Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Pretty Woman's Visit

Luo Zhaoyang's eyes left Wang Meixin, who was far away, and he found that the place where the car was parked was a small courtyard, and just when he was still confused about what kind of place it was, a soldier in military uniform immediately walked over, opened the car door, and greeted him with his sunny and enthusiastic smile.

Luo Zhaoyang got out of the car with a nervous heart, and just as he walked towards the house with the soldiers, Wang Jianhui immediately walked out of the house, stretched out his hand to him from a distance, and said with a smile: "Doctor Luo, we finally waited for you to come." ”

Looking at Wang Jianhui's familiar figure, his heart finally settled, he has been in Kyoto for a while, but during this period of time, he has always been in the army, and now looking at such a looking courtyard, he has a fresh feeling.

"Where is this, isn't this your secret base?" Luo Zhaoyang met Wang Jianhui, held his big and thick hand, and then glanced around and asked.

"Why don't we look like locals, do you think it's strange that we have a house here?" Wang Jianhui followed Luo Zhaoyang's gaze, and also looked around here, after a lot of painting in the past two years, this courtyard house also gave people a new feeling.

"You mean this is your home?" Luo Zhaoyang looked at the big courtyard and looked at the surrounding houses, as if he didn't believe it, because in this place where every inch of land in Kyoto is expensive, it is so rare to have such a large place and such a chic courtyard.

"That's right, I'm going back to Qingkai tomorrow, my dad means I want to invite you over for dinner, thank you for working so hard to treat him." Wang Jianhui said as he led Luo Zhaoyang in, looking at Wang Jianhui who was leading the way in front, Luo Zhaoyang felt a little surprised, he didn't expect that he had such a high status in the Wang family.

"You're going back to the clearing tomorrow?" Luo Zhaoyang stopped, he suddenly began to think about whether Wang Meixin was also going to leave Kyoto, because this time Wang Meixin just came up for training, and her real work unit was in Qingkai City, and thinking about Wang Meixin's departure, Luo Zhaoyang suddenly had a feeling that he didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

"Of course I have to go back, my troops, my comrades-in-arms are still in Qingkai City, let's go, my father's illness will be left to you." Wang Jianhui said.

"Brigade Wang is polite, it is my duty to treat the disease, and now General Wang is no longer in any big trouble, as long as you pay more attention, acupuncture a few times, and insist on taking Chinese medicine for a period of time, it should not delay next month's military exercise." Luo Zhaoyang heard something from Bao Jinhua about next month's military exercise, and at this moment he also understood that Wang Jianhui was also worried about his father because of such a military exercise next month.

"Speaking of the military exercise, my dad still wants to talk to you, he is waiting for you in the study, I will take you now." Wang Jianhui listened to Luo Zhaoyang's military exercise, and he immediately got to the point.

invited Luo Zhaoyang to come over for dinner, because they felt that the reason why they were able to pull Bao Jinhua's team to their side this time was entirely because of Luo Zhaoyang, and if it wasn't for Luo Zhaoyang's help lobbying during this period of treatment, he felt that Bao Jinhua would not personally call him to discuss matters related to the military exercise.

Therefore, inviting guests to dinner is only one aspect, and on the other hand, Wang Lao talked to him very much about whether Luo Zhaoyang is willing to stay in the army for development, and he feels that if a talent like Luo Zhaoyang can be recruited into the army, he will have a great role in promoting the medical construction of the army.

Luo Zhaoyang followed Wang Jianhui into the east wing, and looked at Wang Lao, who was wearing an olive T-shirt, shaking a fan in one hand and flipping through documents with the other, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose seemed to fall off at any time.

Looking at Wang Lao's concentration, Luo Zhaoyang stopped at the door, and said loudly after standing upright: "Report to the chief, Luo Zhaoyang asks for instructions to enter." ”

Wang Lao listened to Luo Zhaoyang's instructions, he immediately raised his head, then turned his head, rolled his eyes to look at Luo Zhaoyang, and when he saw clearly that it was indeed Luo Zhaoyang, he took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stood up and said: "Xiao Luo is here, come in, this is my house, don't be so serious." ”

"Yes, Chief." Although Luo Zhaoyang has only been with Bao Jinhua for half a month, he has unconsciously developed a habit of such military etiquette.

"How are you doing, you've been in Kyoto for so long, what do you think, do you feel?" Wang Lao put away the documents, then moved to the sofa on the side, and asked with great concern.

"What can I think, I've only been in the army for half a month, and the three-point and one-line life is even more boring than when I am in Qingkai City, as for what I think and feel, I really don't know how to express it, because I don't even know what Kyoto is like." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Wang Lao's kind face, and he said without any scruples.

