My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

T city.

Cemetery.

Both sides of the road at the entrance of the cemetery were filled with all black cars.

Somewhere in front of the cemetery, all people in black were standing, they were divided into two rows, standing straight.

The winter wind blew, like a knife on their faces, they didn't even frown their eyebrows, as if they could not feel the cold.

Because of the howling of the cold wind, coupled with being in a cemetery, surrounded by tombs, it feels very gloomy.

Er Xiaofeng, who had returned from Lucheng, was also dressed in black. His bodyguards stood far away. No one came to bother him, and he did not let anyone come near. He stood alone in front of the tomb. , That is the tomb of Mother Lin.

With a bunch of chrysanthemums in his hand, Er Xiaofeng looked down at the chrysanthemums, then bent down and placed the bunch of chrysanthemums in front of Mama Lin’s tomb. After that, he squatted down and looked at the tombstone on Mama Lin’s tomb. That photo.

"Auntie, I came to see you."

Er Xiaofeng said softly, "I'm here to tell you what's happening with Lin Yi and brothers. Their brothers and sisters are doing well. After Lin Yao had the operation, after a year of recuperation, they are already like normal people. Yes, he will enter school next year, and he is still a second-year transfer student. Xiao Yao is very smart, aunt, don’t you? He hasn't officially gone to school for a day, but he is a second-year transfer student as soon as he enters."

"Auntie, Lin Yi's eyes have also undergone surgery, and she has recovered very well. Now she can see this wonderful world. It's just that...she never saw the last side of Auntie, it is Xiaofeng I am sorry Auntie."

After all, Mother Lin died under his wheel.

"Auntie, rest in peace. You have done what you want for their sister and brother. Rest well. I will find time to come and see you in the future."

Er Xiaofeng stood up and bowed to the portrait of Mother Lin, after which he turned and left.

The wind brought Er Xiaofeng's words to Mama Lin, and Mama Lin rested in peace.

She used her life to calculate Er Xiaofeng, hoping to get a sum of compensation to continue her life. Now, her son has recovered and her daughter can see the light again. Although the children have left their hometowns, but they can live well, she can feel relieved if she knows how to do it.

"Patriarch."

Ling Bo followed Er Xiaofeng and said softly: "The Patriarch came to the cemetery like this, if someone knows it, it's not good."

Er Xiaofeng glanced at him and said coldly: "You can't even do this confidential work, what's the use?"

Ling Bo was speechless.

The whereabouts of Er Xiaofeng is hard to find out.

After a long time, Ling Bo said quietly: "Patriarch, the subordinates think it's better to be careful in everything."

Er Xiaofeng glanced sideways at him again, and Ling Bo immediately shut up, afraid to say anything.

The black car, neatly surrounded by Er Xiaofeng's car, left the cemetery, and the cemetery was quiet. Only the tomb guard shivered in the cold winter, hoping that the winter would pass quickly.

In the following years, Er Xiaofeng did not come to the cemetery to visit Mama Lin again. During the Qingming Festival, he only sent Ling Bo to give Mama Lin incense and burn some paper money. He didn't come, because he didn't have time to go to Lin Yi anymore, and there was no new topic to talk to Mother Lin.

Another point, Ling Bo's reminder was heard in his ears.

Anything related to Lin Yi, he would still do less.

The new master often takes several years to consolidate his position.

It took Er Xiaofeng four years to settle the Ouyang Alliance. The gangs that came up from behind, because of the alliance with the Ouyang family, and the Erjiawei’s provocation, were enemies of the Er family. He did not expect to be rooted by Er Xiaofeng. All up, Er Jiawei was fateful and fled abroad. Not only that, he has also become a broom star on the road. If anyone is with him, who is unlucky, Ouyang Alliance is a **** example.

Er Jiawei wants to make a comeback, but he is afraid that he will not have the ability to make a comeback in his life.

It is the spring of another year, when the flowers are in full bloom.

Mujia.

Before Er Xiaofeng went in, he heard the immature boy voice: "Uncle Er, Uncle Er."

Then there were two small figures happily running towards Er Xiaofeng. The four-year-old boy who ran at the front was the son of Zhong Yang and Mu Ya, and the slower one was Mu Zhang and Lansnon. Son.

As the little god-wife Yin Qianqian said, Mu Ya was born with sons, Ling Hao and Cheng Aifeng were also sons, and they were three years old at the same age as Mu Zhang's son.

Cheng Aifeng breathed a sigh of relief after her son quack landed, because she gave birth to a son and there is no pressure to have a baby anymore.

Zhang Xiao and his wife are now at home with sweethearts and grandchildren, and often take Mu Ya's son over, and the children also have fun with them.

Er Donghao can only envy.

His son is 22 years old. Since breaking up with Lin Yi, at the beginning, his son would secretly go to see Lin Yi. Later, his son did not go to Lin Yi secretly. Er Donghao knew that his son did not forget Lin Yi, but for Lin Yi's safety.

Now that the crisis has been eradicated, and the son has gained power. Now that no one can shake his position, should he go to Lin Yi?

Er Donghao, who does not have a grandson to hold, can only come to Mu’s family to grab Mu Chen’s grandson. These two men have been fighting since they were young. Er Donghao has never won. When he was young, he lost Mu Chen failed to win Zhang Xiao's heart.

Now that he is old, Mu Chen has grandsons to hold, but he still doesn't know where he is.

Er Xiaofeng squatted down, opened his arms, and waited for the two little guys to come closer and plunge into his arms. He picked up the two little guys and smiled and asked: "Do you want Uncle Er?"

Zhong Yang's son Zhong Jun put his arm around Er Xiaofeng's neck with one hand and said, "Yes. Uncle Er hasn't come for a long time. Mom said Uncle Er is very busy. Uncle Er, what are you doing?"

"Busy making money."

Er Xiaofeng smiled and bit on Zhong Jun’s small face. When Mu Zhang’s son saw him bit his brother, his little hand patted Er Xiaofeng’s mouth gently and said Er Xiaofeng: "Uncle Er is a puppy , Same as my dad."

"Is your father a puppy too?" Er Xiaofeng asked amusedly.

The little guy nodded and said, "I often see my dad biting my mother. My puppies will lick and bite me when they see me, so dad is a puppy."

Er Xiaofeng wanted to burst into laughter, and Mu Zhang was really too. He didn't know how to constrain in front of the child. The husband and wife were so affectionate and taught the child.

He carried his two children into the house. The adult in the room turned his head and looked at the big and two small ones coming in. Er Donghao saw this scene and said his son: "What's the use of holding someone’s son and smiling. I also had my grandpa’s addiction to give birth to two for your dad."

Zhang Xiao got up and took the grandson from Er Xiaofeng, and Er Xiaofeng put down Zhong Jun again, "Dad, how do I give birth by myself? Besides, I'm still young. Don't look at it for another four years. In fact, I’m only 22 years old this year, and it’s still early to be a dad."