As Shen Yu, of course he would tell Feng Anchen the news and suggest him to go back as soon as possible.

Feng Anchen has always been well-behaved in front of Shen Yu.

I also knew that my time here was almost up and it was time to go home.

After hearing Shen Yu's words, he nodded repeatedly.

Shen Yu glanced at his daughter calmly, then turned his eyes away calmly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth revealed his mood at the moment.

He likes the child Feng Anchen very much.

However, this is his daughter's lifelong event, and as a father he naturally has no right to make decisions on his own. He just needs to watch from the side.

When Shen Mingxi saw their schedule, he knew he couldn't go to Beijing.

Because she still has to go to school.

After school starts, she will be in her second year of high school. By this time next year, if she can get into college, she will be waiting for the admission letter just like her brothers.

Before leaving, Feng Anchen found a time to quietly call Xiaoxi aside. The young man had clear eyebrows and handsome eyes, and his expression showed reluctance, but he still earnestly instructed, "Xiaoxi, I want to go back to the capital."

"You will receive the admission letter when you return to the capital, right?"

"It should be about the same." Feng Anchen obviously didn't care about the admission letter. Instead, he changed the subject and said directly, "Xiaoxi, study hard and try to get into the same school as me."

Shen Mingxi paused for a moment, then nodded, "Then I'll do my best."

"You can definitely do it, Xiaoxi. Remember to write to me when you are not busy."

Shen Mingxi blinked, "Wouldn't it be better to call if there's something?"

Feng Anchen frowned slightly, thinking to himself, how can a phone call be compared with a letter? With a letter, the words can be kept and will last for a long time, but with a phone call, it's just a matter of saying it. Besides, there are some things that can't be said on the phone. On the contrary, writing a letter is much smoother, so he firmly refused.

"Unless you have an emergency, call me. Normally, just write a letter."

Then a pair of starry eyes stared at Shen Mingxi steadily, with a hint of expectation in their eyes.

He was waiting for her answer.

Under such a gaze, Shen Mingxi felt his face getting hot, and he didn't want to argue with him too much about this matter, so he nodded obediently, "Okay then."

Feng Anchen suddenly smiled, as dazzling as a garden full of flowers in bloom. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft top of Shen Mingxi's head very naturally.

Then the next moment he realized what he had done, and he quickly pulled his hand back as if it had been burned.

However, he clenched his hands behind his back, then reached out calmly to tidy up the hair around Shen Mingxi's ears.

Then when Shen Mingxi reacted, he slowly shrank back.

This series of actions can be said to be as smooth as flowing water, as if it had been done many times before and as if it had been rehearsed countless times in the mind.

Shen Mingxi's heart skipped a beat. At a glance, he saw Feng Anchen's forced calmness and his slightly red ears. Shen Mingxi's heart was beating fast but he also found it funny.

Although he is tall, he is still a teenager, but he has to act like an older brother in front of her.

Shen Mingxi didn’t know what her future with Feng Anchen would be like, but Feng Anchen was the only person of the opposite sex she had a crush on, other than her family.

Shen Mingxi knew that she had a problem. She was too lukewarm in dealing with relationships and always had a laissez-faire attitude. It seemed that nothing could arouse her interest.

Although he didn't know how to respond, Shen Mingxi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth when he saw such a smile.

Human smiles can often be used as a form of acquiescence. Although Feng Anchen did it involuntarily just now, he couldn't help feeling uneasy in his heart. However, when he saw Xiaoxi's smile, he felt relieved, and then his heart fell into a sweet bubble.

They stood under a big tree in an alley not far from the Shen family's yard.

There were kids playing pocket kicking and skipping rubber rope nearby.

Under another big tree not far away, two old men were sitting at a small dining table playing chess.

Feng Anchen was on the afternoon train, and as they were about to part, the joy diluted the reluctance and melancholy in his heart.

At the same time it’s a bit of a pity.

If Jiawen doesn't go to Yuncheng, then Xiaoxi can go to Beijing with them.

The two people looked at each other silently, one tried his best to hide his feelings, and the other was considering something.

Of course, the one who was considering this was Shen Mingxi. She really wanted to ask Feng Anchen whether there was a place in the capital that sold jade directly?

Or it could be the kind of jade gambling. Otherwise, if you just take a big stone to sell, even the old expert would not dare to pay for it.

And her gold and silver ingots and copper coins.

Copper coins have some historical value.

There are no age marks on the gold and silver ingots, they are probably simply cast in the shape of ingots.

It is hard to imagine what kind of person would be able to bury this jar of treasure in this deep mountain forest? After all, hundreds of years ago, this was an uninhabited border, and it could even be said to be a foreign land. Obviously, these things are all Han people, and these may always be a mystery, so Shen Mingxi has no plans to take action at present.

After all, one can say that the stone was found by chance in one's own mountain, but the same cannot be said for the gold and silver ingots.

Apparently noticing Shen Mingxi's mood, Feng Anchen asked, "Xiaoxi, is there something wrong with you?"

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Mingxi smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing, Brother Anchen, I wish you a safe journey."

It’s better not to ask. Let’s leave the stone matter to Dad.

After all, as time goes by, my dad will travel all over the country.

So Shen Mingxi stopped worrying about it and looked relaxed, but Feng Anchen was obviously disappointed because he could see that Xiaoxi had something to ask him, but he couldn't force her to ask unless she said it.

He boldly stretched out his hand again, accurately placed it on the top of Shen Mingxi's head, and rubbed it twice quickly before curling his lips, "Thank you, Xiaoxi, remember to write to me."

This time Shen Mingxi frowned and said in a sweet and innocent voice, "Don't rub my hair all the time. I'm not a child."

Feng Anchen didn't care. The soft warmth of Shen Mingxi's hair seemed to still remain on his palm. When he took it back just now, it seemed to still have a hint of fragrance. He put his hand in his trouser pocket, but stopped talking. Instead, he took Shen Mingxi and quickly returned to the Shen family.

It would not be a good idea to call the girl out alone for too long. He wanted to leave a very, very good impression in Shen Yu and Chen Li's hearts.

After Feng Anchen got on the train, he looked at the scenery receding in the distance, his eyes filled with a hint of thoughtfulness.

(End of this chapter)