Chapter 773 Gift (2)
Zhang Guanghang's room is very big. To be precise, there are no small rooms in Fenyuan. The house that was originally big enough to house dozens of people now only lives in two people, Xia Mubing and Zhang Guanghang. It is a bit scary and a bit wasteful. Even if a large part of it has been converted into a private restaurant, the remaining The living area is still very wealthy.
Zhang Guanghang walked all the way through the garden, stone bridge, main hall and corridor to his bedroom. Along the way, Jiang Feng also discovered that although Fenyuan was large, the furniture was very simple. Zhang Guanghang's room may be slightly better. It has a desk and bookcase, which are essential furniture for a child's bedroom. It is a relatively normal room.
Jiang Feng had just looked through the wall into a room that didn't know whether it was a guest room or something else. It was empty except for a small bed, and it looked like a rough room.
After Zhang Guanghang returned to his room, he did not take a nap as Xia Mubing said, nor did he actively study and write homework. Instead, he opened his draft book and sat at his desk and started to stare blankly.
The draft book is not the kind of white paper draft book that is sold specifically for drafting. It is Xia Mubing's homemade draft book bound with relatively cheap and thin paper. Zhang Guanghang held the pen in his hand and stared at the white paper. After thinking for a long time, he finally started writing in French the sentence that Jiang Feng had seen in the tin box on the paper.
I wrote three sentences in a row.
Jiang Feng seemed to understand what Zhang Guanghang was writing.
A birthday cake, a hymn, a group photo, combined with what Zhang Guanghang asked Xia Mubing before, it is not difficult to guess that what Zhang Guanghang is writing now should be the birthday gift he plans to give to Xia Mubing on Xia Mubing's birthday tomorrow.
Just when Zhang Guanghang was about to write the fourth sentence, Xia Mubing suddenly opened the door and walked in.
Seeing that Zhang Guanghang was writing at the desk instead of taking a nap, Xia Mubing looked a little unhappy. He frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you to go to bed first and then do homework? Why is there so much rush in doing homework? It's just a little bit. Homework? You must go to bed first. How can you grow taller if you don’t sleep enough? If you don’t get enough sleep, all the milk you drink will be in vain.”
"I'm writing a task list, and I'll go to bed after I finish it." Zhang Guanghang started to tell lies because Xia Mubing couldn't understand French.
"That's just right. I have something to discuss with you." Xia Mubing sat beside the bed.
Zhang Guanghang turned around to face Xia Mubing, pretending to be listening attentively.
"Xiaohang, I think it's time for you to return to China."
"Didn't you agree to go back in half a month?" Zhang Guanghang didn't understand what Xia Mubing meant.
"I mean, you don't have to come here after you go back this time."
Zhang Guanghang was stunned and asked: "Why? Master, I haven't finished learning yet. I still don't know many dishes. Don't you think I'm still in the stage of practicing basic skills?"
"Basic skills can be practiced anywhere. You are now at the age of going to junior high school, so you should go back to school and stay with your parents. You can't stay away from school all day like now, spending only two months a year. It's not okay to hire a private tutor to make up lessons during the time." Although Xia Mubing said this, it was obvious that he was not happy about what he said.
Zhang Guanghang didn't quite understand why Xia Mubing said this, but Jiang Feng, who was watching from the side, probably guessed it.
Xia Mubing was worried.
Because you care, you have worries.
Zhang Guanghang came to Peking to be with Xia Mubing when he was less than ten years old. At that time, he looked like a child, and the neighbors who had Xia Mubing walking around with him all day long would not be surprised. But after all, Zhang Guanghang is of mixed Chinese and French descent, and he grows up much faster than oriental children of the same age. He grew from a child to a teenager in just a few years, and many people began to wonder about Zhang Guanghang and Who is Xia Mubing related to? Ask Xia Mubing why your grandson doesn't seem to need to go to school.
People who know that Zhang Guanghang is Xia Mubing's apprentice will occasionally whisper to others behind their backs that the French are really weird. They don't go to school well at such a young age and come to Peking to learn cooking from others. Their parents are so cruel.
Xia Mubing never cared about these words before.
He has loved too few people in his life, and the time he has loved them has been too short. Almost all of them were concentrated in the first half of his life. Before he accepted Zhang Guanghang as his disciple, he was just a ruthless money-making machine. He didn't care what happened around him or the world. No matter what kind of changes there are, the only thing that matters is money.
So when he began to notice the changes in the world, he discovered that the world was no longer what he knew before.
In his opinion, it was normal for Zhang Guanghang to leave his hometown to study under a teacher at a young age for a craft, but in the eyes of others, this was an incredible thing.
He has become out of touch with the times and is an outlier, and he does not want his apprentice to also be out of touch with the times and become an outlier.
He wanted Zhang Guanghang to live the life a thirteen-year-old child should live, studying and going to school and staying with his parents, instead of leaving his hometown to be his apprentice.
But Zhang Guanghang has never been a normal child.
"I don't want it." Zhang Guanghang shook his head, "I don't need to go back to school. Hiring a tutor is enough for me to complete the homework I need to learn. I'm not preparing to take the college entrance examination, and I don't need to study additional courses."
"And I don't need to stay with my parents, and they don't need to stay with me." Zhang Guanghang's eyes were full of indifference.
Zhang Guanghang glanced at the note he had just finished writing on the table, and changed the subject very abruptly and forcefully: "Master, let's take a group photo tomorrow."
Xia Mubing immediately changed the topic very cooperatively and stopped mentioning what happened just now: "What are you doing taking photos for?"
"Tomorrow is your birthday, Master. Of course I have to take a photo to commemorate it. My grandpa and I take a photo together every year on his birthday." Zhang Guanghang suddenly sighed when he mentioned this, "But I have been here for several years. I haven’t taken any photos with my grandpa, and I may not be able to see him again this year. Aunt Grace said that my grandpa is currently in the hospital for treatment and cannot see anyone. I wonder if he will be better when I go back.”
Xia Mubing realized something and asked tentatively: "When did your aunt tell you?"
"You told me the last time you called me."
"I'm going to the photo studio to take pictures tomorrow. Get up early, don't stay in bed, and go after buying groceries." Xia Mubing stood up from the bed in a hurry. The topic changed so quickly that Zhang Guanghang didn't even react, and he didn't even give Zhang Guanghang a reaction. time, leaving a sentence of "go to sleep quickly" and left.
He was even a little angry when he left. I don't know what made him angry.
Zhang Guanghang:? ? ?
Zhang Guanghang glanced at the fourth piece of paper on the table that had unfinished sentences and did not continue writing. Instead, he got up and went to bed.
Jiang Feng sighed.
He sighed for a reason that he didn't even know why. (End of chapter)