when the moon whispers

Chapter 145 Thief-eating

The fourth thief
Five meals
"There seem to be some waste paper boxes in the cabinet. Most of the pots that can be used at home are on display. If you can't find them, forget about it. There are quite a few pots for sale on the food delivery app. It's the peak of delivery at this point. , the nearest supermarket from my home is five kilometers away, and it probably takes an hour anyway... Do you think this can work?"

Jiang Mo conveniently picked out an apple from the supermarket shopping bag, rubbed it with his hands a few times, then put it in his mouth. He made a "click" sound and just took half a mouthful when Shao Jie, who was rummaging through the boxes and rummaging around, caught him out of the corner of his eye. He sighed incomprehensibly and said with a chuckle: "...you can either wash it or peel it, and you won't be afraid of making you feel upset after eating it."

"If you eat it, you won't get sick. If you eat it well, you won't get bad... As long as you don't eat bugs in your stomach."

After the awkward bedside relationship in the hospital for a period of time, Jiang Mo recently felt vaguely that she seemed to be able to occasionally see some trivial chatter from the top of Shao Jie's head, which was even more "brilliant" than Jiang He's. .

She held up two mouthfuls of half-eaten apples, and rebelliously interrupted Shao Jie's recital of food safety education. She secretly cursed the unscrupulous hygiene habits of a family of doctors, and held her cell phone in hand. He came to Shao Jie and said, "That's it. I see it says on the package that the induction cooker is available... How about I drive there and buy it?"

Shao Jie sat cross-legged on the floor tiles at the corner of the cupboard. He pulled out his head that was almost stuck in the cupboard and looked up at Jiang Mo. He didn't follow her words and asked in a confused manner: "Officer Jiang, do you have anything at home?" Soymilk machine?”

Jiang Mo pinched the apple and took another bite. Without thinking carefully about what he wanted to do by asking, he raised his little finger and gently wiped the juice that splashed on the side of Shao Jie's face: "No, what did I do with it? It's the same as buying it back." Decoration. There is a breakfast cart at the station in front, and when the boss is not on vacation to spend time with her daughter, I buy and drink directly there. "

"Then turn around and see what that cardboard box is in the closet above the refrigerator." Shao Jie shook his head helplessly, then leaned into the corner of the cupboard, and pulled out a huge and bulky box from the depths of the cupboard that could not be seen at first glance. He turned his head to the gray cardboard box, choked on the floating dust and sneeze, and knocked on the box with his finger: "A brand new set of pots and pans for the induction cooker. I guess they were stored here as gifts... These storage items in the kitchen Cabinets, at least eight out of ten you haven’t opened and looked at.”

"...I...mainly don't have time." Jiang Mo glanced at the two extremely unfamiliar cartons from left to right. He had no excuse for his good character of making do with life, and leaned against the kitchen. The sliding door was wide open. He cleared his throat and turned the topic to Shao Jie: "Why did you put on this apron again?"

"Mainly, this is the only one in your family." Shao Jie snorted in amusement, and said slowly without breaking the news, "The little one said he bought it as a dress for you last Christmas. Later, his father loved it when he was cooking. Wearing it. Have you never seen it before?"

"I didn't come back much when Uncle Zhou was at home." Jiang Mo sniffed, and inexplicably a shadow similar to that of Zhou Huaiyu appeared on Shao Jie. He threw away the apple core and stepped forward to put his clothes on. The trademark that flew out was stuffed back into his collar, and he casually asked Shao Jie a few words about the price of the clothes he was wearing. Then he painfully went back to the room and looked through something he had ordered one size up in the police academy and hadn't worn much. He was wearing training clothes. He held up the collar and gestured slightly behind Shao Jie, who was busy washing the pots, and casually put it on his shoulders: "Change into this, it's better than wearing a small size maid over your sweatshirt." The outfit should be comfortable. You don’t even need to wear an apron, just wear it a few times and just throw it in the washing machine.”

Shao Jie turned around with two wet arms, hesitated for a moment, and pinched Jiang Mo's clothes a little reservedly. He didn't say anything, just stared at Jiang Mo without wanting to talk.

But Jiang Mo didn't pay attention. He put aside his coat and rolled up his sleeves, and was about to go into the kitchen to pick up some dignity of the master. After walking around for a while, he found that he was stuck in the same place and didn't move. He thought he thought the fabric of the clothes was not soft enough. , "How about I find you another T-shirt to wear under it? But can you wear my clothes?" "...When others come to your house, do you also lend them your own clothes?"

Shao Jie frowned, raised his eyes and looked at Officer Jiang who didn't grasp the point at all, and muttered these two sentences in a sour tone.He lowered his gaze and watched her hurriedly hugging the glass pot lid that almost slipped and fell to the ground. He basically gave up on his expectations for her sharp but slow brain. He waved his hand and turned to follow Zhou Nan, who had changed into home clothes. As soon as they turned away from each other, they tilted their heads and heard the disciplined little one holding the coat and pants, pulling on the slippers, quietly betraying Officer Jiang, "As far as I know, Momo never brings men to the house."

"How many times do you come back throughout the year? As far as you know."

As soon as Jiang Mo turned off the faucet and shook off the water hanging on the pots, the story of Zhou Eden's child's informing behavior came over him word for word.Jiang Mo didn't hear much of the preface, so he made some guesses based on what they said. He raised his wet hands and pinched the back of the little one's neck, grinding his teeth threateningly: "Learn from your mother. Can you please be a little nice and calm down your gossipy heart?"

"Then you brought -"

As soon as Shao Jie saw Jiang Mo walking out of the kitchen with a murderous look on his face, he slipped and sneaked into the bathroom to settle down.He leaned on the edge of the door and listened for a few words. He couldn't help but curiously inserted a crack in the door. As soon as he said a few words, Jiang Mo raised his eyes and threatened him with precision - Police Officer Jiang's profession The highly educated gaze stabbed his body several times, causing a cold breeze to hit his back. He quickly shrank his head back and raised his hand to sew his mouth several times.

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Shao Jie looked thin, with slender limbs that were as thin as a telephone pole, but he was still an adult man with a slightly wider stature. The length of Jiang Mo's training uniform was just enough for him, and the shoulder line It's so narrow that it's as if someone is lifting the small piece of soft flesh on the back of the neck, which looks awkward no matter how you look at it.Jiang Mo just placed the two large bags of purchased items on the table in a grand manner. He leaned on the edge of the table and stared at him for a while, then stretched out his hand to indicate to him to loosen two buttons that were tied more conservatively than a young daughter-in-law in the old society, and take them off. Open the cuffs on his forearms and fold them in half.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief, patted the back of the sofa, and directed Shao Jie to come over with her. She sat down next to the little friend Zhou Nan who was sitting there with his hands on his knees and a tragic look on his face.

"Come on, please be lenient if you confess." Jiang Mo sat on the coffee table with his arms folded, raised his chin and tapped the small bruise on Zhou Nan's collar and shoulder, "Let me explain this clearly before eating. Where did you touch it?”

(End of this chapter)