At this time, Ye Xiaohui was still completely immersed in the joy of meeting his young idol, even though he was separated from her, he held her little hand tightly, and said curiously: "Why is Sister Rong Rong here?" ”

Jiang Wanrong's tears hadn't dried up because she was emotional just now, but an excited smile had filled her entire face: "I specially followed this condolence group to visit you." ”

Ye Xiaohui was puzzled: "Didn't they come from Morun City?" How could you be there? ”

"Hehe, of course they're from the capital of this country. Do you think they came from North Africa? Can't I, the envoy of Chinese culture, visit this country? ”

"Oh, did you come to West Africa to promote Chinese culture?"

"I represent the motherland and carry out exchange activities with the local cultural circles."

Ye Xiaohui couldn't help but worry: "The political situation in the country is so chaotic, your safety is not guaranteed." ”

"What does it matter? Isn't North Africa also chaotic, but isn't it also open Confucius Institutes? I was in a war some time ago. The situation in West Africa is even better than in North Africa. ”

Ye Xiaohui nodded, and at the same time asked, "How long can you stay here?" ”

"It won't be long. Once the details are finalized, I can go back to North Africa. ”

"It's great that you're here. We haven't seen each other for so long, so we can have time to catch up. ”

"Well, are you okay here?"

"It's good. And I have good news for you..."

Jiang Wanrong's eyes suddenly widened eagerly: "What good news?" ”

Ye Xiaohui blurted out this sentence just now, and suddenly felt that the time was not ripe, and suddenly hesitated.

Jiang Wanrong immediately urged: "Oh, you tell me quickly, I'm about to die." ”

Ye Xiaohui saw her impatient appearance, and smiled shyly: "I... I've got a girlfriend here..."

Jiang Wanrong's eyes lit up at first, and then she was full of questions: "Are there many female soldiers here?" ”

Ye Xiaohui shook his head: "Not much, only five female soldiers." ”

"Oh, who do you have your eye on?"

"Haha, my girlfriend is not my comrade-in-arms."

Jiang Wanrong was stunned: You won't fall in love with the female refugee here, right? ”

Ye Xiaohui blinked: "Is there anything wrong with this?" ”

"Of course not. They're all black. ”

"Sister Rong Rong, could it be that you, a woman with culture and quality, are you actually engaged in racial discrimination?"

"That's not what I meant. Don't you know? The women here are simply discriminated against and have little access to cultural education, especially those who have become refugees. I know you're good-hearted, but you can't marry a black girl with a clear cultural difference from you out of pity, right? ”

"Sister Rongrong, there are not only black girls in the refugee camp."

Jiang Wanrong was a smart woman, and her bright eyes suddenly glanced at those staff: "Xiaohui, are you in love with the female staff here?" ”

Ye Xiaohui nodded with a smile: "You guessed right this time." ”

"Oh, who is she, is she here now?"

"Of course it is. Didn't you see a blonde there? ”

"She... She's a Westerner? ”

"Yes. Her complexion is just like your skin, delicate and fair. ”

Jiang Wanrong glanced at the women on the staff: "Which one is her?" ”

Ye Xiaohui looked at it, and Lu Ya's shadow was already gone.

He was stunned, first threw away Jiang Wanting, walked to the staff in a few steps, and asked a nurse who worked beside Luya: "Have you seen Dr. Luya?" ”

The female nurse replied quietly: "She left first in anger because your behavior with that beautiful girl in China was too ambiguous." ”

Ye Xiaohui was shocked: "What nonsense are you talking about?" This girl... The woman is my sister! ”

"Ahhh Is that so? ”

"Of course. We haven't seen each other for many years, shouldn't we be excited to meet this time? ”

"Well, how did I know about this... I can't explain it to her. ”

Ye Xiaohui looked a little depressed, so he had to come back and explain to Jiang Wanrong: "Oh no, Luya... Oh, it's just that the girl I just mentioned misunderstood the two of us. I had to go after her. You must be tired, so let Commissar Lei arrange a rest, right? ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanrong had her own wishful thinking: "Don't look for her, maybe it's a good thing to let her misunderstand." ”

Ye Xiaohui's heart moved: "Sister Rongrong, could it be you..."

It is undeniable that Jiang Wanrong not only dumped her male classmates back then, but also the idol of this teacher's only son. Even though Ye Xiaohui was still a minor at the time, he was full of reverie for his big sister who had just matured at that time. The news of her divorce had already been told by her mother through a transatlantic phone. Now, she's here, will she?

Jiang Wanrong couldn't see his thoughts, and her pretty face suddenly turned red: "Don't think about it." I'm actually visiting you on behalf of your parents. In addition, I have already reconciled with Brother Hong Ming. ”

Ye Xiaohui made a big red face: "Is this true?" ”

"Well, Brother Hong Ming has been a bachelor for most of his life for me. I owe him so much. ”

Ye Xiaohui had already heard her parents say that she and Xing Hongming were in trouble, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten: "Sister Rongrong, you and Brother Xing are really good things." But what should Brother Shen do? ”

"Don't worry about him, he'll come out eventually. I heard Xixi say that her leader, Zhang Yin, has already taken a fancy to him and will soon form a new family. ”

Ye Xiaohui couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "This... It's all the same. ”

Jiang Wanrong gave him a blank look: "Don't worry about this, settle my sister first." My sister sat in the car for a long time and was exhausted. ”

Ye Xiaohui had no choice but to explain to the political commissar beside him: "Lao Lei, I'll settle my sister first." I'll leave it to you. ”

Lei Yongming happily agreed: "Okay, you can take Teacher Jiang to rest." ”

Ye Xiaohui wanted to lead Jiang Wanrong to the dormitory, but Jiang Wanting shook her head and refused: "Xiaohui, take me to your office first." ”

"Okay."

Ye Xiaohui led her to the office and poured her a glass of water himself.

Jiang Wanrong looked around with a water glass: "Your office is pretty good." ”

Ye Xiaohui looked stunned: "Sister Rongrong, is this okay?" ”

"What are you not satisfied with in a place like this, compared to the tents in which refugees live?"

"Haha, when you say that, I have a lot more balance in my heart."

Jiang Wanrong couldn't help but sigh: "On this continent, there is a lot of turmoil, hunger, thirst, and disease. It's a lot of disasters. ”

Ye Xiaohui smiled: "Sister Rongrong, don't be sentimental. Now, we are here in China. ”

Jiang Wanrong smiled: "Seeing the present here reminds me of the motherland back then." ”

Ye Xiaohui was stunned: "What year is the motherland?" ”

"Old China Era."

Ye Xiaohui touched the back of his head: "Were there you at that time?" ”

"Without me, without you, but won't we look at history?"

"Oh, what did you think of?"

"At that time, there was a slogan, which was 'education to rejuvenate the country.'"

Ye Xiaohui's eyes lit up: "You want to set up education here?" ”

"I have established a Confucius Institute in North Africa. I hope that the Confucianism of our ancestors can change the way of thinking of the people here. ”

Ye Xiaohui couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that you have inherited my father's mantle and are going to be an educator." ”

He paused: "And also an internationalist educator. ”

Jiang Wanrong smiled: "You have traveled thousands of miles here to carry out tasks, and you also have a spirit of internationalism." ”

Ye Xiaohui couldn't help but sigh: "We came to this continent thousands of miles away to practice a spirit of internationalism." ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanrong raised her eyebrows: "But you have the mission of maintaining peace, but you want to fall in love here?" ”

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