when the moon whispers

Chapter 142 Thief-Apron

The fourth thief
apron
"When I was in school, there was a cafeteria and there were aunties who cooked in the club. Actually, I didn't think much about it at first. I just ate a lot of snacks and instant noodles. It was just that no one would care about me during the holidays so I wouldn't starve to death. Later, it was because I was celebrating the Chinese New Year at the base, and takeout was not convenient. I had stomachache and low blood sugar during the Chinese New Year, and I almost didn’t see the sun the next day. After that, the aunt who cooked at the club knew about this situation. , taught me how to cook home-cooked dishes - now I am self-taught and can cook almost everything according to the recipes."

Shao Jie put a plate of sandwiches on the table for the mutual friend Zhou Nan. He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Mo who had changed into a set of duty uniforms and finished washing. He raised his eyebrows curiously: "Isn't he on field duty? It seems. I don’t usually see you wearing this outfit.”

"You can end up in the hospital if you eat some chili peppers. You should stay away from takeaways with your stomach... Later, I will go into the community with my colleagues from the police station to conduct inspections. The uncles and aunts will recognize these clothes with warning signs... ...And it would be more convenient to hang a recorder on the duty uniform." Jiang Mo first rubbed the hair on Zhou Nan's head, and then looked at the little one who turned his back on the spot while holding a sandwich, as if settling a score, and picked up a boiled Dan knocked on the table twice, turned to look at the string of bows on Shao Jie's apron, and said unbearably: "Can you take off this apron... Why do I look so awkward?"

"Immediately, this bun was cold on the road when I bought it. I picked it right after frying it!"

Shao Jie held the spatula on his hips and glanced sideways at Jiang Mo, who casually stuffed a mouthful of hot porridge until it was wrinkled. He watched carefully as she placed a smooth boiled egg on Zhou Nanyi's plate. , then carefully picked up another egg that was placed on Shao Jie's side of the porridge bowl, and then picked up her own egg without any patience, and rolled across the dining table with a hard knock, the egg skin sticking to it. Put it in your mouth.

"Do you have time to rest today?"

Jiang Mo choked on a whole egg and hiccupped. She got up and walked around the kitchen, looking for the bottled water that she usually bought and put in the corner but to no avail. She reached out to Shao Jie's apron that she couldn't bear to take off. He tugged at his son and said, "Where's a bucket of water as big as mine?"

Jiang Mo raised his head and glanced lightly at Shao Jie's ears that were flushed in the steaming heat. He didn't know what the child was thinking about while holding an iron rice shovel. The mistake was rightly placed on Jiang Mo - Jiang Mo blinked and finally realized how much trouble her brother, who was full of evil ideas, had caused her. He pursed his lips and took a deep breath sadly. , raised his fingertips and tapped the oil pan, which had a faint smell of burning oil.

"I'm familiar with this taste. It's almost burning."

"Water - water... the room temperature ones are on the dining table, and there are hot ones in the thermos." Shao Jie suddenly regained consciousness and stumbled for a moment, then turned away his eyes and hid for two seconds, successfully rescuing the fried dumplings in the pot. After sitting back at the dining table, Wen Tun said firmly: "The first week of competition is over, and the Spring Festival holiday will be until about the fourth or fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Just leave Eden to me. You can go out after dinner later."

Jiang Mo was actually a little confused. She always felt that this so-called "nanny game" seemed to be rapidly advancing in an increasingly uncontrollable plot direction. She silently held the water glass and thought about it, but it was difficult to understand clearly in a short time. Accurately classifying Shao Jie as a certain kind of character with representative characteristics, he was silent for a moment at the end: "Just help watch it all morning. He has some kind of creative baking class in the afternoon. I need you to send him there. I'm done just in time." Go there to pick up—"

"Jiang Mo." Shao Jie first stopped Jiang Mo's obvious attempt to evade his alienation. He paused deliberately, untied his apron and put it aside. He tapped lightly with his fingertips, and his gaze on Jiang Mo's face dropped slightly. When he came down, he flashed a few times aggrievedly and stubbornly: "You have to keep pretending to be so alienated from me, don't you?"

