A charming and dangerous character

The bright red flesh was constantly being stirred in the pot.

The perfectly cut ingredients collide with the golden olive oil, so the protein is denatured and the edges are curled, creating a beautiful Medela reaction.

For Qiu Chuyi, who loves cooking, the nutritional value of meat cannot be replaced by other plants or seafood—especially the fresh meat that has just been slaughtered and sent to the kitchen, the firm and tender taste is the best. It is the freshest and most beautiful in the world.

Everyone releases stress in a different way.

For example, cooking delicacies can help Qiu Chuyi relieve pressure from work and life.But the number of cooking times that brought him extreme pleasure did not seem to be many.

The most recent time was probably on a certain day at the beginning of the month-of course, and today.

It seems that what makes him happy is never the ingredients themselves.

After the food in the pot was cooked, Qiu Chuyi took out a tasting spoon to taste the sauce. The smooth and shiny handle of the spoon made his tongue more red.

He picked up the ox knife again, and the sharp blade chopped the basil in an instant, and then put it into another red porcelain amphora together with the washed grains.

"……What is this?"

Cheng Ye, who was bored sitting in the chair, saw these bean-shaped things, and felt a bit like a reduced version of soybeans, and an enlarged version of millet."What did you just put in?" he asked.

Qiu Chuyi put the long knife away, looked at the time, and replied, "Kunoa."

"..." Sure enough, he knew the name and he didn't know what it was, but Cheng Ye didn't want to be underestimated, especially Qiu Chuyi, so he pretended to understand.

Although Qiu Chuyi's long knife looks very sharp and suspicious, it is also obvious that Qiu Chuyi is not stupid, he cannot make such a low-level mistake-even if this is really a murder weapon, it must have been caught by him long ago. Handle it cleanly, otherwise how could it be tampered with under the eyes of the police.

Xu heard Cheng Ye's lack of confidence, Qiu Chuyi put the lid on the pot, and said: "It is a kind of all-protein alkaline food produced in South America. Its nutritional value is no less than that of meat-derived protein and milk-derived protein. It is suitable for For growing children."

Cheng Ye groaned again, apparently not taking this science popularization to heart.

He just stared at the man who was busy in the kitchen, and found that even if this man was cleaning the pot and chopping vegetables, he looked so unearthly.

——Is such a god-like man really the murderer who would kill his wife?

Time flew by, Cheng Ye soon heard the sound of someone walking outside, and the light outside the window was obviously much brighter.

Just when Qiu Chuyi lifted the lid of the pot and the smell of fragrant rice filled the whole kitchen, Cheng Ye heard someone coming downstairs and asking:

"Dad... what are you doing?"

It was a crisp girl's voice, which sounded as sweet as honey.

It should be Qiu Chuyi's daughter who woke up.Cheng Ye looked in the direction of the voice, and sure enough, at the stairs, he saw a little girl who looked sweeter than her voice.

But the little girl's facial features are not as three-dimensional and profound as her father's, but her appearance is as elegant as a Chinese ink painting.Cheng Ye thought, maybe this child looks more like Jiang Nanxi.

"...And this uncle, who is he?"

As Qiu Chuchu approached the kitchen, she looked suspiciously at the stranger in the kitchen—but in Cheng Ye's opinion, the little girl's eyes were definitely not the innocent and friendly eyes that children of this age should have.

It was as if he were a burglar who robbed a house.

In this way, the child is really like her father—he has a strong sense of territory, and he hates all intruders in his heart and even his body.

This uncomfortable scrutiny gave Cheng Ye the urge to show her police ID to scare her.

"Chuchu, this is Dad's friend." But Qiu Chuyi rushed to answer before Cheng Ye could speak: "You should be called Uncle Cheng."

Paying attention to Qiu Chuyi's frequent winks, Cheng Ye immediately understood that his daughter probably didn't know the fact that his mother had been killed.

"Hello, Uncle Cheng." Qiu Chuchu reluctantly said hello, still looked at Cheng Ye in doubt, and believed his father's words after finding that he was really no threat (his hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and his face was sour).

