v3 Chapter 769： Gift (2)

Zhang Guanghang’s room is very large, and to be precise, there are no small rooms in Fen Garden. The house that was originally enough to live in dozens of people, now only living in Xia Mucheng and Zhang Guanghang is really big and a bit terrifying, too big and a bit wasteful, even though a large part of it has been converted into private kitchens, the rest The living area is still very rich.

Zhang Guanghang walked all the way, passing through the garden, stone bridge, main hall and corridor to his bedroom. On the way, Jiang Feng also discovered that although Fenyuan was large, the furniture was very simple. Zhang Guanghang's room may be a little better. It is a normal room with desks and bookcases, which are essential furniture for children's bedrooms.

Jiang Feng just walked through the wall and looked at a room that I didn’t know if it was a guest room or something. There was nothing but a small bed in it. It looked like a rough room.

Zhang Guanghang did not take a nap as Xia Mucheng said after returning to his room, nor did he actively learn to write homework, instead he opened the draft and sat at the desk in a daze.

The draft is not a blank paper draft that is specially sold for drafts. It is a self-made draft that Xia Mucheng uses on relatively cheap and thin paper. Zhang Guanghang was holding a pen in his hand and staring at the white paper. After thinking for a long time, he finally started to write on the paper the sentence Jiang Feng had seen in the tin box before.

wrote three sentences in a row.

Jiang Feng seems to understand what Zhang Guanghang is writing.

Birthday cake, hymn, a group photo, combined with the previous words Zhang Guanghang asked Xia Mucheng, it is not difficult to guess that Zhang Guanghang now writes that he is going to give Xia Mucheng a birthday gift tomorrow on Xia Mucheng’s birthday.

Just as Zhang Guanghang was picking up his pen to write the fourth sentence, Xia Muchen suddenly pushed in.

Seeing that Zhang Guanghang did not take a nap but was writing at the desk, Xia Mu frowned, and frowned, "Didn’t I tell you that I should go to bed before doing homework? What's so urgent about homework? Homework? You must go to bed first. If you don’t sleep, how can you grow up? If you don’t sleep enough, your milk will be for nothing."

"I'm writing the task list, and I will go to bed when I finish it." Zhang Guanghang relied on Xia Muchen's inability to understand French and began to open his eyes and talk nonsense.

"That's right, I have something to discuss with you." Xia Muchen sat by the bed.

Zhang Guanghang turned around to face Xia Mucheng, making an appearance of listening attentively.

"Xiaohang, I think you should go home."

"Aren't you going back after half a month?" Zhang Guanghang didn't understand Xia Musheng's meaning.

"I mean, you don't need to come here after you go back this time."

Zhang Guanghang was stunned, and asked: "Why? Master, I haven't finished learning, I still don't know how to cook a lot of dishes, don't you say that I am actually still in the stage of practicing basic skills?"

"You can practice basic skills anywhere. You are now at the age of entering junior high school. You should also go back to school and stay with your parents. You can't stay away from school all day long like you do now, and spend two months a year. Time to ask the tutor to make up the lesson, how can I do it?" Although Xia Mucheng said this, it was obvious that he was not too happy to say this himself.

Zhang Guanghang didn't quite understand why Xia Mucheng said this, but Jiang Feng, who was watching by the side, probably guessed it.

Xia Musheng is worrying.

Because of caring, so there are concerns.

Zhang Guanghang came to Peiping to chat with Xia Mu when he was less than ten years old. At that time, he seemed to be a child, and Xia Mucheng's neighbors who walked around with him all day would not be surprised. But Zhang Guanghang is a Chinese-French mixed race after all, and he grows up much faster than Eastern children of the same age. In just a few years, he has grown from a child to a teenager, and many people don’t understand Zhang Guanghang. What kind of person is Xia Muchen, and ask Xia Muchen why your grandson doesn't seem to have to go to school.

People who know Zhang Guanghang is Xia Mucheng’s apprentice occasionally murmur to others behind their backs that the French are really weird. They don’t go to school well at such a young age, and they come to Peiping to learn cooking with others. My parents are really happy.

Xia Mucheng had never cared about these words.

He loves too few people in his life, and the time he loves is too short. Almost all of them are concentrated in the first half of life. Before accepting Zhang Guanghang as a disciple, he was just a ruthless money-making machine. He didn't care about what happened around him or the world. The only thing that matters is money.

So when he started to notice the changes in the world, he realized that the world was no longer what he knew before.

In his opinion, it is normal for Zhang Guanghang to leave his hometown to study art for a craft at a young age, but to others, this is an incredible thing.

He has been out of touch with the times and is an outlier, and he doesn't want his apprentice to be out of touch with the times and become an outlier.

He wants Zhang Guanghang to live the life that a 13-year-old child should live, studying and going to school to stay with his parents instead of leaving his hometown to be his apprentice.

But Zhang Guanghang has never been a normal kid.

"I don't want it." Zhang Guanghang shook his head, "I don't need to go back to school. Asking a tutor is enough for me to complete the homework I should learn. I'm not preparing for university entrance, and I don't need to study additional courses."

"And I don't need to stay with my parents, nor do they need to stay with me." Zhang Guanghang's eyes were full of indifference.

Zhang Guanghang glanced at the note just written on the table, and changed the subject very bluntly and forcefully: "Master, let's take a picture tomorrow."

Xia Mucheng was very cooperative and the subject was changed immediately no longer mentioned the matter just now: "What do you do with the photo?"

"Tomorrow is your birthday, Master. Of course, you have to take a picture to commemorate it. My grandfather will take a picture with me every year on his birthday." When he mentioned this, Zhang Guanghang suddenly sighed, "But I have been for several years. I haven't taken photos with my grandpa. I may not see my grandpa again this year. Aunt Grace said that my grandpa is sick and cannot see anyone in the hospital. I don't know if my grandpa will be better when I go back."

Xia Muchen realized something, and asked tentatively: "When did your aunt tell you?"

"Tell me when I called last time."

"Tomorrow, go to the photo studio to take pictures. Get up early, don't sleep on the bed, and go after buying the food." Xia Mu stood up from the bed swiftly. The topic changed so fast that Zhang Guanghang didn't even react, and he didn't give Zhang Guanghang a reaction. At the time, leave a sentence hurry to bed and leave.

was even a little angry when he left, not knowing what angered him.

Chapter Guanghang:? ? ?

Zhang Guanghang glanced at the fourth piece of unfinished sentence on the table, and did not continue writing, but obediently got up and went to bed.

Jiang Feng sighed.

He sighed without knowing why.

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