Chapter 2581 I Have the Final Say in Loving You 62

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"Ahem...puff!"

The hungry Feng Shishi had just eaten a piece of cranberry cookie handed to him by Feng Xiaochong when he choked on the words of his adoptive father Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Shishi, "Is it so funny? You and your master are not the same, are you?!"

"Father, if you want to be a group, I have to be with you too!"

Feng Shiwu quickly brought the fruit plate that Feng Xiaochong handed him to Feng Xinglang, "Father, please try the cranberry cookies Xiaochong made for you."

"He made it specially for Cong An'an!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "My biological father is not so lucky!"

"Daddy, this time I made a sweet one, next time Xiaochong will make you a salty one!"

Feng Xiaochong knew that Daddy didn't like cookies, especially sweet cookies.

"Feng Xingcheng, although Daddy gave birth to you without any intention of repaying you or raising a son to help you grow old...but you can't let Daddy feel too cold! Come here and let Daddy hug you!"

Feng Xinglang's body was lazy, but his spirit was exciting.

"The little bug has grown up! Stop hugging it!"

Feng Xiaochong glanced upstairs, "Xiao Chong, go and ask sister Wanwan to come downstairs and give you a hug!"

"You won't hug me, right? Then I'll hug An An!"

In order to show that he was not scaring his youngest son, Feng Xinglang actually stood up and walked towards Cong An'an who was leaning next to Cong Gang.

"Daddy little bug, you'd better hug Wanwan!"

Except for his father, Cong Anan almost never has physical contact with any man or boy. Even Feng Xiaochong could rarely hold Cong Anan's hand.

"You don't want to hug me either, right? Then I can hug your daddy!"

Feng Xinglang pretended to open his arms towards Cong Gang... Cong Gang was excited again!

"Daddy, let me give you a hug, little insect!"

Feng Xiaochong immediately ran over and pushed himself into the arms of his scumbag father Feng Xinglang.

It looks so reluctant!

If it weren't for the fact that Big Chongchong and Xiao An'an were in trouble for Daddy Scumbag, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to throw himself into Daddy Scumbag's arms!

Cong Gang's clenched fists slowly loosened again.

I thought I could spend the night peacefully, but I didn't expect Feng Xinglang to get angry again.

Just because of a bowl of whole grain rice.

"Xiao Chong, let's compete over who can eat more!"

Because his adoptive father Feng Xinglang couldn't drink, Feng Shiwu suggested that he and Feng Xiaochong compete with each other to see who could eat more.

Let the adoptive father divert his attention, and it is best to eat a few mouthfuls of whole grain rice.

"Okay! Whoever loses will sleep with my daddy tonight! Take care of my daddy when he gets up at night!"

This job was originally arranged by Cong Gang for Feng Xiaochong.

After all, Feng Shiwu was just an adopted son, so Feng Xiaochong, his biological son, was the most suitable person to watch Feng Xinglang get up at night.

"Then I will definitely win!"

Feng Shishi's meal was not large, but in order to make the whole grain rice taste good, he ate more.

Feng Xiaochong didn't want to lose to Feng Shiwu.

"They say that this half-grown kid is really good at eating...and it's true!"

Feng Xinglang looked at his two younger sons and Feng Shishi who were eating whole grain rice with a smile.

I also took a chopstick out of my son's bowl and tasted it.

"An'an, let's have a rice competition too? If you win, you can sleep in my princess room tonight!"

But the servant was panicked, "Um...the multigrain rice is gone. I just cooked a new pot."

"Huh? Brother Fifteen and Brother Xiaochong each ate one bowl, why is it gone?"

Lin Wan, who was disappointed, asked dissatisfiedly, "Auntie, how much rice did you cook tonight?"

"I just...I cooked enough rice for three people. Usually...you rarely eat rice."

With a 'click' sound, Feng Xinglang put down the chopsticks in his hand forcefully.

"Auntie, do you have trouble seeing? Let's not talk about whether the adults will eat or not. With these four children here, you only cooked enough for three people?"

"I cooked rice for five people yesterday, but you... you didn't eat any of them!" Auntie felt aggrieved.

"Because we didn't eat rice yesterday, you only cooked enough for three people today?"

Feng Xinglang chuckled softly, "With your sharp eyesight, I really feel wronged to you!"

"Wanwan, don't make daddy angry by making any noise! ​​I'll give you Xiaochong's rice!"

Feng Xiaochong was worried that Zha Daddy's anger would implicate Da Chongchong, so he immediately gave the rice in his bowl to Wanwan's sister.

"Wanwan, Brother Fifteen has some here."

Of course Feng Shiwu didn't want his adoptive father Feng Xinglang to be angry. After all, he was the one who proposed the rice-eating competition with Feng Xiaochong.

Lin Wan immediately moved her small bowl in front of Feng Shishi, "Brother Xiao Chong, I'll eat the rice in Brother Shishi's bowl! Give your rice to An An! An An hasn't eaten a mouthful of rice yet!"

Under normal circumstances, Cong Anan never eats the food in Feng Xiaochong's bowl.

But in order for Little Chong's father not to be angry, she took the initiative to move her bowl to Little Chong.

Seeing the four children sharing two bowls of rice, Feng Xinglang's anger accumulated in his heart.

"I didn't expect that I, Feng Xinglang, was so poor that I had to share the rice with my four children?!"

None of the four children, including the older child Feng Shishi, felt wronged; but as a parent, Feng Xinglang was extremely angry.

"Fifteen, go to the safe in the study and get 10,000 yuan, and let the nanny pay and leave!"

"Sorry Mr. Feng, the rice in the pot has already been cooked!"

The nanny really didn't expect that she would be fired by her boss because of the rice issue.