Cheng Ye didn't know Qiu Chuchu's true inner thoughts, and he was still proud of it: Fortunately, he was used to wearing casual clothes at ordinary times, and if there were no important occasions, he would easily not wear the dark blue uniform of the police station

Of course, the exception was the time when I went to see Qiu Chuyi a few days ago, that time he put on the uniform on his own initiative - because he felt that he would look more energetic and handsome in the uniform.

At this time, Qiu Chuyi had already put the food in the pot on the dining table, and he said to his daughter: "Let's eat first, Chuchu, I will take you to school later."

"it is good!"

As soon as the child smelled the aroma, he knew that his father should be cooking the food himself. He excitedly ran to his usual place, saw all the beautiful things on the dining table, and forgot to continue to question Cheng Ye in a blink of an eye—after all, she likes to eat the food made by his father the most!

Although the dining table is the size of an island, there are only four chairs around it.

Qiu Chuchu and Qiu Chuyi sat next to each other, and when it was Cheng Ye's turn to choose, he looked at the two remaining seats - one was next to Qiu Chuchu, which meant that he would look at Qiu Chuyi while eating; the other was Next to Qiu Chuyi, he will see that Qiu Chuchu who hates him as soon as he looks up.

So Cheng Ye chose the latter without hesitation.

He didn't want to eat in front of that handsome face—God only knew if he would be able to eat it!

And if he sat there, he would definitely not be able to control himself, and he didn't know what kind of idiot expression he would show at that time.

But when Qiu Chuchu saw Cheng Ye sitting beside her father, she immediately screamed harshly: "I don't allow you to sit there!"

Cheng Ye was immediately startled by the sound of the little girl breaking through the sky.

"Damn it! That's me—"

Qiu Chuyi interrupted her daughter and said, "Chuchu, this kind of behavior is very rude." Although her eyes were gentle, Qiu Chuchu seemed to be imprisoned, and her screaming stopped abruptly.

Qiu Chuchu still muttered dissatisfiedly: "But Dad, Uncle Cheng's clothes are so dirty, if mom's place is dirty, mom will be angry when she comes back."

She didn't know why, anyway, the first time she saw Cheng Ye, she felt that this uncle was extremely annoying, and couldn't help but target him.

He glanced at Cheng Ye who was wearing a relatively clean T-shirt in his closet: "..."

Of course he understood that Qiu Chuchu told him deliberately - he didn't expect this little girl to be difficult and annoying, and she was so "vicious" at such an age, she would definitely be a vicious girl when she grew up!

Therefore, he sat in the "mother of the family" position of Qiu's family with peace of mind, and tasted the food cooked by Qiu Chuyi with relish.

Even though Qiu Chuchu was very dissatisfied with Cheng Ye in private, when eating, the little girl still ate quietly and well-bred.

Until she tasted that today’s quinoa rice is different from before, the color of the rice grains seems to be fuller, and the taste seems to be more mellow, so she asked her father: “Dad, is there anything added to today’s quinoa rice? It tastes better Already!"

The child's sensitive taste buds are also exactly the same as his father.

"Chuchu's guess is right, I did add some beef bone soup boiled the day before yesterday." Although Qiu Chuyi answered her daughter's question, her eyes turned to Cheng Ye beside her: "Now can I explain the gas consumption that day? ?”

After speaking, a smile appeared on his lips, and the arc was very charming.

Qiu Chuchu couldn't understand the rest of his father's answer, but Cheng Ye immediately realized what Qiu Chuyi said.

But—who knows whether what he said is true or not?

The juicy and plump meat is chewed repeatedly in the mouth, the temporal muscles and masseter muscles are constantly active, and he is not in the mood to savor why these delicacies are outstanding. Cheng Ye thought absently: it is really hard to fight against cunning adults.

Because Qiu Chuyi also made other soups, in the middle of the meal, as the host, he took the initiative to get up to serve soup for the guests.

Looking at the white jade-like thick soup in the bone china bowl, at first I didn't see what was used to boil it, but I could only smell the fresh fragrance of fish.

But after tasting it, Cheng Ye found out that it was actually his favorite tilapia, and he sincerely praised: "Tilapia is not easy to handle, the heat should be quite difficult to master, right? But you stew this soup really well!"

