Chapter Thirty-Eight: Returning Home to Visit Relatives

  Wang Weiye didn't tell Sima Youlan what his parents did. When the car drove through the gate guarded by soldiers, Sima Youlan was stunned by the various Russian buildings in front of her.

  The guards who were resting in the room heard the loud shouts outside and ran out of the room, not knowing what had happened. This is a place where the leader rests and works, whoever dares to come here to make trouble will be finished.

  As soon as they ran out, they saw Wang Weiye shouting and greeting the old soldiers in his squad.

  When Sima Youlan stepped out of the car, the soldiers in the guard of honor were stunned by her beauty.

  The old soldiers who were very familiar with Wang Weiye saw Sima Youlan and didn't know what kind of relationship this beautiful female officer had with Wang Weiye.

  As soon as Wang Weiye entered the house, he was so excited that he forgot about Sima Youlan. When he saw Sima Youlan walking out of the car with an unhappy face, he suddenly remembered. He quickly walked over, held Sima Youlan's small hand, and shouted to the soldiers of the guard class: "Damn it, why don't you call San Sao?"

  All the old soldiers here know that this Third Master, no matter whether they are older or younger, calls him Third Brother when they see him. As soon as Wang Weiye asked them to call her Third Sister-in-law, they immediately understood what kind of person this beautiful female officer was. They opened their mouths and shouted in unison: "Third Sister-in-law is great!"

  Although they called her "Third Sister" on the surface, in their hearts they were thinking: "How did he change wives again? What happened to that little chili pepper? The Third Master of the First Family is good at everything, but the women around him change too frequently. It's like a revolving lantern, changing one batch after another. I really don't understand why these women all look for him.

  Deputy platoon leader Zhao Hu walked up to Wang Weiye, patted him on the shoulder and asked: "Little Three, how did you come back? You've only been a soldier for a few months and you're already running back home. Does the captain know you're back? Why didn't your family receive any notification?"

  For the guards at home, Wang Weiye was very respectful of them. When he heard Zhao's question, he immediately said: "Brother Zhao, I just passed by and came back to take a look. What's wrong, is there no one at home?"

  "Yes. It's been much quieter at home since you left to join the army. Auntie has gone to work, and the leader is attending a meeting today and isn't working from home."

  Zhao Hu said as he pulled Wang Weiye under the house, very carefully asking Wang Weiye: "Little three, what's wrong with you? You've been a soldier for quite some time now, how come you're wearing officer uniform? Haven't you memorized military orders yet? If the chief sees you, you'll get scolded again."

  Wang Weiye thought Zhao Hu had something important to tell him, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of thing. However, he didn't dare take out the documents from his pocket, if Zhao Hu saw them, he would be scared away. Nevertheless, Wang Weiye immediately explained to Zhao Hu, "Damn, Big Brother Zhao! If you can be a squad leader, why can't I be promoted? Let me tell you, Big Brother Zhao, don't look at me with your old eyes, now I'm also a military officer. Otherwise, how would I dare wear this uniform and take my wife home?"

  Zhao Hu heard Wang Weiye's words and looked at Wang Weiye's expression, he knew that Wang Weiye didn't dare to lie at home, so he felt a little unbalanced in his heart. He had been a soldier for six years before being promoted as a cadre by the organization, but this person at home, he was only a soldier for a few months and was already promoted, people are just different.

  Wang Weiye didn't want Sima Youlan to stand there alone, so he took one of her hands in his and carried his backpack with the other, heading towards his own house.

  When Sima Youlan saw the guards here, she felt that something was wrong. She had never heard of a stinky hooligan saying he was a high-ranking official's son.

  Simayoulan was pulled by Wang Weiye, walking on a small road paved with small square stones. Each of these separate Russian buildings had various flowers planted around the houses, and wild grape branches crawled over every building. She seemed to have walked into a fairy tale world, which made Simayoulan, who lived in Jiangnan, feel dizzy.

  The large gate of the house was pulled open by Wang Weiye, and Sima Youlan saw a spacious corridor. The red floor was wiped clean. The walls around were carved with wooden boards from the bottom to one and a half meters high. On the left wall, there were two separate European-style coat racks. On the right-hand wall, two oil paintings, one and a half meters wide and three meters long, were hung. Four deep purple tall double doors faced each other. At the far end of the corridor, there was another large gate.

  Wang Weiye opened the door and took a pair of women's slippers from the shoe rack, handing them to Sima Youlan, who was still in a daze. "Wife, this is our home from now on. Take a closer look after you come in."

  He changed into slippers, and Wang Weiye tossed the backpack in his hand to the corner of the wall, saying to Sima Youlan: "Wife, you can take a look around, I'm going to call my mom."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Weiye pushed open the two large doors of the room on his right hand side, walked to the wine cabinet beside the wall in the right corner of the room, picked up the phone and started dialing.

