Chapter 807

"When you're in the park, walk as long as you can, and sit in a stroller if you can't, okay, don't always have to be hugged by your parents," Feng Yiping squatted on the ground, tying his son's shoelaces, and discussing with him.

Originally, he wanted to go back to China directly from Silicon Valley, but when he heard Vincent say "I miss you very much" in a childish voice on the phone, how could he resist?

Looking at Ma Ling and her son, thinking of Huang Jingping and her daughter's reluctance at the airport yesterday, Feng Yiping sometimes felt that he was not a thing, although Vincent was a beautiful accident, but this accident was not caused by himself What about?

Besides, when Huang Jingping and his daughter were around, he not only thought of his son, but also his son's mother. It seemed that to a certain extent, he became a "scumbag".

Not allowing him to be emotional, Vincent slipped to the ground with his shoes on, hugged Feng Yiping's face, kissed him firmly, and opened his hands, "No, I want you to hug me!"

Such a cute, cute, and so sensible and obedient son, how could Feng Yiping refuse his request, "You little thing," Feng Yiping kissed his son's face, "You know I won't refuse you, right?"

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

Ma Ling was a little helpless, she didn't get used to her son very much, she had to walk by herself or take a stroller, but this little guy was very smart, knowing that his father who was not with him often would not refuse his request.

She shaved her son's face, smiled and lifted a big bag full, "It's just these two days, usually 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 very bright, but they are going to the tidal lake to see the early blooming cherry blossoms. There are many people there every day. Feng Yiping thinks it is better to cover it a little. Most of the people who go have their cameras 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, "Let's go, let's go, let's play," followed by calling, "Grandpa,"

Grandpa? What the hell? Feng Yiping and Ma Ling, who was locking the door, looked up and saw that beside the stretched car opposite, the person wearing a windbreaker, with his arms folded, who just smiled at Vincent, wasn't it John?

This old man, he didn't come here specially to block himself.

"Dad, why are you here?" Ma Ling passed Feng Yiping and hugged John, "This is the new house we just moved, come in and sit down?"

John nodded flatly at Feng Yiping, who had just taken off his sunglasses, and took Vincent, "I have a good eye, the location is good, the appreciation potential is great, and I can make a good profit from renting it out in the future."

"Vincent, tell Grandpa, where are you going?"

"Tidal lake," Vincent said excitedly.

"Dad, the weather is nice today, why don't we go shopping together," Ma Ling subconsciously resisted letting Feng Yiping and his father stay in the same house.

"Do you want grandpa to go with you?" John asked his grandson.

"want,"

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

"I'm going to drive," Feng Yiping knew that Ma Ling would definitely not take the extended car brought by John.

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

Feng Yiping thought about it, it makes sense, if Ma Ling drove by himself, Ma Ling would definitely take his son to sit in the back, so what did he say to John along the way?

When Old John stuffed himself into the small and exquisite RX co-driver, it took a little effort. This car really didn't suit his size, so he said with a slight complaint, "Japanese things,"

Hey, Feng Yiping thinks it's really rare, at least for now, this is the only thing he and John have in common.

"Are you on a business trip again? How long can you stay?" Ma Ling asked his father.

"The flight at two o'clock in the afternoon." John was still shaking his seat on the seat, trying to find a more comfortable position. "Try to go home and have a look during the holidays. Your mother misses you very much."

"Next time you come, bring mom with you, we'll go to Harvard to see Anne,"

Along the way, Ma Ling must have done it intentionally, and kept chatting with his father, leaving him no time to trouble Feng Yiping in the back seat.

Through their communication along the way, Feng Yiping got to know John better, and he was a bit like his father, but he was actually a man who was a bit rigid and didn't show his emotions too much.

This year's Easter is in mid-April, and the cherry blossoms by the tidal lake have not yet bloomed. However, on this bright spring day, there are still many tourists in this area. Just looking at the density of people in this area, it is a bit of a Manhattan posture.

Now, in the center of Washington, there are many people sitting and lying down on the lawns, large and small. Many people traveling with their families spread out a picnic blanket on the lawn, and put them on the lawn from home. He brought all kinds of cold meals and happily ate them.

