Chu Feng was a genuine problem child. Something had gone wrong with the little fellow's thinking.
He was far too boisterous, never settling down for even a moment.
Having smelled the fragrance of Dawn Rice since he was little, and later eaten it himself, Chu Feng was exceptional in both body and mind, unlike an ordinary human child.
On top of that, he had never been the sort to sit still. He could be exhausting.
Even the time Meng Chuan spent staring into space had dwindled sharply as Chu Feng grew older.
The little fellow chattered beside him even when he drank tea. It was terribly distracting.
If Chu Feng had not been too young to go to Shuntian alone, Meng Chuan would have sent him away.
Meng Chuan and Chu Zhiyuan and his wife had no plans to go to Shuntian for the time being.
Life outside the Taihang Mountains was quite comfortable.
A year passed in the blink of an eye. Chu Feng graduated from Kindergarten and entered Yichu Elementary School with a fearsome reputation.
Qingyang Town had already had an elementary school, but after Meng Chuan invested in it, it underwent considerable expansion and was renamed at his request.
He had money. He could do as he pleased.
Over that year, Yichu Kindergarten's reputation had spread far and wide. Families from several nearby towns sent their children there.
After all, it had a team of renowned teachers from Shuntian, and its teaching facilities were top-tier.
Again, money let him do as he pleased.
Once Chu Feng entered elementary school, he remained as mischievous as ever, turning the place upside down.
Chu Zhiyuan and Wang Jing were often summoned to the school for talks, sometimes taking turns, sometimes both at once.
As for Meng Chuan, this Godfather...
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