Chapter 37 Lu Lin finally discovered the problem, she…
The train moved slowly, finally arriving in Bincheng before sunset.
As soon as Shen Rong got out of the car, she felt a chill. She was dressed like a ball, and you couldn't even see her toes when you looked down.
Lu Lin carried a suitcase in one hand and held her hand with the other.
Aunt Zhang and the others also got off the bus. Uncle Zhang carried the luggage, and even Da Mao and Er Mao's hands were full.
"Is Da Mao's face any better? Has he applied any medicine?" Shen Rong asked with concern.
Aunt Zhang replied with a smile, "Madam, don't worry, this boy is very resilient. The swelling will go away tomorrow after the medicine is applied."
Shen Rong smiled and nodded, then looked up to see Ma Langhua staring at her fiercely.
She poked Lu Lin with her hand: "Is your unwanted suitor glaring at me? I'm so scared."
Lu Lin said irritably, "Serves you right." Who told her to play tricks on him?
However, despite saying that, his body blocked Ma Langhua's view.
Intimidated by his imposing manner, Ma Langhua left with a threatening remark: "You just wait," before quickly departing.
"Tianming, over here." A man in military uniform stood on tiptoe and greeted Lu Lin.
Lu Lin smiled: "Senior brother."
Lu Lin could still smile at people, which surprised Shen Rong slightly. She turned her head to look at the newcomer.
Why is my sister-in-law staring at me? Is there something wrong with me?
Shen Rong's gaze made Wen Congjian wonder if she was wearing her clothes inside out.
Shen Rong was embarrassed and shook her head with a smile: "No, no, I was just curious why Lu Lin smiled when he saw you. Is there something different about you? He always smiles at me like that..." She made a stern face to amuse everyone.
Lu Lin's face darkened: "This is my senior brother. He is now an advisor in the Marshal's Mansion."
Shen Rong smiled sweetly: "Senior brother."
“Chen Rong,” Lu Lin introduced simply.
Wen Congjian took off his gloves and shook hands with her: "I've heard of your name before, sister-in-law, and I'm so glad to finally meet you in person today."
Shen Rong also took off her gloves, feigning a complaint: "He definitely didn't say anything good about me."
"Then you've wronged Tianming. He was praising you!" Wen Congjian said with a smile, trying to save face for his junior brother.
Shen Rong became interested and wanted to hear what he was praising.
Wen Congjian hadn't expected her to be like this. She was just being polite, so why did she take it so seriously? She subconsciously looked at Lu Lin.
"Aren't you cold anymore? Stand in the wind and talk." Lu Lin pushed the fat ball forward, earning a glare in return.
Wen Congjian glanced at Shen Rong, who was dressed rather thickly, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Let's go, I'll take you to where you'll stay. I don't know if you'll like it, but if you don't, we can find another place."
Wen Congjian's two cars couldn't possibly fit so many people, so Zhang Ma and the others hailed a horse-drawn carriage outside the station to follow. After about half an hour, the carriage turned into a street.
Tall paulownia trees line both sides of the street, and rows of European-style villas stand before you.
Shen Rong opened her mouth wide and exclaimed, "No wonder it's called the Paris of the East, it's so beautiful!"
Wen Congjian smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it, sister-in-law. These were all built by the Russians in the past. The Marshal asked me to choose a place for you to stay. I looked all over the city and thought this place was the best. It's close to the Marshal's Mansion and not far from the police station."
Lu Lin thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother."
"We're practically family, why bother with all this formality?"
The house is very big. Although it is also two stories, it is much bigger than their small villa in Pingcheng. There are five or six rooms on the first floor, which is enough for Zhang Ma and the others to live in. Even Da Mao and Er Mao can have their own rooms.
Wen Congjian gave them a brief look around the house.
"You guys start packing. I've ordered some food, and someone will bring it over later. If you need anything, just let me know, and I'll have someone get it."
