the peel in his mouth and swallowed it directly. At least it can relieve hunger and moisturize the mouth.

"Yeah, it's quite sweet. Good boy, please eat softly and don't bring those bad guys in. Do you understand?"

Little Lin Nuo nodded repeatedly, hugged the apple that his father had chewed off most of the peel, and snorted, "Dad, you bite so ugly!"

"Be good, when we get home, daddy will bite you a nicer one!"

Even in prison, Feng Xinglang was able to enjoy suffering in front of his wife and children.

The little guy hugged the pitted apple and reluctantly took small bites. He listened to his father Feng Xinglang's words and tried not to make a loud sound.

"Mommy, take a bite too."

What makes the little guy most distressed is kissing mommy Lin Xueluo.

"You go ahead and eat, Mommy isn't hungry. Be good and nibble quietly."

Xueluo thought: Aunt Fang, who had always been kind and kind, would not care about a child eating her sacrifice.

Little Lin Nuo took two small bites, and then put the apple slices in his mouth to mommy's mouth...

Xueluo did not reject her son's filial piety and ate the apple slices sent by her son.

The little guy then took two more small bites and put them into his father Feng Xinglang's mouth.

Xueluo's heart felt astringent and warm. She hopes that after going through this ordeal, her son will become more sensible and obedient.

Seeing his wife and children reduced to this state, Feng Xinglang couldn't bear it. Is he too incompetent, or is this old guy surnamed Fang too abusing his power and seeking revenge?

No matter what the reason was, Father Fang could no longer get Feng Xinglang’s forgiveness!

Even though they abused lynching and beat him and Yan Bang severely, they actually attacked his wife and children and forced a 6-year-old child to kneel down?

Is this what a person with the rank of major general should do? Headstrong and selfish, using power for personal gain!

"Ahem..."

Feng Xinglang, enveloped in anger, couldn't suppress the resentment in his heart and coughed several times.

"Xinglang, what's wrong with you?" Xueluo asked eagerly.

Feeling something overflowing from his throat, Feng Xinglang quickly covered it with his hands and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

"Dad, you vomited blood..."

Child Lin Nuo was horrified to find that blood was spilling from the gaps between his father Feng Xinglang's fingers.

"..." Feng Xinglang didn't expect that his internal bleeding would be so serious.

"Dad, are you going to die? Bastard Feng Xinglang, you can't die!"

Little child Lin Nuo dropped the apple in his hand and hugged his father Feng Xinglang in fear.

Because he had experienced Fang's mother's death from vomiting blood, the little boy was afraid that his own father would die like the old woman who vomited blood.

"Xinglang... why are you vomiting blood?"

Xueluo moved over and hugged her husband's upper body, "Did they beat you?"

"It's okay, you can't die!"

Feng Xinglang did not open his palms to show his wife the blood, but wiped his palms on the black elegiac couplet beside him. It was like using his own blood to commemorate the death of Mother Fang.

"How could they do this! Beating and insulting people..."

Xueluo burst into tears and wiped away the blood on the corners of her husband's lips with her hands.

"It's okay, it's your husband who is asking for trouble!"

Feng Xinglang hugged the tearful woman and kissed her on the forehead.

"It's all the fault of my own son... My own son shouldn't make this old lady angry to death..."

Seeing his own father being beaten and vomiting blood, the little guy felt guilty and sad. He felt that he had done nothing wrong, but in fact it was because he made the old lady mad that all this happened.

"Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Lin Nuo spread out his chubby hands and placed them on his father Feng Xinglang's chest.

"It's not uncomfortable...it's just that seeing my son and wife being wronged makes me feel quite uncomfortable!"

Feng Xinglang opened his arms and hugged his wife and children in his arms.

"Xinglang...I'm sorry...it's all my fault! I shouldn't have gotten too close to Fang Yiyan..."

Although Xueluo said so apologetically, why was she wrong?

She and Fang Yiyan knew each other long before marrying into the Feng family; perhaps the mistake was that she failed to grasp the scale of white lies.

Or, without Feng Xinglang's appearance, Lin Xueluo and Fang Yiyan had developed into a real couple at this moment.

Fate always plays tricks on people like this!

Sudden……