MTL - Bringing Along a Ball and Hiding from Foreign Devils-Chapter 10 Past

After that, Ren Zhouyuan took An An to the newly registered Maker Lab. Although he was not the wife of An An, he could see that An An prefers the teaching atmosphere of Buick, just because it is Dad. Going to play, and teaching the course content is similar, so in the end An An still showed a little interest.

Several manuscripts that were previously selected by Zhou Yuan had already been completed, and the fee for the submission of Fan Wenfeng was quickly obtained. This was to fill the cost of enrolling in Anan.

Fan Wenfeng knew that he had reported to other laboratories that he did not report the gram, and he really couldn’t understand his practice. Every time he called, he couldn’t help but sigh. If he had to bring An An to class before, he could still understand, but now he really can't understand what Ren Zhouyuan thinks. He feels that since he returned from Ren Zhouyuan, his every move is a bit confusing. But people can't tell where the difference is.

Fan Wenfeng asked Ren Zhouyuan and his son to come out to eat, just today Anan is going to the lab, and Fan Wenfeng drives to pick them up and down the restaurant.

An An came out with a mini drone. The plane in his hand was much more refined than the one he used to make with a 3D pen. It was also equipped with a remote control. It was a really small plane. However, An An is not as excited as Fan Wenfeng originally took him to Vecchi, quite a bit of a look.

Fan Wenfeng and Ren Zhouyuan looked at each other. The latter guessed his meaning from his eyes. He shrugged helplessly and opened the rear door and got on the bus with An An.

On the way, Ren Zhouyuan asked, An An replied, and Fan Wenfeng, from time to time, probably guessed the contents of Anan’s class today.

He looked at the father and son from the rearview mirror and saw that Ren Zhouyuan kept talking to An Anduo and said something, and he sighed a little helplessly.

When I arrived at the restaurant, Fan Wenfeng quickly ordered a good meal. When the waiter went down, he asked, "How do you bring An An to go to class there? The place is farther than Vichy. You let Anan go to Vicki, maybe you still have employee discounts. However, even if you don't need any employee benefits, the course fee for Wichi is not high. I think the teachers there are quite good, and they are the best in the industry."

Ren Zhouyuan glanced at him and glanced at An An, saying: "I checked it online, and now the teacher who went to Anan is not bad."

An An always looked up at Ren Zhouyuan. After hearing this, he grinned and lowered his head and silently played with his small plane.

Ren Zhouyuan and Fan Wenfeng both saw his movements. The former pretended not to see it, but Fan Wenfeng frowned. "Have you ever asked An An? How do you know which one he likes?"

He heard that An An brushed his head and twisted his eyebrows and said that Fan Wenfeng said: "I like Dad to help me choose!"

Ren Zhouyuan listened to his face, but he sighed in his heart. He didn’t know where An’an liked Vip, but he couldn’t help it. Now they’re enough to expose it. He doesn’t dare to take any risks.

"Good," Fan Wenfeng softly said, "Uncle knows that you like Dad's choice," he looked at Ren Zhouyuan and looked back at An'an: "But Anan can tell Uncle, you like the one that the uncle took you to." Laboratory?"

An An drums his face and doesn't talk, but neither Fan Wenfeng nor Ren Zhouyuan talks to him. Re-elected Zhou Yuan is also very curious about what he can pick out. Maybe it will be able to "prescribe the right medicine", and then use Anan to say This excuse convinces him to fall in love with the new lab.

Anan thought for a long time, and finally gimmicked: "...the teachers are foreigners."

Ren Zhouyuan: "..."

"What?" Fan Wenfeng is far from An'an. He really didn't hear clearly, but he was even more curious when he saw Ren Zhouyuan's expression.

Anan didn't talk, he looked at Ren Zhouyuan and looked back at Fan Wenfeng. The voice shouted loudly: "They are all foreigners!"

"Ah?" This time, even Fan Wenfeng was paralyzed.

Ren Zhouyuan helped the amount, and his face was a little beautiful. At this time, the dish that was just ordered was put on the side. He put some vegetables in the Anan bowl and let him eat it himself. He explained this to Fan Wenfeng slowly.

During Ren Zhouyuan's Huai'an, he almost stayed at home and stayed at home until he gave birth to Anan, and almost spent all his savings. When Anan was almost one year old, the remaining money was not enough to support the lives of the two people, let alone Anan was still so small. Even if he was hungry and he was himself, he would not want to be hungry.

At that time, he sent dozens of resumes a day, but because Anan was too young, he had no money to ask for a new moon, and no company was willing to let him take his children to work. He had been unable to find a job for a long time.

At this time, he discovered a work on archaeology. In fact, he is not an archaeologist in strict terms, but the archaeological team is going to study the content of the ancient text, and the whole team is about to leave, in the archaeological team. Most of them are only willing to wait for the people in the college to get the results and then write the thesis. Therefore, the archaeological team has delayed the number of people, so even though Ren Zhouyuan has a child, the people in the team did not say anything, only let He doesn't call out the hardships and delays everyone.

When he accidentally hit the ground, Ren Zhouyuan joined the archaeological team. After two years, Anan also grew up from a small group and would walk to call his father.

When I was young, I didn’t see anything in Anan’s facial features. The reddish-brown hair color was only treated as a child’s malnourished hair. I also said that this baby’s high nose and big eyes are especially cute. However, as Ann grew older and bigger, people in the same team saw that the child was not malnourished at all, purely a beautiful mixed-race child.

These old and old-fashioned people who have been traveling for the rest of their lives are still old and old-fashioned in studying ancient Chinese culture. They have long been proud of Chinese culture and inexplicably have a contempt for foreign culture.

