"You all wait here, Yang Bairong and I will go upstairs and take a look!"
The two went up the stairs to the 5th floor. Before they even knocked, perhaps it was just psychological, but Li Nan seemed to smell the same scent as in Kan Xingguo's bedroom that afternoon.
"Knock knock knock!"
"Knock knock knock!"
After knocking on the door of room 502 several times, an elderly voice finally came from inside.
Who is it?
"An Ding Si, there's something I need to ask you about!"
...
Li Nan regretted it a little; she should have accepted the two steamed buns from the old gatekeeper.
People only realize that there is nothing in this world that cannot be eaten when you are so hungry that your stomach and back are sticking together!
Li Nan is starting to miss the roast suckling pig from Sakura City again.
Li Nan entered 502 smoothly and went straight into the master bedroom.
Same recipe, same taste.
Only three red flowers bloomed in this "flowerpot".
Yang Bairong acted quickly and subdued the old man immediately.
Actually, it doesn't matter if it's a little slow, because the old man never even thought about running away.
"Help! Someone's breaking and robbing me!"
The subdued man seemed unaware of what crime he had committed, assuming that two uniformed men in disguise had broken into his home to rob him.
Knowing the previous example of Kan Xingguo, Li Nan knew that the two of them had lost their minds, so she quickly called her colleagues downstairs to come up.
Then I dialed Xiong Yingjun's number again.
"Driver, please send someone back again! Building 14, Xingfuli!"
...
It was past midnight when Li Nan returned to Andingsi. She was so hungry that her stomach was churning with acid, but she lost the desire to eat again.
One afternoon, two identical cases, two giant corpses wrapped in plastic wrap.
Li Nan felt that her heart was broken and she desperately needed comfort.
I checked my phone and thankfully, Gao Siming hadn't actually sent me a picture of the roast suckling pig...
At this moment, there are quite a few people in the Anding Division who share the same thoughts as Li Nan.
Those who had already gone home but were summoned back by phone were even more furious.
After a preliminary on-site investigation, the two cases were determined to be of the same nature and were therefore handled together.
Because the manner of the deceased's death was highly similar to the latest story of Blood Rose, it was naturally incorporated into the Plum Blossom Academy series of cases.
...
While some rejoiced and others grieved, the three-story courtyard in Gao Siming's hometown remained brightly lit.
Today's main course is not just a roast suckling pig contributed by Li Nan.
To coordinate the colors, Gao Siming even asked his sister, a part-time worker at the orange orchard, to collect a few free-range chickens from a nearby rural area.
I selected four pigs, covered them in mud, and used the charcoal fire from roasting suckling pig to make a delicious beggar's chicken.
Two of the oldest, most sinewy mushrooms were kept, paired with tender green-headed mushrooms and three-year-old ham, creating another big pot of delicious mushroom soup that made Li Nan envious and jealous.
Of course, even with Li Nan and his wife, they couldn't finish all those dishes.
Because today's meal isn't just for the four of them.
Gao Zimin invited several shareholders of the Tan Hua Qing Yuan Winery, the orange distributors they often cooperate with, and a dozen or so short-term workers who helped out in the orchard.
Four tables were neatly set up in the courtyard.
Today is a special day, at least for Gao Siming, it is a very important day.
A regret that has remained since 4203 has been half redeemed today.
After everyone was seated, Gao Siming instructed two workers to bring out the main dishes from the kitchen.
Yes, even roast suckling pig, beggar's chicken, or mushroom and chicken soup are not the main dishes today.
Today's main dish is just a bowl of ordinary bone broth, slightly bitter, yet with a lingering and intriguing aftertaste.
Yes, it's sophora flavescens and pork rib soup!
Looking at the steaming white bone broth in front of her, Gao Zimin's eyes welled up with tears.
Since the year her parents passed away, she has never cooked this dish herself again, but the taste of this dish is deeply etched in the depths of her soul.
Today's ingredients were all purchased by others at Gao Siming's instruction, until a familiar aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Gao Zimin then realized that it was her younger brother who had made the dish.
With the past vivid in her mind, Gao Zimin did not ask her younger brother the reason.
She knew, however, that her younger brother must have done something for their parents today!
Sophora flavescens and pork rib soup, freshly steamed fish with fermented black beans!
Today, my younger brother only cooked one dish. Does that mean he will cook another dish in the near future?
Thinking about this, Gao Zimin felt utterly useless.
The truth about her parents' tragic deaths weighed heavily on her heart like a heavy burden.
She used to think that her younger brother was too young to know these things.
Only today, seeing the bitter ginseng and pork rib soup on the table, did Gao Zimin realize that her younger brother must have done so much over the years.
However, these things cannot be publicized to outsiders, not even to her own older sister.
Yes, don't tell me that only when even I don't know is Dog Egg safe!
Gao Zimin understood, looking at her younger brother beside her who was smiling but whose eyes were also filled with tears.
Gao Zimin smiled.
[Brother, let's avenge our parents together!]
As if by telepathy, Gao Siming turned around and happened to see his sister's determined eyes filled with tears.
The siblings smiled at each other!
Everything is understood without words!
The two stood up, raised their glasses, and said, "Let us toast to today!"
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