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　　Chapter 829 - Taking you to see your father

　　Hetun's temple was throbbing at the end of his eyes.

　　Feng Xinglang was born from a woman who had experienced countless hards.h.i.+ps. Hetun could feel the difficulty of women at that time.

　　But now, their common child's whereabouts were unknown, or their fate was unknown. As the Hetun who had just gotten his son after becoming an old man, his heart was as sharp as a knife. His anger was about to burst out from his body!

　　Xing Ba followed Xueluo to GK VCs, to look for Wei Kang.

　　And Hetun brought Xing s.h.i.+'er and Xing Wu to Yulong City; together, they were "invited" by the head of the Captain Jian and the others.

　　The Captain Jian had never thought that the one who would report Feng Xinglang's disappearance this time was actually Hetun.

　　The plot was so reversed that it was hard for people to understand and accept it at the same time!

　　Xing Si stayed in the Shallow Water Bay, accompanying Linnuo the little friend to build blocks.

　　It's boring, isn't it? Furthermore, Xing Si was not much fun. It was fine if he could not speak the words, but the key point was that Xing Si's brain was not working well either.

　　As long as Hetun left the Shallow Water Bay, he would definitely make his grandson, Xiao s.h.i.+yi, temporarily hide in the secret room in the bas.e.m.e.nt.

　　Previously, Xueluo accompanied his son Linnuo, and the little guy was even able to obediently defend itself;

　　Now that he had even kissed his mother and gone out, the little guy's heart was truly hurt when he was thrown at the foolish Xing Si.

　　"Old Four, this place is so boring. Let's go up and play building blocks!"

　　Although the ventilation in the bas.e.m.e.nt was not as good as on the ground, it was not as stuffy as it seemed. Perhaps what the little guy was really stuffy about was a tiny, imprisoned soul.

　　Xing Si seriously shook his head, "Father said:" No! We must wait for his return! "

　　Xing Si's Chinese was very stiff, and there were a few English words flying out from time to time.

　　The little guy half guessed, at least he could understand the general meaning behind Xing Si's words.

　　In short: No matter how noisy the little guy was, Xing Si had always insisted on what he had done.

　　"Old Four, I'm so thirsty, I want to drink fresh fruit juice!"

　　"Let's wait for dad to come back before we drink!"

　　"No way! Mommy said that I need to grow up. If you delay my growth, foster father will beat you up! "