Himemoto's interpretation

"The old hen that has been raised for three years is killed in the morning and stewed in soup. Don't fry it. This chicken doesn't taste good after being fried."

"The big old ginseng that Chang Ying asked me to bring is just right for Xiao Xia to stew chicken."

"Xiaokang, take a few fruits to wash in the back, and tell Master Cai that the fish fillets are thinner, and so is the meat."

"The ribs are marinated, and the chicken in that box is also taken to the refrigerator."

"..."

Mr. Ha heard the old hen that was killed and ran up to the fourth floor, and Xiaoer Ha held the screaming chicken to protest "I am a vegetarian", and heard Xingqi "inadvertently" mention that children who are vegetarian at noon are more likely to encounter water. Elf, rushed into the bathroom, and couldn't hold back.

No one pulls her away.

The very important guest was four-fifths old and brought a bunch of presents.

But the gifts are a bit special—red meat and white meat, colorful fruits and vegetables, all placed on the table in front of the garden.

Sister Su and Xi Xiuwan flipped through each other's photos to see which ones were suitable for matching.Mr. Tan was picky about the young master, saying that he was picky.

The studio has never been so lively as it is today. The garden where Xingqi performed acrobatics not long ago has been transformed into a vegetable market in the early morning.

"Hot beef and mutton, directly shipped from Inner Mongolia." The grey-haired Mr. Tan ordered the helper to put a huge white incubator in the middle, and opened the box by himself, "Hey, fresh! Tender!"

"Get out of the way! Look at my Australian Wagyu!" The young master rolled up his sleeves and pulled over the box he brought, "Look at this marble pattern, look at this color, can yours compare?"

Over there, Sister Su and Xi Xiuwan were still looking at the menu in a friendly manner. Over here, Mr. Tan and the not-so-young Young Master suddenly compared who had the best beef and mutton, and they seemed a little bit better.

Xingqi asked the detective: "What are they doing?"

"Competing for the top dish."

"What?" Xingqi didn't understand.

"That's right." The detective also felt that the two were quite naive, and laughed before finishing speaking, "The first main course everyone ate. Just watch, Mr. Tan is about to make a move."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Tan took a deep breath on the cigarette, took off the pipe he had been holding in his mouth, and sprayed a big mouthful at the young master, "What's wrong with Inner Mongolia, the meat in Inner Mongolia is firm and strong!"

Not to be outdone, the young master blew the second-hand smoke back, "Inner Mongolia sheep have no ball!"

The detective looked away in disbelief.

Xingqi didn't understand: "What ball?"

"Enough is enough, both of you." Sister Su glanced at Xingqi, "We have two little girls here."

The little marquis was still annoyed, "No ball!"

Mr. Tan hit him with a pipe.

The two masters argued endlessly, the detective touched Xingqi with his shoulder, "Go to the kitchen and wash some fruit."

"I've finished washing." A young male voice came from behind, and then a super-large fruit plate was passed to Xingqi's eyes, "Qiqi, take whatever you want."

Xingqi was startled.

It has nothing to do with being flattered, but the boy's attitude is too familiar.

While she was hesitating, the boy turned to the front, the fruit plate was slightly turned towards the detective, but his eyes were still on Xingqi, "Sister Xiaoxia."

The boy is Xi Xiuwan's son. I don't know his full name Xingqi, but I've only heard him called Xiaokang.

Xiaokang is in his early twenties, indeed younger than the detective.

Fair and delicate, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, he is tall, but he smiles shyly.

Xingqi took two cherries, seeing that he was still staring at her, her palms started to sweat again.

The detective rummaged through the fruit plate, took out an orange from the bottom, and handed it to the assistant, "Not peeled."

"Peel or Juice?"

The detective likes to eat oranges, but he doesn't like the white coat on the outside. Even if there is a little bit of thread, she puts it down after looking at it.

"Peel half of it and squeeze the juice out of two."

"okay!"

The detective's assistant who got the assignment slipped faster than a real rabbit.

Xiaokang held the fruit plate and pouted his chin, "When will Qiqi remember?"

"do not know."

Old Master Tan and Young Master Hou fought for a long time, but no one won in the end.

The sky was blue and the sun was clear, and there was no cloud or wind for thousands of miles. Sister Su suggested that there should be an open-air barbecue. Mr. Tan heard the young master yelling, "What kind of barbecue do you eat without noodles?" He waved his pipe, "Just barbecue."

