Eight Fresh Soup

Chapter 22 Birthday Dinner (1)
They went through the long journey from the suburbs to the city center with their own concerns, and finally Gao Jing finally drove into the Xilin Huayuan community where Moran lived.It was almost 6:[-] in the evening, and it was already dark.

Gao Jing parked the car under the building where Moran's house was located.

"Goodbye." Gao Jing said.

"Goodbye." Moran replied.

Gao Jing sat in the car and saw her get out of the car and walked into the building. He glanced at the piece of cake in front of the car glass. She didn't take it away. He knew she was playing with him, so she wouldn't eat it. This kind of ordinary cake served in convenience stores, she has always had high requirements for food.She likes to treat him like this recently, it's a means for her to get revenge on him.

He thought of the afternoon when she put on lip balm for him, the feeling of her fingers sliding on his lips through a layer of grease, although he knew she was teasing him, but he still had to admit painfully that he really liked it It felt like that was why he couldn't push her away.On this deserted night, he especially missed that afternoon.

He was about to start the car and leave with deep loneliness, when he suddenly found her appearing at the door of the building again.

She ran to his car window with a smile on her face.

She came to get that cake?No way.His heart was up and down.

"What's the matter?" He rolled down the window and asked her.

"Come and have dinner with me tonight. It's boring for me to eat alone." Mo Lan begged delicately.

She treats me to dinner?Does she remember that today is my birthday?Gao Jing looked at Moran in confusion, not knowing how to answer her for a moment.All he knew was that she was so beautiful. After looking at her for a while, he came to such a conclusion helplessly.

"Hey, why are you in a daze, are you willing to, if not..."

Before she finished speaking, he got out of the car.

"Why don't you refuse to invite someone to dinner?" He asked stubbornly, and then locked the car door.

"Let's go then." She said with a smile.

Gao Jing never expected that she would really invite him to dinner. On a day like today, he thought he would spend it alone like in previous years, but now she fell from the sky, no matter whether she remembered that today was his Birthday, it doesn't matter, as long as you can eat with her, it's a kind of happiness, even if it's just a bowl of noodles in clear soup.He felt excited when he thought of this.

They walked into Moran's house together.

Every time he walked into her home, he would feel warm from the bottom of his heart.Her home has a warm fabric sofa, a carpet with intricate patterns under the sofa, a beautiful small patterned tablecloth under the glass of the dining table, and light green curtains hanging in front of the windows, all of which are completely different from his home .His home only has a hardwood table, a hard bed, a hard bench, a hard sofa, and a window that leaks air. No wonder he always feels cold, bone-chillingly cold.

"Wait a minute, it will be soon." Moran found a newspaper for him, "You can read the newspaper."

"I don't want to read the newspaper, what can I do for help?" He was embarrassed to leave her busy in the kitchen alone, so he asked.

"No need. There's oily smoke inside, you'd better go out, I also have to change into work clothes before cooking." She found an apron and put it on herself, and put a plastic hat on her head.

He laughed at her funny look.

"You really look like the aunt who is serving food in our cafeteria."

"Then call Auntie." She said immediately.

Being caught by her again, he quickly shut up.

"Stay here obediently, we can have dinner right away, three to 10 minutes soon." Moran turned and went into the kitchen after finishing speaking.

He didn't read the newspaper, but stood outside the glass door of the kitchen and watched her busy. He suddenly had the illusion of getting married and returning home. He felt that Moran was his wife. He came home after a day of work and saw her in the kitchen. Cook dinner.Maybe when that day comes, he will really pick up a newspaper and read it with peace of mind, but now, he is reluctant, reluctant to waste the time reading her on the newspaper, because it is too rare, she cooks for him today, tomorrow Possibly pour water on him.

When she was cooking, she turned her head and saw him looking at her, and couldn't help smiling at him.

He only thought she had a beautiful smile, but he couldn't guess what this smile represented, was it friendship, love, politeness or just facial muscle twitching?
Three and 10 minutes later, she finally finished dinner.

He was ordered to serve the dishes in the kitchen, and a visit to the kitchen surprised him.He really didn't expect it to be so rich. He visited her just now and didn't even notice what dishes she cooked.There are four dishes and one soup for dinner.There is his favorite sweet and sour short ribs, as well as beef tenderloin with pepper, green vegetables and mushrooms, braised chicken drumsticks and a big bowl of cabbage tomato ham soup.He thought there was only a bowl of noodles in clear soup.What a surprise.

