Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

Seeing him staring straight at her son, Feng Tianjiao turned back to him and called in a low voice: "Brother Feihong..." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and stroked his shoulder distressedly.

There are still two huge iron hooks hanging there...

Huang Feihong's eyes moved away from Huang Shulang's body, and he opened his mouth with nostalgia on his face: "Xiao Tianer, Langer is so happy, seeing them like this, I think of us back then, and you were like this back then , pulling my ears and talking angry words, but I know that you care about me in your heart... It's been many years, and I haven't experienced this feeling again!"

As Huang Feihong said, his face was full of smiles, recalling that year, his eyes showed a hint of happiness...

Huang Shulang's misty thoughts were pulled back by the affectionate voice of Brother Feihong, he turned his head in a daze, and looked at where Feng Tianjiao was.

Looking at the figure beside Feng Tianjiao, that person was in a state of distress, but his stooped figure couldn't overlap with the stalwart and strong figure in his memory...

"Mother... you... what was your name just now?" Huang Shulang couldn't believe it, staring at the figure in a daze, swallowed and felt that his throat was extremely dry for some reason.

"Lang'er!" Huang Feihong stretched out his hand to part the hair on his face, revealing a pitch-black face.

Although his face was dirty and dark, Huang Shulang could still recognize the familiar outline and the familiar eyebrows at a glance...

"Father..." Huang Shulang said, but suddenly staggered and took a step back, shaking him, only felt a piercing pain in his head.

"Lang'er, what's wrong with you?" Noticing Huang Shulang's painful expression and his instantly pale face, both Feng Tianjiao and Huang Feihong were slightly startled.

Qian Duoduo frowned, stepped forward to support Huang Shulang: "What's wrong?"

Huang Shulang raised his head, only to feel that the figures in front of him were shaking, and there were actually two fat girls in front of him.

He reached out and waved his hands in a panic, trying to grab Qian Duoduo's shoulders: "Fat girl, why have you become so many, you... ah..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly screamed, covered his head, staggered back and forth...

"Lang'er..."

"Master..."

"Brother Huang..."

Seeing his pained state, Feng Tianjiao and his wife, Qian Duoduo, and Lu Mumu who hadn't spoken all this time couldn't help stepping forward and exclaiming.

The four of them looked at each other in dismay, all of them were solemn...

"Fat girl, what's wrong with Lang'er?" Feng Tianjiao looked at Huang Shulang flusteredly, with tears in her eyes, she didn't know when Qian Duoduo was her backbone.

"Mother..." Qian Duoduo supported Huang Shulang, but he didn't know how to comfort Feng Tianjiao, because at this moment she was also in a panic.

"Master, sister-in-law, Brother Huang, seems to be very frightened, his eyes are broken and his expression is frightened, he must have been stimulated by something, right?" Lu Mumu frowned as he looked at Huang Shulang.

"Excitement? What excitement?" Qian Duoduo was puzzled, and glanced at Huang Feihong. She remembered that Xianggong did this after he found out about his father....

A trace of guilt flashed across Huang Feihong's face, looking at Huang Shulang's expression, he was extremely distressed, but his face was filled with self-blame: "Xiao Tian'er, is it my appearance? It's too scary and scared him?"

"No, no, Brother Feihong, don't think about it, how could Lang'er be afraid of his own father? Maybe... your appearance reminded him of that incident!"