Han Feng listened and felt a bit happy.
"You’re the only one who would say something like that."
It wasn’t just his grandfather he’d never met, even his mom, who appeared proud, was actually always complaining about why he didn’t stay in the Imperial City. After all, that was the place everyone longed to be.
She always felt that since his father was from such a wealthy family, they should be enjoying a life of wealth and honor, yet she never thought that all of this actually had little to do with them.
To acknowledge the fact that people acknowledged them was good enough, they hadn’t given anything, so how could they demand anything from others?
Just because of his dad, whom he had never met and who was already dead?
Everyone thought he was too foolish, too stupid, but it was only Xingxing who had always said he was great.
"How could that be, look at the village people now, who isn’t envious of you? We always have to learn to find happiness in ordinariness."
Bai Zhi smiled wryly, as though slightly helpless.
Perhaps Han Feng felt dissatisfied, but his current job was actually envied by many.
"So Xingxing can comfort people now, thank you. I feel comforted. It’s getting late, let me walk you home."
Han Feng looked at Bai Zhi, feeling that Xingxing had changed a lot, but then he thought, hadn’t he changed too?
On the way back, Han Feng watched as Xingxing walked very quickly.
He actually wanted this road to go slower and slower.
"Xingxing, have you been happy these years? Has anyone bullied you? I’ll beat them up."
Xingxing didn’t want to talk, so he took the initiative to ask, he wasn’t going to let them go.
"Don’t worry, I can hit back myself, don’t you remember? I am quite strong."
Bai Zhi raised her small fists, smiling as she looked at Han Feng.
"Yeah, how could I forget."
It felt really distant. He didn’t know how to close the distance between them.
They soon arrived at the Bai Family home, Bai Zhi returned some clothes to Han Feng, who pulled out some things he had prepared earlier and stuffed them into Bai Zhi’s hands.
It was a White Rabbit Creamy Candy and a can of beef.
Canned beef at that time was rich and especially fragrant.
Bai Zhi actually didn’t want it, but Han Feng ran off far away.
She could only take it home, and as soon as she entered, Wu Wa and the others were eyeing her.
"Xingxing, what did you say to Han Feng? Isn’t he foolish anymore?"
The first person to speak was Bai Xiang, who must be a bit excited by now, finally talking properly; they were going to collaborate with his father, in the future responsible for the flavor while his dad would build a factory, and they would have shares too. The majority, naturally, would be Bai Zhi’s since the recipes were hers.
"Yep, he’s not foolish anymore, just discussing the past few years. Brother, how did the talk with uncle go?"
Bai Zhi felt, with Bai Xiang around, they could never be at a loss.
Of course, Bai Xiang didn’t disappoint her trust.
"With me there, no need to say more, in the future you just handle the recipes, I’ll handle the marketing, we’re going to be rich. We’re also going to launch many series, all with different flavors..."
Talking about money, Bai Xiang’s attention was swiftly diverted, completely forgetting the matter.
"Is that so, I think that’s good, starting tomorrow afternoon we’ll research together, oh and remember to read more, otherwise when they return it will be embarrassing if we don’t know it."
Wu Wa was very interested in Mechanical Techniques, always delighted whenever he saw such books. As for Bai Xiang, naturally it was about our money-making books.
Bai Fei just casually looked, whereas Bai Zhi planned her reading. Everyone had their own way, what mattered was if they remembered.
Today Moh Li naturally wasn’t around, Ouyang had returned, he definitely couldn’t appear here.
Many days had passed, but Old Mrs. Mu still hadn’t uncovered any news.