The little guy was too lazy to refute anything with his father, Feng Xinglang.

　　He only gave his dad a resentful look before burying his head in the crook of Hetun's left arm, no longer looking at him.

　　"Are you sure you don't want to eat? That dad is so lucky! "

　　Amidst everyone's suppressed emotions, Feng Xinglang was actually able to eat happily.

　　"Xueluo, you eat too. The chicken wings were put together in a platter, and the cook told me that there were eight different flavors; let the cook cook cook more of the kind you like. "

　　Xueluo loved to eat chicken wings. When he was living in Pater Castle, Hetun knew about it. It was just that the Hetun at that time never cared about those things, but now that Xueluo's ident.i.ty had changed to that of his Hetun's daughter-in-law and his grandson's biological mother, his att.i.tude had changed 180 degrees.

　　"Dad, you should have some too. The doctor is waiting to give you the IV. Nuonuo will be fed later, don't worry! "

　　"No rus.h.!.+"

　　Hetun lowered his head and kissed the little guy's little head, "Just sitting with my fifteen years is much better than injection and medicine!"

　　Linnuo's little friend was stubborn, old Hetun was not much better. Xueluo was not someone who could be persuaded with a few words; the grandfather and grandson pair snuggled together just like that, in addition to feeling sorrowful, they also felt a little warmth.

　　"Eat your food!" If you're hungry, they'll eat by themselves! "

　　Feng Xinglang picked up a piece of Cola Chicken Wing for his wife, "Do you want your husband to taste it first?"

　　Xueluo stared at his husband who was in every situation, then buried his head and started to eat that piece of chicken wing.

　　It was not as if they were really on the same page; they couldn't just all stare at each other and cry together, could they? His son, Feng Linnuo, had been crying for more than an hour. It was enough to give him, the Hetun, face!

　　"Um... This one smells of salt and pepper. This piece smells of garlic. This piece, it seems to be red wine? "

　　"b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang! You're so annoying! You don't like to eat chicken wings, why do you still have to bite over them one by one? It's a waste of food, okay? Mommy hasn't even eaten yet! "

　　Little friend Linnuo could not stand his father's misdeeds anymore!

　　The b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father had actually bitten the chicken wings one by one! Furthermore, he only needed to taste a single mouthful before throwing it there. He would then continue to taste the next one.

　　"What does your mother eating or not have to do with me?! Hmm... This chicken wing that seems to have been dipped in curry. Ordinary! There are three pieces left, I will continue to taste them! "