"You are so fast." He praised while serving the dishes.

"Braised chicken drumsticks and soup were cooked at noon today. Just cook what you have at home. I still remember that you like sweet and sour short ribs the most." Moran said with a smile, looking at the dishes on the table, and then suddenly He asked again, "Hey, where are the two bowls of scallion noodles I made?"

Still have noodles?
"I'll get it. You must not have seen it. I put it on top of the microwave." Moran hurried into the kitchen as she spoke. After a while, she brought out two small bowls of scallion noodles.

"I'm sorry, there are only four taels of noodles. I didn't want to make them at first, but I think today is your good day, so I made some and let's make do with it." Moran sat down firmly and saw that he was still standing still. There, he tugged at his sleeve, "Why are you standing there, sit down."

She still remembered his birthday, and he couldn't help feeling both sad and happy.

Seeing him sitting down, she smiled and said, "Eat quickly, I'll tell you later what I'm looking for today, but you have to answer my questions, okay?"

Is she finally willing to reveal clues?He was excited again.

"I can answer, and I will answer." He replied in his usual conservative style.

"Well, how about this, you ask me a question, and I'll ask you a question, too?" Moran suggested.

"Okay." He ate a piece of sweet and sour short ribs, and his heart moved, and he instantly understood the meaning of sugar-coated cannonballs.

"How does it taste?" Moran asked.

"Does that matter?" he said.

"How do I know if you don't tell me?"

"Not good." He said deliberately, seeing that Moran was about to get angry, he immediately went on to say, "That's impossible."

"You also know that it's not easy to tell a joke." She laughed.

"Do you know when was the last time I had sweet and sour short ribs?" he asked.

"When?"

"It was ten years ago, and you did it too." He said with emotion, and suddenly felt his nose a little sore.He was 21 years old that year. Not long after his mother passed away, she asked him to come to the house to help with some work. That night, her parents left him for dinner. At the age of 16, she went to the kitchen and made him a bowl of sweet and sour short ribs. She said That's something she just learned.When he tasted it, he sincerely admired it, it was so delicious.He looked up at her at that time, and had an urge to push her to the wall and kiss her forcefully. He wanted to eat a piece of sweet and sour sweet and sour ribs with her. He imagined kissing her while kissing her. He stroked her smooth black hair, and then pressed his body tightly against her body... Because of the sexual associations generated by the sweet and sour ribs, he spent many helpless and sad nights.Now, this feeling came up again, but now besides the desire to get close to her, he also had the desire to lie in her arms and cry bitterly.He wanted to grab her by the hair and ask her why I had to stay away from you when you were very close to me, and why you were getting farther and farther away from me when I could be close to you.

"I will neither be friends nor relatives with her in the future, so to me, she is irrelevant." That's what she said about Gao Jie that day, which means that she doesn't He was ready to have anything to do with him. At that time, those words were like a basin of cold water pouring down on him, and he only felt cold from head to toe.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" she asked him, tugging at his sleeve.

"It's nothing." He quickly drove away the pessimistic thoughts in his mind, and said in a brisk tone: "Then shall we say hello while eating?"

"Okay. Who will ask first?" Moran stretched the chopsticks into his mouth and bit them.

"You go first."

Moran rolled his eyes.

"Okay, you went to investigate Jiang Rongxi, what's the result?" she asked.

"She had an abortion in her senior year of college," he replied curtly.

"Really? Who did you ask?"

"Hey, I should ask, why did you ask three questions in a row?" He pretended to be serious and ate a chopstick of noodles at the same time.

"Okay, you can ask."

"What are you looking for at the villa?"

"You answer my question first." She smiled and pointed at him with her chopsticks.

"I went to her husband, and he told me that they had separated, and he seemed to have a new girlfriend. He was the one who told me about the miscarriage, and he kept blaming Jiang Rongxi for it, saying she wouldn't listen In his words, he insisted on living with Du Xiaomei, but he contracted a viral flu, which was very serious, and finally had to take the child away." He said calmly while eating the noodles with great joy.

"His kind is not good, why should he keep it? It's embarrassing to say that when Rong Xi is sick, he abandons her and forgets all about Rong Xi's kindness to him. This kind of man is like a pig!" Moran angrily knocked on the plate with his chopsticks, like an incited Women's Federation cadre.

"Hey, don't knock on it, okay, it will affect the uncle's dining mood." He said.

