Vol 3 Chapter 307: Show your heart

"When you are in the park, you can go as long as you can, or just sit in a stroller if you can't. Okay, don't always ask your parents to hug you," Feng Yiping squatted on the ground, tying his son's shoes while discussing with him.

I was thinking of returning to China directly from Silicon Valley, but when Vincent said "I miss you so much" on the phone, how could he resist it?

Looking at Ma Ling and her son, and remembering that Huang Jingping and her daughter were dissatisfied at the airport yesterday, Feng Yiping sometimes felt that they were not something. Although Vincent was a beautiful accident, it was not caused by himself. What about?

Besides, when Huang Jingping and his daughter are with him, he not only thinks about his son, but also his mother. It seems that to a certain extent, he has become a "scumbag."

Unable to tolerate his emotions, Vincent slipped to the ground in his shoes, hugged Feng Yiping's face, kissed firmly, and opened his hands, "No, I want you to hug!"

Such a cute, cute, and sensible and obedient son, Feng Yiping refused his request, "You little thing," Feng Yiping kissed his son on the face, "I know I won't refuse you, right?"

Vincent put his arms around Feng Yiping's neck and smiled triumphantly at his mother.

Ma Ling is a little helpless. She is not used to her son. She either walks by herself or rides in a stroller, but this little guy is very clever and knows that the father who doesn't spend time together will not refuse her request.

She scratched her son's face, smiled and lifted a big bag full of it, "It's just these two days, you still have to go by yourself."

"Come on, help dad put on the sunglasses," Feng Yiping handed the sunglasses to his son.

Today, the sun is not big, but they are going to Tidal Lake. Look at the cherry blossoms that bloom early. There are a lot of people over there every day. Feng Yiping thinks it's better to cover it a little bit. He is now a celebrity in size, but people who go there. Most of them carry a camera with them.

"Mom is right. You have to remember that you are a little man. When Dad is not around, you have to help Dad take care of Mom. You can't always ask Mom to hug you."

The little guy didn't want to listen to his nagging, "Go, go. Go and play," followed by shouting, "Grandpa,"

Grandpa? What the hell? Feng Yiping and Ma Ling, who was locking the door, looked up, next to the extended car on the opposite side, wearing a windbreaker, hugging his arms, and just squeezed out a smiling face at Vincent. Isn't it John?

This old man, wouldn't it be a special trip to stop him?

"Dad. Why are you here?" Ma Ling crossed Feng Yiping and gave John a hug. "This is the new home we just moved. Will you go in and sit?".

John nodded flatly towards Feng Yiping who had just taken off his sunglasses, and took Vincent over, "The vision is good. The location is good, the appreciation potential is great, and the rental will also have good income in the future."

"Vincent, tell grandpa. Where are you going?"

"Tidal Lake," Vincent said excitedly.

"Dad, the weather is good today, or let's go shopping together," Ma Ling always subconsciously resisted when Feng Yiping stayed in the same house with his father.

"Should Grandpa go with you?" John asked his grandson.

"want,"

From beginning to end, he never spoke to Feng Yiping.

"I'm going to drive," Feng Yiping knew, and Ma Ling would definitely not ride the extension car that John brought.

"I'll drive," Ma Ling stopped him, squeezed his hand, and said quietly, "You and your son sit in the back row,"

Feng Yiping thought, it was reasonable. If he drove by himself, Ma Ling would definitely take his son in the back. Then, what did he tell John on the way?

When Old John stuffed himself into the small and exquisite RX co-driver, he took a lot of effort. This car is really not suitable for his size. He complained slightly, "Japanese stuff,"

Yo, Feng Yiping finds it really rare, at least for now, this is the only thing he and John have in common.

"Is it on a business trip again? How long can I stay?" Ma Ling asked his father.

"Flight at two o'clock in the afternoon," John was still adjusting his posture on the seat, trying to find a more comfortable position, "Try to go home during the holiday, your mother misses you very much,"

"Next time you come again, take mom with me, we will go to Harvard to see Annie,"

This way, Ma Ling must be intentional. He has been chatting with his father so that he has no time to trouble Feng Yiping in the back seat.

Through their exchanges along the way, Feng Yiping got to know John a little bit more, and he was a bit like his father, but he was actually a somewhat old-fashioned man with less emotional expression.

Easter this year is mid-April. The cherry blossoms by the Tidal Lake have not yet opened. However, on this bright spring day, there are still many tourists in this area. The density of this area is a bit Manhattan.

At this meeting, in the center of Washington, large and small lawns, sitting and lying, scattered with a lot of people, many family outings, spread a picnic blanket on the lawn and put the All kinds of cold meals brought, and happily opened.