As soon as Jiang Mo put down the glass of water, the scalding buns were firmly stuck in her chest again, choking and burning, making her scratch her head and have no idea where to start.She suddenly felt a little guilty when she saw Shao Jie's expression that looked like he was hurt and heartbroken. She was not sure for a moment whether she should continue to greet the child with the normal rejection routine. She looked at him and curled his lips. He had to pretend to be calm and couldn't help but feel so soft-hearted that he was almost completely cut off by his fine tradition of accepting soft things rather than hard things.

"No...you...I...amn't I just afraid of wasting your time? I've been busy for so long and finally take a break..."

Before she could finish her dry explanation, Shao Jie turned around and snorted softly, avoiding his eyes and not wanting to hear her continue talking nonsense with the politeness of fooling a stupid child.

Jiang Mo was inexplicably feeling the loss, blinked his eyes without explanation, and raised his hands in surrender with complicated emotions. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Nanyi's expression of gleaming joy, and he was choked by the stuffing of the steamed buns and coughed.

"Ahem...cough - if you are really not in a hurry, just wait for me to come back tonight. I still owe you so many meals. I will treat you to hot pot then."

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Although he was just waving flags when he volunteered early in the morning, when Shao Jie accepted Jiang Mo's order and accompanied Zhou Nan to class, he sat down at the parent's chair. He sat huddled in the center of a circle of young and beautiful mothers with his tall and slender figure. Shao Jie was so abrupt and embarrassed that he wished he could find a gap and squeeze in.

He was forced to exchange a few words with a face that was slightly unfamiliar to this small group, and took advantage of the children running around in the baking classroom separated by a glass wall to make small cakes to distract the mothers. , hurriedly moved the chair to the corner of the parent waiting area, glanced at Zhou Nanyi who was shaking his head happily, silently hung up the headphones, and planned to review the first week's game video for a while.

Han Lu's phone just happened to ring Shao Jie's cell phone out of nowhere.

"I'm on holiday and I don't even say I'm here to help... Do you have to give me a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year? Otherwise, I'll give you a hand next year, brother."

Han Lulai shouted twice, checked the red envelope that Shao Jie had sent him for peace of mind, and said a few words "Congratulations on getting rich" without any hint of tone.

Shao Jie took the time to look up and pay attention to Zhou Nanyi, who was focusing on strawberries and pink cream: "...Why are you still in the company now? Where are the candies?"

Han Lu, who had just settled down for less than half a minute, wailed again, raking up the sad topic that had been in chaos and finally abandoned: "Candy won't take me home for the Spring Festival... It was agreed before, but last night she suddenly didn't You're playing with me..." Shao Jie snorted and laughed out of surprise. He tilted his head and looked at the little fat man next to Zhou Nanyi who seemed to be pointing all the time. He felt something strange when he looked at his gesticulating movements. He wrinkled his nose and said, "Have you finally recognized your scumbag nature?"

"I didn't..." Han Lu complained to Shao Jie without confidence: "I just played a few games with my classmate, and she got angry after just ignoring her for an hour - mainly, it doesn't mean that you can hang up if you hang up. Right, I managed to put together this round, and the two teammates are both at the level of playing for me..."

As expected, the little fat man who was standing behind Zhou Nanyi couldn't respond directly for a long time. Suddenly, he got angry and rushed towards Zhou Nanyi. He angrily raised his hand and lifted the cream bowl in his hand, as if to show his confidence. , raised his foot again, and vigorously kicked the butter bowl away from Zhou Nan's legs, spilling the sweetness all over the floor.

Shao Jie, who was ordered to accompany the driver, immediately frowned.He stood up, lowered his eyes and looked indifferently at the plump mother who briefly introduced his identity during the chat and then turned sideways and was busy talking on the phone. He took a slight step forward to remind him, but unexpectedly, inside the glass wall, Zhou Eden first noticed the movement of Shao Jie standing up. He calmly waved his little hand and squatted down. He followed the teacher who didn't pay attention to the whole process but came to clean up the mess after hearing the sound. He carefully smashed the broken pieces. Pick up the strawberries one by one.

The little fat man who was the "culprit" stayed there in shock, as if he didn't expect that his little provocation would end up with no one caring about him.He took two steps forward in embarrassment, then reluctantly bent down and pushed Zhou Nanyi's shoulder. Unexpectedly, the little guy who had never bothered to give him a look would quickly grab his shoulder. With his chubby hands, he lifted up his shoulders and arms hard, and threw the little meaty piece behind him over his shoulders.

