From what Xin Baobao heard from the speaker outside, he should be completely targeting him. He couldn't involve his mother.
After everything was ready, he quickly left the room. Oreo was so shocked that he flew out of the window.
Six men in black saw a small figure coming out of the room they were about to enter, and quickly followed Xin Baobao.
Although Xin Baobao is only five years old and is a little short in stature, his stature is no less than that of the six men in black behind him.
Unfortunately, due to his limited size, he could not go head-to-head with these six people and could only defeat them one by one.
Generally, places with many woods are best for hiding your tracks.
So, Xin Baobao led a group of people away from the street and headed towards the dense mountain forest.
A quarter of an hour later, the door to Xin Moer's room was kicked open.
Feng Qingcang, covered in dust and dust, rushed to the second floor of a fresh store, only to find that there was no one on the bed.
In a hurry, he quickly left the door, but as soon as he took a step out of the door, he took it back. He walked to the bed, turned over the bed board, and saw Xin Moer lying on the ground sleeping soundly.
Feng Qingcang picked up Xin Mo'er, frowned, and tapped her lightly with his slender fingers.
Xin Moer rubbed her sleepy eyes before she could react.
Feng Qingcang quickly carried him out of a restaurant, followed Oreo, and ran toward the woods outside the city.
"Hey, let me go! My baby is still in the tavern!" Xin Moer struggled in his arms and beat her, but it didn't help.
"Don't move! If you move again I'll throw you down!" Feng Qingcang growled with a cold look on his face and continued to move forward.
The weather in April was not too cold, but Xin Moer felt the cold wind biting her bones, and the wind on the opposite side hurt her face. She turned her face away and buried herself in Feng Qingcang's arms.
A faint medicinal fragrance enters the nose. It is distant but familiar.
"Don't you even know that my baby has been robbed? You can still sleep so soundly." Feng Qingcang lost control of her emotions. Even though she knew that someone had tapped her acupuncture points and thrown her under the bed, her heart still couldn't stop.
Depression.
Xin Moer's eyes widened and she suddenly laughed.
"Why are you laughing!" Feng Qingcang was even more annoyed. This was how his son had been by her side for so many years? She could even laugh when she was in danger.
"Put me down!" Xin Mo'er scolded him harshly. Seeing his heavy expression, she changed her temper and explained, "Don't worry, children all over the world have been robbed, and my baby won't do it either."
Robbed by bad guys."
Feng Qingcang saw that her expression was calm and she didn't doubt it was fake. She was stunned. Xin Mo'er got out of his arms, made a beautiful spin, and landed safely.
After landing, Xin Mo'er said somewhat glumly, "As a mother, I'm not in a hurry. What are you, an outsider, worrying about?"
While the two were talking, they saw Xin Baobei's small body approaching at a snail-like speed.
Why do we say snails? Because six men in black were tied up with a thick rope. The faces of these six men in black were all swollen, and their original faces could not be seen clearly. They were knocked unconscious in their sleeping holes.
"Mother! Mother!" Xin Baobei waved towards this side from a distance.
Xin Moer walked slowly and leisurely, her face as usual, with a light smile like the wind.
However, Feng Qingcang was worried that Xin Baobei was injured, so she tapped her toes, flew to and landed in front of him, and nervously checked Xin Baobao to see if there were any wounds on his body. After making sure that he was safe and sound, she took a deep breath.
Xin Baobao handed the rope in Feng Qingcang's hand, "Uncle, if you are bigger, I will leave these people to you."
Feng Qingcang was curious about how he got rid of these people, but he was even more curious about why Xin Baobao didn't kill them after catching them, but instead dragged them along the way with great effort.
Isn't this strange?
After the work in Xin Baobao's hands was transferred, he ran to Xin Mo'er with small steps, took her hand, and said with an apology, "Mom, these little characters can be handled by one person, why don't you continue to sleep?
.Look, I came out in the middle of the night, and my face is covered with a layer of frost. Is it very cold? Baby, please give me a breath."
Xin Moer knelt down and put her face in front of the baby, "Pursing on the left side and purring on the right side."
Xin Baobao gently rubbed Xin Mo'er's left and right sides with her pink and tender hands, and then breathed a few times, "Mother, beauty, are you still cold?"
"It's not cold anymore." Xin Mo'er covered her face with satisfaction. It was a good night today, there was no strong wind, but when Feng Qingcang hugged her and ran away, the momentum was too strong, and her face felt a little uncomfortable. Good morning now
.
With a pursed mouth and slender hands, she pointed at Feng Qingcang, "He is the one who disturbed your mother and my clear dreams."
Xin Baobei naturally guessed that it was his cheap father who brought his mother out to look for him. He felt sweet in his heart. It at least proved that his father loved him very much and cared about him. But he echoed to Xin Moer,
"Uncle Handsome, it's a bad behavior to disturb someone's dream, especially to disturb a beautiful mother's sleep. It's even more wrong. You should be punished."
The black line on Feng Qingcang's forehead fell straight down. Why did he feel like he was putting the cart before the horse? Who is the mother and who is the son?
Emotionally, in the past few years, has his baby been taking care of his mother?
"Uncle Handsome, my mother said that it is wrong to lose focus when talking to others."
"..." Is this kid trying to teach me a lesson? Feng Qingcang collected his thoughts and tried to calm down, "Okay, what's the punishment, baby? I accept the punishment."
"Mom also said that those who do wrong things and accept punishment are all good people." Xin Baobao looked at him with a smile and pointed at the six men in black dragging on the ground, "Uncle Handsome helped Baobao sell these people to the slave market.
Go ahead, I believe you can get a good price."
Then he looked at Xin Moer with his big watery eyes as if he were seeking credit, and said, "Mother, I will make another fortune tomorrow. I will take you out for a big dinner! I will save the extra money for you."
Xin Moer nodded, "It's necessary."
Feng Qingcang, "..."
Is there a mother and son like you in the world?
Then I thought about it, is his son so short of money?
Feng Qingcang threw away the rope in his hand and picked up Xin Baobao's small body, "Baby, will you follow me back to Prince Xu's Mansion? I will be your father from now on."
Xin Baobao blinked his eyes, looking like a good son in his twenties, "Baby can't make the decision on this matter, you have to ask your mother."
"You are a man, you don't need to ask your mother for everything." Feng Qingcang coaxed.
If you ask Xin Moer, it is better not to ask, and you will definitely be rejected.
As long as Baobao agrees, Xin Moer will definitely follow him.
In his opinion, Xin Moer is a 100% lazy person and a foodie. Without his son, it is like losing her wings. How should she survive?