However, after Qiu Chuchu saw her father delivering the soup, she put down the tableware in her hand: "Dad, you used to say that Chuchu is a child who needs help from adults—" She curled her mouth, and said unhappily, "You don't usually give it to me." Mom serves soup..."

Qiu Chuyi responded lightly: "Because Mr. Cheng is a guest."

"But the guests who came to the house in the past always took the initiative to serve soup for Dad..." Qiu Chuchu retorted in a low voice again, and then looked at Cheng Ye resentfully.

At this time, Cheng Ye suddenly became energetic, and the artistic cells in his whole body were extremely active.

According to the treasure book he had seen on the Internet, he said with a slightly exaggerated expression, as if surprised: "Oh, Mr. Qiu! I drank the soup you personally served for me. Your daughter won't be angry with me, right?"

These words sounded a little weird, but Cheng Ye pretended to be very innocent.

Qiu Chuyi also raised his eyes and saw that his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were like the West Lake under the mist and rain, and there was an unconcealable pain and pity in his charm - this expression was not abrupt on Cheng Ye's clear face, He also doesn't show a female appearance, but it makes people feel inexplicably that he is being targeted, and he has no fault at all.

It seems that Cheng Ye is not only proficient in green language, but even his acting skills have won the true biography of "Green Tea Collection".

Cheng Ye looked at Qiu Chuchu, his gaze was full of provocation—green tea and villain, this match is perfect!

And Qiu Chuchu seemed to be completely defeated by this cheeky uncle, and for a long while didn't know how to fight back.

After all, people need face and tree skin. I didn't expect Cheng Ye to run naked when he let himself go.

Not knowing what came to mind, Qiu Chuyi smiled silently, as if it was because of Cheng Ye's naive behavior with the child just now.

The warm sunshine slanted on the face, and the world seemed to be overwhelmed by this sincere smile from the heart, and time seemed to be paused.

As everyone knows, this smile is more dazzling than the dazzling sunlight in Cheng Ye's eyes.

So this breakfast, Cheng Ye ate it with gusto, while Qiu Chuchu gritted his teeth. Among the three, only Qiu Chuyi was considered normal.

Suddenly, there was a loud "beep" sound outside, which sounded like the sound of some kind of electrical appliance after it was powered off and reset.

The other two were puzzled, but Qiu Chuyi knew very well that this was a signal for the community to resume power supply after a power outage.

"Okay, it's time for me to go." It's useless to wait too long, Cheng Ye got up and wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then said to Qiu Chuyi: "I'm sorry to bother you today, thank you Mr. Qiu for your hospitality!"

I can't remember how long I haven't had such a relaxing meal.Qiu Chuyi was still polite, but his smile seemed to be warmer: "Mr. Cheng is polite, I hope the food is still to your liking."

Soon Cheng Ye came to the entrance to change his shoes, and suddenly mentioned: "By the way, Mr. Qiu, do you know Director Song of the Provincial Public Security Bureau?"

Time freezes again, the air seems to freeze, and the happy atmosphere just now is gone in an instant.

Qiu Chuyi sensitively sensed that there must be another layer of meaning in Cheng Ye's words, so she didn't make any response, and the expression on her face remained calm.

"He is in the same high school as us but a few grades higher than you. Song Zhengrong's father—I heard that he seems to be retiring recently." Cheng Ye explained with a smile.

"Oh, is it?" Qiu Chuyi was also laughing: "It seems that Mr. Cheng has misunderstood. I don't know much about this kind of thing. After all, I am just a businessman and not in politics."

"Then I have to remind you, be careful when using a knife these days—" Cheng Ye held the door with his hand, unwilling to let Qiu Chuyi close it easily.He still had a smile on his face, and continued to have a deep meaning: "You know the idiom that the sword is not old, right? The closer the change of office is, the more the focus of attention will be on cracking down on crime."

"I wish you well, Mr. Qiu."

Cheng Ye brazenly waved at Qiu Chuchu, who was still angry, as if he wasn't the one who teased the children just now: "There are still children, I hope we will have a 'soon'!"