Jiang Feifei saw a lot of agricultural books, "Uncle Han, can the books here be bought? Borrowing them doesn't seem practical either?"
Han Xiangjun shook his head, "Probably not, you pick out the ones you need, and I'll ask."
If they say they don't sell, Feifei means buying them would at least provide an excuse if needed, right?
If they're not for sale, then they're not for sale; there's nothing that can be done about it.
"Uncle Han, the collection here is truly abundant."
"Isn't it?"
"Being here gives me a sense of awe."
"Hehe, my precious little one has such thoughts?" Outside, Han Xiangjun was very cautious. He was also afraid of unnecessary trouble. At home, he always called Feifei 'princess.'
The family spent the afternoon of the Small New Year's Eve at the university.
Then they began preparing for the New Year, which was Han Xiangjun's responsibility. The other family members were all free.
