Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 176 Forgot

The next morning when An Xueyan opened her eyes, she remembered that they seemed to have forgotten something.

She got up, put on her coat and went out to find her brother.

"Brother, it's over. We forgot to call Dad."

An Honglei was cutting vegetables. When he heard her words, his hands trembled. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost bleeded early in the morning.

He turned to look at An Xueyan and said, "I forgot too."

The main reason was that when he came to Beijing, he was busy taking care of his sister, Grandpa Feng, and seeing the scenery of the capital, and he didn't even think about making a phone call.

"I don't know if my aunt and the others have replied to the letter home. Dad must be very worried." An Xueyan hoped that her aunt and the others would help and send a letter home.

But her hope was doomed to be dashed. An Qingyu and the others were reluctant to call home, so they wrote a letter and sent it back the next day after settling down. They also thought that An Xueyan and her siblings would definitely call their third brother (uncle), so they wouldn't have to.

So An Qingping calculated the time when their train would arrive and began waiting for a call, but after two days of waiting there was no response. He was so anxious that blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth. He felt cold all over at work for the past two days and his colleagues didn't even dare to joke with him.

He called Gu Chengzhi's troops yesterday, but the other party was out on a mission and could not be contacted at all.

He didn't know Mr. Feng's contact information, and he didn't sleep the whole night before. When he got up in the morning and went to work, his eyes were red.

Not long after arriving at the transport team, he was lying under the car to inspect it.

"Lao An, hurry up, your children are calling." Everyone knew that his two children had gone to Beijing and there was no news these days. He was waiting anxiously, so he ran to call him as soon as he received the call.

An Qingping quickly crawled out from under the car and ran away like a gust of wind.

His colleagues shook their heads and muttered, "Look how worried Old An is. But he's also very brave. He actually let a child who's only about 10 years old go to Beijing."

After waiting for 3 minutes, the phone rang and An Qingping picked it up immediately.

"Hello, I'm An Qingping." His tone was not very good.

"Dad, I am your precious daughter An Xueyan.

I'm sorry, Dad. We were so tired on the first day that we didn't call you. The next day, we followed Master to see a patient at someone else's house. We also visited Master and my house. Yesterday, we went to buy some things and clean the house, so we forgot to call you.

An Xueyan immediately explained the itinerary for the next few days.

An Qingping's worries over the past few days vanished when he heard his daughter's soft and coquettish voice. He said gently, "I'm glad you've arrived safely. Are you used to it over there? Are you eating well? Are you sleeping well? Are you still living in someone else's house? If it's inconvenient, just tell your master to move out. Don't put yourself in a difficult position."

"The three of us lived in a small courtyard they arranged for us to stay in. It was quite comfortable. They prepared the food for us and we cooked our own meals. My brother took good care of me.

Dad, did you eat well? I miss you so much. Dad, you have to come to Beijing with us next time. I am much less interested in visiting Tiananmen Square without you by my side.

A few nice words from his daughter made An Qingping smile happily, and his tone of voice became much softer.

"Dad will go with you again next time. Then I will go wherever you want to go."

After talking to my daughter for a long time, I finally let my son answer the phone, and I was not as gentle when speaking to my son.

"When you go out to play over there, always be vigilant and don't let bad people get in touch with your sister."

"Okay, Dad."

"Don't be so careless next time. Remember to report home as soon as you go out. Your grandparents will be worried too. They are too old to bear the worry every day."

Considering that it was his son's first time traveling far away and he was not considerate in some ways, although he was no longer angry, he still had to criticize him. He directly brought up the two elderly people without saying that he was the one who was most worried.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I won't do it again next time."

"Well, it's good that you know how to reflect on yourself."

Finally, the father and son finished their serious conversation and hung up the phone. An Qingping walked out with a smile on his face.

"Old An, are your son and daughter okay?" Seeing him like this, his colleague asked with a smile.

An Qingping smiled calmly and said, "It's nothing. My daughter just misses me. She said she doesn't want to go to Tiananmen Square without me. It's boring."

But anyone can hear the boasting revealed in the words.

"Look at how you're showing off, like who doesn't have a loving daughter?"

A group of colleagues gathered around him and joked with him.

The brother and sister wiped the sweat from their foreheads after finishing their call.

An Honglei said thankfully, "It's a good thing you told me first, sister. Otherwise, Dad would definitely criticize me, and I would be punished when I get home."

"We are siblings, brother. I will help you plead with dad." An Xueyan took her brother's hand and walked out of the post office.

Because I had to go out to make a phone call, I didn't go to the hospital with Mr. Feng. After discussing it, the two of them went to buy some things and planned to visit Teacher Wang first.

Teacher Wang Mingjin is now a professor in the History Department of Huaqing University, and lives in the teachers' dormitory of Huaqing University.

The two went directly to Huaqing University. As they walked, they looked at what Huaqing University looked like at that time.

Now is the time for new students to register. On the road, you can still see students looking for dormitories with large and small bags on their backs. Their faces are filled with hope and determination for the future.

The brother and sister were destined to have no chance to attend Huaqing University. They asked someone for directions to the teachers' dormitory and came to the school's staff dormitory.

"The letter says it's room 3 on the 303rd floor of this building. Let's go up." An Xueyan walked in front and ran up the stairs.

"Sister, please slow down and watch your step." An Honglei followed behind with something in his hand and reminded her.

A woman came down from upstairs and saw that they were strangers.

I asked, "Who are you two looking for?"

"We're looking for Professor Wang Mingjin. Auntie, do you know if Professor Wang is home?"

"Looking for Professor Wang, he should be at home now. Are you students from this class?" I asked when I heard them calling him Teacher Wang, but he looked too young.

"No, we are the teacher's students, and we came to see him."

"Oh, go find him. He lives in Room 303. You can tell by the house number." The woman said and went downstairs.

After thanking them, the brother and sister came to the door of 303. An Xueyan knocked on the door and called out, "Teacher Wang, are you home? Your favorite little disciple is here to see you~"

Wang Mingjin was practicing calligraphy in the room when he heard the sound. His hand shook and the whole piece of calligraphy was ruined.

But he didn't care about the words and ran to open the door excitedly.

Seeing An Xueyan and her brother, she was surprised and asked, "Why are you in Jing City? Who are you with? Come in quickly."

At this time, someone from the room opposite heard the sound and came out out of curiosity.