"Senior is early." Jiang Kuo said.

"I'll treat you tonight," said Ding Zhe, "go to have a meal."

"Today?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Is there any reason?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival party," Ding Zhe said, "Tomorrow, Feifan and I will celebrate the festival at home, and we will get together today."

"." Jiang Kuo nodded.

If Ding Zhe didn't talk about the Mid-Autumn Festival, he wouldn't feel anything.

But now, when I say that I celebrate the family holiday, Jiang Kuo suddenly realized that he missed home, Mr. Jiang and his wife, Jiang, and even Aunt Liu.

My dad really didn't come, so he would have to stay in the dormitory tomorrow.

The school has already distributed mooncakes, and several people in the dormitory have also raised money to buy some snacks. Li Zirui's house also sent mooncakes to him, saying that everyone can go to the back mountain to enjoy the moon tomorrow, but he seems to be unable to imagine such a scene.

The only partner I could find in this time was Dapao, but Dapao was not there because he wanted to help his father take mooncakes to the construction site for workers who had no home.

Even Benben is not here.

"I can't leave it alone at home, so when I come tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll let it eat the bed," said Da Cannon. "Why don't you go to the construction site with me? There is no light pollution there, not only can you see the moon, but also the Milky Way."

"Am I the kind of person who enjoys the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Jiang Kuo said.

"What should I do?" Dapao said, "You call Mr. Jiang and ask if you can die?"

"Can die." Jiang Kuo said, "I, a brave young man who broke through the obstacles and rushed to a new life. Called my father on the Mid-Autumn Festival to accompany me. Do you think Mr. Jiang and his wife will mock me until the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Da Cannon laughed so hard: "You are running towards a new life, and you are just looking for a place where no one cares about you."

"Okay, go to the construction site," said Jiang Kuo, "Don't eat mooncakes for Benben, it's too sweet."

"I know." Da Cannon responded and added, "If you don't have it, just live with your classmates at school. From now on, the four will be collective life. You must learn to integrate. There is no complete environment. If you are comfortable at home, you will run away."

"You really haven't contacted Mr. Jiang these two days?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"You must say this," said Dapao, "this is a stock that has been saved."

No matter what tomorrow is, it will be comfortable tonight.

Hou Dingzhe, who was almost the same, sent him a message saying that he was already at 107.

"I'll go out for a meal." Jiang Kuo jumped out of bed.

"Would you like 107?" Li Zirui asked.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"We are about to discuss the moon viewing tomorrow," Li Zirui said, "You won't participate?"

"I'll listen to you," said Jiang Kuo, "if you need money, tell me."

None of them spoke.

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.

There is a box of good-looking mooncakes in 107.

"My mother sent it here." Liu Pang said, "I'll be divided in a while."

Jiang Kuo suddenly discovered that sending mooncakes at home seemed to be a relatively routine operation. As a well-known rich second-generation in the school, his family didn't even send a piece of biscuit to him, let alone mooncakes at home.

I didn’t know how many mooncakes and wine I sent from my mother’s various luxury brands at home, but I didn’t even give him a sip.

What a ruthless rich generation?

The shop where Ding Zhe invited should be their fixed gathering point at the market, and several people are familiar with each other.

"You also try something that ordinary college students often eat today," Ding Zhe said, "and it's quite edible."

"I eat in the cafeteria every day." Jiang Kuo said.

"Then you are better than Duan Feifan," Sun Ji smiled. "He just orders takeaway when he is fine, and he has a hot pot and has a midnight snack every day."

"Don't eat me, I won't buy it." Duan Feifan said.

"Don't always win money, we won't eat it." Liu Pang said.

"Gambling?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"One dollar," Dong Kun smiled, "The winner and loser of a spicy hot pot meal in one night."

"If you are bored at night, come and play," said Ding Zhe. "Those who are not even talking about in your dormitory are so boring."

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded.

As he was about to reach the school gate, Dong Kun suddenly stopped and looked at the school gate: "Damn, Ding, what car?"

"Bentley?" Sun Ji also looked.

"Then it's a big babos!" Ding Zhe's voice started, "Damn, it's so handsome! Whose car is this?"

Jiang Kuo stood behind, looking at the gray-blue Babos that had already entered the school gate, heading towards them.

The 11111 on the row of license plates shouted at him.

Dad is here!

"Is this car expensive?" Dong Kun asked.

"It's much more expensive than Jiang Kuo's car." Ding Zhe said, "Whose car is this!"

"My dad's car." Jiang Kuo looked at the person in the cab. Even if it was a vague figure, he had already recognized it. This was Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang is really here.

Mr. Jiang actually rushed to the school directly.

Several people looked at him in shock and said, "Your dad's car?"

"His father comes here to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with him," Duan Feifan said.

As we were talking, the car had already driven to them. Because the road was narrower, the car was almost slowly driving next to them.

Jiang Kuo slapped the cab window.

The car stopped suddenly.

The car window was lowered and the people in the car turned their heads.

"Oh," Mr. Jiang saw his eyebrows raised, "Where are you here?"

"What are you doing?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Let's go find you." Mr. Jiang said.

"I'm going out for dinner now," Jiang Kuo glanced at the people next to him, "You go out quickly."

Mr. Jiang frowned and didn't say anything.

"Uncle," Duan Feifan poked Jiang Kuo's back, "You go to dinner with uncle."

"I'll make an appointment with them for dinner," said Jiang Kuo, "or..."

"Together?" said Mr. Jiang.

"What?" Jiang Kuoyan was unhappy.

"Are you classmates?" Mr. Jiang looked behind him.

"Yes, uncle." Several people greeted each other.

"This is Mr. Jiang...my dad," Jiang Kuo introduced, "Come here...look at me."

"Everyone." Mr. Jiang smiled and nodded to everyone.

"Mr. Jiang, how embarrassing." Jiang Kuo put his head into the car window and lowered his voice, "You are a parent, have dinner with us... tomorrow..."

"You will be in school tomorrow," Mr. Jiang also lowered his voice, "No special."

"You have driven this car into our school, but there is no such car in our school," said Jiang Kuo. "You still ask me not to make special?"

"Your school has more than 911?" Mr. Jiang refused to let him go.

"Eat together, uncle," Dong Kun said, "just encounter."

Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan in disbelief.

Duan Feifan came over, and he leaned over Duan Feifan's ear and whispered: "Is Dong Kun crazy? Are you not embarrassed?"

"We have many people," Duan Feifan said with a smile, "As long as you and your dad are not embarrassed, we will not be embarrassed."

"Let's go." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and waved his hand.

"Let's take a taxi," Sun Ji arranged, "Jiang Kuo, you can go with your uncle..."

"I don't know the road." Jiang Kuo reminded him.

"Feifan points you," said Ding Zhe, "we are four of us in one car."

Jiang Kuo didn't bother to say much, and quickly got on the co-pilot, just wanted Mr. Jiang to drive away quickly.

Duan Feifan got into the car and leaned into the back seat, looking quite comfortable.
To be continued...