Chapter 1477 - Not even the chance to kneel

　　Hetun still kept his word.

　　The next morning, he sent the little fellow back to Feng Family.

　　"Father needs to return to the Pater Castle to recuperate for a period of time … Call your G.o.dfather if you miss him. Father sent a plane to pick you up. "

　　Using his chin to kiss the little guy's head, even though there was only a broken arm left, Hetun held the little guy tightly.

　　"How long is a period of time?"

　　The little guy hurriedly asked, "Right, foster father, what happened to eighth brother and Old Tweleve?"

　　"Two or three months. I think he can rush back to the Shen City to accompany me for New Year's Eve. "

　　The New Year that Hetun spoke of was not the Spring Festival, but New Year's Day.

　　"Then fifteen will be waiting for your foster father's return! It would be best if we could bring Old Eighth, Old Tweleve and the others over as well. "

　　The little guy changed his posture and crawled into Hetun's embrace. This way, he could be more suitable for sticking close to Hetun, who only had one arm left.

　　"Father, when will you grow a new arm? "I've always been looking forward to it for you."

　　Hearing the little fellow's words, Hetun's old heart seemed to be tugged.

　　"Kid, you always make your foster father's heart ache! I can't stop it even if I have to! "

　　He began to think about something, "Right, Number Fifteen, my foster father left Number Fourteen in the Shen City. Come to Shallow Water Bay to find him if you need anything, or call him directly. You can call for him to come with you. "

　　Hetun placed the phone number written on the note Xing s.h.i.+si delivered into the little guy's pocket.

　　"Then who will be escorting my foster father back to the Pater Castle?" the little guy asked with concern.

　　"There are still seventeen of them!"

　　Hetun patted the little guy's shoulder and sighed. He said meaningfully, "Foster father can finally give your second brother an explanation!"

　　The little guy did not investigate what the 'explanation' from Hetun meant. As long as Hetun was safe, the little guy would be at ease.

　　"Father … Mommy. His own son is back. "

　　Little friend Linnuo, who was being carried by the anti-riot vehicle, ran towards the courtyard of the Feng Family happily.

　　Hetun followed the little fellow inside probably because she wanted to go inside the house to see her son Feng Xinglang.

　　Xing s.h.i.+si carried the two bags of food and followed suit.

　　Feng Xinglang who usually did not get up early, sat on the sofa in the living room and waited steadily.

　　"Father, why are you so early? Where's my mother? "

　　Seeing that his father's expression wasn't right, the little guy immediately changed his words to look for Mommy.

　　"Where did you go? Did you get permission from your father? "

　　Feng Xinglang glanced at Hetun and began to interrogate the cheerful little fellow sternly.