The Final Story of Miss Weird

After saying that, An Yu ran away again, and no trace of her brisk footsteps could be seen.

After returning to her hometown in the countryside, An Yu seemed to feel much more at ease and was genuinely happy.

Luo Ling retracted her gaze and turned around to see her grandmother looking at her with a smile.

"My dear, is Xiaoyu easy to get along with?"

"Ah."

Luo Ling nodded slightly. Although they had only known each other for a short time, An Yu was indeed a lively, cheerful and lovely girl.

It's hard to believe that she used to be called introverted...

"That's good. When she was little..."

Grandma realized halfway through her speech that she had already promised An Yu, and quickly changed her words.

"Let's not talk about this, let's not talk about this. If Xiaoyu knew, she would blame me as an old woman again..."

"Grandma, can I ask you something?" Luo Ling said.

"Is it about Xiaoyu?" Grandma's eyes seemed to brighten a little.

"No...it's another girl, about the same age as Xiaoyu."

Luo Ling took out his cell phone, swiped to the photo of "The Prophet", and handed it to his grandmother.

Grandma squinted her eyes and looked at it for a long time, then raised her reading glasses and said,

"I haven't seen her, but she looks familiar... Oh, yes, it seems like two months ago, the police from the police station came to the village to look for her... and even posted a notice."

Grandma returned the phone to Luo Ling, her tone filled with worry, "Did something happen to this girl? Does she know Xiaoyu?"

"Well...something happened, but it has nothing to do with Xiaoyu."

Although the answer was as expected, Luo Ling was still a little disappointed.

Perhaps, Liu Songyi's previous investigation was most likely correct, and the "prophet" was indeed not in Baiyan Village.

At this moment, Luo Ling remembered two more pieces of news about the "prophet". After a moment of silence, he asked,

"By the way, grandma, are there any mushrooms in your Baiyan Village?"

"Mushrooms?" Grandma looked surprised. "Little girl, why are you asking the same questions as the police officers?"

Chapter 42 A Warm and Happy Lunch

As a senior criminal policeman and experienced awakener, even though the "prophet's" words were crazy, Liu Songyi obviously still included him in the scope of his visit and investigation.

"So... no?"

"Have."

But grandma nodded and turned around to take out a bag of dried mushrooms from the kitchen.

"...It shouldn't be this kind."

Luo Ling looked at it for a while and his eyelids twitched slightly. It was just a bag of ordinary mushrooms.

Where could the giant mushroom that the "prophet" said could eat people be...

"Not big enough, huh? That's what the police officers said," Grandma muttered, "You city people are really weird. You even have to pick and choose the size of mushrooms..."

"..."

Luo Ling really didn't know what to say, mainly because the words about these mushrooms came from the mouth of a mentally ill person.

Just then, the door to the backyard opened, and An Yu, smelling fishy, ​​ran in carrying two freshly killed chickens. Behind him, his grandfather was walking slowly with a bag on his back.

"Grandma, come cook! Grandpa's food isn't as delicious as yours!"

An Yu was yelling loudly, while the grandfather on the other side had a resentful look on his face.

"Okay, okay..."

Hearing her granddaughter's praise, a smug smile broke out on the grandmother's wrinkled face. Then, holding her knees, she proudly walked back to the kitchen like an invincible general.

"Xiaobai, Ah Qian, wait a moment, lunch will be ready soon!"

An Yu in the kitchen poked half of her head out and said with a smile.

"Ah."

Luo Ling responded and looked at Elsa beside her.

Elsa's condition had eased a lot at this time, but her complexion was still very bad.

Little Bella in her arms remained silent, looking as dumb as an ordinary doll.

As if she noticed Luo Ling's gaze, Elsa raised her head slightly and forced a smile from the corners of her mouth, indicating that Luo Ling didn't need to worry too much.

After a while, an enticing aroma wafted from the kitchen, and An Yu's brisk figure ran back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, bringing the meals prepared by her grandmother to the table.

"Come over to eat!"

An Yu's voice came from the restaurant, and the sound of dishes and chopsticks continued.

When Luo Ling pushed Elsa to the dining table, Grandpa, Grandma and An Yu had already taken their seats, leaving two seats closest to the door for Luo Ling and Elsa.

The dishes on the table were quite rich, including several plates of chicken, a plate of fried meat, vegetables, and even a pot of soup.

After they were seated, An Yu diligently served a bowl of soup to Luo Ling and Elsa.

"Try it, this is a specialty from my hometown! ...right grandpa?"

"Yes," Grandpa nodded and said proudly, "We grew this with our own hands. It's nutritious! Eat more to grow taller."

Luo Ling looked at the bowl of soup. The soup was slightly yellow in color. In addition to a few pieces of chicken, there were also some white lumps in it.

Wait, this is...

"mushroom soup?"

Luo Ling was stunned.

"Little girl, you don't know what this is, do you?" Grandpa said proudly, "This is not a mushroom, it's white Ganoderma lucidum.

"When I was a kid, only grown men could eat this soup during festivals. Look at us now. We can grow our own food and eat it whenever we want!"