Shen Rong's smile never faded from the moment she entered. She led Gui Chun up and down the stairs, exclaiming repeatedly, "So beautiful! Senior Brother, this place is already very nice."
Lu Lin smiled slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother. Judging from her appearance, she couldn't be better."
Wen Congjian breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice: "Originally, we were going to arrange for you to be my neighbor, but when the Marshal heard that you were bringing your wife over, he felt that we couldn't let his sister-in-law suffer, so he specially asked me to pick a better house."
"Please thank the Commander for me, Senior Brother."
Wen Congjian patted him on the shoulder: "You can say your thanks yourself tomorrow. The Marshal is returning to his residence tomorrow and said he wants you to come to his house for dinner tonight. He has prepared a welcome feast for you. This is a good opportunity for you. The Marshal values your talent very much. This position as police chief is only temporary."
"That's all thanks to my senior brother for speaking up for me; otherwise, how would the commander know who I, Lu Lin, am?"
Wen Congjian laughed and said, "Alright, there's no need for such formalities between us brothers. I won't keep you from getting ready. I still have some things to take care of at the Marshal's Mansion, so I'll head back first."
Lu Lin nodded.
Wen Congjian picked up his hat, looked up and greeted Shen Rong upstairs.
"Senior brother, aren't you staying for dinner?"
Wen Congjian shook his head: "Not this time, I'll come back next time to try my sister-in-law's cooking."
Shen Rong came downstairs and said with a smile, "I don't know how, but you can ask Lu Lin to cook for you. He's a very good cook."
Wen Congjian glanced at his junior brother in surprise: "I didn't expect that. I must try it next time."
Shen Rong went and got some local specialties from Pingcheng for Wen Congjian to take back.
After seeing Wen Congjian off, everyone started packing their luggage. Wen Congjian, who had been shipped earlier, had been sent over. Guichun and Zhang Ma went to the master bedroom on the second floor to pack.
Since they hadn't told them in advance, they forgot to tidy up Lu Lin's room. When they came upstairs after dinner, the two looked at each other and Shen Rong burst out laughing.
"How about you make do with this?" She patted the large bed that could fit several people.
Everyone is tired today, so we can't exactly wake Zhang Ma and the others up again, especially since they've slept together before.
Shen Rong leaned closer to look at him: "You're not scared, are you? Scared that I'll eat you up?" She made a pounce motion.
Lu Lin lifted the blanket and shone it over her head, saying, "Go to sleep."
He turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Lu Lin, who was still not asleep, was squeezed to the edge of the bed. The bed, which could sleep several people, couldn't fit her.
Lu Lin moved her to the side, but she rolled back over again shortly afterward.
After several attempts, Lu Lin finally realized the problem: she was using him as a heater.
The next day, Shen Rong slept until the sun was high in the sky before getting up. Of course, this was an exaggeration, because there was no sun in Bincheng that day, the north wind was howling outside, and the snow was a foot thick.
Shen Rong came down wrapped up like a ball.
Zhang Ma and the others were tidying up the house when they saw her come down and immediately went to get breakfast.
Did you all sleep well last night?
Aunt Zhang nodded: "It's great. This is the first time I've ever lived in such a big house."
"Yesterday was too rushed, and it was too crowded for your whole family to stay in one room. Today, let's prepare another room for Da Mao and Er Mao."
Aunt Zhang was a little flustered: "How can we do this? The room is big enough for us."
Shen Rong laughed and said, "We have plenty of rooms at home. Maybe Da Mao and Er Mao don't even want to live with you."
Gui Chun joked from the side, "Zhang Ma, take this opportunity to have another little one with Uncle Zhang."
Aunt Zhang blushed and spat at her. Uncle Zhang, who had just come in shoveling snow, was a little confused when he saw them laughing: "What little brat?"
Gui Chun laughed so hard she bent over, and Shen Rong covered her mouth. Only Zhang Ma scolded her husband in embarrassment and anger: "Go do your work, why are you talking so much?"
