Yan Lang left, but called Rong Qian at around 8 o'clock on the first night.

When the dormitory management aunt knocked on the dormitory door and called out, Rong Qian was still confused. Until she got the phone and heard the sound from the other side, Rong Qian realized that it was Yan Lang's call. Fortunately, Rong Qian was worried about whether the woman called her.

After all, except for school, no other relatives at home would call her. If that woman calls her on her own initiative, it means that Rong Qian will have something to listen to.

"How do you know I'll be in the dormitory tonight?"

Rong Qian pinched the phone, leaned against the wall with her arms in her arms, and smiled with a corner of her lips.

Yan Lang was so anxious to call her, and Rong Qian still felt a little sweet in her heart.

Rong Qian hasn't tasted this feeling for someone who misses her so much.

Yan Lang leaned against the head of the bed and took the landline to the bed, and the telephone line was straightened. "I have secretly recited your duty schedule. Amazing? Are you reading a book again? Remember to rest early at night. Learning should be done step by step, so don't get tired of yourself."

Rong Qian seemed to laugh, then "Yeah" to respond. Yan Lang waited for a while, thinking that Rong Qian would not speak actively, and was a little disappointed. Just as he was about to motivate his emotions and took the initiative to say something, the clear voice from Rong Qian rang out, "Are you okay on the road? Where are you now? Do you feel uncomfortable? "

After receiving three concerned inquiries in a row, Yan Lang was very excited and laughed happily for a while. Then he answered the questions honestly one by one, "The road was very smooth. Now I have arrived in Wujiang City. I will be home at noon tomorrow. Fortunately, I was a little uncomfortable at first, but now I feel comfortable when I hear your voice."

Before Rong Qian could say anything, Yan Lang was in high spirits, and Gu Jianwang was still talking and couldn't even suppress him. He continued to mutter, "Actually, I found a guesthouse to rest at around seven o'clock. If I hadn't thought that you would go to the rounds at seven o'clock, I would have called you before."

Rong Qian said "um" and thought about it, but she still gave some responses. Although these words seemed meaningless to Rong Qian, it was a waste of time. "I did go to the rounds at around seven o'clock. I had two surgeries with Teacher Fu in the afternoon, so I went back to the dormitory early in the evening."

"Are you tired? If you are tired, go to rest early in a while. By the way, you go to the rounds today. Is Li Hongfa, the original ward, more honest? If he makes a fuss, you will tell me directly that I will go to his army to report him when I call him, so he can't let him bully you."

He said that he wanted to go to bed early, but Yan Lang couldn't help but want to say more, so he didn't stop talking.

Rong Qian also understood him and chatted with him for about twenty minutes. Seeing that the man had no intention of hanging up the phone, the dormitory management aunt next to him stretched out her head from the room and looked at it several times. Rong Qian then finished talking, "I'm going to turn off the lights and rest. You go to bed early, and you have to hurry tomorrow."

Yan Lang was excited and wanted to say a lot of words, then he realized that he had been calling the phone for a long time. There was no way, so he said good night to Rong Qian in disappointment. When he heard the phone hung up the phone, he put on the landline.

I felt depressed for a moment, and turned around and thought that Rong Qian had spoken to him for more than a whole day today, so Yan Lang turned around and became happy again.

The next day, Yan Lang arrived at Xiping City, the provincial capital of the next province at noon. The driver drove around for a few times and finally entered a courtyard.

There was a guard guarding the door with Mucang at the door. Yan Lang rolled down the window and saluted the other party.

The guard knew Yan Lang and immediately replied with a stern face. Then he shook hands with Yan Lang with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Yan is back? How is his injury recovering?"

Yan Lang smiled and patted his chest, "Don't worry, he has recovered almost. You can go back to the army if you look back."

It was not appropriate to park the car at the door, so Yan Lang only said a few words to the other party and waved his hand and said goodbye and left.

The car drove all the way to the gate of a small second floor. Before Yan Lang got off the car, he saw someone at the door, and then ran in with a smile.

Yan Lang had a good look and saw clearly that the man was the nanny and aunt Zhang, the family.

Mrs. Zhang is almost fifty years old. She is an honest rural woman and the daughter-in-law of a comrade-in-arms family of Grandpa Yan Lang.

The comrade died in his early years, and his only son disappeared after that. Mrs. Zhang refused to get married and farmed in her hometown with her son and daughter.