Little Hou Ye didn't win the first dish, so he rushed to grill the meat for everyone.

Regarding the matter of burning charcoal and grilling skewers, Mr. Tan raised his airs and did not argue with the young master.

Little Hou Ye set up a barbecue grill in the back and put on an apron, as if he was born as a barbecue master.

Look at the posture, the craftsmanship is not bad.

Not long after starting the fire, Xingqi smelled the aroma of meat, the natural oil without seasoning, and the deep fragrance stimulated by the seasoning.

Others talked about the mountains, and she was embarrassed to keep looking at the grill, but Sister Su shouted: "Master Hou, why are you still not well?"

Master Hou twisted his waist and smiled, his mouth glistening.

The little Hou Ye was close to the water and got the first month, and the first batch of roasting all went into his stomach, and the bucket lost a lot of iron picks.

So Xi Xiuwan sent Xiaokang to wait in the oven, baked a batch and delivered a batch to the dining table.

There were five people at the dining table, and an old man and two auntie-level elder sisters on the opposite side had three layers of plates.

When Xiaokang brought something again, Xingqi's eyes widened.

So Xiaokang ignored Sister Su's already extended hand, listened to his mother's words, and gave the two plates of meat to the detective and his assistant.

The detective was wearing a triangular scarf, and her hands were still not very dexterous, so Xingqi helped her roll the roast meat into lettuce and cut small rolls, and forked a piece of pork belly herself, but before she could put it in her mouth, the meat in the vegetable roll sent by the detective cut it.

"too oily."

After eating a plate of meat and vegetables, the Wu Zang Temple finally stopped beating gongs and drums. Xingqi leaned back contentedly, "It's really good to eat meat."

You can't judge by appearance, Ha Xiaoer is actually a vegetarian.

The battle on the opposite side also came to an end. Sister Su downed her beer and hiccupped without caring about her image at all. Xi Xiuwan laughed.

Xingqi smiled and rolled her eyes.

The weather is really good, the sun is warm, and the elders are free and unrestrained. It's like a family or close friends gathering, which makes her very relaxed.

"Oh, by the way, Yang Hongzhu didn't want the bonus last time. I gave it to Chang Ying on my own, and asked her to help find his daughter." Sister Su shook her glass, remembering something, "Two days ago she said there was news, I see Poor Yang Hongzhu, do you have time to check for him?"

"Yang Hongzhu, who is it?"

Maybe it was too relaxed, maybe it was tired after eating too much, Xingqi asked casually.

The volume was not high, but after all, at the same table, Sister Su's wandering gaze suddenly became in focus, and Mr. Tan stopped holding his pipe.

Xi Xiuwan couldn't hide her surprise, "That..."

The detective took the conversation: "The former client has a case that is not closed."

Sister Su said, "There's no rush, and I don't have to follow."

"Yeah." Xingqi held the cup and took a small sip of water.

Didn't she notice that her hands were shaking?

The detective pinched the assistant's ears, "There are chicken and ribs in the refrigerator, you send them to Chef Lin, and bring them over after she bakes them."

Then, he turned his head and explained to the three people on the opposite side: "A friend in the community has a good seasoning."

Xingqi floated to the kitchen like stepping on cotton.

Xingqi doesn't quite remember how she got out of the door and how she got into Building No. 9.

When she came back to her senses, her hands were empty, and Lin Zexu carried the fresh-keeping box containing the ingredients in Lin Zexu's hand, and she was in the ascending elevator car.

Is the pseudonym given to her wife by the technical foreign aid Lin Zexu or Lin Zexu?

Definitely a pseudonym.Xu Shilin didn't step out of the gate, so naturally he didn't know that the poster with his wife's name was hanging in the exhibition corridor of the nearby cinema.

Who is Xu Shilin?

Not the son of Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian, this is also a pseudonym.

Oh, the detective's technical foreign aid, a technical nerd with curly hair and a magical world view.

"rabbit--"

As soon as he got out of the elevator, there was the interlocking sound of the super anti-theft lock opening in the aisle, accompanied by the cheerful cry of the curly hair.

Yes, in Curly's eyes, she is a rabbit, not a metaphor, but a long-eared creature that hops around and loves carrots.

"Have you written the viewing report?" Lin Zexu asked softly.

Hearing the "report", Xingqi fell from one stage of trance to another stage of trance.

