"Thank you, bro."
Liang Sixian looked at Yue Xiangchen and said, "Knowing that your brother is more handsome, I was a little afraid to come."
She visited him for the first time some time ago when she heard that Yue Shuai was out of town, and now it’s her second time.
"My brother is pretty good, not as scary as people say."
Although still afraid, Liang Sixian nodded, "Aren't you going to class?"
"No, I have to go to the military camp for training during the day, and my brother has hired a private teacher to teach me at night."
"No wonder you've become a lot darker, but your legs aren't healed yet, are they?"
"My brother told me to train my brain so that I wouldn't rush forward foolishly when I encounter problems."
Liang Sixian glanced at him, not knowing how to respond to him, so he said goodbye: "It's getting dark, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you next time when I have time."
"I'll have someone take you back."
"Okay." Liang Sixian didn't refuse.
It started to rain heavily at noon the next day, and the sky was hazy.
Ning Sangyu and Fang Chiheng sat in front of the hall, watching the rain curtain falling along the eaves.
"I don't know where your brother went, and he went out without an umbrella." Fang Chiheng said with some concern.
The room was a little dim, Ning Sangyu lit the oil lamp and read a book, "My brother is not stupid, he will buy an umbrella, so he won't get wet."
Maybe there's another mission.
Ning Sangyu knew that his brother could not sit idle. A new organization would require many people to work hard to make it grow.
"That's right. I've been abroad for a few years and I've become stupid. Few people in France use umbrellas when it rains."
“Why don’t you hold an umbrella?”
"It has something to do with culture. Originally, umbrellas there were not used to protect against rain, but were used by the nobility to protect against the sun."
"In addition, the word 'umbrella' comes from the Latin word 'umbra', which means 'shadow'. The French believe that only the elderly and the weak need to use umbrellas."
"Another reason is that due to the climate, it usually drizzles there, so they wear hats when they go out."
Ning Sangyu nodded.
There was a knock on the door through the noisy rain, not loud but still clear.
Fang Chiheng opened his umbrella and went to open the door, it was Yue Xiangli.
"The more handsome you are, the more you can come in."
From the sound of the knocking on the door, you can tell it’s not Ji Huaimin. Ji Huaimin’s knocking on the door doesn’t sound like that.
Yue nodded to Li, opened his umbrella and walked in. Two guards followed him, and raindrops hit their military uniforms.
Yue Xiangli leaned his umbrella under the eaves, and two guards stood upright on both sides of the door as door gods.
Ning Sangyu leaned over and glanced at the two guards, "Do they want to wipe it off?"
"No need. Soldiers are all rough and have fought all the way here." Yue Xiangli put the food box in his hand on the table next to her. "Today I brought the special marinated duck slices from Chengxi Restaurant."
"Thank you. It's raining heavily today. You don't have to come."
"No need to be so polite. Since we are here, we will come regardless of weather conditions."
The light added a soft glow to her face, clearly showing the joy hidden in her eyes.
Yue smiled down at Li, the little girl who said one thing but meant another.
Ning Sangyu pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Sit down."
"good."
Fang Chiheng waited outside for a while before seeing Ji Huaimin coming back with an umbrella and a happy look on his face.
"Why did you come out to wait for me?"
"Yue Shuai is here, open the door for him, and wait for you." Fang Chiheng walked in with him, "You seem very happy?"
"Well, let's go in and talk."
After entering the hall, Ji Huaimin said to Ning Sangyu, "Sangsang, there is news about Brother Kuang Heng."
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