Need for Agent

Chapter 294

Chapter 294

Luo Yu walked on the sidewalk and looked at the residential area not far away, and couldn't help but lament the low-key life of Xia Jing's parents.

Look at the commercial houses that have been at least 5 or 6 years old, and the walls are covered with green creepers, but it has already entered autumn, and the creepers look a little weak.

Under the watchful eye of the guard, Luo Yushi walked into this little-known residential area. This place can only be regarded as upper-middle class in Zhonghai. Except for the quiet environment, there is nothing special about it.

Of course, this place is not just for anyone to live in. The license plate numbers of the various cars parked outside illustrate this point.

The government's image and face project still needs to be done. Government staff can't live in too high-end residential areas, and they must have an image of being honest and honest.

Luo Yu just saw Xia Jing's car at the parking lot, the red one was very dazzling, Luo Yu shook her head, this girl didn't know how to keep a low profile, and bought such a big villa by herself on the side of Huanshan.

According to the address provided by Xia Jing, Luo Yu walked to the bottom of a building and raised her head to look upstairs. Xia Jing said it was the third floor. Luo Yu looked at the window on the third floor. The window was closed tightly. Put some fresh vegetables, the green is very eye-catching.

"It should be that one." Luo Yu saw that it was almost time, and then walked up the stairs.

Not long after pressing the doorbell, I heard Xia Jing's voice from inside: "Here we come."

After opening the door, Xia Jing's face was a little flushed. Today she was wearing a bright yellow blouse, green tights, and her hair was tied into a refreshing ponytail. She looked like a blooming Persian dahlia, stunning Without losing the grace of an oriental woman.

"Come in." Xia Jing was very reserved at home, and took the slippers for Luo Yu.

"Sister, you are so beautiful today." When walking past Xia Jing, Luo Yu suddenly put her face up and took a sniff, which startled Xia Jing.

"You're going to die." Xia Jing was ashamed and happy at the same time, a touch of pink bloomed on her face.

"Xiao Luo is here." Mama Xia greeted her with a smile. Mama Xia was wearing an apron and wiping her hands on a rag.It looked like he was busy cooking in the kitchen just now.

"Hello, Auntie." Luo Yu got a little late, and made a full gesture, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble." Mother Xia looked at Luo Yu with a smile, her eyes reminded Luo Yu of a saying: "Mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes her."

"Bei Bei, why don't you bring tea to Xiao Luo." Mother Xia glared at Xia Jing.

"Oh." Xia Jing said to Luo Yu and ran into the kitchen.

"Xiao Luo, come and sit." Xia's mother led Luo Yu into the living room, "Beibei and I are cooking in the kitchen, and your uncle is practicing calligraphy in the study over there. You can talk to him later."

Luo Yu responded, and looked around at this relatively spacious living room. The area of ​​Xia Jing's parents' house was about 140 square meters, and there were not many furniture, but everything was antique, with a thick marble square table. Luo Yu brushed his fingers over the carved dragon head on the armrest of the guest's mahogany carved chair, and the faint fragrance of mahogany floated into his nose.

Several sets of calligraphy and paintings were hung on the wall. Luo Yu didn't know much about this aspect, so she took the tea from Xia Jing and said thank you, then continued to look at the picture of ladies from all over the world on the wall.

"Luo Yu." Seeing that her mother was not looking at her now, Xia Jing gently tugged at a corner of Luo Yu.

"What?" Luo Yu glanced at Mama Xia from the corner of her eyes, and then looked at Xia Jing.

"I told my parents that you are me, at the same time, from the Department of Civil Affairs, don't talk about it later, and my father likes calligraphy and painting very much, you can understand if you pretend a little bit, don't take yourself as a hooligan Come out." Xia Jing said quickly while looking at her mother constantly, for fear of being seen by her mother.

"Well, I know, go get busy." Seeing the furnishings in this house, Luo Yu could roughly guess what kind of character Xia Jing's father was.

"Bei Bei, come cook with me." Mother Xia pulled Xia Jing over and smiled at Luo Yu, "Little Luo, treat this place as your own home, whatever you want, go talk to your uncle."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, Auntie." Luo Yu nodded.

Mother Xia and Xia Jing went into the kitchen to continue cooking. Luo Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the house again. After taking a sip of tea, he walked towards the study that Mother Xia pointed to just now.

According to Luo Yu's observation, Xia's father should be a very serious person and meticulous in his work. This can be seen from the fact that the house is spotless and everything is neatly placed. There are calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and they are ink paintings. Yu guessed that Xia's father should be a kind of arty literati, with a noble personality.

An honest and proud government official?Luo Yu couldn't help laughing. There are several officials with clean buttocks, especially Xia's father who is close to the peak of power. You must know that in today's society, officials also want to be clean, but the surrounding environment does not allow him to do so. Do.

If you don't accept the so-called benefits from others, they will collude with another group of people to get you out of office, so in order to keep their positions, the officials are also suffering.

Political struggles are cruel, and it can even be said that they cannibalize people without spitting out their bones. Luo Yu can only sigh for these people, intrigue all day, and don't know if they are tired.

Father Xia should be the kind of person who can only find the peace in his heart in landscape calligraphy and painting.

Walking to the door of the study room, the wooden door is ajar, and through the crack of the door, one can see a slightly fat body reading madly at the desk, leaving a wild grass on the white rice paper.

"That aura is still a little bit." Luo Yu curled her lips, "But compared to the old man, he is less domineering. He hasn't let go completely, obviously he is still a little hesitant." Luo Yu thought of his grandfather, The sturdy commander who suppressed the bandits in Shanxi back then was born as a soldier, and compared with the cultural people now, he really feels a little different.

After knocking lightly on the concealed door three times, Luo Yu pushed the wooden door open only when she heard the sound of "come in" from inside.

The study room is very large, but a table takes up two-thirds of the space, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of high-quality ink. On the table are the four treasures of the study, which follow the owner's usual style and are neatly placed.

There are also some wild grasses that have not been framed on the walls on all sides. Luo Yu glanced at the corner of his eye and saw "Mr. Nanshan" written on the lower right corner. It seems that Xia's father even gave himself a nickname.

After finishing the cursive writing, Father Xia put the pen on the inkstone and looked up at Luo Yu.

"Hello, Uncle." Luo Yu today is a good contemporary young man who is polite and educated.

Xia's father nodded in satisfaction: "Little Luo, come and see how the Tang Yin's Peach Blossom Temple song I just wrote."

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