This feeling is actually quite good. You can imagine what it would be like to lie on Tiananmen Square, or have a picnic in Tiananmen Square.

Children's nature is always yearning for nature. As soon as Vincent was on the lawn, he couldn't help rolling on the ground-this point was quite according to his father.

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

"Vincent, how about going to fly a kite with your mother?" Feng Yiping put the kite together.

"You go, I won't," Ma Ling glanced at his father who was sitting on the windbreaker under his buttocks, his face was not looking good, and he was a little worried.

"Son, run slowly, and be careful not to fall," Feng Yiping yelled to Vincent who was dragging the kite, "Go, I'll come over later, it's okay,"

Always say what should be said, Feng Yiping thought.

"John, I can handle my affairs by myself," Ma Ling told his father, "Besides, this is a public place,"

"Go, Vincent has run so far," John pointed to his grandson.

Waiting for his daughter and grandson to leave, John spoke to Feng Yiping for the first time today, although he still didn’t look at him, “The company is doing well,” he boasted looking into the distance, “I guess you might come to DC, sure enough ,"

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

To Old John, Feng Yiping was very tolerant, after all, he was the one who let his precious daughter have a child out of wedlock.

Of course he couldn't say that he missed Maring in front of John.

"You are not the solution to the problem. What Ma Ling and Vincent need is a complete family. Since you can't give it, don't bother them anymore. They need to move forward,"

"There is an old saying in China that if a child is not a fish, how can one know the joy of a fish," Feng Yiping said while looking at the happy Ma Ling and his son, "We all feel that the current state is pretty good. Of course, if Ma Ling and Vincent think I'm intrusive, I'll respect their opinion,"

As for going forward, Feng Yiping wasn't worried at all. Although Ma Ling was always stubborn, how could Feng Yiping not know what she was thinking?

"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's not the end of the world, there are always more solutions than problems.

"Solution?" John snorted coldly, "When will it be? Let's say next month at the Cherry Blossom Festival, can you come with them again?"

“If they need it, I will come, even though I am very uninterested in this holiday, which commemorates 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 you have made many arrangements. I don't know China, but the United States is a society that values ​​​​family and is loyal to family. Even us Businessmen spend most of their time at home too, so you better let it go,"

Is this a lie to children? Americans value family well, but Feng Yiping is not unaware that many businessmen whose businesses have grown to scale often have to spend weekends at home, and they don’t see their children a few times a month. .

Moreover, even the former President Bill, with so many people following him, was able to take time to "stay" or "shed" some things that shouldn't be on the skirts of the White House interns. The rich have lovers outside. Or it's not uncommon to get married and divorced three or four times, so it's not as loyal as he said.

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

The result was still a cold snort, but before John could say anything, Vincent trotted back, "Dad, grandpa, did you see that? Mom and I just flew the kite so high."

Ma Ling ran back panting, sat down next to Feng Yiping, and kissed him on the lips very skillfully, "I'm exhausted, Vincent, how can you run so well?"

"Because Papa said I was a little man,"

Looking at the contented and happy daughter and the grandson who always talked about Feng Yiping, John felt a little bit dispirited. Forget it, the life of young people, let them live according to their own ideas. At least for now, the daughter is happy.

At the gate of the airport, John looked at his daughter who was walking in front of him pushing a stroller, and whispered to Feng Yiping, "I will not allow you to cause them pain,"

"Please rest assured John, making them happy is also my pursuit,"

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At night, in the bedroom, Ma Ling let out a sigh of satisfaction, her face was flushed, she held Feng Yiping's face in her hands, and kissed it affectionately. After a long time, her lips parted, and 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 here waiting for you,"

If it wasn't for John, she probably wouldn't have expressed her feelings so tactfully.

However, upon hearing this, Feng Yiping couldn't slow down, the speed of the small electric motor soared to the highest in an instant, and Ma Ling was immediately lost in the storm-like impact, and was like a fish short of water, short of breath. He went to find Feng Yiping's lips.

ps: Unremittingly ask for recommendation tickets!