"Where is he?" Looking at the street with people coming and going, a woman in blue said worriedly. She just went to buy something and he disappeared. This kid has always been weird and quiet, unlike her mother.
What a world of difference.
At this time, a man in blue came over. When she saw him coming, the woman in blue seemed to have caught a savior. She looked behind him and saw no one?
"Where are the people?" An Yue asked urgently.
Su Mu shook his head and said, "I've searched all over and still can't find him. Let's keep looking."
Upon hearing this, An Yue immediately withered. If something happened, she would be told how to face them.
"If I let you find you, I will have to skin you." Dark Moon said angrily, walking towards the street in front.
Looking at Dark Moon's back, Su Mu smiled helplessly and looked around. Where did this child go? If something happened, it would be troublesome.
"Baozi, Baozi, freshly baked buns." The vendors on the street shouted loudly.
In a corner, a little head suddenly popped up. Looking at the steaming steamer, he wiped his saliva unconsciously.
"Gulu..." He touched his stomach. He hadn't eaten anything this early in the morning. Looking at the big buns in the steamer, he felt that his appetite was even greater.
He slowly walked to the vendor selling steamed buns and looked around. Suddenly he pursed his lips and reached out to the steamer with his little hand. It was so hot, but he got it, hey, he ran away.
The bun vendor immediately yelled: "You kid, if you dare to steal my stuff, come back to me."
"Get out of the way, get out of the way." The child pushed the crowd and continued to run forward. The vendor behind him was chasing after him with a broom.
Looking at the buns he had received, he showed his neat teeth and smiled. Hehe, he was ready to taste it, so he opened his mouth and bit it.
There was a "bang", and all of a sudden, he fell to the ground. It hurt so bad, and the bun fell to the ground.
Looking at the hard thing in front of him angrily, he said angrily: "Who dares to block my way?"
Hearing this sound, the man in fine clothes in front smiled slightly and looked at the child on the ground with his head tilted and rubbing his butt. It was obvious that he bumped into it by himself while he was standing here. Besides, the road was so wide. He was obviously just eating buns and not paying attention.
.Just when he was about to speak, a voice interrupted.
"You stinky boy, you are too young to learn well, and you dare to steal my things. See if I don't teach you a lesson." The vendor said, holding a broom and getting ready to whip him over.
Ah, it was him. The little boy on the ground panicked, ran back quickly, and suddenly hid behind Feng Lang.
Seeing this scene, Feng Lang frowned slightly, looked at the broom swung towards him, grabbed it, and said coldly: "If you have something to say, how can you beat a child."
He raised his head and looked at Feng Lang, touching the material of his clothes, and suddenly a plan came to his mind. He cried, pointed at the hawker and said, "Dad, he bullied me." If his mother knew that he called others dad like this, she would be afraid.
He is good-looking, but now I can only feel sorry for my father.
Dad? Feng Lang smiled helplessly, when did he have such a child? This kid is really cruel and wants to use him as a shield.
"Since you are his father, you should pay for the money he paid for stealing my buns." Upon hearing this, the vendor hurriedly said to Feng Lang.
Stealing buns? Taking a look at the buns on the ground, no wonder the kid ran so fast just now.
"He is not my son." Feng Lang said directly.
Upon hearing this, Murong Chen panicked and said quickly: "Father, you can't deny me. Although my mother died early, I am your only son. How can you be worthy of your dead mother if you treat me like this?"
Ah. Do you think you don’t want me because Er Niang has a younger brother? Ugh..." Mom, I’m sorry, I accidentally said you were dead. Anyway, he wouldn’t let Mom know.
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him gathered around, all focusing on Feng Lang.
"Why is this person like this!"
"Men are indeed unkind and unjust. This child is so pitiful."
"All men in this world are heartless."
…
Feng Lang had no choice but to smile bitterly. What kind of crime did he suffer? An innocent person was implicated. Looking at the sinister smile of the kid next to him, he was stunned for a moment. This face seemed to have been seen somewhere. He looked back.
Suddenly, he glanced at the hawker, took out a silver coin from his pocket and handed it over, "That's enough."
"Forget it, this child is too pitiful. He's just a bun. You'd better discipline your child well. It's the father's fault whether you raise him or not." After saying that, the hawker left, and the onlookers around him also dispersed.
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After looking around, Murong Chen snickered in his heart. His strategy was successful. What he had to do now was to escape unscathed. He walked lightly to the side.
Suddenly, the clothes on his back tightened, and his whole body was lifted up. "Let me go, let me go," he shouted loudly.
"Isn't it said that it's the father's fault if you don't educate him? How about you let your father discipline you?" With a hearty smile, Feng Lang carried the little boy and walked directly towards the Qingmo Building.
Arriving at the private room on the second floor, Feng Lang threw Murong Chen directly to the ground.
"Tell me, who are you?" Feng Lang asked coldly. This face was so familiar that if it weren't for the age gap, he would even suspect that they had gone back in time.
Hearing this, Murong Chen sat directly on the chair, looking like an uncle, "My name is Zixie."
Zixie? Feng Lang frowned, "What are your parents' names?" he continued to ask.
Looking at the person in front of him suspiciously, Murong Chen was confused. Why did he ask his parents' names as soon as he came up? He then smiled and said: "Then what are your parents' names? What's your name?"
When asked this question, Feng Lang was startled, this little guy is really interesting.
"Is your mother's name Mo Yunling?" Feng Lang suddenly asked in a deep voice. At that time, he knew that she was pregnant with a child. If nothing had happened to her back then, the child would probably have been this big. Over the years, he has also sent
He had gone to look for her, but there was no news. He always thought she was still alive. However, when he said this name now, he also felt strange. How could he say it suddenly? How could he be her child? That sword attack back then
If you stab him, how can you save the child even if he is alive?
Hearing this, Murong Chen was slightly startled, then yawned and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, I'm so hungry, I want to eat." Then he looked out the window, ah, it's him
, was discovered. He quickly retracted his head and jumped off the chair.
"What's wrong?" Feng Lang asked confused.
"I'll explain to you some other time. I'm leaving now and I'll see you later." After saying that, Murong Chen ran downstairs.
Feng Lang looked at him. This child looked so similar. He looked out through the window and saw that figure from behind, so familiar!