"Well, what else did the pig tell you?"

"Don't scold so badly, why are you more angry than Jiang Rongxi?"

"Because I'm her friend. Well, pigs shouldn't be insulted. What else did the three-legged creature say?"

"Three legs?" He was puzzled, but when he looked up, he saw Moran blinking and staring at him, without any intention of explaining. He immediately understood what she meant, hey, this guy!He couldn't help laughing.

"What did he say? Did he mention Liao Yongli?"

"Yes, he said that the reason why he quarreled with Liao Yongli in the restaurant that day was because of Liao Yongli's attitude. As soon as he entered the door, Liao Yongli declared to him that the discount card can only be used by himself, saying that he is not Jiang Rongxi, so he cannot use it."

"Ha, good job! This cheapskate must be very angry. But I am too embarrassed to withdraw in front of my girlfriend, what a dilemma." Moran cheered.

"Later, he found a cockroach in the soup. He suspected that Liao Yongli put it on purpose. He brought Liao Yongli here. Guess what Liao Yongli said?"

"What did he say?" Moran asked curiously, his big eyes sparkling like black gemstones, which made him almost distracted, but luckily he came back right away.

"He said it was the original state of the traditional Chinese medicine cicada slough, and it was already very good without his money."

Mo Lan covered his mouth and laughed: "It's really him, Yong Li did a good job, this bastard is so mad."

"Okay, it's your turn to answer my question."

"Okay. Let me say." She took a slow bite of the noodles, and he thought she would come up with something new, but what he heard was a cliché that disappointed him, "I'm looking for lip balm."

"Hey!" He threw the chopsticks on the plate unhappily.

"Why are you angry? I haven't finished talking yet. I was looking for lip balm, but I found something unexpected. Well, for your birthday, I'll tell you."

He regretted that he threw the chopsticks, and he hated himself for losing his temper. Fortunately, she was not angry, so he quickly picked up the chopsticks secretly.

"What is it?" he asked softly.

"It's a mask. Du Xiaomei asked us to make a mask that day. I bought the same one later, and I found that Du Xiaomei changed all the masks." Moran said seriously, but he didn't understand.

"Exchange?"

"It's just using A's packaging to pack B's things, and they're all mixed up."

"Why would she do this?"

"In order to test who used this mask, she found out. I know who it is." Moran proudly put a piece of beef tenderloin in his mouth, and chewed it with relish, "By the way, you You should have found out where the fake finger came from. Did Du Xiaomei make it herself?"

Being guessed by her again, he nodded and smiled.

"I guessed that only Du Xiaomei, who wanted to scare us with Baxiantang, would get some fake fingers. It stands to reason that the murderer would never want to lead the matter to the case of Baxiantang, because that would mean that Du Xiaomei is He was killed because of an affair. Moreover, before coming to the appointment, no one knew what kind of medicine was sold in Du Xiaomei's gourd, so it was impossible to bring a fake finger with him to the appointment, because there was no time to prepare." Mo Lan made it clear.

"So you already know who the murderer is?" Gao Jing asked.

"Yes, I see. In fact, she was the only one lying from the beginning to the end."

"Who is it?" He asked immediately, with a mouthful of noodles still in his mouth.

"Actually, it seems that everyone has a motive now, doesn't it?" Mo Lan's dark eyes rolled around, "Dai Rou, I just want to be with Liao Yongli, and they are indeed lovers; Yong Li opened the house; Rong Xi, if she wants to hate Du Xiaomei for causing her to have a miscarriage, she can find a reason to kill her."

"Actually, I think Liao Yongli is also suspected."

"Really?" Moran was surprised.

"I think he is deliberately teasing Jiang Rongxi's husband, which shows that he may have some interest in Jiang Rongxi, but they are more secretive. Therefore, his detention can also be interpreted as he and Jiang Rongxi are jointly producing his alibi .”

She didn't say anything, just glanced at him.

He said: "Of course, the victim was strangled to death this time, so it must be operated on the spot. He can be ruled out as a suspect."

"Of course it's not him. Yong Li is a kind-hearted man. He may have an affair, but he will never kill people. He has no courage." Moran paused here, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't Say.

"Yes, this murder requires a chance to commit the crime. He is in the detention center, so he really has no chance to kill." He said calmly, "The murderer must have hidden in Du Xiaomei's room beforehand, waiting for the opportunity to do it when he was not prepared."

(End of this chapter)