"Madam, I bought a plump hen today. I'll make you a soup tonight to nourish your body," Zhang Ma said, changing the subject.
Shen Rong asked in surprise, "You went grocery shopping? Do you know the area?"
Zhang Ma: "I asked my husband to come with me. He has a mouth under his nose, so I asked around. Today I met the old lady next door. She usually goes grocery shopping. She told me where the vegetables are the best. I'll go with her tomorrow."
Shen Rong was surprised to find that Zhang Ma had such good social skills.
"Aunt Zhang is really amazing. I was worried I'd go hungry."
She changed the subject and simply told Zhang Ma to cook the chicken for lunch.
"My husband and I are going to a banquet at the Marshal's Mansion tonight."
Zhang Ma's expression immediately became respectful.
Chen Ren smiled and asked her why she suddenly acted this way.
Zhang Ma glanced around and whispered, "Madam, you don't know, this is how everyone outside talks about the Marshal, so I..."
Everyone laughed.
Aunt Zhang then recounted her observations from her outing that day, saying she saw many foreigners, more than she had seen in Pingcheng.
"They must be Russians and Japanese."
Gui Chun chimed in, "I've heard that the Japanese look similar to us, while the Russians are covered in hair."
Aunt Zhang said, "That's why we call him Maozi."
A look of disgust flashed across Shen Rong's face: "The Japanese are the worst. If you encounter Japanese people outside in the future, you'd better not deal with them."
Zhang Ma laughed and said, "We servants, how can we deal with them?"
The phone rang, and Guichun ran to answer it.
"Madam, it's your husband on the phone."
Shen Rong finished the last sip of milk and stood up.
Lu Lin went to report early in the morning. Throughout history, cattle and horses have always served as beasts of burden regardless of wind or rain.
Sure enough, she still prefers to be a couch potato, snuggling in her warm blankets and sleeping until she naturally wakes up.
Lu Lin called to remind her not to forget the banquet tonight, and that he would come back to pick her up then.
"You're already working overtime on your very first day?"
Lu Lin didn't speak, then after a long pause he hummed in response. Perhaps feeling that this was too cold, he added, "I've been busy lately."
The situation in Bincheng is a mess; it'll be busy for at least a month or two.
"knew."
"Is there anything I should be careful about?" Shen Rong asked again.
For example, what kind of temperament does the commander have, and are there any taboos regarding his appearance?
Since she spends all her monthly salary, she is happy to accompany him to social events.
Lu Lin chuckled softly: "No, just perform as usual."
What does it mean to perform normally? A furrowed brow and a serious expression.
Lu Lin then asked her about cooking at home. If Zhang Ma couldn't find a market, she could order food from a restaurant.
Shen Rong said smugly, "You underestimate our Zhang Ma too much. She integrated into Bincheng much faster than you. It's a pity you won't get to enjoy her. Zhang Ma is going to make chicken soup today."
"Then drink more."
After chatting for a few minutes and learning that Shen Rong was adapting well, they hung up the phone.
Uncle Zhang was lighting the fireplace with Da Mao and Xiao Mao, and the house suddenly became warm. Shen Rong felt a little hot, so she went upstairs to change her clothes.
She then asked Guichun and the others to carry all her suitcases upstairs. They were filled with clothes, and she opened them one by one. Guichun helped her unpack them and hang them in the wardrobe.
She tried on several outfits for the evening, but in the end decided to dress warmly, as her aesthetic sense dictated that the overall look would be more modern and fashionable.
"Madam, you look so beautiful, like... more modern than the girls in the magazines."
Shen Rong glanced at her and urged her, "Gui Chun, why don't you try something more modern?"
Gui Chun blushed and quickly shook her head.
"I don't want them, these clothes aren't suitable for working."
Shen Rong's smile froze for a moment; she felt disliked.
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