"If you didn't write it, tell her to forget it, don't say that you are busy recently." Lin Zexu blinked his right eye at her, and walked into the corridor with his things first.

What viewing report?

Oh, yes, she came here to watch a movie a few days ago, and joined Lin's 935 movie viewing session.

Did she ever say that she would write a viewing report?

No... don't remember.

She didn't even have a memory of what the movie was made of.

Really forgot.

Xingqi desperately searched for all the fragments she could still hold in her faltering memory.

Gradually, more images appeared in my mind, as if she was in a daze downstairs in Building No. [-], and then Lin Zexu opened the door to welcome her into the building.

Lin Zexu's temperament in real life is calmer than that of the screen, and when he entered his house, he was as soft as a cotton flower. He whispered a few words to Xu Shilin's face, and the slippers were delivered to Xingqi's feet, and then the two went to the kitchen to put ingredients together.

When bending over to change shoes, the back of Xingqi's head hurt badly, and her calf trembled.

Lin Zexu took the home clothes she changed into, but she still stayed in the hallway.

"Detective Xia said hello." Seeing her at a loss, Lin Zexu opened the door of the north bathroom, "Go change clothes, remember to wash your hands first."

I don't know if she mentioned the detective, or she gave the direction in the last sentence, Xingqi's three souls and seven souls slowly returned to their positions, and obediently went to the bathroom to wash away the sweat on her palms with hot water.

After changing clothes, my mind is at peace.

— the detective said hello.

The detective sent her here for another purpose.

"Lin." Xingqi found Xu Shilin in the living room, "You can watch the surveillance over there, right?"

"Yes, yes..." Lin was very embarrassed, "but..."

Xingqi was trying to persuade her with some reason, when Lin Zexu passed by, rubbed her curly hair and spoke on her behalf: "She wants to see it too."

"Yes," Lin nodded, "Look next to you, otherwise I won't show it to you."

Xingqi: "?"

I didn't say I wouldn't let you see it, did I?

"The garden is No. 8-12, and the living room is No. 3, 5, 6, and 7." Looking at the densely packed small monitoring windows on the screen, Xingqi sighed in her heart that the detective's studio is a vast network, and reported the number without thinking, "Let's look at the garden first." .”

She guessed right, the detective and the guests were still in the garden, and the little marquis held more than a dozen skewers of barbecue in both hands, walking from the place where the barbecue grill was set up to the platform where the dining table was.

Sister Su was holding a beer in her hand, Xi Xiuwan kept touching her earrings, her son Xiaokang was not there.

The detective lowered his eyes and said something. Sister Su put down her wine glass quickly, and the young master opened his mouth with one foot hanging in the air.

The silent monitoring screen, the condensation of the atmosphere is ready to come out.

"Is there no sound?"

"The detective turned off the radio. I only care about the software, not the hardware." Lin shrugged, and then whispered, "But I can call the microphone of the mobile phone, and there are three mobile devices connected to the wireless network over there."

Xingqi gritted her molars, and asked softly, "Then why don't you adjust?"

Lin pulled out the keyboard and tapped it a few times. Three small red dots appeared on one side of the screen, and the prefixes of the device names were "Su", "Niannian", and "Weekly".

The week is detective.

Lin explained: "Because after I call it, someone needs to unlock the phone over there, otherwise I won't be able to enter the background."

Xingqi rummaged through her pockets.

A message or a phone call to the detectives will do the trick.

As a result, she was disappointed to find that she didn't bring her mobile phone.

At this moment, Lin let out a "huh".

The detective put the mobile phone on the dining table, and he didn't know what to do with it, maybe he just checked the time. In short, the "week" dot changed from red to green.

"...What do you mean?" It was Young Lord Hou. He was far away, and his voice was erratic.

"Xiao Shang doesn't remember Yang Hongzhu." Sister Su put down her wine glass and put one hand on the back of the chair, "I don't remember me."

There was a buzzing in the ears.

Who is Yang Hongzhu?

Should she remember this man?

Xingqi scratched her stomach.

No, don't have any memory of the name.

"Given that level of damage," said Old Tan, "short-term memory loss and long-term memory confusion are both normal."

Xingqi touched the back of her head subconsciously.

"That is to say, this child may not remember that we came tomorrow?" Xi Xiuwan wiped the corners of her eyes, her words choked up, "How did she come here for so long? No one took care of her, a little girl's house..."