When Ren Zhouyuan originally entered the team, he brought a "dumping oil bottle". In their eyes, they had already buried some dissatisfied seeds. It was only because the archaeological team needed to use people that they forced him to come in.

Everyone saw that when he was young, he was alone and took a child up the mountain and went to the sea. He never heard him say the child's mother. For a long time, they did not have any good impressions in their eyes.

Now they find that this baby is not only born with a mother, but also born with a foreign woman. This group of old and old-fashioned people feel that Ren Zhouyuan is a young man who loves to play. Reading a book can make people's stomachs bigger and get foreign countries. go with! So this incident was like a time bomb in the archaeological team. Slowly, Ren Zhouyuan realized that everyone was not so friendly to their father and son.

Anan was a young man at that time, but his mother was particularly sensitive. When he was two years old, he was already very protective. He couldn’t let others say that his father was not good. The archaeological team thought that Anan was a little baby, and he talked unrulyly in front of him about Ren Zhouyuan. He saw Anan’s eyes still with naked contempt, and Anan was subconsciously trying to hide from the old man.

Ren Zhouyuan is often sent to do some physical work because of his youth. Anan wants to follow his father, but the archaeological work is not easy. Even if he is not willing, Ren Zhouyuan has to put An An on the old and old boards.

That is to say, those people are talking louder and louder behind Ren Zhouyuan, and they can still maintain hypocritical etiquette in front of Ren Zhouyuan. When they are behind, they are directly flying in front of other people’s sons. Like, they look like they were looking at Ren Zhouyuan how to make the belly of other girls, as long as the child does not want to be a mother.

Anan was smarter than other children when he was young. When he was less than one year old, he would call Dad. Now he is almost three years old. He can understand the words of adults. He has been licking his mouth and listening to many of his father’s words. What is wrong with the grievances, the eyes are always with tears, but they can not help but fall, and when he comes back, he will not be able to tear it apart.

At the beginning, Ren Zhouyuan only thought that he wanted to be a father, but he had an accident in the middle of the mission. He came back early. He didn’t enter the door and heard the old folk boards chatting loudly. They could hear them laughing a few meters away. The voice, when I walked to the door, I realized that they were talking about themselves.

Ren Zhouyuan took his children out and thought that someone would break his mouth behind him, but he didn't think that this group of self-study scholars was actually this kind of tone. He sighed and was about to make a sound to let the people inside converge, but when he turned around, he saw An An squatting in the corner of the room, his hands licking his ears, his eyes flushed with a small mouth and could not bear his voice. The trembling little mouth looked at the heart of Zhou Yuan, and the fire suddenly came up.

He also refused to allow the insiders to be old-timers who were somewhat prestigious in the industry. They opened the door with a sigh of relief. Two steps went to the corner to pick up Anan and his face was black and extreme.

He couldn't say a word in his breath, his chest was undulating and violent, and he exhausted his whole body's strength to lower his anger pressure. He glanced at the group of stunned old men and turned and took An An away.

He silently took An An back to his room. On the way, An An did not say a word, but fell on his shoulder, but the wetness on his shoulder burned the heart of Ren Zhouyuan. He held Anan tighter. I can't regret it in my heart.

That night, he took An An for a long time before he was willing to speak.

An An has forbeared for so long, that is, he does not want Dad to know that others are talking about him. Although An An is young, he already knows how to feel painful. However, now that Ren Zhouyuan knows that those people are talking about bad things in the back, he has been swearing a few words, and Anan cried his nose and told Ren Zhouyuan how many times they said his words these days.

Ren Zhouyuan listened straight and frowned. He wanted to put An An on the side of those people to take care of An An, but let alone take care of him. He said his father’s bad words in front of such a small child, and thought of An An’s picture in the corner that he could not cry. , Zhou far to any of angry that the group lying Xiangzou Pedant.

An An, holding Ren Zhouyuan, sobbed in his arms and said: "The uncles said that An An is not the son of Dad, saying that An An is a wild child of foreign life, Dad, what is a wild child?"

Ren Zhouyuan holds his fists and his hands are prominent. It takes a lot of effort to make himself speak as gentle as possible. He patted An An's apostasy: "An An is not a wild child, An An is the father's child, Dad's most embarrassing child!"

The words he said were a little trembling, but he was still depressed. An An’s little hand glared at Ren’s clothes, and he said with a little caution in his tone: “Is Ann An’s father born?” He looked up at Ren Zhouyuan and lowered his head and lost his way: “An An and Dad are not at all like ......"

Ren Quanyuan squatted, holding Anan’s hand tightly. He lifted An’s head and asked him to look at himself: “Dad is Chinese, so An’an is also Chinese. Do you see An’an’s eyes are like Dad? Black and black, foreigners are blue-green eyes. How can Anan be such a good-looking black eye? An An is the father's child, and Anan's black eye is the best evidence!"

It was such a saying that An An was deeply remembered in his mind. When he grew up, he finally figured out what the old man said. And as the contours of his mixed-race children became more and more vivid, the face grew more and more like Leonid, and more and more people said that he was a "foreign child."

Since then, "foreigners" have become a bad word, and the weight in Anan's mind is equivalent to saying that he is not the son of Ren Zhouyuan.

So when Ren Zhou heard that he said that the teachers in Wichiri were foreigners, this long-lost feeling of powerlessness suddenly came up.

The author has something to say:

*Whether An An is a small theater in the country*

An An: An An is Chinese!

Leonid: But you are my son.

An An: An An’s father is Chinese!

Leonid: I... I... you are happy.

Ren Zhouyuan: I have worked hard, "Mom"

Leonid: ...you are happy just QAQ