Sourness

When I woke up, the torrential rain that had been raging all night had stopped, and the strong wind was still roaring tirelessly over the city. Scattered all over the ground.

The flowers and plants in the garden were all seedlings, the thin branches were broken, and the two camellias under the steps were directly blown into bare commanders.The big trees in and out of the courtyard were leaning in one direction, with a sense of grievance that they were bullied but did not dare to resist, looking pitiful.

The dark clouds hadn't dissipated yet, and a mass of dark clouds weighed heavily in the air, driven by the strong wind, rolling up unwillingly.Occasionally, there will be a slight whitening of the sky in the gaps between the dark clouds.

Because of the bad weather, Miyue gave her aunt a holiday from yesterday, so she naturally had to cook her own breakfast.

There are many things going on recently, Lin Qingshan hasn't had a good rest, and Jing Rong just came back from a long journey and needs to rest, so Mi Yue didn't call them.

After Mi Yue tidied herself up, she quietly went to the kitchen to cook the porridge first.

There are also steamed buns and flower rolls that my aunt made in advance in the refrigerator, which can be eaten after steaming.Mi Yue only needs to mix two more side dishes.

This is simple, and Mi Yue is completely capable of it.

He is going to mix a cucumber, fungus, and onion.Lin Qingshan's taste is mild, fresh vegetables are washed and cut up, a little salt and a few drops of balsamic vinegar are enough.

As for Jing Rong's taste, Mi Yue really doesn't know.However, there are salted duck eggs made by my aunt at home, as well as pickled vegetable fermented bean curd bought in the supermarket. If you choose randomly, you can always find something that suits your taste.

The rice grains were churning in the casserole, Mi Yue turned off the fire, and Jing Rong came out of the room.He was still wearing Miyue's T-shirt and trousers, and because he had just taken a shower, his hair was still damp with moisture.

A good night's sleep had fully recovered his body, and he looked refreshed, with sparkling eyes.Seeing Miyue wearing an apron, he smiled, "Can you still cook?"

"Underestimate people?" Mi Yue moaned dissatisfied, "I can also make sweet and sour pork ribs."

Although it's not very delicious.

Jing Rong laughed again.

He couldn't explain why, as if seeing him, his mood became light and sweet, as if a large ball of cotton candy was stuffed into his chest.He also thinks that Miyue is so cute when he washes the dishes. Seeing him stir the rice porridge in the pot with a spoon, he can't help laughing. Stir in.

then……

He was kicked out of the kitchen by the enraged Mi Yue.

"It's unreasonable." Mi Yue went back angrily and continued to mix cold dishes, and when everything in the kitchen was almost cleaned up, she proudly ordered Jing Rong to see if Lin Qingshan was up.

Jing Rong flicked his tail and went happily.

Mi Yue sat down and swiped her phone, and saw that the Internet was talking about the storm last night, where there was stagnant water, where the underground shopping malls were flooded, etc., and some people posted some photos and videos.

There are also photos sent by Qin Zhao. The lake behind their house is full, and the water overflows, almost covering their yard. Fortunately, the foundation of the house is relatively high.If it weren't for the two steps under the eaves, the water might flood into the house.

Then there was Xi Shuo's message, saying that his small yard could no longer be seen, and that he was going to close the business and tidy it up for a few days.

He also painstakingly matched a picture for him, looking out from the balcony, the whole backyard became a pond.The edge of the balcony also has traces of being soaked by water.

Miyue sympathized with him very much, it is not so easy to clean such a yard, the water is drained, and there are all kinds of silt and all kinds of garbage brought by the storm.

Scrolling down, it was Feng Qiao's message to him: I'm free, buddies, and I'll come out for a drink in two days.

There was also a series of hahaha and a laughing villain on his hips.

Mi Yue looked amused, so she simply called and asked what he meant by freedom.Unexpectedly, no one answered the phone call.

Looking at the time, it was almost the message Jing Rong sent when he ran over last night.

Mi Yue felt a little uneasy, so she simply called Xi Shuo to ask about the situation.

Xi Shuo's call was quickly connected.

The voice on the other side of the phone was chaotic, as if Xi Shuo was directing the staff to do their work.As soon as the phone was connected, he began to complain to Miyue that a warehouse was flooded and several bags of dry goods were lost.

Mi Yue comforted him a few words, then asked him if he knew the news about Feng Qiao, "He left me a message, saying that he was free."

"I know this." Xi Shuo said with a smile: "His grandfather was persuaded by the family doctor a few days ago and planned to move to the nursing home in Houshan."

Mi Yue suddenly realized.In the Feng family, Mr. Feng is now suppressing the juniors in the family not to run around. Once Mr. Feng leaves the city, these juniors will be herding sheep.

"I don't know what's going on with his family." Mi Yue was a little worried about Feng Qiao's safety, after all, he had personally seen this kid being plotted against.

"His house is tightly guarded, and outsiders can't find out." Speaking of this, Xi Shuo was also very helpless, "Juniors like Aqiao, know limitedly. People outside said that his uncle had an accident, and he himself met Those things... were actually angered by the enemy. Everyone guessed that Grandpa Feng had offended someone back then and was revenged."

Mi Yue actually felt the same way.First, someone harmed Feng Qiao, and then shifted the target to deal with his uncle, which inevitably gave people a feeling: as long as it was a junior of the Feng family, anyone could be harmed.

However, Mr. Feng was very stubborn and refused to cooperate with the police to explain the situation.Now I don't know if this matter of revenge and revenge has been resolved.

"I called him and no one answered," Mi Yue said, "So I asked you."

Xi Shuo also couldn't think of what Feng Qiao could do other than sleep late in the early morning, "Okay, I'll contact him later, and I'll tell you later."

