"Soerful, here!"

Lin Qingying got out of the car and stood in the cold wind of December in the capital, waved at the solemn hand.

Zhuang Yan trotted over and saw Lin Qingying having a camera hanging around her neck and smiled: "You bring it with you wherever you go?"

"Let's talk about getting in the car." Lin Qingying took his solemn hand, pulled him to the car, and pushed him in.

Zhuangyan felt amused and crying.

In front of Lin Qingying, she always looks like a wooden man.

Lin Qingying got into the car and said to the driver: "Old Hu, go to my grandmother's house."

"Okay, Miss." Lao Hu looked at the solemnity from the reflector.

He was a little surprised.

This is a soldier.

Lao Hu is very familiar with military rank.

Thinking back then, Lin Qingying's father was also a soldier.

"I went to Huilongguan this afternoon to take some photos. I just came back and picked you up." Lin Qingying said, taking off the SLR camera and put it carefully in the photography equipment bag.

Zhuangyan said: "Do you like photography very much?"

"Well, when I was studying abroad, my only hobby was photography. So far, I have taken tens of thousands of photos from more than a dozen countries. I plan to have the opportunity to hold a private photography exhibition in the future." Lin Qingying said: "If possible, I want to work for National Geographic Magazine in the future and be a photographer."

Solemnity knows nothing about photography.

No, it cannot be said that he knows nothing.

Special reconnaissance also has the course of photography, which I have learned solemnly, but there is a big difference between reconnaissance photography and artistic photography in essence.

Lin Qingying looked at Zhuangyan, gently reached out her hand, and took off a small piece of leaves stuck to Zhuangyan's first-class non-commissioned officer rank.

Zhuang Yan still did not listen to Cui Weinan and did not borrow his officer uniform.

His solemn pride made him take it for granted that he would not accept such fraud.

"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Lin Qingying blinked her big watery eyes and looked at her boyfriend like a little fan.

Zhuang Yan felt a little embarrassed.

In the car, after all, the driver Lao Hu is here, Zhuangyan is not the kind of person who can speak intimate words in front of anyone else.

He deliberately opened the topic and asked: "Since you like photography so much, why didn't you apply for an art major?"

He knew that Lin Qingying was studying for a master's degree in business administration at Moda, which was contrary to her interests.

Lin Qingying sighed and said, "Oh, it's all my brother."

"Your brother?"

"Well, you will see him later. My brother is very good." Lin Qingying said: "My father left early, his mother was in poor health, and my brother was supporting him at home. He has his own career, but he thinks I should study business administration and can help him in the future."

Zhuang Yan remembered his brother Zhuang Buping.

Although my parents are alive, my family is also supported by the unjustified family.

Perhaps because the two of them have some similar family experiences, Zhuangyan feels like they are in the same condition.

What kind of person will my future brother-in-law, whom I have never met?

From what I learned from Lin Qingying before, her brother Lin Jianjun is ten years older than Qingying and belongs to the group of people born in the late 1960s.

Since Qingying's father passed away, Lin Jianjun has made a fortune in medical equipment and consumables by himself, acting as a agent for several famous foreign medical brands, and his career has been booming.

I sent my sister to study abroad for this consideration.

Lin Qingying is proficient in several foreign languages, English, Russian, Japanese and T-languages. Lin Jianjun has put all his thoughts in cultivating this sister and takes care of her meticulously.

Today I went to Grandma Lin Qingying's house.

When I was a child, my father frequently adjusted for defense in various places. Although my grandparents were cadres going south, their physical and environmental factors were not convenient to take care of. Therefore, the two brothers and sisters were placed in their grandmother's house in Beijing since childhood.

Grandpa was gone long ago. Grandma was a progressive student who participated in the revolution before liberation. He met his grandpa in Yanshi, the revolutionary holy land. Therefore, in a special decade, he received a shock due to his background and implemented policies after the reform and opening up. In his early years, all the industries belonging to Grandma's family were returned to their hands, but Grandma donated most of them, leaving only one ancestral house.

When Lin Jianguo was in his teens, his father returned to Beijing to work and finally stabilized. Lin Qingying was just born at that time. He lived with his parents in the military compound in the capital and lived a stable life. Unexpectedly, a few years later, his father suddenly became seriously ill and passed away in a few months. His mother was in poor health, so he had to take the child to his grandmother's house for easy care.

Therefore, Lin Qingying spent many of her childhood, adolescent and even adulthood at her grandmother’s house.

This is why she took Zhuang Yan to meet her parents, and the first thing she had to go to was her grandmother's house.

In Lin Qingying's own words: "The old lady is this from our family--"

Then give me a thumbs up to show my grandmother's important position at home.

The car turned around on the road in Beijing City District, and encountered two traffic jams on the road. When it was dark, it finally drove into an alley in Haidian District and stopped in front of a quaint courtyard.

"It's here." Lin Qingying pushed Zhuang Yan excitedly.

Zhuangyan quickly carried the basket of fruits he bought in the county and two boxes of Korean ginseng that he bought in the pharmacy and got out of the car.

When I arrived at the door, I looked at the yard solemnly.

It is very different from the houses I saw in my hometown in the south. In Binhai City, there are some historical buildings, which can be traced back to the French-style buildings in the late Qing Dynasty, and some Soviet-style buildings left behind during the Sino-Soviet friendship period. However, Chinese-style buildings with historical styles did not retain much in Binhai. Most of them were the Soviet-style buildings in the late 1950s and 1960s.

Compared to the small courtyard in front of us, the historical sedimentation is very different.

The blue-gray walls, green leaves sticking out from the walls, and a towering tree. The huge canopy covers most of the courtyard in the entire courtyard, which has a very pleasant smell of a medieval paradise in the downtown area.

When the doorbell rang, someone came to open the door soon.

"Ma Su!"

At the door opened, a woman in her fifties and gray-haired headed with a head of gray hair in an apron was before she could speak, Lin Qingying greeted her first.

He turned around and said to Zhuang Yan: "This is Mama Su that I mentioned to you."

Zhuang Yan remembered it.

Lin Qingying told herself that she had a nanny at home. She invited her to take care of her when she was a child. Later, she was always in the Lin family and now she treats her as her family.

Since she was taking care of Lin Qingying when she was a child, Qingying called her "Mama Su", which felt like a wet nurse.

Ma Su stretched out her neck and looked over Lin Qingying and cast her solemnity behind her.

"Well, this guy is so energetic."

She looked up and down at Zhuang Yan, but forgot to let the door.
Chapter completed!