Chapter 342 The feast is alive: Hungry
In the empty incineration room, the bone fragrance of the body remains in the air, and it is intertwined with the low and continuous murmurs.
Like a loving father who was seductive and tricky, he climbed into his arms and called his father at his arms.
This scene is full of tearful love and weirdness.
But the timid babies never voiced, as if they were dead, which tested the patience and wisdom of the father.
Q:
How to teach a baby to obey his father's order?
Feng Mu gently picked the eyebrows on one side, revealing gentleness and concern in the tone:
"This feast is almost fed in your stomach to see how well you raise you for your father, so do you have to learn to be grateful and obedient?"
Feng Mu stopped, and the voice was slightly colder:
"Obedient children have food, and no obedient children will not have the next big meal ~"
Feng Mu chose the method of weaning baby.
His educational philosophy has worked, because a word on the retina has a weak word -[Hungry! ]
In the past, Feng Mu was full of countless speculations. He found many clues and evidence, but everything was not comparable to the direct impact of the word "hungry" at the moment, which is so strong and accurate.
"My entry is responding to me. They really live, and they have bred consciousness in my body!"
Feng Mu was surprised and happy, and there were all kinds of thoughts in his mind, and his face was filled with a more and more warm smile.
The corner of his mouth raised gently, showing a white teeth, the sound was soft as the spring breeze, soothing softly:
"Baby, a good child, your father will never let you starve. Tell Dad, how much do you have to eat to be full, and no longer feel hungry?"
Yimo was surrounded by Feng Mu's warm love. This time the response was rapid and clear, and the number of words also increased significantly:
[Two, three, to 100, hungry, hungry, sleepy! ]
Feng Mu's eyes rotated madly, and the light of evil and demon in his eyes showed a deep breath.
"When you are sleepy, you will sleep first. My father go to prepare food. When you get over, wake you up for your father, sleep, my good boy, sleep with peace of mind."
Feng Mu waited for a while, and saw that there was no subtitles response, and my heart was gloomy:
"It may be that I went to sleep, but it may be re -pretending to be dead, haha-"
Feng Mu did not rush to judge that as a good father, he was willing to give the to the greatest degree of trust to the unborn child until he could find the evidence of the child's lie.
For honest children, we must adopt a set of parenting concepts;
For the bad children who lie, we must adopt another set of parenting concepts;
Only by teaching according to his aptitude, he didn't want to learn Feng Jue and educated his children into another Feng Mu or Feng Yuhuai.
"Still two or three blood foods, pile blood bars to 100, and then, [feast] can fill the stomach, and then upgrade to the next stage, can you just climb out of your father's fetus?"
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Feng Mu put away his mobile phone, and the Gou Yu in his pupils slowly dissipated, recovering into the bottomless eyes.
Of course, food is to be fed. Good dad will not cook for the child, but it will definitely not be today. Although there are "fresh milk" everywhere in prison, the baby is the most vitality. Don't tighten.
Feng Mu walked back to the office. Now he is the minister of the Department of Inspection, and he has an independent office that is exclusive to him in the second prison.
The office is very spacious, and Feng Mu does not have much requirements for the office. As long as he can provide a place of busy work, he can also stretch his body and cultivate martial arts.
Therefore, this office is three times larger than other offices. It was the wall of several offices in the afternoon of Song Ping'an and the combination of several office walls.
On the house, the "Minister of Inspection" was painted with five Wei Bei bodies. Except for Feng Mu's personal office, almost all of the other rooms in the Department of Inner Procuratorate were transformed into a interrogation room.
At this moment, these interrogation rooms have been stuffed half, and each room is still on, and the interrogation work is in progress.
Obviously, most of the members of the Department of Inner Prosecutor's Ministry did not mean to sleep. The collective work was working hard, and the blood -stained confession was sorted out overnight.
Feng Mu could not force them to work overtime. They all took the initiative to apply for staying up late to work overtime. Each of them seemed to be a blood -blooded blood, inspiring fighting spirit and potential, and turning into a workaholic in the liver.
Feng Mu has not participated in the interrogation anymore. He has absolute trust in every member of the Department of Inner Prosecution, and believes that they can complete their tasks independently and efficiently.
There were violent hissing in the corridor. Those eye -catching team members never extinguished the lights, and the mouth was baicked into a stabbing twisted.
Although this department was formed today, its cohesion and organizational power have been stabilized throughout the prison.
Feng Mu stepped into the office and glanced at the clock on the wall -22: 44.
He also did not intend to go to sleep. He was trapped by the personnel struggle within the prison for many days. Today, he finally had a moment of leisure. He planned to cultivate martial arts to change his mind and raise his spirit.
Being a man, either struggle, or killing, or practicing merit, where there is a time to sleep, that is what the dead people do.
Therefore, the formula of this world is -people who sleep less will eventually eat more people who sleep more.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Feng Mu has to be the one who sleeps at least or not to sleep. In this way, one day, he can eat everyone one by one.
"Living people don't need to look close." Feng Mu said with the iron smell of the teeth, "The dead can sleep forever."
[You are immersed in forgetting me! ]
[Seven Killing Fist, Boxing and Battle, and the proficiency of 8 points. ]
[Seven Killing Boxing Blood Bloody Solution also increases by 8 points. ]
[Soul chasing step · Film and fleshy proficiency increase 5 points. ]
[Soul Chasing Step · Film two -solution proficiency increases by 5 points. ]
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Feng Jue listened to the blind voice from the phone, his face was ironing, his chest was filled with a vulgar, and he felt that he could not sleep tonight.
"My son is not filial, and I am angry. Fortunately, I still have a good and filial daughter!"
Feng Jue stood by the blue and white car, worked hard to breathe deeply, then picked up the phone, and called Feng Yuhuai.
The old father suffered from his son, and he urgently needed to hedge with the sweet voice of his daughter. This is the wisdom of Feng Gu's father for many years.
He has been doing this for a long time, so he used to praise his daughter when he was habitually reprimanding his son at home, and he also had emotional needs in this regard.
Unlike Naizi, Feng Yuhuai's calls can be connected quickly, and this time.
Listening to the obedient greetings from the daughter in the microphone, Feng Jue felt that the inner breath suddenly melted, and his face was unconsciously smiled and asked:
"This point, are you ready to rest in the dormitory?"
There was a subtle noise from the phone. Somehow, the sound sounded a little familiar. It seemed that he had just heard of it not long ago.
His daughter's answer was also unexpected, with a little joy and playfulness:
"No, I'm a little hungry, I am eating supper with my classmates, hee-"
(End of this chapter)