After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

"Food that is incompatible with each other?" Lin Zhiyu paused and asked curiously, "Fang's mother is responsible for all grandma's meals. Do you suspect that she tampered with it?"

Ever since Mrs. Xu and others had trouble at the dinner table, they basically ate in their own room.

"Yes." Lin Wei said bluntly, "She is the only one who knows her grandmother's eating habits best."

Lin Zhiyu categorically denied: "Anyone can harm grandma, but Mother Fang is the one who has the least reason."

"how you said that?"

Lin Zhiyu said: "Fang's mother has been with my grandmother since she was ten years old. She is also the one who helps take care of the affairs of the house. If you want to start, you don't have to wait until now."

"Then why don't we just call Mother Fang and ask her?" Lin Wei was impatient and would get up and go out soon after he said it.

"No." Lin Zhiyu stopped in front of him, "If you do this, it will chill his heart."

Lin Wei felt that Lin Zhiyu seemed to have become calmer after returning from Dali Temple Prison.

It's like I've experienced a lot and am more comfortable facing this situation.

"Then what do you think should be done?" Lin Wei wanted to hear her opinion.

At the entrance of the criminal department, he also heard about the Malay confession three times, but Lin Zhiyu found the real owner of the walnut stall somewhere.

This sister of mine can really take charge of herself.

Lin Zhiyu thought for a moment: "Since it is related to food, let's start from the kitchen."

……

"Wasn't she kicked out of the Lin family? Why did she come back?"

Seeing Lin Zhiyu come in, Cuihong, who was washing rice, was stunned and muttered.

In just a few days, she experienced ups and downs.

Because Lin Zhiyu was taken away by people from Dali Temple, Zhang Xiuli was very satisfied with her and transferred her to Shufangzhai to work.

But not even two days later, something happened to Zhang Xiuli again. In order to protect herself, Cuihong invited herself back to work in the small kitchen.

If it weren't for Lin Zhiyu, she would have been Zhang Xiuli's first-class maid!

"What are you doing here?" Cuihong wiped her hands, her tone thorny.

Lin Zhiyu looked around: "Are you alone?"

"Yes, I'm the only one here, Miss Lin. I still have things to do, so you can do whatever you want."

Cuihong went to clean the stove instead, not looking at Lin Zhiyu seriously.

"I have been away from home for several years, but I didn't know that the servants in the house have become so arrogant!" Lin Wei stepped in, and he could see the attitude of Cui Hong just now.

A chill ran down Cui Hong's spine, and as soon as she turned around, she met Lin Wei's sharp gaze.

People who join the army always have colder eyes than ordinary people, especially when they are not smiling, not to mention that Lin Wei is deliberately trying to scare Cui Hong.

"Young Master!" Cuihong immediately put down her work and lowered her eyes, "I just feel that since Miss Lin has been kicked out of the palace, she is no longer my master."

Lin Wei said coldly: "I think in your heart, you have never regarded the eldest girl as your master. If I remember correctly, you also said bad things about the eldest girl in the crowd before!"

Cuihong was surprised how he knew this, and was afraid to say a word.

Lin Zhiyu took a step forward: "Next, I'll ask and you answer. Do you understand?"

Cuihong was very unhappy with Lin Zhiyu's condescending tone, but since Lin Wei was here, she had no choice but to nod.

"Who usually prepares the old lady's meals?"

"The old lady has a picky taste, so Mother Fang prepares it."

"Is the leftover food that Mu Cangzhai threw out a few days ago still there?"

"Put it in the swill bucket behind the kitchen. I'm about to pour it out."

Lin Zhiyu sneered in his heart, maybe he had been lazy for several days.

"Take me to have a look." Cuihong led Lin Zhiyu and Lin Wei to the backyard of the small kitchen. A huge swill bucket was placed in the corner. Because of the hot weather, it gave off a stench.

Just as Lin Zhiyu was about to step forward, Lin Wei stopped her: "Zhiyu, I'll do it."

Lin Zhiyu did not refuse and turned sideways to give up a position.

During this gap, Lin Zhiyu took a look around and found a food box not far away. It didn't look old.

"That food box is fine, why did you lose it?"

Lin Zhiyu looked at Cuihong.

"It's infested with insects."

Because her back was to Lin Wei, Cuihong became a little bolder.

"Just like some people, they are not having a good time themselves, and they also bring trouble to others!"

Lin Zhiyu said calmly: "Yes, if Aunt Zhang didn't have bad intentions, my father wouldn't be worried about this."

Cuihong snorted and stopped talking.

After Lin Wei finished the inspection, he shook his head at Lin Zhiyu.

"The weather is hot and a lot of food is rotten and spoiled. There is nothing visible."

Lin Zhiyu remained silent. Was it really Fang's mother who did it?
"The food is in conflict with each other and causes toxicity. Could it be that something else was eaten?" Lin Zhiyu murmured.

Lin Wei looked at Cuihong: "Has grandma asked the kitchen to make other snacks these days?"

Upon hearing this, Cuihong rubbed her hands back and forth on her clothes twice, her eyes wandering, as if she was recalling carefully: "It should be gone. The old lady has a bad gastrointestinal condition, and it is easy to be indigestible after eating a lot of things."

Seeing that things were at a deadlock, Fang's mother, who was waiting at Mu Cangzhai, suddenly came over.

"Cuihong, is the old lady's bowl of mung bean soup ready?"

Cuihong replied: "It's always cold."

Lin Zhiyu narrowed his eyes: "Mung bean soup? Doesn't grandma not like to drink that stuff?"

She remembered that in the middle of summer, everyone in the house would be given a bowl of mung bean soup to cool down. Mrs. Lin said that she didn't like to drink it and it all went into her stomach.

Mother Fang said: "I didn't like to drink it before, but one day the old lady was thirsty, so I let the old lady taste a bowl, and she was out of control from then on."

Lin Zhiyu said strangely: "Don't all mung bean soups have the same taste?"

"I borrowed the restaurant's method to reproduce it." Fang's mother explained, "Cuihong, you can also serve a bowl for them to try."

Cuihong was a little hesitant. The soles of her feet seemed to be stuck to the ground and she didn't move for a long time.

"I didn't make much, just one bowl. The old lady may not have enough."

Mother Fang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the old lady hasn't woken up yet, so I can make another bowl later."

Cuihong then went to get mung bean soup.

During this interval, Lin Wei walked up to Mother Fang and said, "Mother Fang, you are also an old man in the house. Do you personally deliver grandma's daily meals?"

"That's natural." Mother Fang was a little confused. She was responsible for taking care of Mrs. Lin's daily life. If it were anyone else, Mrs. Lin wouldn't be used to it.

"Don't talk about meals, even when it comes to cooking, I inform the chef."

Lin Wei's expression suddenly turned ugly.

In his heart, he had already concluded that Fang's mother had been bribed by Zhang Xiuli and secretly murdered Mrs. Lin.

After all, she said it herself, Mrs. Lin's meals all passed through her hands.

Lin Zhiyu coughed lightly and suppressed Lin Wei's urge to question Fang's mother.

"When did the mung bean soup start being delivered to the room regularly?"