"Then go get the car first, parking there is free." Anh walked forward and prepared to cross the street.

Several people suddenly rushed out of the milk tea shop next to the video game city. One of them pointed at Na Chen and shouted: "Just him!"

Anhe turned around and saw two of them holding sticks in their hands, quickly blocking in front of Na Chen who was about to come.

Na Chen recognized the child who was calling out to the car but was still in a car without coins before, and frowned: "Are you sick?"

"I told you to wait a fucking time! I can't kill you!" The child was supported by someone and his voice was full of confidence.

Several people forced him over, and Na Chen took a step back. He usually had a knife on his body, but today he had just come out of the detention center and the knife was taken away by the police uncle. Just as he was about to take a step back and kick directly at the face of the man closest to him, Anhe, who was standing behind several people, suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Luo Kai."

The person standing in front paused, looked back, quickly carried the stick in his hand behind him, and said in surprise: "Mr. An?"

As Mr. An shouted, the few people around him turned around.

"What are you doing?" Angel looked at them, with no expression on his face.

"Ah, I didn't do anything..." Luo Kai laughed dryly, and hit the person next to him, and the man also lowered his head and hit him.

Angel slowly walked to the front of several people and stood there. There were seven people in total, four of them were students from their school. Luo Kai was from his class and didn't talk much. Angel didn't realize that he was a squat with a stick.

"I've eaten all the oil I eat during the Chinese New Year," Anhe spoke in his voice, but his tone was quite serious, "I want to hit people on the street?"

"No." Luo Kai lowered his head.

"What does it have to do with you?" The two who didn't know Angel said unhappily, unable to figure out who Angel was.

"It's not your business," Angel looked at him, "so you can get out."

The man glared at the eyes and wanted to rush over. Luo Kai stopped him and pushed him desperately, and said in a low voice: "You two, we are the leader of the class, you can't afford to offend..."

The man was pushed a few times and pulled another one away cursingly.

"Mr. An..." Luo Kai lowered his head and returned to Anhe, "We really didn't want to do anything, we just wanted to scare..."

"What if he wasn't scared?" Angel looked at him, "If you weren't scared, would you do it or run? Hum?"

Luo Kai turned his head and said nothing. Angel poked his chin with his finger and raised his face: "Where is this level that I want to learn from?"

"President An gives you some face, it's the New Year..." Luo Kai muttered in a low voice.

"Have you fuckingly given me face?" Anhe's voice raised a little, "How many times did I say to me to calm down! Have you heard it? If you want me to give you face, you give me face first!"

"Mr. An, we were wrong," a student from Class 4 next to us came over, "a momentary impulse."

"You guys are impulsive when you go back," Angel glanced at him. This kid had a good relationship with **, and was also uneasy. "Do you want me to calculate how many times you are impulsive?"

Several people stopped talking, but they lowered their heads and felt embarrassed, so they avoided Anhe's gaze and looked around.

"Okay, let's go. I don't want to affect my mood during the New Year," Angel didn't want to say much. Na Chen kept looking at him with interest. He waved his hand. "I have always let your parents understand you and respect you. You can think about them even if you take time. Isn't it to give birth to you to the street and be like a fool? Are you so despised? "

After a few people ran away, Na Chen walked to him: "Teacher An."

"How could you cause trouble with such a little kid?" Angel turned around and walked across the street, "Are you snatching someone lollipop?"

"I'll just drive down the kid with the opportunity to play or leave," Na Chen smiled and followed him, "You student?"

"Yeah." Angel responded.

"You're very excited to train people," Na Chen carried the bag and looked in again, "I'll train me one day."

Angel turned his face and looked at him without saying a word.

After Nachen got into the car, he started to unpack the gifts. When Anhe drove the car out of the parking lot, Nachen removed the packaging, and it was very flat and the wrapping paper was not broken.

The box contained a piggy bank. Na Chen held it and looked at it for a long time, smiling happily: "Thank you."

"No thanks." Angel also smiled.

"Have you just gone to buy me a gift?"

"Um."

"Why give me a piggy bank?" Na Chen looked back and forth with the piggy bank, "This pig is very cute."

"It's not for you to save money," Angel drove slowly, "for saving happy things."

"Hmm?" Na Chen turned to look at him, a little unresolved.

"Did you have something happy today?"

"Yes," Na Chen snapped his fingers, "Today you play with me, give me gifts, and treat me to dinner, you're very happy."

Angel reached out and touched his pocket for a while, took out a one-dollar coin and put it in the piggy bank: "If you have something happy, just put one dollar."

Na Chen thought about it, and found another two dollars of coins on him and put them in: "What about?"

"Open it on your birthday next year, and you will find a lot of coins in it, and then take it for a meal, and exchange it for happiness." Anh said with a smile.

Na Chen didn't say anything, staring at the piggy bank in a daze. Until Anhe parked his car at the door of the barbecue restaurant, he asked in a low voice: "Is that few dollars enough to eat?"

Angel turned off the fire and didn't get out of the car. He knocked his finger on the piggy bank: "It depends on whether you can remember these happy things. For a whole year, even the unlucky people can save a meal. Believe me, give it a try."

"Yeah," Na Chen touched the pig's nose, "Anhe."

"Um?"

"Have you saved it?" Na Chen leaned against the back of the chair and looked at him, "Save it happy."

"Save it."

"how?"

Angel opened the skylight and lit a cigarette: "It's a little more than I thought."

"You are also a lot of unhappy, right?" Na Chen looked at the smoke floating towards the skylight, put his hand on Anhe's shoulder, and gently stroked his fingertips on his neck. "A person who is truly happy does not need to use this method to save happiness."
Chapter completed!