Fan Wenfeng and Ren Zhouyuan looked at each other. Ren Zhouyuan could guess what Fan Wenfeng was thinking from his eyes. He shrugged helplessly, opened the back door, and got into the car with Anan.

Along the way, Ren Zhouyuan asked and Anan answered. Fan Wenfeng could roughly guess the content of Anan's class today from their conversation.

He looked at the father and son from the rearview mirror and saw Ren Zhouyuan constantly coaxing Anan to talk more. He sighed helplessly.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Fan Wenfeng quickly ordered the dishes. After the waiter left, he asked, "Why did you take Anan to class there?

That place is even farther away than Wei Qi. If you let Anan go to Wei Qi, you might get an employee discount. Even if you don't use the employee discount, Wei Qi's class fee is not high. I think the teachers there are very good. They are the best in the industry. "

Ren Zhouyuan glanced at him and then glanced at Anan. He said, "I checked online. The teachers at the school where Anan is now are not bad either."

Anan had been looking up at Ren Zhouyuan. When he heard what Ren Zhouyuan said, he pursed his lips and lowered his head. He silently fiddled with his small plane.

Ren Zhouyuan and Fan Wenfeng both saw what he was doing. Ren Zhouyuan pretended not to see, but Fan Wenfeng frowned. "Did you ask Anan?

How do you know which school he likes? "

Yan Anan raised his head. He frowned and stared at Fan Wenfeng. He said, "I like the school my dad chose for me!"

Ren Zhouyuan didn't show it on his face, but he sighed in his heart. He knew Anan liked Wei Qi more, but there was nothing he could do. They were exposed enough, and he didn't dare to take any risks.

"Okay, okay," Fan Wenfeng comforted him. "Uncle knows you like the school your dad chose." He glanced at Ren Zhouyuan and then looked back at Anan. "Anan, can you tell uncle that you like the school I took you to before?"

An 'an puffed up his cheeks and didn't say anything. Both Fan Wenfeng and Ren Zhouyuan looked at him without saying anything. Ren Zhouyuan was also very curious about what problems An' an could pick out. Perhaps this could be the "right medicine". In the future, he could use An 'an's excuse to persuade him to fall in love with the new laboratory.

Anan thought for a long time. and finally, he whispered. "… those teachers are foreigners."

Ren Zhouyuan: "…"

"What?"

Fan Wenfeng was far away from Anan, so he didn't hear clearly. But he was even more curious when he saw Ren Zhouyuan's expression.

Anan pouted and didn't say anything. He glanced at Ren Zhouyuan and then looked back at Fan Wenfeng. This time, he shouted loudly, "They are all foreigners!"

"Huh?" This time, even Fan Wenfeng was confused.

Ren Zhouyuan put his hand on his forehead. His expression was a little strange. At this time, the food they ordered was served. He put some food in Anan's bowl for him to eat. Then, he slowly explained the situation to Fan Wenfeng.

When Ren Zhouyuan was pregnant with Anan, he hid at home almost all the time. When Anan was born, he spent almost all of his savings.

When Anan was almost one year old, the remaining money was not enough to support the two of them, not to mention that Anan was still so young. Even if Ren Zhouyuan starved himself, he couldn't bear to starve Anan.

At that time, he sent dozens of resumes a day. But because Anan was too young, he didn't have the money to hire a confinement nanny, and no company was willing to let him take his child to work. So, he couldn't find a job for a long time.

At this time, he found a job about archaeology. In fact, strictly speaking, he was not an archaeologist, but the archaeology team happened to be studying the content of ancient texts. The whole team was about to leave. Most of the archaeologists in the team were only willing to stay in the university and wait for the team members to get the results and then write the thesis. Therefore, the archaeology team couldn't find enough people. So, even though Ren Zhouyuan took a child with him, the team members didn't say much. They just asked him not to delay the team.

Ren Zhouyuan accidentally joined the archaeology team. He worked there for two years. Anan slowly grew up from a small child. He could walk and call out for his father.

When he was young, Anan's facial features were not fully developed. His reddish-brown hair was only regarded as a result of malnutrition. People also said that the child looked very cute with his tall nose and big eyes. But as Anan grew up, people in the same team could see that the child was not malnourished at all. He was purely a beautiful mixed-race child.

These old-fashioned people who spent most of their lives outside the country were also old-fashioned people who studied China's ancient culture. For a long time, they had a kind of pride for China's culture. At the same time, they inexplicably despised foreign culture.

When Ren Zhouyuan joined the team, he brought a "burden", which had already planted a seed of dissatisfaction in their eyes. It was only because the archaeology team was in urgent need of manpower that they reluctantly recruited him.

Everyone saw that Ren Zhouyuan brought a child up the mountain and down the sea alone at a young age. They had never heard him mention the child's mother. For a long time, they did not have a good impression of him.

Now that they found out that not only did the child not have a mother, but he was also born with a foreign woman, this group of old-fashioned people instantly felt that Ren Zhouyuan was a young man who loved to play. He could get someone pregnant just by studying, and he even brought the child to a foreign country!

Therefore, this matter was like a bomb dropped on the archaeology team. Slowly, Ren Zhouyuan realized that everyone was not so friendly to him and his father.

Although Anan was young at that time, children without a mother were especially sensitive. He was already very protective of his food when he was just two years old. He could not tolerate others saying bad things about his father.

