Ling Lang took her to visit her new residence. When passing by the garden, he saw a gurgling windmill in a rose field. The flower branches were very tall, layered on top of each other, and the petals fell on the field-shaped channel.

In Xia Lan's room, she actually saw a "lamp" thing, and a piano that was even more beautiful than the one she just saw. Exquisite carvings, complicated patterns...

Xia Lan stroked the keys. Perhaps the wood was better and the music was crisper and more pleasant.

Xia Lan sat down and smiled: "Are you just a doctor in modern times?"

Ling Lang leaned against the door, with a layer of glazed bead curtains on both sides, and a rotating wind chime above his head: "What do you mean?" [

"What I mean is that you won't have a side job, such as carpenter, plumber, or..."

Ling Lang walked in: "I learned the principle of light bulbs in junior high school. As for generating electricity, it all depends on the windmill outside. As for the piano, it's really not easy... I have studied it for more than ten years and asked carpenters to do it repeatedly. Now

I always feel like there’s still something missing.”

"It's not bad, it's great to be able to do this!"

"Are you satisfied with this house?"

"Satisfied!" Xia Lan walked under the electric light and looked up at the bright light. "I thought I would never see it in this life! Only with electric lights can we have a night. Candles are useless and can't see anything.

Vaguely."

"How does it feel?"

“Feels like home.”

Looking back, I saw Ling Lang holding his chin and smiling.

"What's wrong?"

"If you like it, then stay here for a long time."

"ah?"

"Do you want me to be more clear?"

No way?! They have only known each other for more than half an hour. She doesn’t know who he is, and he doesn’t know who she is, so she’s sending out such an invitation?! Xia Lan is not a fool, of course she understands
Chapter completed!