Later, when she was able to hire a nanny, Grandpa Yan Lang took over and helped her with housework, which was also a salary, which was enough for her to raise a pair of children.

According to generation, the young people of Yan Lang and his generation should be called her Aunt Zhang, but Mrs. Zhang refused to accept the title of "Aunt", so everyone called her Aunt Zhang.

When Mrs. Zhang went back to the house and shouted, everyone knew that Yan Lang was back, and the first one to run out were the five golden flowers at home.

Yan Lang lived in the courtyard for a while later. The eldest sister and the others had a room in college yesterday. Wu Duo Jinhua knew that the cousin was going to get home today, so she called her family in advance and asked the driver to pick them up. Several people rushed back from the next city overnight last night.

There is also a little cousin who goes to college in the south and will take a few days to come back.

Yan Lang pushed open the car door and was held by the eldest and second sisters, one left and one right, as if Yan Lang was not good at doing things. In fact, these girls were all squeezed by Yan Lang and seized the time to inquire about the first-hand news.

"Brother, have you taken over your future sister-in-law? Second aunt is determined not to say who our future sister-in-law is. It is not yet concluded that the matter is, and it cannot be said that it will ruin the reputation of the girl's family."

The five golden flowers stayed in the hospital for most of the day. Because of Zhang Xuehua, the few people stayed outside for a long time. They only saw Rong Qian follow Dr. Fu to check the rounds. Before leaving, Xiao Dewei went to chat with Rong Qian. The five sisters didn't know, so they didn't know about Rong Qian at all.

I knew that my cousin had someone I liked, and this was only seen from my second aunt's attitude later. Unfortunately, my second aunt never refused to say who it was.

"Brother, your progress is not good. When you get along with a partner, you must seize the opportunity and take down the high ground in one go!"

"After taking it down, I will put my battle flag in the first place!"

"The more I get it, the more chaotic I get. My brother hasn't succeeded yet. No matter what he says, it's all fake and empty!"

These five sisters were chattering like a group of sparrows. Yan Lang had become accustomed to it, and stood firmly in the middle and walked calmly up the steps. "Don't worry, I have arrived at the high ground smoothly, just wait to plant the flag on it."

Yan Lang quickly finished this sentence. While his five sisters were shocked, he took a step up to the steps in three or two steps, raised his head and raised his chest and abdomen, and gave the old man who was still standing upright with a cane and saluted, "Report to the leader, Yan Lang has returned home safely!"

Mr. Yan replied seriously and said "very good", then he loosened his muscles and raised his hand and patted Yan Lang on the shoulder, "Okay, come in quickly."

Although he chose to let his grandson serve the country, it did not mean that he was not worried about his grandson's safety. Every time Yan Lang came back from injury, only when he saw Yan Lang himself could Old Master Yan really let go of his secretly hanging heart.

This time, I heard that my eldest grandson's lungs were wiped with shrapnel. Mr. Yan didn't sleep well for several nights in a row. He even dreamed that his deceased wife cried and called her eldest grandson, which made Mr. Yan secretly wiped tears in the room in the middle of the night.

Now that he saw that Yan Lang could still salute him in full spirit, Old Master Yan was instantly happy.

Because I knew that Yan Lang was home today, the aunt and third aunt had already come over at home, and the uncle, uncle and Yan Lang's parents were still at work and would come back after lunch.

In this way, the whole family will be able to reunite with only a little cousin.

It's only mid-December now. After half a month, Yan Lang will return to the army to report, and then go directly to the new camp. It is estimated that how many days of holidays will be available during the Spring Festival, but there may be temporary tasks. I'm not sure if I can come back.

So this time Yan Lang came back for injury leave, even if the Yan family was reunited in advance.

We had a brief gathering at noon, and those who should go to work in the afternoon had to go to work. The older girls and the others just came back and had to go shopping to buy what they lack in their rooms.

Yan Lang accompanied his grandfather to play a few chess games. When his grandfather went to rest, Yan Lang went back to his room on the second floor, holding the phone and trying to make a phone call to Dr. Fu's office in the hospital.

Unfortunately, Dr. Fu answered the phone. The other party said that Rong Qian had entered the operating room and would have to come out for at least an hour.

"Well, please tell Xiaorong that I'm home and I'll call her tonight."

Although Yan Lang was a little disappointed, he was not very disappointed. After all, he just called him with the intention of giving it a try.

