At night, Bai Xiao sat cross legged under the window and looked through the spice collection.

Outside the window, there was autumn wind and rain. Several birds hid under the leaves to take shelter from the rain and called "chirp" from time to time.

Mu fei'er said that she raised the fragrant insect, which had nothing to do with Mrs. Xiangrui. She doesn't believe it!

Flavoring is the most important. Even if it is the same proportion of spices, the fragrance will be different because of the different temperature and air humidity.

Bai Xiao guessed that the insect was fed with spices. And the spice is the kind used by Mrs. Xiangrui!

The spice collection has been turned over many times and found nothing. Bai Xiao looked at the signature of the editor on the last page and suddenly thought: why don't you send an email to the editor for advice?

Bai Xiao immediately searched the Internet for the information of the editor "Ling MOHEN" and sent him an email.

She just tried to send an email. Who knows, a few minutes later, she received a reply from Ling MOHEN: "I'm ling MOHEN. I'm very interested in the insects you said. Do you have any photos?"

Bai Xiao: "

No photos! As soon as the bug crawled out of her ear, it was crushed to death by the night owl.

What should I do? Draw!

It's time to show her painting skills!

Bai Xiao drew with a pen, but she painted a small insect for more than an hour.

Yeying came in and was very happy to see her painting on the ground: she was finally bored and ready to pick up the design again?

He stepped lightly and walked over. Then... Black lines!

worm!

Bai Xiao has a bug in her!

"Wife, what are you doing?" the night bird couldn't bear to make a noise, breaking someone's interest in painting insects.

"Painting bugs." Bai Xiao raised his head, smiled at him, bowed his head and continued to paint, striving to be perfect in every detail.

Yeyu: "

A broken bug. What can I draw?

"Wife, are you too bored?" night Pang frowned. "Didn't grandma teach you to be a housekeeper?"

"It's not boring. I'm painting Xianggu." Bai Xiao finally finished painting and carried the paper to enjoy himself. "Almost, it's probably like this."

Yeyu looks at the insects in the picture: are all insects the same in the world!

But why did she mention it again?

"Wife, what do you draw it for?" night Pang asked alertly.

"I want to see if it is naturally fragrant or cultivated." Bai Xiao guided the painted picture into the computer and noted the characteristics of good insects: it will emit fragrance and bounce when meeting people. Then send an email to Ling Mo enthalpy.

The night glanced at him: "who is he?"

"Oh, the author of spice collection," Bai Xiao said, "I'll ask him if there's any clue."

Bai Xiao closed his laptop, stretched and stood up: "husband, shoulder pain, pinch."

Yeyu helped her pinch her shoulder, and her face was cold.

It's no coincidence that mu fei'er's fragrant Gu and Mrs. Xiangrui's fragrance are. He has asked people to investigate.

I always feel that the wind and rain have not passed yet!

"Husband, why don't you go out today?"

"It's raining."

"Don't you have to work when it rains? Don't forget, you have to support your family."

"Yes, I can work at home."

"By the way, is the villa you took me to your house that day?" Bai Xiao asked. The villa is more like an office than a place of residence.

Ye Yu nodded: "the villas nearby are all ours."

"On that day, there was villa No. 8, which was used to work and meet some special people. There was also a villa No. 7, which was Dr. Zhu's territory and had the most advanced treatment equipment in the world."

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