It was probably because the weight of the little fat man was enough. The little noise finally attracted the attention of the mother who was immersed in talking on the phone. But as soon as she raised her head slightly, the little fat man patted her buttocks irrelevantly. , pretending to be calm and ran behind the teacher, glanced at Zhou Nan timidly, and did not dare to approach him again to ask for trouble.

Shao Jie sneered softly and had no intention of interfering in the class for the time being. He casually watched the baking teacher earnestly educate the two children to shake hands and make peace, and then slowly brought his attention back to Han Lu's ramblings. He started chatting and poked at him pointedly: "Are your classmates male or female?"

"...Female. But there is also that police officer Xiao Xiao in the team! I am not the only male!" Han Lu was speechless for a moment, and his stubborn resistance had no results, so he had to bring out his brotherly loyalty and kowtow twice: "In a word, I'm going to make a game tonight, can't I get out?"

"Not today." The corners of Shao Jie's mouth curled up again unconsciously. He looked at the little bit of pride reflected on the glass and gently shaved his eyebrows: "Officer Jiang said she would invite me to have hot pot at her house tonight."

Han Lu didn't believe it at first, so he scolded him for being sentimental. But then he turned around and listened to Shao Jie humming and laughing confidently for a long time. Suddenly, he was so happy that he almost cursed like a bird. He wanted to rush to Shao Jie and slap him. Chaqi: "What the hell?! The progress is so fast, brother, I can't delay you, I will definitely not delay you. If you need your father and I to support you, just send me a message on WeChat——"

Shao Jie didn't pay much attention to Han Lu's increasingly outrageous "love secrets". He lowered his head and laughed silently for a while, and suddenly said something out of the blue: "Well... you still remember what I told you three years ago. Did you save my little policeman?"

"..." Han Lu seemed to have choked on a mouthful of old-faced steamed buns mid-sentence: "I'm not talking about you. When you first came back, I heard you mention what you said about the Red Mansion in the hotel, and I felt something was wrong. So what happened before I went back to the hospital to pick you up? How could you be so obsessed with it—"

Shao Jie did not explain: "Just tell me whether you remember."

"Don't you remember? When you were in HRG for the first year, you always asked me to help you keep an eye on it... But at that time, they were not engaged in the withdrawal and consolidation of branches and outlets. The police stations near that location were basically disrupted and reorganized. So, there has been nothing gained... I haven't mentioned it again in the past two years. I thought you had forgotten it." Han Lu crossed the lighter in his hand, and the gears made a clicking sound: "You At that time, you asked me to help you find someone. The description was called an abstract one. He seemed to be a boy. He was quite thin, about the same height as you at that time. His hair was neither long nor short to the ears, and his voice was as hoarse as a donkey— —Could it be that the little policeman has something to do with Officer Jiang?"

"If I admit it correctly, the person who saved me at that time should be Jiang Mo." Shao Jie raked the top of his head and said in a rather determined tone: "But she doesn't seem to have any memory of me..."

"It's strange that I have an impression. You were as thin and small as a chicken at that time." Han Lu laughed mercilessly for a long time, and suddenly felt that this relationship, which had a rare chance to be cultivated, seemed to have been poured into a relationship. The steel and concrete destined for my son, "Co-author, the gender record of people has been split in the past few years - then did you ask Officer Jiang? She was really on duty near there at that time? It's not your own wishful thinking to have a relationship with this place, right?" ?”

"...She happened to be an intern at the Honglou Police Station at the time."

Han Lu became excited as soon as he heard this, and gave some earnest words of advice, saying that Yue Lao was holding the red thread for you with the steel bars, and if you don't seize the opportunity, you will be struck by lightning sooner or later.

Shao Jie didn't refute or approve. He frowned slightly and sighed hesitantly.

"not the right time yet."

For Shao Jie, the accidental encounter at the beginning, Jiang Mo was the one who reached out to drag him out of the darkness and toward the light in the nightmare of the past three years, and the salvation came...

For Jiang Mo, the chance to save Shao Jie's life was the beginning of her regrets. It was also the past that she always looked at nakedly, but was powerless to save the past of fault and regret.

(End of this chapter)