As for more than an hour later, Yan Lang knew that Rong Qian would carefully summarize and study for a period of time every time she left the operating room, and then she would take a short rest and continue to work busy.

Thinking that Rong Qian was always busy when she was free, Yan Lang felt that she had touched the loneliness of a "housewife".

Of course, this illusion disappeared instantly after getting up after sleeping. After smoking cigarettes, tea and chatting with grandpa, father, uncle and uncle for more than an hour.

Although he likes Rong Qian, he doesn't have to think about nothing except Rong Qian. After all, Yan Lang is a big man with a career. In addition to feelings, there are many things he needs to consider.

Although he is now a small scout who can only act as a sharp knife for the country, many knowledge, theories, current affairs and even international situations need to be understood.

Yan Lang's future will never be a knife in the hands of others, and he must be a person who also has a knife in his hands.

After dinner, Xiao Dewei turned sideways and said something to her husband's ear.

Yan Qiangguo nodded and raised his hand to touch the cigarette box in his pocket. Xiao Dewei glanced at him. Yan Qiangguo's bent fingers wiping the buckled lid outside his pocket, "Alang, come to the study room for a trip."

Yan Lang, who was talking to his grandfather, looked back and understood what was going on, nodded and said "Okay", and then said something to his grandfather. Then he followed Yan Qiangguo and went upstairs together.

When he arrived at the small study shared by the father and son, Yan Qiangguo didn't talk nonsense and raised his chin to Yan Lang, "Sit down, your mother said you were with a doctor when you were hospitalized?"

Yan Lang lifted his pants and sat opposite the desk, "Well, her name is Rong Qian. She is from Dongqian County, Wujiang City, Shan Province. She is the only one in the family and a mother, but she hasn't been in contact for many years."

At this time, Yan Lang was not as stupid as he was in front of Rong Qian. It was not that Yan Lang deliberately deceived Rong Qian, but that he would naturally have different sides when facing different people.

For example, when facing a comrade-in-arms, Yan Lang will never be doting, and when facing his sister, Yan Lang will never be serious.

Yan Qiangguo nodded, "Did you fall in love with someone suddenly?"

Yan Qiangguo is a relatively old-fashioned person. He doesn't believe in the so-called love at first sight or the sparks of love in the blazing world. He believes that all of it is just a momentary impulse of the young man.

If this is the case, Yan Qiangguo will never let Yan Lang continue, after all, this is irresponsible to the woman.

Yan Lang thought about it carefully and shook his head, "It's not considered a matter of it. It just felt very special when I saw it at first. After getting along slowly, I felt like it very much."

When he first met, he was still funny and funny, but the so-called "get along slowly" time was a bit short and fast, and Yan Lang didn't think there was anything wrong at all.

Yan Qiangguo nodded in understanding. Thinking about it, there was nearly a month before and after. His son had a special career and had no time to slap slowly. "Okay, as the parents, your mother and I agreed to date you, but before getting married, whether in love or life, you should not do anything to be sorry to others."

After giving his wife a good lesson, Yan Qiangguo had nothing else to say, and instead talked to Yan Lang about official affairs and whether there would be any changes in his future plans after Yan Lang was dealing with him.

Yan Lang said that everything is as old as before and there is nothing to change. Maybe there will be in the future, but at least not yet.

Yan Qiangguo also understood how deep his son’s relationship with Dr. Xiaorong has reached, and Yan Qiangguo is quite satisfied with this.

Satisfied Yan Qiangguo naturally didn't know how his son returned to the room after leaving the study and stared at the watch at the time after holding the phone.

The author has something to say: Yan Lang: Entertainment life is too scarce, so I can only have a relationship and support the spiritual world.

Dr. Rong: Oh.

ps: Due to the age problem in this world, it is definitely impossible to be sticky and sweet before marriage. In fact, Rong Qian is also a person who does not pay much attention to feelings.

Dr. Rong took more than an hour every afternoon to accompany Yan Lang. To a certain extent, for people of that era, the relationship was already very clear. Although there were also people who wrote love poems in college, the serious people usually went to class and read books together and studied together.

Of course, there are special people in all ages, so I won’t say much about which ones are available for the time being.

I also think that the dozens of pictures are a bit short, and I might write some of them after the wedding, but it hasn't become sweet yet.

The first world is generally written better, haha, because that is the beginning of a book, it can be said to be full of all the inspiration of a book, cough...

The second update ends, see you tomorrow~
Chapter completed!