Chapter 176： (1/2)

"what?"

He An blinked, saying he didn't understand.

Zheng Feiyu said anxiously: "I know my dad, he teaches students too well, and he will be taken away if he has an idea in his heart. I'm really afraid that you have lived with him for a long time. Do n’t refuse, and do n’t agree, I am light and light, making me alive ... ”

"Is Uncle Yan so powerful?"

Zheng Feiyu smiled bitterly: "It's more than terrible, he is almost reaching the guru's realm. Do you know how many years my father has chased him since he came to his senses? Fifteen years have not achieved any results."

"Fifteen years? That's really hard work."

He An sighed, and then raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Fei, you have to work harder, without telling you, I've been taken away halfway by Uncle Yan."

"He An!"

Zheng Feiyu was anxious and wanted to persuade him. He An bent his knees and lowered his head, and slipped away from the narrow gap between him and the wall.

That night, Zheng Hongming left after dinner, and Zheng Feiyu stayed at more than nine o'clock.

He played with Suzuran for a while as a parent-child game. The content was to scoop colored beans from wooden bowl number one to wooden bowl number two, and then from wooden bowl number two to wooden bowl number one. Pack your broom and small dustpan. He also accompanied He An to talk to the town of Luojing for a half-hour video call. The business of Qingguo Inn was booming. Dai Xiao and Cheng Xiu were still in the dark and refused to get along.

Zheng Feiyu brought the gift in the corner of the sofa all the time. He An thought it was a small thing such as a scarf jewelry, so he didn't open it. When Zheng Feiyu resigned, he took it curiously.

The gift bag was very light and contained only a thin piece of paper inside, which was tied into a long tube with a golden ribbon.

He An drew the ribbon and opened the scroll.

When he saw the text printed on it, he froze—these were four Chinese characters that he couldn't get to know and wrote a century ago: Yuanjiang University.

"Notice of Yuanjiang University Autumn Resumption".

He An held it, his wrist twitched slightly. Suddenly he stood up, holding the notice, and had no time to change his shoes. He ran out of the door wearing a pair of plush slippers.

The cold wind swept the street, and two rows of yellow street lights illuminated an unmanned road. He stood on the red brick road and looked around, panting quickly.