The people in the archaeology team thought that Anan was just a little child. They talked about Ren Zhouyuan unscrupulously in front of him. They looked at Anan with naked contempt, which made Anan subconsciously want to hide from this group of old men.

Because Ren Zhouyuan was young, he was often sent to do some manual work. Anan wanted to go with his father, but the archaeology work was not easy. No matter how unwilling Ren Zhouyuan was, he had to put Anan beside the group of old-fashioned people.

Because of this, those people's voices became louder and louder behind Ren Zhouyuan's back. They could still maintain hypocritical etiquette in front of Ren Zhouyuan, but behind his back, they directly spat in front of other people's son. They talked as if they were real people, just like how they watched Ren Zhouyuan get a girl pregnant and did not want his mother.

Anan was smarter than other children since he was young. He could call his father when he was less than one year old. Now that he was almost three years old, he could already understand what the adults were saying. He had been pursing his lips and listening to a lot of scolding words about his father. He felt wronged and his eyes were always filled with tears, but he did not let them fall. When Ren Zhouyuan came back, he clung to him so tightly that he could not tear himself away.

At first, Ren Zhouyuan only thought that Anan missed his father, but there was an accident in the middle of a mission and he came back early. Before he entered the door, he heard the group of old-fashioned people talking loudly about something. Their laughter could be heard from a few meters away. When he walked to the door, he realized that they were talking about him.

Ren Zhouyuan came out with his son and expected that there would be people gossiping behind his back, but he did not expect that this group of self-proclaimed scholars would have such a tone.

He sighed and was about to make some noise to make the people inside quiet down, but when he turned around, he saw Anan squatting in the corner of the room, covering his ears with his hands. His eyes were red and his mouth was pursed, trying not to make a sound. Seeing his trembling mouth, Ren Zhouyuan's heart suddenly twitched, and his anger suddenly rose.

He did not care that the people inside were all old people with a little bit of reputation in the industry. "Bang!" He kicked the door open, walked to the corner and picked up Anan. His face was extremely dark.

He was so angry that he could not say a word. His chest was heaving up and down, and he used all his strength to suppress his anger. He glared at the group of stunned old people, turned around and left with Anan in his arms.

He carried Anan back to his room without saying a word. On the way back, Anan did not say a word, but just leaned on his shoulder. However, Ren Zhouyuan felt the wetness on his shoulder burning his heart. He hugged Anan tighter and regretted it.

That night, he coaxed Anan for a long time before Anan was willing to talk.

Anan endured for so long because she did not want her father to know that others were talking about him. Although Anan was young, she already knew how to care about Ren Zhouyuan.

However, Ren Zhouyuan now knew that those people were speaking ill of him behind his back. After being coaxed by him for a while, An 'an cried and told Ren Zhouyuan everything that they had said about him these days.

Ren Zhouyuan frowned. He wanted to leave Anan with those people so that he could take care of Anan. However, not only did they not take care of Anan, they even talked bad about his father in front of such a young child. Thinking of the image of Anan squatting in the corner and trying not to cry, Ren Zhouyuan was so angry that he wanted to beat those old-fashioned old people.

Anan hugged Ren Zhouyuan and sobbed in his arms. She whispered, "Those uncles said that Anan is not my father's son. They said that Anan is a foreigner's wild child. Dad, what is a wild child?"

Ren Zhouyuan clenched his fists so hard that the veins on his hands were protruding. It took him a lot of effort to make his words sound as gentle as possible.

He patted Anan's back and said, "Anan is not a wild child. Anan is my child. Dad's most obedient child!"

His voice was trembling, but he managed to suppress it.

Anan grabbed Ren Zhouyuan's clothes with her small hands and asked carefully, "Is Anan my father's son?"

She raised her head and glanced at Ren Zhouyuan. Then she lowered her head and said sadly, "Anan and my father don't look alike at all …"

Ren Zhouyuan was stunned. He held Anan's hands tighter. He raised Anan's head to make him look at himself and said, "Dad is from China, so Anan is also from China. Look, Anan's eyes are as black as Dad's, aren't they? Foreigners have blue and green eyes. How can they have black eyes like Anan's?

Anan is my father's child. Anan's black eyes are the best evidence! "

It was these words that were deeply engraved in An 'an's mind. As he slowly grew up, he finally understood what those old men had meant.

As his mixed-race features became clearer and clearer, his face became more and more similar to Leonid's, and more and more people called him a "foreign child".

Since then, "foreign" had become a bad word. In Anan's mind, it was equivalent to saying that he was not Ren Zhouyuan's son.

Therefore, when Ren Zhouyuan heard that the teachers in Wei Qi were all foreigners, the long-lost sense of powerlessness instantly surged up.

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly quieted down. Obviously, Fan Wenfeng had changed the location. "Just now in the laboratory, the instruments were too noisy. What did you just say?"

Ren Zhouyuan repeated the question again. Fan Wenfeng smiled and replied, "Anan had a lot of fun. The teachers here are really good. I watched him learn those 3D printers, VR, and so on. I wanted to touch them myself, but he didn't admit that I was an 18-year-old young man. He wouldn't let me touch them, so I could only sit with the tea-serving robot and watch with envy."

Ren Zhouyuan was amused by his words. "How long will it take for you guys to finish?"

"About ten minutes," Fan Wenfeng said, "You should get ready first. When I'm done here, I'll go get the car with Anan. When I call you, we'll meet at the door."