She wanted to shout loudly, laugh loudly, and run, but she just shed a tear, and before it fell, the joy evaporated.

Fei Ming has read "Don't Talk to Strangers". She knows that it is wrong for a little girl to chat with someone she doesn't know on the road, and at this time, she has no interest in talking to anyone.

Aunt Ju Nian said that if you don’t plan to deal with someone, the best way is that there is no such person on the earth. If he is an invisible person, he is water vapor. Fei Ming also plans to do this, but her number of segments is far less than that of Ju Nian. When the "water vapor" chuckled slightly behind her body, she finally couldn’t help but turn her head and look curiously.

The moment she saw the person coming clearly, Fei Ming rubbed his eyes. After she confirmed that the person who came was not the one she was confused, a feeling of shame that she was caught after lying, as if she had just said with sarcasm that Zhang Li was beaten by her mother and couldn't get to school. Zhang Li appeared at the door of the office with a thrill of embarrassment. She put her hands behind her, watching the person who was said to be her father yesterday slowly approaching her, and I don't know what to do.

Of course, Fei Ming would not see it at all. Han Shu had thought about a thousand times in his mind. What should he say in the first sentence when facing this strange girl who might be in line with her bloodline?

"I bet you saw me at your door yesterday morning. Did you hide behind the curtains?" Han Shu half-squatted down, trying to make his sight parallel to the girl. He actually didn't know very well what a child about ten years old should look like, but he subconsciously felt that the little girl was a little thinner. If she had grown into a healthy family with both parents, she might have been stronger than she is now.

As expected, he saw me peeking, so he must have known that I used him to deceive other classmates! Fei Ming's face gradually turned red, and he tightly squeezed the badminton racket behind him with both hands, but he still weakly retorted: "I'm not peeking, I just... I just took a look, and my aunt knew it too."

"Your mom, no, I mean did your aunt tell you who I am?" Han Shu actually wanted to know how Xie Juinian would explain what happened yesterday morning to this child, but he also felt that it seemed a bit ridiculous to care about this issue. Fortunately, the other party was just a child.

Fei Ming thought about it for a while and said, "Auntie said you are alone."

Han Shu's smile was a little stiff, and she complained about Xie Junian ten thousand times. This woman would fool children. Of course, he was a human being - in her opinion, he was just a human who could walk upright, and that's all?

"What else did your aunt say to me?" he continued to ask with a smile.

Fei Ming shook his head and would not say it out loud even if she was beaten to death. His aunt also said, "He is not your father."

"Really not?" Han Shu felt uncomfortable, but Xie Juinian at least did not say that he was a bad person in front of the child, so he beat the snake with shamelessness and followed the stick, "Actually, that's it. I'm your aunt's former friend."

But Han Shu didn't expect that the children nowadays are so vigilant.

"You are my aunt's friend? Why have I never met you? Then let me ask you, what kind of blood type and zodiac sign is my aunt, what color is her favorite, what fruits are she favorite, and what TV series is she likes to watch?"

Of course, Han Shu refused to admit that he knew nothing about these issues. It was okay to convince a child that he could be confident.

"Your aunt and I haven't met for many years, so you haven't seen me. When we met before, we didn't promote the blood type of the constellation."

"A lie, my aunt said she has been good at zodiac signs since she was a child-"

"Ahem, I know her name. Your aunt is Xie Juinian." He scraped his stomach and what did he know about Xie Juinian? "Your aunt graduated from No. 7 Middle School. I am the same grade as her in the same school. She taught you badminton, right? We played basketball together before."

"My aunt never plays badminton."

"Ahem, your grandfather turned out to be a driver of the Municipal Procuratorate. That's right."

"Grandpa? I don't have a grandpa."

"I mean your aunt's dad."

"Oh, you said my father-in-law, I've seen him once, and my aunt said that my father-in-law played chess at the door of his house."

Han Shu felt that he needed to use his trump card, although he had never thought that he would use this move helplessly. He took out his prosecutor's badge: "Look, uncle is a prosecutor, and the people's prosecutor will not lie."

Fei Ming suspiciously held the badges of Tiananmen and the five-pointed star pattern in his hand: "What does the prosecutor do?"

"Prosecutor...prosecutors supervise and examine bad people." Han Shu didn't know if the child could understand.

Unexpectedly, the Jianhui suddenly became hot in Fei Ming's hand. She quickly stuffed it back to Han Shu, with a little fear in her eyes: "My aunt is not a bad person. She has reformed herself and she will not do bad things again."

Han Shu felt a lot of frustration. The fact that the child was also aware of Ju Nian's past and was uneasy made him feel sad. He lowered his head and rubbed his cheeks with both hands.

He thought that this child who didn't believe that he would leave at all, but when he put down his hand, the little girl stood a step away from him, looking at him in confusion, with her eyes very focused, and even a little inexplicable hope.

I don’t know how Xie Juinian lived with a child over the years. He felt miserable when he thought about it, but how could she not realize it?

"Can you tell me your name?" Han Shu gave up his efforts to prove his identity. He suddenly just wanted to know if they were doing well.

The child blinked his eyes, and his sense of vigilance seemed to be losing: "Fe Ming, my name is Xie Fei Ming."

Han Shu laughed and said, "My name is Han Shu. Your name is very special. Did your aunt give you it?"

"I don't know, but I think it must be my dad who picked it up for me."

"Have your aunt ever mentioned your dad to you?"

"She always talks about Sinian's father, but I know Sinian's father is not my real father. One day I will find my real father."

Han Shu understood this tongue twister-like dialogue: "Have you ever wondered what your real dad looks like?"

Fei Ming shook his head shyly. Han Shu resisted the action of stroking her face with his hands, and also resisted the desire to tell her - "I am your father". He is an adult, and he is also a rational person. He should not be so impulsive in doing things, nor should he not think about the consequences, although he just found something very strange.

