MTL - Bringing Along a Ball and Hiding from Foreign Devils-Chapter 11 Again
Fan Wenfeng knew that he had joined the archaeological team in the past, but these contents were heard for the first time, and he could not help but feel a bit stunned.
He knows that Ren Zhouyuan’s past days are very difficult, especially when he just met himself, but he didn’t expect it to be just the tip of the iceberg. Now he looks at the opposite side of the man who is sitting in the sky and talking about the past. I felt so flustered that I wanted to teach the old man what I used to be.
He asked: "Have you then withdrawn from the archaeological team like this? Are you letting them bully your father and son?"
Ren Zhouyuan helped An An wipe the corners of his mouth and shrugged his shoulders: "How else can I still? At that time, I was just a hairy boy who just came out of the society. I have no ability to fart. I am worried that they will not go away." The money is given to me, but perhaps they also feel that they are losing money, but I didn’t say much when I left."
Recalling those days in the past, Ren Zhouyuan shook his head with a smile and fortunately jumped out of it. After encountering Fan Wenfeng, his life improved. He was able to rely on his own ability to fight everything he has now.
An An’s unexpected speech made Ren Zhouyuan re-emphasize this issue. He thought that things had been going on for so long, and Anan had long forgotten those things, but did not expect that once the damage was caused, the impact could not be easily erased.
Fan Wenfeng poured a cup of tea on him and said: "In the past, those who are not happy don't mention it. It is good to make the present day too good." He thought about it and said, "But the thing of Anan, you have to think about it." I don't think he can live forever... just like that."
Ren Zhouyuan looked down at An An and saw that he was holding his chopsticks and eating his own food. He also had some headaches.
He never thought about distinguishing whether his son is Chinese or a foreigner, but he must say that Anan was assimilated by him too much. Standing on the face of almost 99% of foreigners, but fluent Mandarin, and occasionally took a few voices, I heard that Zhou Yuan was a glimpse of it. From small to large, I didn’t have a knife and fork, but chopsticks. Take it steady.
He originally thought that when Anan grew up slowly, he would naturally know how to distinguish between these words, but it seems that he must also guide in advance.
The two talked a few words and took this matter over. Fan Wenfeng asked a few more questions about Ren Zhouyuan's recent work. He said: "The last time I went to take An An to your company, I felt that your company is really good. "He paused and said, "Can you stay longer this time?"
Ren Zhouyuan took a hand of the cup and took a sip and put it down: "Let's talk."
He was always upset, always feeling that the calm in front of him made him inexplicable irritability, especially when he accidentally met Leonid in the company, this feeling of uneasiness was even worse.
However, he has been in the job for a long time, and Leonid’s absence from the company is as good as he had heard before. He heard that the boss was on a business trip for three days, and Anan did not go to Vip for the first time. He was worried about the scene of being discovered, which made him feel relieved.
Although An An and Leonid look very much, but occasionally, Zhou Yuan will guess, is it only that the person who is "the guilty conscience" thinks about it, if in fact they are not as similar as he imagined...
He looked at An An, who was seriously eating, and the small drone next to him. He was silently thinking that if Leonid was not in the company during the company, he would not have any big problems. ?
Once this idea was planted, it quickly spread in Ren Zhouyuan's heart. The face that looked at Anan also felt that it was not like Leonid. When he was standing with An An in the morning, he looked at the two people in the mirror. I even think that An An looks more and more like himself.
Ren Zhouyuan had set up Anan’s words several times after that day. Although the child always pretended to be careless, Ren Zhouyuan discovered that he would occasionally play with the one who used the 3D printing pen for the first time. The crooked little plane, on the other hand, was a fine drone that had never been touched after class.
After another week, Ren Zhouyuan heard that Leonid was on a business trip and was busy calling Fan Wenfeng to let Fan Wenfeng go to Anan to come to the class after work. There is a class on the side of Wichi, and the fee can be paid directly. Very convenient.
Fan Wenfeng thought that Ren Zhouyuan had figured it out, and naturally he was willing to take An An to class.
An An heard that Fan Wenfeng wanted to take him to find his father. He followed him with exultation, but when he saw the building of Vicki, he suddenly thought that the place where he first attended the class was the place where Ren Zhouyuan worked, and he was discouraged. Ren Fan Wenfeng How to persuade to stay in the car and refuse to step out of the door.
Fan Wenfeng can have a headache. Anan’s stubborn strength is a good one. He can see how much he likes to go to the class, but because Ren Zhouyuan’s attitude does not want him to come here, he is now at the door. Can not go.