"Try it now, it's so fresh and delicious."

As An Yu spoke, she picked up a bowl and started drinking it.

Luo Ling showed a bit of embarrassment, and after struggling for a while, he pushed it back.

"I'm sorry to disappoint your kindness... I don't like eating this kind of fungus."

This was not something Luo Ling did on purpose. She just didn't like eating mushrooms and was quite picky in this regard.

In addition, the prophet's crazy words have been echoing in her mind for some time, and she is now somewhat resistant to mushrooms themselves.

Elsa pushed back as well, shaking her head.

Her reason is different from Luo Ling's. Luo Ling doesn't like to eat, but she can't eat anything now.

"what?"

An Yu was stunned for a moment, and the grandparents next to her also looked embarrassed.

The simple old couple felt it was their own fault for accidentally breaking the guest's diet.

"I can eat more of the other things I like."

Luo Ling immediately added another sentence, which slightly eased the slightly stagnant atmosphere.

"Yes, yes, eating more meat and vegetables is also very good." Grandma quickly agreed, "They are all raised and grown at home, so they are very healthy.

"Especially this vegetable, it contains a lot of chlorophyll. Eating more will help you grow taller."

"It's okay. If you don't like it, I'll eat it!" An Yu took the responsibility and ate all the soup in front of the two of them. "I love everything grandma makes!"

Luo Ling also picked up the chopsticks and started eating slowly.

After the meal, An Yu, who had eaten heartily, leaned back on the sofa, stroking her slightly bulging belly, and said with emotion,

"I haven't eaten grandma's cooking for a long time. It tastes just like before... Tsk, it's much better than the pig food in the school cafeteria."

"The school... the food in your school cafeteria is terrible?"

Luo Ling asked curiously. She couldn't afford to eat in the cafeteria and always brought her own food.

After I woke up, I no longer felt hungry, so I simply stopped eating, which saved me some money.

"That's right," An Yu said resentfully, "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are made by scrambling boiled eggs and a whole tomato. There's even scrambled eggs with spicy strips and scrambled eggs with mooncakes... What do these people think of eggs, assholes! Eggs will regret being born if they meet them!"

"Pfft."

Elsa, who was standing next to her, couldn't help wanting to laugh, but because the sound she made might cause problems, she forced herself to hold it back.

"When are we going to go out and investigate again?" Luo Ling asked, "You can't just ask a few villagers, right?"

"I'm available anytime. I just finished my meal and I can go for a walk."

An Yu spread her hands, she didn't care.

Luo Ling hesitated for a moment, then looked at Elsa, who was still haggard.

"Then let Xiao Qian stay and rest for a while?"

"no!"

An Yu immediately spoke up, and Elsa also shook her head with a determined look.

"Although I think nothing will happen, when executing a commission, all teams must go out and cannot stay behind at will." An Yu said, "This is the iron rule set by the group leader, and every team that executes a commission must abide by it."

Elsa nodded slightly, indicating that it was true.

"...All right."

Luo Ling did not insist, she was indeed not very familiar with this.

The reason why Ji Shinian asked Luo Ling to participate in this simple commission was to let her know how the members of the communication group cooperated... Now it seems that it is indeed necessary.

So, just as the bearded uncle said, this commission...is indeed similar to taking care of a child.

Chapter 43: Baiyan Village’s Specialties

After taking a short rest at home and waiting for the two elders to take a nap, An Yu picked up her small backpack and left the small house with Luo Ling and Elsa.

Because they had already visited the nearby villagers on the way here, An Yu felt that there was no need to ask again. Besides, most of the elderly people in the village were taking a nap, so it was not a good idea to disturb them.

So after thinking it over for a while, An Yu decided to go to the fields near the mountain in the village to take a look at the situation.

"Still no response..."

An Yu held the compass, and the needle on it did not move, indicating that there was nothing strange nearby.

Along the way, the entire Baiyan Village was normal, everything was the same as before, and nothing seemed to have changed.

In fact, An Yu felt that even if they came out to investigate, there would probably be no results, because Liu Songyi and his team had already searched the mountains and fields - otherwise, how could "Daffodil" eat the wild boars in the mountains?

Of course, normal is a good thing. Strange appearances are usually disasters. Thinking of this, An Yu felt a little relieved.

Compared to An Yu who was more inclined to investigate the weirdness, Luo Ling's attention was focused on this field which should have been fertile.

"Your village... no longer has farming?"

Luo Ling looked at the field that was already overgrown with weeds, with a thoughtful expression.

"How could that be? Baiyan Village has always been self-sufficient. I have to go and help during the autumn harvest every year."

An Yu raised her head and replied. At the same time, she saw the abandoned fields and was instantly surprised. "Wait... Wait, isn't this a bit wrong?"

The uncles and aunts she knew were all very hardworking and would never let the fields go to waste like this; they would be heartbroken.

"This should be the responsibility field of Mr. Huang who owns the village store... His house is nearby, shall we go over and ask?"

"Ah."