"The reason why I hired a nanny is not to wrong my children, Feng Xinglang!" Feng Xinglang said coldly.

Feng Xinglang was not kind.

Now that you have taken his money, you must get things done.

If you can't do a good job, you still dare to chirp at him; should you keep such a nanny for the New Year? !

Feng Shiwu subconsciously looked at his master Cong Gang;

Cong Gang nodded slightly and signaled Feng Shishi to do what his adoptive father Feng Xinglang wanted!

…

After dinner, since both nannies were fired, the responsibility of cleaning the kitchen fell on Feng Shiwu.

Seeing that the fifteenth brother was wiping the table and washing the dishes, Feng Linwan was naturally reluctant to let the fifteenth brother do it alone, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to help.

"An'an, go to the kitchen and help!" Cong Gang said warmly.

"Oh, An'an, go right now!"

Cong Anan ran towards the kitchen obediently.

"An'an, wait for me, I'll help too!"

Feng Xiaochong immediately followed Cong Anan's footsteps.

Feng Xiaochong almost never let An An do housework like washing dishes. He is such a doting wife!

Feng Xinglang leaned on the door frame of the kitchen, quietly watching the four children washing dishes and wiping the stove.

"Xiao Chong, take Wan Wan and sister An An to the living room to play! I can finish this work in a moment!"

Even without turning around, Feng Shishi could see his adoptive father Feng Xinglang leaning on the door frame through the glass.

Knowing that his adoptive father felt sorry for his precious daughter, Feng Shishi suggested that Xiao Chongzi take the two sisters out of the kitchen.

"Let the three of them help wash it together!" Feng Xinglang said calmly.

Suddenly I felt: There is an indescribable warmth in such a picture!

"Bug, are we old?"

Feng Xinglang asked Cong Gang, who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating.

"probably……"

Cong Gang responded calmly, "But we grow old in different ways!"

"This old man...does he still have a way?" Feng Xinglang frowned.

Cong Gang said meaningfully: "You are old in body but not old in heart; I am old in heart but not old in body!"

The body is old but the heart is not old?

The heart is old but the body is not old?

Feng Xinglang didn't listen to Cong Gang's words, and just glanced at him sideways: I always feel that this caterpillar is a little abnormal these days!

Of course, this caterpillar didn’t live a normal life for a few days!

Feng Xinglang lay on the sofa with his eyes closed and resting.

"Daddy, try the mango milkshake I made for you every night!"

The mango milkshake was actually made by Feng Xiaochong for Daddy Zha when he was making dessert for little An An.

Feng Xiaochong didn't like to please his father, so he asked his sister Wan Wan to bring it out for his father to drink.

"My family should be filial every night."

Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes, took the mango milkshake from his daughter's hand, took a sip, and found that the coolness entered his throat and refreshed his heart.

The key is that his daughter Lin Wan is filial to him, which makes Feng Xinglang feel comfortable.

He couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Cong Gang, "Catworm, look at my little cotton-padded jacket, it's so considerate! It's nothing like your An'an, it's just a leaky vest!"

Once this person gets good at it, he will easily become short-sighted!

"I will not base my comfort on asking for my daughter!"

Cong Gang had never thought about getting equivalent rewards from his daughter An An.

He has always believed that he and his daughter are two independent beings!

They will not rely on each other, nor will they involve each other!

I guess Cong Gang’s parenting philosophy is unique enough!

The next second, Feng Xinglang squinted over: "What do you mean, caterpillar? If you can't eat the grapes, you just say the grapes are sour, right?"

Feng Xinglang couldn't understand Cong Gang's parenting philosophy; and Cong Gang couldn't 'appreciate' Feng Xinglang's unprincipled doting on his daughter!

"I don't like eating grapes! So whether it's sour or not, I don't want to know at all!" Cong Gang said lightly.

At this moment, Cong Gang wanted to be angry and prosperous;

But he didn't seem to want to ruin the atmosphere of talking calmly with Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang has been sleeping much longer than usual recently;

Cong Gang was worried that Feng Xinglang's body fat would also increase day by day.

"Tch, you are clearly envious, jealous and hateful! And you are also petty!"

Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang another cold look; then he deliberately ate the mango milkshake until it squeaked.

It feels like I have eaten delicious food for thousands of years! He just wants Cong Gang to be greedy with him!

This guy is really childish to the extreme now!

I don’t know if it’s a side effect of that potion!

But the problem is that I was injected with the same type of medicine at the same time. If there are side effects, shouldn't they be given at the same time?

"Xiao Chong, you and Wanwan can send your dad upstairs to rest!"

Cong Gang said warmly to the little insect who came out of the kitchen to bring him soothing tea.

"Oh well."

Feng Xiaochong immediately obediently approached his scumbag father, Feng Xinglang, and said, "Daddy, go upstairs to sleep! Keep your spirits up and continue to earn milk powder money for your two little grandchildren tomorrow!"

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang and hummed: "I want you to serve me!"

"Daddy, stop making trouble!"

Feng Chongchong shouted, "Since Big Chongchong tried the medicine on you, he has not been in good health recently! He also needs to rest!"

"You brat, you keep talking to him like this...who is your real father?"

"Daddy, let's be reasonable, okay?"

Feng Xiaochong immediately took his sister Wanwan's hand and put it into Daddy Zha's palm, "Good Daddy, let's go upstairs to sleep. Your favorite sweetheart Tian Wanwan is with you!"

Watching Feng Xinglang and his son go upstairs, Cong just looked at Feng Shishi with cold eyes. He lowered his voice and said sharply: "You and Feng Linwan...what's going on? Are you coveting something? Or do you think you are tired of life?"