One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]


    Chapter 1132 - Fearsome


    The little guy held onto Cong Gang''s neck, and asionally let out a sob.


    "I''m sorry... "My dear father is very sad too."


    Not willing to let others see his tear-stained face, the little guy buried his head deep in Cong Gang''s shoulder the entire time, unwilling to raise his head.


    Cong Gang frowned slightly, "Then tell the big caterpir, how sad is your father?"


    So what if he was sad? How could he not be sad?


    "Big caterpir, don''t ask! I don''t want to say anything! "


    The little guy shouted, and shook Cong Gang''s head with both of his arms, not allowing him to pursue the matter any further.


    "Then cry for a while!" When you''ve had enough, talk to the big caterpir! "


    Cong Gang calmed his tempo and gently patted the little fellow''s small back again and again, which was trembling from the sobs.


    It was only a minute or two after he had cried for a long time before the little guy stopped crying. He used all his strength to wipe the tears off his face, and then stared nkly at Cong Gang who had always been in a very indifferent state.


    "Big caterpir, where did you go? Why didn''t she save Big Bangbang? "


    In the little guy''s mind, foster father Hetun and Old Tweleve intentionally leaving the injured Big Bangbang was an extremely nasty and annoying action. But Cong Gang was different. Even though he didn''t try to save her.


    "Even a big caterpir has to flee for its life!"


    Cong Gang said indifferently, "At that time, I was also anxious to think of a way to save your father!"


    "I understand. "Big caterpir is the best for my father!"


    Because the little guy had seen and heard it with his own eyes, and it was Cong Gang who had brought Fang Yiyan here to save his family.


    "Actually, Big Bangbang treats his father pretty well too." The little guy added.


    "Mn, Yan Bang treats your father pretty well indeed."


    Cong Gang sighed lightly, but his gaze was deep enough to be hard to fathom.


    "Giant caterpir, Big Bangbang is dead, are you sad?"


    the little guy asked again.


    "I am so sad..."


    Cong Gang lightly caressed the little fellow''s face, "But seeing you so sad, I can''t be happy either!"


    "It''s all my fault, I couldn''t protect the Big Bangbang well."


    The little guy started to me himself, and once again lowered his head in sadness.


    "I can''t me you." Cong Gang replied indifferently, "With your foster father Hetun''s hostility, how could a child like you be able to control it?!"


    "My foster father is too evil! He would not save anyone if they saw him die! That''s why Big Bangbang died! "


    The little fellow snorted discontentedly at foster father Hetun.


    "You can''t me your foster father entirely. Your foster father is also very fond of his son. "


    To be able to speak up for the Hetun in front of, he was truly troubled.


    "At that time, my foster father and the Old Tweleve were able to save the Big Bangbang. Just put Big Bangbang on the fast boat and it''ll be fine. "


    The little guy could not understand the "love of his son" that Cong Gang spoke of. He felt that no matter what the reason was, foster father Hetun shouldn''t just leave the injured Yan Bang on the cruise and wait for his death.


    "Would you like something to eat?"


    Cong Gang repeatedly interrupted the little fellow''sints and remorse.


    A child who was only six years old, being able to sorrowfully me himself for Yan Bang''s death after two months of separation, was truly surprising to Cong Gang.


    It seemed like this little thing had inherited the righteousness from his father.


    Sometimes, if one ced too much importance on these feelings, they would end up bing shackles in one''s life.


    Someone like him, Cong Gang, who was heartless, might live a more carefree life!


    So what if the truth was, perhaps only Cong Gang himself knew the truth.


    "I don''t want to eat it." The little guy was listless.


    "Still sad?" Cong Gang asked.


    "A little more."


    The little guy looked around and found that it was a very strange wooden house. "Big caterpir, why do you live here?"


    "Isn''t this ce good?" Cong Gang asked indifferently.


    "Yes it is, but it is too hard to find! And it''s so low, it doesn''t even have an air conditioner. "


    "Are you cold?"


    "Not cold."


    "Then what do you need an air conditioner for?"


    "Warm up." The little guy said in a daze, "Summer can also be very cool."


    "People shouldn''t rely too much on inanimate electronics. It will make you more inert; it will also make you less and less able to survive in nature. "


    Cong Gang''s words were so abstruse that they already surpassed the little guy''s ability to think.


    Wasn''t it just putting on an air conditioner to get warm or creating a chill? How did it have anything to do with ziness'' and ''survivability''?


    Seeing the little guy look at himself and his surroundings in a daze, Cong Gang stopped talking about this topic.


    "Since you''re not hungry or cold, and you don''t feel sad anymore, then tell the giant caterpir how sad your father is."


    Cong Gang still did not give up on asking Linnuo about his father.


    Although the little guy didn''t really want to answer, the big caterpir had already asked him this question twice, so he reluctantly opened his mouth.


    "Father often drinks by himself at night and does not return home to apany his wife and children for dinner … Mommy and I were worried about Dad getting drunk and driving. When father thinks of Big Bangbang, he will go to Yulong City; sometimes he will also bring me along. "


    "Then is your father crying?" Cong Gang asked intuitively.


    The little guy first shook his head, then nodded, "She should have cried. But he never let me or Mommy see it. I think he doesn''t want his wife and children to be upset with him. "


    After a slight pause, the little fellow said sorrowfully, "Big Baibai is also very sad! He held my uncle and cried for a long time! He even misunderstood my father … To quarrel with my dear father makes my dear father even more miserable. "


    "It looks like your father''s feelings towards Yan Bang is genuine."


    Cong Gang muttered while deep in thought.


    "Of course! My biological father and Big Bangbang are extremely good brothers! "


    Best of all? The corner of Cong Gang''s mouth revealed a trace of an imperceptible smile.


    It was almost indiscernible, but at the same time, it was iparably deep.


    Linnuo''s little friend had greatly underestimated the degree of care a mommy had for her child.


    "Nuonuo... Nuonuo... "


    In less than half an hour after the little guy left, Xueluo discovered that his son Linnuo was no longer within her line of sight.


    "Man Man, have you seen where big brother Nuonuo is?"


    Xueluo saw Feng Tuantuan, who was alone by the fence, looking out.


    "Uncle, mother, don''t worry. Big Brother Nuonuo has gone to find the big caterpir.


    "What?" Nuonuo went to find Cong Gang? "


    Xueluo was startled, "When did he go? Who did you go with? "


    "Just now! It was big brother Nuonuo who told me to tell aunt. And I told my aunt not to worry, he''ll be back for dinner in a while. "


    Xueluo was not small. Worried about his son''s safety, he immediately called his husband, Feng Xinng.


    His days had always passed in such a way that it made Xueluo''s heart race.