Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

With the sound of rain ringing outside, Jiang Fang couldn't sleep well over and over again. It's like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced—song, godfather and godmother—must be very angry.

He picked up the phone and sent a message to Feng Hao, [Guess where I am now? Feng Hao was still socializing outside, and did not go home. Feng Hao was disgusted when he received the news. If he didn't know who Jiang Fang liked, he would probably think that this dog was harassing him.

Feng Hao just wanted to reply to him, but he didn't feel right. Send yourself a message during this period of time to let yourself guess where he is?

Feng Hao thought of a possibility, [You are at my house. 】

Jiang Fang replied—a period.

If you simply come to sit at home, then obviously you don’t need to tell yourself. Feng Hao can think of only one kind, [Did you tell my parents? Now he called him directly before Jiang Fang could reply.

Jiang Fang, who saw the caller ID, answered the phone, "Hello?"

Feng Hao walked to a place with few people, "Did you say that?"

Jiang Fang said, "Well, I said, I can't really let Little Horn face it alone."

Feng Hao had a headache. "It's better to let him—personally, it’s not good to say it. Don’t you know what his weight is? If at his birthday party, he confessed. Our family will not blame him. Maybe it's okay to comfort him."

"But you are not the same, you are now a pig that hogs cabbage in the eyes of our family. Everyone has a different attitude towards pigs and cabbage."

This sentence was really heartbreaking, and Jiang Fang was silent for an instant.

When Feng Hao said that, he had another thought in his heart. He had to face it by himself now, it was nothing more than trying to handle everything well so that the little speaker would not be burdened. In this way, he was considered a man, and his uncle barely gave him a score of six. Later, he barely passed the mark in the eyes of his uncle.

Feng Hao finished counting and Jiang Fang asked again, "My parents didn't beat you."

Jiang was relieved to have lingering fears, "Almost. Thanks to godmother, she said that it was raining outside and allowed me to stay overnight."

Feng Hao always felt that something was wrong. His mother looked more gentle, but she was the toughest in all things facing the little speaker.

Doesn't it mean that she agrees to keep Jiang alive? Is it really that simple?

Feng Hao was suspicious of this, so he made a special phone call to test it, but he didn't try anything. Instead, he was frantically complained by his parents.

"How dare you know not to report."

Feng Hao knew that he would have his own car overturned sooner or later-God, he wanted to explain it, "I don't know that I don't report it. I just want to tell you slowly and give you a process."

"We have to be grateful to you?" Feng Tingyun felt that the two sons didn't need to take it anymore, so he just threw them all on the street.

Feng Hao frowned, "Dad, I don't think you should be so angry. Look at our kind of family, how many people are smashing the wall because of the family property. And I, caring about my brother, don't hesitate to help with his request."

"I don't know if you will be angry if this matter is picked up? I know, but I still did it. Because I'm an older brother, I can't refuse any request from my brother."

It was a touching speech. It seemed that my brother had made a huge sacrifice for his brother, but every word and action revealed the news, ‘knowing that you are going to be angry, but this is what my brother forced me. ’

Feng Tingyun was speechless by his sophistry, and Feng Hao comforted him, "I want to talk a little bit, since the little speaker likes boys. What's wrong with finding someone who knows the roots?"

"You all see how Jiang Fang has hurt the little speaker since he was a child. Rather than handing the little speaker to a stranger, it is better to agree to him and Jiang Fang."

In fact, what he said had some truth, and Feng Tingyun was persuaded. But he still couldn't treat the two children as lovers for a while.

Feng Hao persuaded him to want to start a little bit. After all, they are not related by blood, so what's hard to accept. Feng Tingyun's momentum passed, and it was not unacceptable to calm down and think about it, and it was indeed good to think about it.

Early the next morning, Jiang Fang was woken up by the sound of hehe hahe. He opened his eyes and touched the phone. It was only five o'clock.

It was still gray outside, and Feng Tingyun deliberately stomped his feet at the door, "—the heaven's plan lies in the morning. There is always enough exercise to have a strong physique."

"Little Horn's future target must be a diligent, early riser. In this way, he has a healthy body and can take care of my son."

Jiang Fang couldn't laugh or cry to get up and put on clothes. Isn't this just for himself? Not knowing what new method this was to test himself, Jiang Fang put on his clothes and walked out.

After stamping his feet for a long time, Feng Tingyun, who had shouted slogans for a long time, finally set off. He ran in front of Jiang Fang. Although he didn't speak, Jiang Fang also understood his subconscious mind—to keep up.

Jiang Fang trot behind him,-keeping-a proper distance. Feng Tingyun, who ran to the front, was very disdainful, "Is this what you young people are capable of? Slowly Tuntun is like a snail."

In order to show that he is not a snail, Feng Tingyun quickly accelerated his pace and threw Jiang Fang away. He suddenly made an effort, Jiang Fang did not follow, but it was only a while before Jiang Fang speeded up to follow.

It was the original distance, Jiang Fang increased his vigilance. When Feng Tingyun speeds up, he also increases, and when Feng Tingyun slows down, he also decreases, and he is determined not to exceed the opponent.

In the end, both of them were very tired, and Feng Tingyun snorted proudly, "Your physical fitness is not bad."

Jiang Fang explained that he exercises every day. Feng Tingyun nodded, "This is a good habit, keep it. But you young people are too weak, even I can't run."

Jiang Fang nodded and gasped, "I...I can keep up with you hard. It's really too fast."

Feng Tingyun was extremely happy. He became increasingly reluctant to accept his old age. Now being flattered by Jiang, I suddenly felt that I could fight for another five hundred years.