Mi Yue hung up the phone and saw Lin Qingshan coming out with Jing Rong.Although he had only woken up not long ago, his face was tired, as if he hadn't had a good rest all night.

Mi Yue didn't dare to ask more questions, so she had to call everyone over for dinner first.

Speaking of it, he was also a little guilty, because the weather was so bad last night, he leaned next to Master, and he fell into a deep sleep.I vaguely remember that Lin Qingshan seemed to be smoking in the middle of the night, but when he got up in the morning, he seemed to be fast asleep

Lin Qingshan was in low spirits, and he didn't have so much time to look at Jing Rong's dislike.Coupled with the fact that the little disciple is attentive and well-behaved, he cooked breakfast to his liking, and after eating a bowl of warm millet porridge, his complexion finally improved.

Seeing that his appetite was not bad, Mi Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.During this period of time, Lin Qingshan couldn't eat or sleep well, and his temper became more irritable. Sometimes Mi Yue felt that she was coaxing him by treating him like a little pearl.

But it's impossible not to coax her, seeing him embarrassing herself there, Mi Yueshe had no choice but to take care of him.

He felt that his master's trip down the mountain was really a wrong decision. He was originally a wild crane sucking the wind and drinking dew in the deep mountains and old forests, but now he was forced to be trapped in the dusty world of mortals.

Miyue was thinking about what nutritious things he could make to supplement Lin Qingshan when his aunt was away, when Jing Rong asked about Zhao Mo's funeral in a very nonchalant manner.

Mi Yue kicked him angrily under the table.

Jing Rong turned to look at him inexplicably.

Mi Yue mouthed and scolded him: Big mouth!Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!

Jing Rong, "..."

Lin Qingshan didn't see the lawsuit between the two young people, and sighed, "We're all waiting for news from the police. We won't be able to claim the body until they've finished checking..."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Lin Qingshan was in a bad mood again.Zhao Mo and his wife have already made arrangements for their death. Except for a few antiques for the students as souvenirs, the houses they live in and the collections they have collected for half their lives will be donated to the Antiques Association.

It was Lin Qingshan's thought of this that made him feel so depressed.Zhao Mo may be confused and doesn't know how to know people, but his feelings for the Antique Association are unquestionable.

Mi Yue was searching in her mind, trying to find a suitable topic to interrupt, when his cell phone rang.

Mi Yue got up and went to the low cabinet next to her to pick up her mobile phone, and found that it was Xi Shuo calling, so she guessed that he had contacted Feng Qiao.Probably because the boy was so surprised by being free, so he was so excited that he stayed up in the middle of the night and couldn't get up in the morning.

When the phone was connected, Xi Shuo's voice was unusually dignified, "Miyue, something happened at Fengqiao's house."

Mi Yue, "..."

Is it because too many accidents have happened recently?Mi Yue was very surprised that when she heard the word "accident", she didn't feel terrified.

And it's still closed...

Think about Feng Qiao who was tampered with in the car back then, his uncle who got into an accident while driving...

Mi Yue rubbed her temples, feeling a dull pain in her head, "Who happened? Seal the bridge..."

"It's okay to close the bridge," Xi Shuo said, "It's his grandfather... Last night, the nursing home caught fire, the building where his grandfather lived. The fire was so big that half the building was burned..."

No matter how dull Mi Yue was, she could still hear something wrong here, "It's raining so heavily, can it still burn?"

"The police said it was arson," Xi Shuo said, "there were things that helped to burn the fire. When the accident happened, there were six other people in the building besides Grandpa Feng, two nannies lived next door to him, and the remaining four The bodyguards live downstairs... none of them came out."

Mi Yue started to have a headache again, "It's that enemy of the Feng family, right? Mr. Feng had an accident just after he moved out... By the way, we have to find out who persuaded him to move out..."

"Miyue!" Xi Shuo stopped his divergence, "Feng Qiao thought so at first, but the police said that there might not be such a complicated layout, it was just a simple and rude revenge. Because the people in their family They all received text messages from the Chou family, saying that he has only one enemy, and that is Grandpa Feng. Once Grandpa Feng dies, all grievances and grievances will be wiped away, and he will not cause trouble for the Feng family in the future."

Mi Yue was dumbfounded, "When did you receive it?"

"Last night." Xi Shuo sighed, "Feng Qiao showed me the text message he received...I'll send it to you later. The text message said that he wanted to take revenge and kill all his enemies. Old Feng It's the second."

Mi Yue shuddered, "The second one?"

He felt a chill running up from the soles of his feet, quickly spread over his back, and rushed all the way up to the Tianling Cap, freezing his whole body in place, unable to move.

"Yes." Xi Shuo said: "Because it was also a fire, the police suspect that the same person committed the crime with Mr. Zhao's case."

Mi Yue's hands trembled a little, "You mean everyone in the Feng family has received text messages?"

"It's not all of them," Xi Shuo thought for a while, "I heard from Feng Qiao that his mother didn't receive it, nor did his aunt and his cousins... I don't know. Is it because of the reason why these women don't take care of things in the Feng family? Ah, this one is just a wild guess. Because Aqiao also muttered, saying that these women just spend money at home and don't care about business matters .”

After finishing speaking, he heard Mi Yue panting heavily on the other end of the phone.

"Miyue?"

Mi Yue replied with some difficulty, "No...it's all right."

Right now, his mind is completely muddled, he can't think about anything, and there is only one sentence in his mind: Why does Lin Qingshan also receive text messages? !

Obviously he has nothing to do with the Feng family.

The author has something to say:

It is indeed the second target of revenge~~~