  Simmer Youlan followed Wang Weiye into the room, and she was immediately stunned by the layout in front of her. The entire room was about 40 square meters, with a large oval table in the center of the floor, covered with white embroidered tablecloths. On the table, there was a porcelain vase filled with various fresh flowers. Next to the table were eight high-backed leather European-style carved chairs. In front and to the right, there were four large windows, with handmade white lace curtains hanging from top to bottom on the European-style window frames, while purple-red velvet curtains hung on both sides, and various potted plants were placed on the windowsills. Around the room, several sets of wooden, purple-red velvet sofas were arranged, and on each tea table, a porcelain ashtray was neatly placed.

  On the left-hand wall, there is a large door that leads to another room. Inside the room, there is a very beautiful floor-to-ceiling fireplace. In the two corners near the entrance, there are two tall triangular wine cabinets, and through the glass of the wine cabinet, you can see all kinds of famous wines from China and abroad.

  On the high roof, a very large European-style chandelier was still suspended. Moreover, around the chandelier, many beautifully patterned glass balls and glass pendants were hung.

  Simayoulan had never seen such luxurious furniture in real life, only in movies. Since she and Wang Weiye became husband and wife, Simayoulan had never asked about Wang's family situation. In her mind, Wang Weiye, that rascal, must not have a good family background. That's why he became a rascal. Simayoulan couldn't even imagine that Wang Weiye's home would be so noble. She was now confused, how could such an aristocratic young master from a prestigious family be a rascal in society?

  Wang Weiye held the phone in his hand, and after a few rings, his mother's voice came from the other end. Hearing his mother's voice, Wang Weiye excitedly shouted loudly: "Mom, it's Xiaosan, I'm back home!"

  Just after the meeting, Liu Dongmei returned to the office and received a phone call. The voice of her beloved son, who had been in the army for more than half a year and had not contacted them for over three months, came from the other end of the line. Hearing that her son was now at home, Liu Dongmei immediately said into the phone, "Xiao San, you really are back home, that's great! I'll call your father right away, don't go anywhere in the house, wait for mom to come back."

  Liu Dongmei hung up the phone and immediately picked it up again to call her husband. Upon learning that Wang He was in a meeting, Liu Dongmei asked his secretary to pass on a message, saying that their precious son had returned from the army and asking Wang He to come home as soon as the meeting was over.

  Wang Weiye hung up the phone and saw Sima Youlan standing at the door, staring blankly. He asked curiously: "Hey, wife, what are you doing standing at the door?"

  Upon hearing Wang Weiye's shout, Sima Youlan finally came to her senses. Excitedly, she was like a little kid and immediately ran into the room, grabbing Wang Weiye's arm and loudly asking: "You stinky rascal, this room is too beautiful! Why didn't you tell me in the base that you're a high-ranking official's son?"

  Seeing Sima Youlan's excited expression, Wang Weiye also felt extremely proud in his heart. He said nonchalantly: "Come on, being a high-ranking official's son is so cool? I didn't feel it at all. Besides, what's there to show off about? My old man may be a high-ranking official, but I'm just a hooligan, nothing to do with him. However, as long as you like our family, that's great. Just don't be like Little Chili Pepper, that stinky girl, she comes here and makes my home a mess. My mom gets a headache whenever she sees her. Now I have no idea what that stinky girl is up to in the army."

  Seeing Wang Weiye's helpless look, Sima Youlan couldn't believe that the younger sister she hadn't met yet would be such a person. She asked very suspiciously: "The stinky girl you mentioned, isn't it Pingping?"

  "Hum! If it's not her, who else could it be? Besides my mom and sister, no other woman has ever set foot in here. You don't know, that stinky girl treated the walls as her canvas. And the clothes she wore, were scattered all over the place. Now the walls are so clean, it must be after I left, my mom couldn't stand it anymore and had the whole place repainted."

  After hearing Wang Weiye's evaluation of Zhang Yaping, Sima Youlan also roughly knew what kind of girl Zhang Yaping was.

  Wang Weiye didn't want to mention those sad past events again. He had mixed feelings of hatred and love for Xiao La Jiao. Holding Sima Youlan's hand, he said: "Let's go, I'll take you on a tour of our home first. This room is the living room, but in this house, the living room is just for show; I've never brought anyone here before."

  Wang Weiye took a short time to lead Sima Youlan through the bedrooms, guest rooms, study, kitchen, dining room and bathroom in his home.

  After familiarizing himself with the room, Wang Weiye took Sima Youlan outside and explained to her: "You have to figure out where our house is, don't be like that stupid girl who has come so many times but still can't find her way around this small courtyard. Sometimes she even gets lost on her way here. I often wonder if one day she'll get confused and won't even be able to find her own home. If she got lost and the police had to bring her back, I'd really suspect there's something wrong with her brain. But the thing is, that little brain of hers is smarter than anyone else's. As soon as she comes here, she immediately becomes an idiot.

  Hehe...... Wang Weiye's words made Sima Youlan burst out laughing. She didn't expect that Zhang Yaping was still a road idiot...