The benefits that Jiang Fang has not surpassed him are also revealed. Feng Tingyun patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction, "Practice hard, you will be as good as me in the future."

When he came out, he still had grievances with Jiang Fang, but after running a step, Feng Tingyun, who was blown away by the rainbow ass, turned his back.

Jiang Fang felt that he didn't really have to study how to please his elders. When I went back, the two were talking and laughing. When Jiang Fang entered the door, he heard the clanging sound of clanging things.

Feng Tingyun seemed to have suddenly regained his sanity, and Feng Tingyun, who was laughing just now, suddenly sullen his face.

Jiang Fang knew that this was a test from godmother, so he washed his hands and walked into the kitchen. Wei Xue was chopping beef, and the cooking machine was set aside brightly.

Jiang Fang moved forward, "Godmother, let me help you."

Wei Xue glanced at him, "This is Little Horn's favorite beef pot stickers."

Jiang Fang seemed to know what the test was. He bit his head and said, "Then teach me, so I can make it for a small speaker in the future."

Wei Xue glanced at him, neither of them spoke. Standing there, Jiang Fang thought in his heart that if his eyes were real, he would have eyes all over his body now.

Fortunately, Wei Xue didn't say anything, but started teaching Jiang Fang.

"Don't use a cooking machine for beef filling, it's more delicious if you chop it yourself."

It turns out that not using a cooking machine is not embarrassing Jiang Fang. Jiang Fang kept the details of the steps in mind. Under the guidance of Wei Xue, Jiang Fang succeeded in making Little Horn’s favorite food.

But the first time I did it, it was impossible to do it like Wei Xue did. On the dining table were the pot stickers made by Jiang Fang, and Feng Tingyun only ate it-he was about to go to work.

It wasn't that Jiang Fang was deliberately embarrassed, nor was it that he didn't dislike Jiang Fang's cooking. It's just that the old father thought that Jiang Fang had learned this skill, and the little speaker would never need them anymore.

The child will grow up after all, but the old father is reluctant.

He pretended to go to work and leave quickly so that he wouldn't lose his attitude, Wei Xue was also very silent.

This kind of life lasted for a long time, Jiang Fang stayed at home, and followed Feng Tingyun's morning exercises in the morning. Going home, Wei Xue teaches him a dish as usual. Then he went to work, and when he returned in the evening, the food was already on the table.

This kind of day lasted until the day before Little Horn’s birthday. Wei Xue didn't teach him any more, except that Tianxiao Horn was back, and asked him to go back first.

Wait until your birthday.

The trumpet was still kept in the dark, and on the birthday—everyone was here. Everyone was vaccinated, and the whole family estimated that only the little speaker did not know that their own affairs had been exposed.

He is doing psychological construction, imagining-what to say later.

Jiang Fang didn't come over for a long time, and the little speaker called him but didn't answer it. Li Jiyue started to panic, why didn't he answer the phone?

They talked until yesterday, but did Jiang Fang lose contact today?

He was very disturbed, but everyone urged him to go down and make a wish and cut the cake. Li Jiyue was dragged down by Feng Hao, and before he could say anything, the lights were turned off.

Li Jiyue took a deep breath, then make a wish first, and talk about other things after making a wish. Li Jiyue closed her eyes and folded her hands together. He hoped that everyone would be healthy and happy, and that he and Jiang Fang would be accepted smoothly.

Li Jiyue, who had made these two wishes, opened her eyes and blew out the candles. Now the room is real-black.

Wei Xue took his hand in the darkness, "Son, I'm glad you've grown up again—years old. Mom has a gift for you."

Li Jiyue was very guilty, he didn't want gifts. Because he—may have to say something that makes my mother sad. He is not good, and he is proud of everyone's preference for him.

Wei Xue pulled Li Jiyue forward, and then stood still. — Jiang Fang, who disappeared all day, came out carrying the pot stickers, and the lights were turned on.

Li Jiyue was shocked by the scene in front of him, and he looked at Wei Xue in disbelief. Wei Xue nodded, "We actually all know."

"Then you..." Li Jiyue choked a little.

Wei Xue patted him on the shoulder, "Your father and I have investigated, Xiao Fang is very safe. It is the right person for you, go over."

Jiang Fang wanted to open his arms, he still had a plate in his hand.

Li Jiyue rushed over excitedly, but none of the pot stickers fell off. He embraced Jiang Fang's waist excitedly, surprised at what he did-cut, "You are all done with me?!"

Jiang Fang nodded. Li Jiyue didn't expect that he would confess behind his back, and he must have suffered a lot of difficulties from his parents.

Jiang Fang raised his pot stickers in front of him, "Would you like to save face?"

Li Jiyue nodded excitedly, this was his favorite, Jiang was relieved.

He picked it up and put it in his mouth. Wei Xue was lying in Feng Tingyun's arms. The old father and mother were happy and a little bit disappointed.

Li Jiyue carefully tasted the beef pot stickers, something he was only willing to eat when he saved money in his last life and gritted his teeth. Now he can't finish it.

Li Jiyue nodded excitedly, "It's delicious."

Feng Tingyun's nose is sour, he doesn't want to see it anymore. How could Li Jiyue not feel the reluctance of his parents, he took Jiang Fang and hugged them.

"Beef dumplings don't have the same taste. I like Jiang Fang's, but they can never replace my mother's."

Wei Xue wiped her tears and smiled. In the blessings of everyone, Li Jiyue boldly kissed Jiang Fang.