eat meat every day

Both were stunned.

The third young lady caught fire in the early morning of the first day of the new year, but the sausage was stolen on the morning of the third day of the new year.The time is wrong.

Zou Yi rolled her eyes, lowered her voice and asked Dongshan, "Have you seen the size of that package of sauced meat?"

Dongshan knew what he was thinking and nodded: "A dog can't finish a meal."

Then it was indeed the Fourth Miss of the Yang family who stole it in order to cover up the evidence, and even stole some shiitake mushrooms to pretend to be a greedy little snitch.

Where were the remaining sausages, since they hadn't died in the flames?

It must be an extremely safe, extremely hidden place that will not be noticed or found out.

Qing Yu looked around and suddenly laughed lowly.

He bowed to Baolu and said: "The poor monk asks Miss Fourth for permission."

Baolu nodded her chin: "Say."

"If I ask someone to turn over the soil in this greenhouse, please don't mind Fourth Miss."

Baolu nodded in agreement.

Yang Ruohua struggled violently because she was too strong, and Baolu almost got away from her. Yang Ruohua stared at Qing Yu with eyes wide open: "How dare you!"

Qing Yu smiled calmly: "Why don't I dare?"

"That's my greenhouse! Who dares to touch the flowers I planted for Qiongying!"

When she broke free, the hairpin fell off, and her jet-black hair hung over her shoulders, which set off her red eyes and white skin, showing a kind of hysterical madness.

Miss Yang Si was a lively person in the Chen family, and because she was the daughter of the Yang family, she had a terrifying aura when she stood there, and the servants who came in did not dare to move for a while.

Qing Yu didn't urge her, just smiled and took a sip of tea from Zou Yi's hand, but was kicked by Zou Yi.

The two were messing around on their own, but Baolu didn't have much in the way of it, her expression sank when she saw the servant standing there in a daze.

She said loudly: "Find out whether your surname is Chen or Yang, do it!" The servant looked at each other, and heard Baolu shouting unbearably: "Do it! A bunch of trash!"

Then shyly began to dig the soil.

Her face was livid with anger, thinking of Zou Yi's interrogation a few days ago, and found that [-]% of the interrogators had gambled on New Year's Eve. If they hadn't been so lax, Yang Ruohua might not have had a chance, and her third sister... might not have died.

Yang Ruohua had already closed her eyes, her eyes were black and bruised and swollen. Thinking about it, she hadn't slept well in the past few days. She pressed her body against the wall, and although she didn't say a word, the girl's chest heaved violently.

Baolu glanced at her and moved away, knowing in her heart that no matter whether Zou Yi and the others could find evidence this time, there would be a huge rift between her and Ruohua, the Chen family and the Yang family, and the so-called friendship between Qin and Jin would no longer exist.

Qing Yu has a unique talent for beating. He asked someone to help the table up, cleaned the broken porcelain, and brought melons and fruit refreshments back. Not in the mood, only he ate happily.

Zou Yi felt her eyes hurt when she looked at it, she couldn't bear to pull his sleeve under the table, Qing Yu looked at him, and saw Zou Yi said with a toothache on her face, "You...give me a little."

Qing Yu grinned and said: "Almost a little bit is a little bit short, the poor monk is not good at arithmetic, please clarify with Dr. Zou."

Zou Yi pinched his thigh with a blank expression.

Qing Yu hissed in a low voice, and begged him for mercy, Dong Shan watched for a while and felt his eyes sore, he had no choice but to turn his eyes to the flowers and plants in the greenhouse.

Those beautiful and delicate flowers were ruthlessly overturned to the ground, exposing the dark and dirty soil inside.

Although the greenhouse is not big, it is also not small. Baolu was afraid that the sausage would be cut into pieces, so she specially ordered her servants to sieve the soil carefully. They went to the main hall for dinner and invited Yang Ruohua, she only wanted to stay in the room, but Baolu couldn't help it, so several people took care of her and brought food for her.

She sneered, threw the food on the ground, then closed her eyes again, with a pale face, not knowing what she was thinking.

