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Jiang Kuo did not go home during the summer vacation. He didn’t attract any attention at home. His mother just asked: “Are you so badly waiting for the make-up exam at school?”

He is worthy of being his own mother. Although he is usually more letting go than Mr. Jiang, he still guesses at critical moments quite accurately.

"No," Jiang Kuo denied the issue out of beauty. "This is the first time that there will be a long holiday after opening the store. I want to sort out the recent matters first before going back."

"I can't believe you," said my mother, "How is your business recently?"

"It's fallen back," said Jiang Kuo, "Now there are only more than one-third of the orders at peak time, but they are very stable. For the new store, it's not bad."

"That's fine." Mom said, "Come on."

"How is the family?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Mr. Jiang is still busy. I went for a review yesterday. There is no problem. I just have a headache from time to time. "My mother said, "Lelia is in good condition recently. I took Benben out to draw yesterday."

"Where are you?" Jiang Kuo asked again.

"Oh," my mother paused, "Are you still thinking about asking me?"

"Otherwise," said Jiang Kuo, "Do you think I'll not ask?"

"Who knows," my mother smiled, "After all, I'm the most ok now."

"All the pressure is on the person who is the most ok," said Jiang Kuo.

"What a great oldest son to mom," said my mother.

"Don't stay up late late lately," said Jiang Kuo, "Stay good rest, won't it be easy to get old."

"Have you died," said my mother, "The person who can't speak so much can't be my son."

Before Jiang Kuo could speak, his mother hung up the phone.

Jiang Kuo smiled and sent a message to his mother.

【jk921】mua

【The biggest trumpet flower】 Less numbness

The number of people in the school began to gradually decrease, and according to the convention, it became only Jiang Kuo and Ma Xiao.

Ma Xiao has been working part-time with Niu Sandao and is working very vigorously. He still plans to not go home this summer vacation and work for a month before talking about it.

"Aren't you going home?" Ma Xiao asked.

"The store is done first," said Jiang Kuo.

"Business has been stable recently." Ma Xiao said that he was responsible for packing and unloading goods, and he was very clear about the daily delivery volume.

"Yes," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I plan to plan the direction of the next step."

"Come on." After Ma Xiao said that, he took the water cup and walked out of the dormitory, rushing to Niu Sandao to work. Fresh beef arrived early this morning, so he had to go and unload the goods.

Jiang Kuo looked at the time, left the dormitory, and knocked on the door of 107.

"Enter." Duan Feifan said in it.

"Just go," Jiang Kuo pushed the door open with his toes, "Go away."

"Well," Duan Feifan stood in the middle of the room and replied, but did not move, "See if there are all things."

"It was your father who was released from prison, not you," said Jiang Kuo. "What do you have to take? Just go there."

"Do you want to bring a bottle of water or something?" Duan Feifan said, "You can buy it in the school supermarket later?"

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything.

"Or it's something he's out early in the morning, shouldn't he have eaten breakfast?" Duan Feifan said, "Do you want to bring a portion of breakfast?"

"It's too late to leave," Jiang Kuo walked into the room, pulled Duan Feifan's arm and pulled him out, and then closed the door. "No need to bring anything, no need to buy anything, just go over, pick up someone, and then go to have a meal."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

"Ding Zhe has already booked a private room, and they will go there at noon." Jiang Kuo said.

No one from the role model group went home and was waiting to welcome Duan Feifan's father today.

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

"Don't be nervous." Jiang Kuo patted his back.

"It's okay, I'm not so nervous when you talk to me," Duan Feifan moved his neck and waved his arms again, "Can we still have breakfast?"

"What's your mood now," Jiang Kuo smiled, "Can you still eat it?"

"If I can't eat it, you have to eat it," Duan Feifan said. "You eat breakfast for a very regular way."

"I'm fine," said Jiang Kuo, "I'm afraid it's too late."

"Buy some food and pack it up, should you eat it in the car?" Duan Feifan said.

"Bar siew buns, soy milk, the kind that needs to be bottled." Jiang Kuo said immediately.

"Let's go." Duan Feifan smiled and hugged his shoulders.

Although I didn't drive the sports car that my dad threatened to drive when he came out, I was quite good at driving a Bentley.

Duan Feifan glanced at Jiang Kuo, who was chewing and eating breakfast slowly in the passenger seat.

The words my dad once said rang in his mind again.

"It's better to have a friend like this, and I can help you in the future."

This sentence made him feel a little disappointed. He felt sorry for his father and would say such a completely inconsistent sentence.

Although neither he nor his father thought that this sentence would become true so quickly, like a powerful prophecy.

But when Duan Feifan thought of this sentence again, except for his still feeling sorry for his father, he no longer had the sudden sadness that he felt when he saw Jiang Kuo's message.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Kuo glanced at him.

"My father is a prophet," Duan Feifan said.

"Hmm?" Jiang Kuo didn't react for a long time and was stunned for a while before saying, "Suddenly werewolf killed?"

Duan Feifan was stunned by his words, and only laughed after a few seconds.

"What are you saying?" Jiang Kuo was laughed inexplicably by him.

"Nothing," Duan Feifan reached out and touched his face, "Young Master, you are so cute."

"You are fucking cute." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan smiled even harder.

"Drive well," Jiang Kuo continued to eat, "Don't hold on before receiving your dad."

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

This is the first time Duan Feifan has not taken the bus to prison. Perhaps because of the different means of transportation and his mood, he feels that the scenery of this road is a bit different from the past.

It is very clean, the greening on the roadside is very beautiful, and I have found a scene that I have never noticed before and cannot be seen on the bus. There is a section of the road with very large trees, with the canopy intersecting above the road, like a green passage with light.

"This road is very old," Jiang Kuo finally finished his breakfast slowly. "The trees are so big."

"Well," Duan Feifan said, "I only found out today that I used to take the bus from the side but couldn't see it from the window." "Look more," said Jiang Kuo. "In the future, except for coming here to buy dragon beard candy and mung bean cake, there should be no chance to leave again."

"You can buy some later." Duan Feifan said.

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Tang Li bought mung bean cake next to the school before, and it was not as delicious as the one you bought."

"Is there a possibility," Duan Feifan said, "because I bought it, it's very delicious if you eat it."

"Let's have some face, Xiao Duan." Jiang Kuo said.

"Isn't it?" Duan Feifan looked at him with a smile.

"Yes, because the handsome Duan Yingjun has touched it," said Jiang Kuo, "so it is particularly sweet, as if he is kissing a handsome guy."

"...Damn," Duan Feifan said, "You are still great."

At 8:30, the car drove to the prison gate.

The prison guards go to work at half past eight, and after completing the procedures, they will get things and change their clothes. It will probably take nine o'clock to come out.

Jiang Kuo sat in the car and looked at the gate of the prison, feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression. I wonder what he felt every time Duan Feifan walked in.

He reached out and touched Duan Feifan's leg.

"At this time, you still have an advantage?" Duan Feifan said.

"Please comfort you." Jiang Kuo said, "You little yellow man."

Duan Feifan laughed, thought about it and looked back at the back seat.

"The things were put in the car yesterday," said Jiang Kuo. "You checked it again when you got in the car. Are there anything else you don't want to worry about?"

"I have to go through the process. Apart from those superstitious things, I'm not very superstitious..." Duan Feifan turned his fingers and said, "Don't look back after coming out, right?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"Then go get a haircut," Duan Feifan continued to bang his fingers, "Go to take a shower, change into new clothes, take a walk around the downtown area, and then go home."
To be continued...