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Chen Xiaoyin walked out of the school gate with his schoolbag on his back and saw his father at first sight. There were many parents gathered at the school gate, but he could always see his father at a glance. Chen Dayin always stood in the most conspicuous place, and he had the darkest face, as dark as the dirty and wrinkled leather shoes on his feet. Xiaoyin, Chen Dayin shouted, and at the same time raised his hand and shook it towards his son. His cries and movements were completely unnecessary. Chen Xiaoyin walked up to him silently, put his little hand into his rough big hand, and said, "Dayin, let's go." Chen Xiaoyin is used to calling him this, he said, Dayin, let's go. Chen Dayin led his son through the crowd and walked east along the sidewalk of Yangqiao Road. His rental house is in the east and his workplace is in the north, so others may misunderstand him and think he really works in some workplace, just like the parents of his son's classmates.