Through an acquaintance, Han Shu learned from the prison where Xie Juinian was sentenced to death that she had been troubled by a serious illness in the first few months of her imprisonment, but the prison wrote about the cause of her illness in a vague way. Although those few months were not enough to give birth to a child, there must be hidden information. Prison was originally a complex small society, and everything could happen. A serious illness could be written as unknown cause of the disease for several months. Then if she passed the jail examination with her child, it would not be incredible to give birth to a child in the end. Perhaps what happened back then was not what he could have imagined. If that were the case, he really didn't know what he had to do to fill the confusion and guilt in his heart.

He didn't want the child to notice these gray emotions, cheer up, and switched the topic in a light tone: "I just saw you playing basketball, and you really looked like when I was a kid."

"Do you like playing basketball too?" The common interests and hobbies instantly shortened Fei Ming's sense of distance from Han Shu.

"I played very well. Maybe we can 'smash' someday."

"Okay, oh, no." Fei Ming's little face collapsed. "My racket is broken. I wonder if Aunt Ju Nian will buy it for me? The last two classes next Friday afternoon are extracurricular interest classes. I am in the badminton group, and I don't know what to do now?"

"It will be fine." Han Shu comforted her, "I guess you are in Class 1, Grade 4, Jianxiu Road Primary School?"

"Wrong! I'm in Class 2, Grade 4, Taiyuan Road Primary School." Fei Ming hilariously corrected this uncle's obvious mistake.

"Oh... Class 2, Grade 4, Taiyuan Road Primary School." Han Shu recounted it with a sudden realization.

"A very bad school is right?" The little girl was frustrated by her school. According to the road section of her residence, she was divided into Taiyuan Road, a school with poor teaching equipment and mostly students consisting of children of migrant workers on the edge of the city.

"The middle school you studied at No. 7 Middle School. No. 7 Middle School is the best middle school in the city. I guess your elementary school is not much worse."

"Uh, my alma mater is the Affiliated Primary School of No. 7 Middle School."

"I just knew."

Han Shu smiled and said, "You definitely don't know how boring my primary school was. In the sixth grade, half of the students in the class had glasses and had no meaning at all. At that time, I hoped that extracurricular interest classes could play badminton like you. In addition, Taiyuan Primary School is a boarding school. Wow, how cool, I have been looking forward to living a collective life in school since I was a child, and I really envy you."

"Really?" The child's frustration came and went quickly. "Uncle, can you really play ball with me?"

"Of course, I will teach you my best skills. You are mine... You are playing very well now, and you have more talent than I was back then. But in the past, your aunt never agreed that my skills were better than her. So, I will teach you how to play, including what we say today, can you treat it as a little secret between us... You may not have grown up to be able to hide any secrets, right?"

"How is this possible? This is our secret!"

Fei Ming had a dream that night. She was like the person in Aunt Ju Nian's photo, waving her racket and standing on the podium. The applause from the audience was thunderous. Her biological parents stood proudly in the front row to applaud her, with joy and proud smiles on her face. When she woke up, she couldn't remember the appearance of her parents in the dream. She only remembered that they were so young and beautiful, with exquisite clothes, which was better than any classmate's parents. By the way, her father was wearing a glittering badge on his chest.

How great would it be if that uncle was really her father? But even if he was not her father, she liked this uncle. Maybe Si Nian's father loved her, but Si Nian's father always had a lot of things to be busy with. Maybe Aunt Ju Nian also loved her, but the aunt had never stared at her seriously. Only Uncle Han Shu, whose love in his eyes was passionate and direct, and even a child could feel it so easily.

Thinking of having a common little secret with the uncle she liked, Fei Ming returned to boarding primary school and was in a good mood for several days. Although Li Xiaomeng and the others always looked at her behind her back and laughed loudly, Fei Ming bit her lip, pretending they didn't exist, she could survive it. However, the Black Friday still came. In the past, every extracurricular interest class, Fei Ming was the happiest time of the week. Only on the court was the focus of everyone's attention. However, this time she didn't have the courage to tell Aunt Ju Nian that her racket was accidentally broken.

The classmates all walked out of the classroom, and Li Xiaomeng and the others also greeted her with a smile: "Xie Feiming, why are you still sitting there? Didn't you say you want to convince Zhang Li on the court today? We saw that Zhang Li had already walked towards the court. How could you say every word you said was a lie, right?"

Fei Ming did not dare to argue with them loudly. She did lie that day, just like a braid being grabbed by them. The bigger the quarrel, the more people would know that she was a vain king of talismans.

"Let's go, Fei Ming." The person who spoke was Li Te, the most popular boy in the class. Others said that Zhang Li liked Li Te very much, but Li Te was good to Zhang Li, Fei Ming, and Li Xiaomeng too.

At this time, he spoke to Fei Ming and used a very friendly attitude. On the one hand, he saved Fei Ming from the siege, and on the other hand, he made Fei Ming feel a little expectant. Does Li Te also watch her play basketball?

She felt a little embarrassed and said, "I, my racket is broken."

"I'll take a look."

Li Te took the racket she had originally hidden in her desk from Fei Ming: "Ah, why did it happen like this?"

Li Xiaomeng and the others burst into laughter: "Xie Feiming, why did your racket become crooked?"

"I accidentally swept to the iron pillar." Fei Ming whispered.

"Or what if I lend you?" The little boy's eyes were as bright as stars and as clear as dew.

Fei Ming smiled. She was still young, and I wondered that the little kindness of care from the boys that everyone liked would arouse other girls' terrible jealousy. Only Li Xiaomeng could say loudly: "Li Te, do you want to lend your racket to a lie?"
Chapter completed!