Xingqi was puzzled, did she know Xi Xiuwan before?

Why does this aunt care so much about her?

"Mobile phone." The detective flexed his index finger and flicked off the mobile phone on the table.

"despair--"

The fingernail and the fuselage meet near the sound hole.

Xingqi, who was more than 230 meters away in a straight line, felt her heart tighten.

"She uses her mobile phone to record things, important and unimportant, she will write down what can be written down, and regularly flip through the memo to consolidate her memory."

Several times, when she said something or did something, Xingqi would immediately take out her phone and poke at the screen, looking upright, but once she paid attention, she was like a stealing cat who was arrested on the spot, trying to cover up in vain.

Nor is it in vain.

At least it took her so long to find out.

"Should have thought of it long ago." The detective lowered his head and covered his face for some reason, so his voice was blurred, "Should have thought of it long ago."

The mobile phone died unexpectedly at Lu Mengning's house. Rabbit lost his mind and bought her a new mobile phone, but she only cared about playing with the broken old mobile phone.

Maybe there are backup records in her luggage, but that day was really unlucky, and the cleaning aunt threw her luggage to the garbage station.

What Rabbit wants to fix is ​​not the phone, but the memo.

If some things are not written down in time, they may be forgotten at any time.

If you write it down and don't look back, you will forget it.

After graduating from university for more than a year, my resume is blank and I don't have a long-term work experience.

She is very aware of her situation, so she will not do long-term work.

Even at that time, with the idea of ​​finishing the trial period, I instinctively rejected the invitation to live in the studio.

"This child is really..." Sister Su put down her wine glass and moved to the side of the detective, "Then what should we do now?"

Tan Laodao: "The experts in the academy go abroad to participate in seminars, and I will call him back whenever necessary."

Xi Xiuwan was more active, "Why don't we just send her abroad? I have also contacted many friends and found some experts in this field during this period of time. It is not an option to continue like this."

"I want to take another look." The detective shook his head, "It's just your business, you need to give me more time."

Sister Su patted the detective on the back, "It's okay, we're not in a hurry."

The young master nodded repeatedly, "Yes, there is no rush, the old man is alive and well, and it will be fine to wait for her for ten or twenty years."

……

Xingqi was really flattered this time.

These grandparents, uncles, aunts, and sisters, whom she didn't remember meeting before today, were really tolerant.

etc--

tolerant?

"How are you, Rabbit?"

There was a fish head with a sharp mouth and monkey gills suddenly in front of her eyes. Xingqi was startled, and when she took a closer look, it was a lifelike saury pillow.

Lin used the saury to play with the stick: "Do you want to chat?"

Xingqi looked at the screen, maybe the topic had nothing to do with her, or maybe she couldn't listen, the green dot in front of "one week" turned back to red.

"Rabbit?" The saury came into view again, "Can you hear me?"

"It's nothing..." Xingqi replied absent-mindedly.

"It's good to say something, talk from experience." Lin said seriously, "If there is anything you don't want to tell the detective yourself, you can tell me first, I'm very tight-lipped."

"You... are tight-lipped?" Xingqi laughed and burst into tears.

"Look, apart from my wife and mommy, the only people I know are Panpan, Erer, Siqi, detective, and you. Even if I tell them, they won't tell anyone else, so you can rest assured. "

After expressing his social circle and trust in his friends, Lin added, "We can also sign a non-disclosure agreement."

She was so serious about it, but Jiao Xingqi was too embarrassed to refuse, "Actually, it's really nothing, you heard it just now."

Xingqi rubbed the back of her head, her mood was very calm, she could be called relieved, "I have injured my head, so I will forget some things after a while."

"Then you really rely on the memorandum to record things?"

Saying "almost", Xingqi smiled unconsciously, because she suddenly remembered that detectives often use similar words to perfunctory their clients.

Lin Xia rested his jaw on the saury, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked worriedly: "If you lose your phone and move to another place, will even the detective be forgotten?"

"How come?" Xingqi showed the expression "Are you kidding?", "I want to be a detective at least twice a day. I think about it when I wake up in the morning and think about it before going to bed at night. It's impossible to forget."

The author has something to say: Slowly pull out a [-]mm long nail clipper.

In addition, Yang Hongzhu was the herbal collector in the first case.

Lu Mengning is the client of the second case.

slip away.