Although he is now in the Wang family, facing the elder Wang Lao, he is not like the restraint that he is facing Bao Jinhua, on the contrary, he feels that there is a kind of home warmth here, and facing Wang Lao reminds him of his grandfather and his grandfather's care and love for him.

"Haha, the young man is really frank enough, it's okay, I'll see when I have time, I'll ask someone to take you around Kyoto City, so that you can see what kind of place the real ancient imperial city is." Wang Lao's laughter filled the entire study, and Wang Jianhui saw that Luo Zhaoyang had made his father so talkative, and he quietly withdrew.

The conversation between Luo Zhaoyang and Wang Lao was very familiar at first sight, and their topic began to gradually shift from Wang Lao's illness to about next month's military exercise.

In Wang Meixin's view, there is already an insurmountable generation gap between the next generation, and now there are two generations between Luo Zhaoyang and her grandfather, not only do they have no generation gap, but they are like meeting a confidant, at this point, Wang Meixin really doesn't understand, she feels that the secret is as mysterious as why he can knock Zhang Fengnian down in one minute.

"Meixin, I'm here." And just when she couldn't figure it out, Liu Ruxin's voice came from outside the door.

"Ru Xin, why are you here?" Seeing Liu Ruxin's arrival, Wang Meixin immediately greeted her, she will go back to Qingkai City tomorrow, even if Ru Xin doesn't come to find herself, she also wants to go over and have a small gathering with her today, after all, today is Zhou Wei, she is thinking that Ru Xin should not have to go to class.

Liu Anguo looked at the two sisters as if they hadn't seen each other for a long time, he smiled, and then walked into the living room and chatted with Wang Jianhui.

"I heard my dad say you're going back to Qingkai Market tomorrow, so I'm coming to see you." Liu Ruxin took Wang Meixin's hand, but his eyes began to look for other people in the courtyard, and when he glanced around and didn't find Luo Zhaoyang's figure, she began to feel a little disappointed.

Although Liu Ruxin said that she would come to see Wang Meixin, in fact, she wanted to come and see Luo Zhaoyang, when she went to Kyoto, she didn't want to go, in the past ten days, she didn't know why she was always thinking about Luo Zhaoyang in her mind, and when she thought of her misunderstanding him at the airport, she suddenly felt that she should say sorry to him.

Wang Meixin looked at Liu Ruxin as if she was a little distracted, she followed Ru Xin's gaze, and also began to inspect the yard, and when she found that there was nothing wrong, she asked puzzledly: "Ru Xin, what are you looking at?" ”

Listening to Wang Meixin's inquiry, Liu Ruxin came back to her senses, looking at Wang Meixin's eyes looking at her, she said embarrassedly: "I ......, why don't you see your uncle, is he in good health?" ”

Although Liu Ruxin tried her best to hide her inner thoughts, her already red face made Wang Meixin begin to notice something, looking at Liu Ruxin, who was unwilling to look at herself, Wang Meixin gently lifted her chin, and then asked in a daze: "My Xiaoxin seems to be in spring, look at my grandfather is fake, I want to see if someone is real." ”

"What do you say? How can I not understand? Liu Ruxin pulled out Wang Meixin's hand holding her chin, and said weakly, her eyes like a thief blinked and blinked, and it was this deliberately evasive look that betrayed her completely.

"And said no, look at your face, look at your expression." Wang Meixin laughed, and just after she laughed, her eyes began to turn to the east wing, because in her house, only Luo Zhaoyang could make Liu Ruxin feel at this moment, although they also had young guards here, but he didn't believe that Liu Ruxin would look down on those recruits.

The hearty laughter of Luo Zhaoyang and Wang Lao came out of the house again, and they also looked at each other as they listened to such familiar voices.

"Don't you tell me you're taking a fancy to that bastard?" Wang Meixin pointed to the east wing, her brows began to wrinkle, at this moment, she didn't know whether she was worried about Liu Ruxin falling in love with Luo Zhaoyang, or because of other reasons, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"That bastard? Who are you talking about, I'll go and greet my uncle. Liu Ruxin smiled and ran towards the east wing like a deer.

When Liu Ruxin pushed open the door and saw Luo Zhaoyang with his back to her, she suddenly didn't know if she should go in, she felt a little embarrassed at the moment, he wanted to open his mouth to care about Luo Zhaoyang's recent situation, but when he reached his mouth, he couldn't open his mouth.

"Xiao Xin? What's the matter, I'm not happy to see my uncle? Wang Lao, who was facing the door, looked at Liu Ruxin, who was standing at the door, and asked with a smile.