Fan Wenfeng had no choice but to call Ren Quanyuan. After listening to Zhou Yuan, he couldn’t smile. He said a few words on the phone and An An. How do you know that An An’s oil and salt did not enter, wrinkled his brow and shouted at the phone. : "Dad, you are lying!"
Ren Zhouyuan couldn't, and it was not good to waste Fan Wenfeng's thoughts. He thought that Leonid was not there anyway, and Kong Fei said something out and went to the underground building to find them.
When he arrived at the downstairs, he saw Fan Wenfeng standing next to the car and admiring An An. An An holding his schoolbag and looking at the side of his face, he did not look at Fan Wenfeng, and he did not have any way to make Fan Wenfeng.
Ren Zhouyuan saw that he had to be laughed at. He went over and patted Fan Wenfeng, indicating that he would come.
"An An," Ren Zhouyuan said with anger: "Is this polite to Uncle Wenfeng? Does Dad usually teach you this way?"
When An An heard the voice of Ren Zhouyuan, he turned his head in surprise and didn't wait for him to be happy. He heard Ren Zhouyuan criticize him, and suddenly a smile came down.
He grinned and looked at Ren Zhouyuan, and lowered his head. The two hands squatted with the bag of the bag, and he was wronged.
Ren Zhouyuan did not intend to really get angry with him. He took him out of the car. When Anan arrived in his arms, he buried his head in his neck. Two small hands hugged Ren Zhouyuan and whispered: "Dad clearly does not want to." Let An An come to class here."
Ren Zhouyuan’s heart was soft, and he touched his head: “Dad didn’t want to let An’an come,” he said, a little lie: “It’s just that Dad has compared it. I think the place where An’an class is better, teacher. Also speaking Chinese, Dad wants Ann to understand what the teacher is saying."
Anan was excited when he heard it. The calf slammed and jerked his head up, his eyes sparkling, and a tear was hanging in his eyes, but the whole face was unspeakable. He pointed to the victorian building behind Ren Zhouyuan: "The teachers here can speak Chinese, very powerful!"
"Oh?" Ren Zhouyuan deliberately teased him. "Which child said the most - hate foreigners?" He deliberately increased his tone and looked at Anan with a sly look.
An An's face was red, and Ren Zhouyuan disguised his lie in public. He muttered a few words and squinted at Ren Zhouyuan. He found that Ren Zhouyuan was teasing him and only laughed and said that Dad was a bad guy. I talked a lot about the good news of Dove.
Ren Zhouyuan listened carefully to him and said that this is the first time since Ang’s last visit to the Czech Republic. It’s rare to see him so lively twice, all of them are the blessings of Vicki. He is not Knowing how attractive the building is behind him, but if you can make Anan feel a little more cheerful, he will be willing even if he risks the perceived danger.
If you are careful, he looks at Fan Wenfeng and makes a secret decision.
Fan Wenfeng watched An An walk into the building of Wichi, and Ren Zhou sighed and wiped his face back to the office.
Thinking of An An’s class downstairs, Ren Zhouyuan had no snacks, and even the manuscripts could not be seen. The documents were opened on the computer. It took a long time to find that I was still staring at the two words in front of me, but everything was written on it. Did not remember into my mind.
The hand holding the mouse is also full of sweat. Now he is too nervous. He always worried that Anan would be discovered, but God seemed to hear his request. After Anan finished class, Fan Wenfeng sent him home. There was nothing in the whole process, and Ren Zhou was relieved.
He began to convince himself that perhaps An An and Leonid were not as imaginative as he thought. After all, in the eyes of the Chinese, foreigners are estimated to be the same, and only he thinks the two look like.
He asked Fan Wenfeng to report to Vicki's interest class. Before that, the family did not go. The cost could not be returned, and Ren Zhouyuan felt a distressed one. So he raised the idea of making a foreigner.
Just before that study of foreign culture and contact with Fan Wenfeng, the cost of the other party is also high. Ren Zhouyuan has a good calculation, and he plans to secretly draft an outline and make some preparations.
The days are so comfortable, and Leonid maintains a safe distance. Looking at Anan is brighter every day, everything seems to be moving in a better direction.
It was only after a long time that he heard a message, and then he broke the goodness he thought he was, and messed up the so-called comfort.
I heard that Leonid’s fiancee came to Vichy.
The author has something to say:
*Daily Tucao Small Theater*
Ron: It’s ok, come on a big one when you come out.
Leonid: Uh huh
Ren Zhouyuan: It’s ok, come on a big one when you come out.
Leonid (pleasant face): Not like this, you listen to me explain...