No one cared what she was thinking.

When the three of them were eating and drinking halfway, the old lady had already finished eating, she turned her head and asked about Baolu's incident, Baolu gave a rough account of the matter, and the old lady couldn't help frowning when she heard what she did.

"The Fourth Miss of the Yang family is at most half a suspect. How can you lock her up like a prisoner? She is the daughter of the Yang family."

Although Baolu is usually very smart, when she came to her mother, she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I invited her several times, but she refused to come, so I asked the servants to bring the food to the room..."

"Nonsense!" The old lady slapped the table and scolded, "You talked to her like that before, and you definitely condemned her. How could she agree to come to eat if she wanted to save her face? You are doing this to my Chen family. Land, this matter spread out later, everyone said that we do not rely on evidence..."

Qing Yu was gnawing on a golden chicken thigh, because she didn't want to care about the dirty things of the Chen family, but the more she listened, the more she blamed Sang and scolded Huai, so he sighed, thinking that I wouldn't let me have a good meal, and said: "The old lady is serious. The fourth lady is just a loving sister. It may be a coincidence that these things are separated, but the probability of a coincidence is not great when they all collide together."

The old lady paused, and squinted at him: "Ruohua is our guest after all, if there is no definite evidence, we still need to treat him politely."

Qing Yu laughed with a half-hearted smile: "Old Madam, Miss San is still your own daughter."

There was silence at the dinner table, Baolu saw the awkward atmosphere and quickly smoothed things over: "What mother taught me is that I didn't think carefully, so I went to apologize to Ruohua after I finished eating." At the same time, she ordered the kitchen to make more dishes that Ruohua liked. Side dishes to eat.

This meal was already a little later than the usual dinner, and the sky had completely sunk after eating, as dark as a frozen inkwell, cold and hard.

Zou Yi and Qing Yu Dongshan huddled in the room together, eating some snacks around a brazier, and Dongshan showed Zou Yi his unique skill - throwing food.

I saw Dongshan's two lotus root-like fingers holding a peanut and tossing it into the air. He raised his head and opened his mouth, and the red-skinned peanut fell firmly into his mouth.

According to Dongshan's own explanation: In the past, life was poor, and there was really nothing to eat, so it is more interesting to eat this way.

But Qingyu secretly told him: Dongshan heard the nonsense of the master and thought that he could lose weight by doing this, eating while throwing it away, killing two birds with one stone.

In addition to peanuts, Dongshan also tossed candied melon seeds, red dates, etc., and tried all the foods without soup in them.Zou Yi also looked very surprised, and asked: "Look at you, it seems that practice makes perfect, what is the smallest food you have thrown away?"

Dongshan said: "Fried rice."

"What about the biggest food?"

Dongshan's expression was troubled, but Qingyu had already burst out laughing.Qing Yu laughed so hard that her chest and ribs hurt, she gasped again and again, and said while laughing: "Master used to cook a braised vegetarian fish, but it tasted better than meat, we can't eat meat once a year, he was so excited I volunteered to serve the plate, but I forgot the threshold, the plate of freshly baked braised vegetarian fish was in the air—” Qing Yu couldn’t stop laughing and gestured, “It’s flying up, even the soup and the naked eye can’t see it. When it landed, Dongshan jumped up and grabbed the fish in a hurry—and was slapped by the fish's tail."

The corners of Zou Yi's mouth couldn't help curling up when he heard half of it, and after barely listening, he leaned aside with Qing Yu and laughed.

Dongshan pursed his lips, snorted, and speeded up his chewing. After the two of them finished laughing, they saw that half of the desserts on the table were gone.

Qing Yu was furious on the spot: "Wow brat, you agreed to lose weight. If you go on like this, you will be heavier than a pig. If we have nothing to eat in the future, we will kill you to make rations!"

Dongshan is used to being silent when he is criticized by his senior brother, but this time his old background was exposed, and he became angry from embarrassment. Besides, the senior brother is lying on the bed with broken arms and legs. It is the time when the old goblin is weakest, so he does not fight at this time. When he rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight him for three hundred rounds, who would have expected that there would be a knock on the door as soon as he rolled up his sleeves.

