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Duan Feifan ran quite fast.

Jiang Kuo basically followed him to the parking lot at the same time. When he arrived next to the car, Duan Feifan had already taken out the car keys from the exhaust pipe and threw them over several meters.

I'm not afraid that he can't handle it and has to spend time picking it up.

Jiang Kuo took the key and jumped into the car, and Duan Feifan closed the door at the same time as him.

"Why don't you notify you if you have something to do?" Jiang Kuo started the car, first he honked the horn, then stepped on the accelerator, and a noise was 'fuck'.

"When he went in, he was underage, and he told his uncle all about it." Duan Feifan said.

Everyone in front gave up, the car rushed out, and there were a few more speakers on the road.

The car left the door with everyone's eyes.

"Jiang Kuo, you're fucking crazy!" someone shouted.

"Who told me?" Jiang Kuo didn't see clearly. The car had already left the school gate and walked into the small road outside the gate.

"108." Duan Feifan said.

Jiangkuo's car is much faster than usual. Although there is no monitoring on the road outside, there are just a few cars on the road just after the evening rush hour.

Jiang Kuo's skills are indeed good, shuttle back and forth in the traffic.

"Shu'er, it's not that urgent," Duan Feifan said, "It's only a few minutes later."

The speed of the car dropped immediately, and Jiang Kuo glanced at him: "Look at you so anxious that you were so angry."

"...No." Duan Feifan said.

"Your hands are shaking," said Jiang Kuo.

"You'er is worried," Duan Feifan sighed softly, "I should go and see him immediately after my mother told me that day."

"What did your mother say?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"She felt that her father had a bad mood and didn't think it out." Duan Feifan looked out the car window, "He will be out in August and September next year."

"Then what can happen to him now?" Jiang Kuo frowned, "Has he committed suicide?"

Duan Feifan glanced at him: "You are so straightforward."

"It's not too polite when dealing with problems," said Jiang Kuo.

"He will not commit suicide," Duan Feifan said.

"It's okay if you don't want to 'sincere'." Jiang Kuo said, "As long as you don't die, everything is easy to say."

"I'm afraid he'll beat someone up, at least I'll be afraid of him." Duan Feifan said.

There is a parking lot in the market. When they parked their cars, the old man guarding the parking lot came over with a QR code around his neck.

Jiang Kuo locked the car and "touched" his cell phone to scan the code.

"Let's go, you don't have to pay." Duan Feifan waved to the old man, "Uncle Huang."

"Hey? It's amazing?" Mr. Huang stopped.

"My friend's car is parked for a few minutes and then left." Duan Feifan pointed at the car.

Uncle Huang didn't say anything, and waved his hand to them with a "easy" expression on his face and signaled them to leave.

When he ran into the beef from the door, the old uncle was in the inner room, and Duan Ling was filling beef for a guest in front.

"What's wrong with Dad?" Duan Feifan asked when he entered the house.

"He's fine, don't worry," the old uncle patted his back, "There's fine! He's hitting someone else!"

Jiang Kuo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Duan Feifan has not lived with his father for many years, he is worthy of being a biological child and has guessed quite accurately.

"The beating was last week," Duan Ling wiped his hands into the inner room. "I have been detained for a few days. Now I can meet with the discipline and contact you. I hope you can do the work..."

"Who did he beat him? What did he beat him?" Duan Feifan asked.

"I hit the head of the elder brother in the same room on the wall, causing bleeding in the head, and hit another uncle," Duan Ling said, "I don't know where he got his skills!"

"I still have the ability," said the old uncle, "the two of them were..."

"Shut up!" Duan Ling glared at him, "When did you guys blow the blood on the street back then? What are you thinking!"

"Is that the sentence..." Duan Feifan said.

"It's just about talking about things," said the old uncle. "The meaning of discipline is that he still can't get through the mental state and is afraid that outside, so he asks you to guide him... it's not a guide, but just meet his son, and he will always be fine."

"What about the person who was beaten? Are they seriously injured?" Jiang Kuo asked, "will it have any impact on him?"

"You have to talk about people!" The old uncle slapped his thigh, "The second child is capable of getting along with friends. It's just like him. He was beaten like that and he even pleaded with the second child."

Jiang Kuo glanced at Duan Feifan.

"When can I go to meet?" Duan Feifan asked.

"It's OK tomorrow," Duan Ling said, "You can go there early in the morning, listen to the advice of the discipline first, and then see how you can talk to your dad."

"Yes." Duan Feifan looked up.

Duan Ling pulled Duan Feifan aside and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, he didn't beat someone too seriously, and he even pleaded with mercy. He has always performed well..."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

"You have to let him know that you are grown up now and are a big guy. He doesn't have to care about anything when he comes out. He doesn't have to take care of you or consider the economy. As long as he is willing, he can go back to the store. It's okay to work alone," Duan Ling said. "Everyone in the room is here, just like before."

"Yes." Duan Feifan's head.

Duan Ling hugged him, raised his hand and patted him on his head: "Talk a good chat tomorrow. I know that you father and son haven't been together for many years. I feel uncomfortable and let me chat."

Duan Feifan also hugged Duan Ling: "Did you give a bonus today?"

Duan Ling smiled: "It's true, I posted a thousand two, how do you know?"

"So gentle," Duan Feifan said, "the amount of money."

"Get out!" Duan Ling let go, pushed him, then turned to look at Jiang Kuo, "Are you two having a meal?"

"I ate." Jiang Kuo said.

"There is beef with sauce," Duan Ling ignored his answer directly, "Cut it for you?"

"Okay." Jiang Kuo immediately headed.

Duan Ling cut a small plate of beef sauce for him and accompanied it with dipping sauce.

Jiang Kuo sat on a small stool in the inner room and was happily eating beef. He listened to the uncle and Duan Feifan discussing how to talk to his father tomorrow.

Logically speaking, Duan Feifan can get along with anyone and be able to get along with a mature personality after many times, so he shouldn't know how to talk about it.

The special person is his real father.

But thinking about it, maybe it is because of his own father that he has the same pressure.

The closer a person is, the more likely he is to get close to his hometown and the closer he is to his relationship, the more he is to be relatively speechless.

"Are you full?" Duan Feifan sat next to him, holding his cell phone and was sending a message.

"You'er has to hold on," Jiang Kuo asked, "Please leave?"

"Well," Duan Feifan turned the screen toward him, "Say it to Lu Ning."

【Instructions】 Sister Ning takes leave tomorrow morning to visit the prison

【Your beautiful counselor Lu Ning】It's accurate

Jiang Kuo smiled. The Lu Ning number was probably a special trumpet. Every time he saw the nickname, he wanted to laugh.

But at the same time, he also saw the chat history above.

【Your beautiful counselor Lu Ning】You care more about him and always ask him what you might be annoyed

【Instructions as】 OK

"Who cares about?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No one." Duan Feifan probably noticed the sentence above, so he quickly straightened the screen.

"Isn't the fuck that said, right?" Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan.

Duan Feifan also looked at him, hesitated, and then reached out his phone: "It's not just you."

"Hmm?" Jiang Kuo looked at the chat box.

Duan Feifan flipped up and found that the next day, Lu Ning would ask Duan Feifan about his classmates, including Ma Xiao, and the one who wanted to change the dormitory. Some of his names were not matched by others, were all boys.

"Lu Ning thinks that boys may not want to tell the female counselor if they encounter something," Duan Feifan said, "so they sometimes ask."

"Why ask you? You are not Yang Languang." Jiang Kuo said.

"Then she asked you," Duan Feifan said, "Do you know?"

Jiang Kuo paused: "I will ask her to ask Duan Feifan."
To be continued...