That's about ...... It's a sense of belonging.

The General's Mansion received news early in the morning that Tang Lin and the others would return to the city today, so the entire General's Mansion was preparing up and down.

Well......

Originally, there was no need to prepare in such a hurry, but now that there is a Wang Jinghong in the house, how can he not prepare at all?

"Have you wiped everything clean?"

Wang Jinghong paid the most attention to the house where Tang Lin was going to live, and nothing could be missing in the house, because considering that Tang Lin's throat was injured, Wang Jinghong also prepared extra paper and pencils.

"She used to communicate with you with pen and paper, right?"

Wang Jinghong looked at Lin Momo beside him.

Lin nodded silently: "Paper and pen are actually not so convenient, sometimes when there is no pen and paper, we can only guess what she has to say." ”

After hearing this, Wang Jinghong patted his chest calmly: "It's okay, I know her." ”

Just guess, it's nothing.

"Don't you have to go and set up your dad?"

Looking at the idle Lin Momo, Wang Jinghong was a little envious: "That's your father." ”

Lin looked at Wang Jinghong silently and said calmly, "I know." Some of them can live, but what else do you need to arrange? ”

The place where Lin Ming lives is, of course, in Lin Momo's yard. For this reason, Wang Jinghong has moved away from Lin Momo's courtyard and returned to his original place.

By the way, I will receive Wen Zhan's training every day......

Listening to Lin Momo's words, Wang Jinghong pursed his lips, and suddenly felt that he was a little too grand......

"Since I was born, my father and I have been wandering in the desert, nomadic and nomadic, and of course we don't care how we live."

Lin silently watched Wang Jinghong start to think, and said: "As long as there is a place to live, it's fine, not so much exquisite." ”

Lin Momo could probably guess that in Wang Jinghong's family, I am afraid that everything is very particular, and nothing can be left behind.

Wang Jinghong sighed: "Hey, I'm used to it." ”

Although they didn't say much, the two of them could understand everything.

As soon as Wen Zhan came back from handling his business, he saw that the entire house was cleaning and tidying up, and frowned: "What are you doing?" ”

The subordinate was busy carrying water, and when he saw Wen Zhan coming, he hurriedly put down the bucket: "Back to the general, Miss Wang ordered us to clean up the house, she said that Miss Tang was coming, and she wanted to give Miss Tang a feeling of being at home." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly retreated, carrying the bucket and running away.

Wen Zhan looked at Mo Cheng suspiciously: "To greet Miss Tang, do you need to be so troublesome?" ”

Mo Cheng said understandingly: "It's not like that, it's just that this county lord has a prominent background and has many rules, maybe these rules, in Fengxiangjing, are not rules at all?" ”

Wen Zhan nodded, and temporarily agreed with Mo City's statement.

After Wang Jinghong came to the general's mansion, he really didn't talk about any rules.

"How long will it take for Miss Tang and her party to arrive?"

Wen Zhan asked.

"It's about an hour." One of his men replied, "Just in time for dinner." ”

Wen Zhan nodded, and his subordinates were a little worried: "Is there anything the general needs to order?" ”

"Nope." Wen Zhan waved his hand: "If there is anything you don't know, you can just ask Miss Wang." During this time, all the things in the house were just in the hands of Miss Wang. ”

After saying that, he pulled Mo Cheng into the study.

(End of chapter)