Dongshan reluctantly went to open the door, but saw that it was Baolu.

Baolu's face sank like water: "I never found any sausages that were drugged in the greenhouse."

Everyone who was making a fuss was taken aback.

Dongshan murmured: "How is it possible?"

Zou Yi said in a low voice: "Miss Si, are you sure that your subordinates didn't cut corners during the investigation?"

Baolu glanced at him, seeming to be dissatisfied with his words and frowned: "I rushed to supervise the work after dinner, and I did it very meticulously. Except for the soil for the greenhouse, we also used all the soil in Ruohua's yard. Turned over, nothing at all."

Zou Yi frowned, tapping the table with her index finger one after another.

Impossible, although I don't know why Yang Ruohua didn't destroy the sausage immediately, and delayed it until the third day of the new year, but the evidence points to her directly. Suspicious—then where did she hide the sausage?

Qing Yu suddenly said: "Did she ever go out of Chen's house in the past five days, or burn paper in the yard?"

Baolu knew what he was thinking, shook her head, and lowered her voice subconsciously: "No, she was very sad when my third sister went, don't tell me that she never left the door of the Chen family, even people from the Yang family came to her once." I didn't even meet her before, and I just drove her away. As for the yard, I confirmed with the handyman in the yard, and I only know that she lives in the room every day."

Dongshan asked: "Could it be that she threw the sausage in the brazier and burned it? She stayed in the house, and no one saw the movement."

Zou Yi frowned and denied it: "Impossible, how long does it take to burn the sausage to ashes, and it will smell so fragrant, I'm afraid the handyman who sweeps the floor has already noticed the abnormality."

The warm, spring-like interior presents a deathly silence.

Only the charcoal fire ignited a few clicks, emitting some orange sparks and popularity.

Baolu stared at the piece of tea floating in the teacup in a daze, and said for a while, "How many people really think that Ruohua is the murderer who killed my third sister?" She looked around, and the three were silent, and she couldn't help but confirm repeatedly. , "Do you really think she is? There is no room for maneuver?"

Zou Yi looked at her, even if Taoyuan Village was headed by a daughter, she was only a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, she was in the age of cardamom, with a small pointed face, her eyes were big and bright, so wide open When looking at people, he looks a little helpless and pitiful.

She asked one last time, almost begging: "Is it really her?"

Men always have to be soft-hearted towards girls, so they avoid her gaze after listening to it, and seem to be able to see a flower by just staring at the ground.

Zou Yi was the first to speak. He said: "Actually, it's not necessarily true. Even if the evidence is found, it can only show that Miss Yang is the one who drugged, the gangster who poured oil on Miss Third..."

He intended to comfort him, but he felt that something was wrong while talking, and the weirdness that was deliberately ignored in his heart was picked out little by little.

He called out in a low voice: "Qing Yu."

Qing Yu glanced at him, nodded and said quickly: "Miss Si knows that this sausage was not available in the morning of the third day of junior high school."

Baolu almost burst into tears when she said that, her nose was sore and she was sniffing carefully without anyone noticing, she didn't react at first, and then said in a daze: "But my third sister was ugly when she was in the first grade of junior high school... she got angry .”

"Why didn't she throw the sausage on the fire, instead of taking the risk of stealing it out afterwards? You know that there are many dreams in the night, and if someone dishonest steals the sausage, she will be exposed. Unless..."

Unless she forgot about it for a while, and it took a long time before she hurriedly remembered it.

What could make her forget such a big event?

That's Miss San's death.

But Miss San's death was planned by her alone, and there was no reason to disturb her mood because of the instant result.

Dongshan sighed: "Could it be that we have investigated too many cases these days, making us suspicious?"

Qing Yu rolled his eyes, and was about to say fart right away, but before he could say the words in a correct voice, the servants knocked on the door.

The servant said out of breath: "Miss Si, something is wrong! The Yang family came to see Miss Yang Si, and Miss Yang told me about this matter, and now they are arguing in front of the old lady!"