This feeling is actually pretty good. You can imagine what it's like to lie on the square or have a picnic on the square.

The child's nature always yearns for nature. Vincent couldn't help rolling on the ground as soon as he arrived on the lawn-this is what he did.

However, these actions of the little guy dilutes the dignified atmosphere of some adults.

"Vincent, will you go flying a kite with your mother?" Feng Yiping put the kite together.

"You go, I won't," Ma Ling glanced at the dad, who was sitting under the windbreaker under his butt, and looked a little worried.

"Son, run slowly and be careful of falling," Feng Yiping shouted to Vincent, who was dragging the kite and running violently.

Always say what you should say, Feng Yiping thought.

"John, I will take care of my affairs myself," Ma Ling told his dad, "and, this is a public place,"

"Come on, Vincent runs so far," John pointed to his grandson.

When his daughter and grandson were gone, John spoke to Feng Yiping for the first time today. Although he still didn’t look at him, "The company is doing a good job," he exclaimed, "I guess you might come to DC, sure enough. ,"

"I miss Vincent, and Vincent misses me too,"

Feng Yiping still tolerated the old John. After all, he was the one who let his precious daughter give birth out of wedlock.

Of course he is not good to say that he also misses Maling in front of John.

"You are not the solution to the problem, Ma Ling and Vincent, what they need is a complete home, since you can't give it, don't influence them anymore, they need to move forward,"

"We have an old saying in China, "You are not a fish, you know the joy of fish," Feng Yiping said, looking at happy Ma Ling and his son over there, "We all think the current state is quite good, of course, if Ma Ling and Vincent Feeling that I am bothering, I will respect their opinions,"

As for what to go forward, Feng Yiping is not worried at all. Although Ma Ling is always stiff, how can Feng Yiping not know her thoughts?

"Besides, how do you know that I can't give them a complete home?" Feng Yiping asked, "As long as Ma Ling needs it, I will solve this problem."

As long as it is really not the end of the world, there will always be more solutions than problems.

"Solved?" John snorted coldly. "When will you get it? Just say that you can come with them again during the Cherry Blossom Festival next month?"

"If they need it, I will come, even if I am not very interested in this celebration of the friendship between the United States and Japan," Feng Yiping said.

John agrees with this point. He paused for a while, "I know you have done a lot for them, and there are also many arrangements. I don't know China, but the United States is a society that values ​​and is loyal to the family, even us. Merchants spend most of their time in the family, so you should let go."

This is a lie to children. Americans value family well, but Feng Yiping is not unaware. Many businessmen who do business on a large scale often only spend weekends at home, and they don’t see their children for a month. .

Moreover, even the former President Bill, with so many people following, can find time to “leave” or “shed” something that shouldn’t be on the skirt of the White House intern. The rich have lovers outside. Or it is not uncommon to get married or divorced three or four times, which is as loyal as he said.

"John, I understand your thoughts, and I am sorry for the current situation. Regarding the future, I fully respect Ma Ling's opinion. At the same time, please believe that we ourselves have the ability to solve this problem," Feng Yiping Solemnly declare.

In exchange for it was still a cold snort, but before John could say anything, Vincent trot back, "Dad, grandpa, have you seen it? Mom and I, just set the kite so high."

Ma Ling ran back out of breath, snuggled Feng Yiping down and kissed him on the lips very proficiently, "I'm exhausted, Vincent, how can you run like this?"

"Because Dad said that I am a little man,"

John looked at his happy daughter with a happy face and his grandson who always put Feng Yiping on his lips. He was a little bit disappointed. Forget it, young people’s lives, let them do what they want, at least for now, daughter. Is happy.

At the gate of the airport~www.wuxiaspot.com~ John looked at the daughter walking in front of the stroller, and whispered to Feng Yiping, "I will not allow you to cause them pain,"

"Please rest assured John, it is my pursuit to make them happy,"

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At night, in the bedroom, Ma Ling whispered contentedly, flushed, holding Feng Yiping's face in both hands, and kissing her affectionately. For a long time, with lips split, she controlled Feng Yiping's movements, "Slow down, slow down, "She said softly, "Don't worry, don't worry, no matter what others say or do, I will always be here, always waiting for you here,"

If it weren't for John, she wouldn't have expressed her thoughts so tactfully.

However, after hearing this, Feng Yiping couldn't slow down. The speed of the small electric motor soared to its highest speed. Ma Ling was immediately lost in the storm-like impact, and like a fish lacking water, breathing was fast and anxious. Go to find Feng Yiping's lips. (To be continued.)

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