“So far, five people have gone missing from that construction site. They’ve disappeared one after another over the past twenty days,” Fang Yanming said, picking up a large pork rib with his eyes shining.
Lu Mo asked Fang Yanming to come to his house for dinner after get off work. Fang Yanming inadvertently mentioned the missing person case, which was actually not a case because no one had reported it to the police.
Fang Yanming knew this because he met with an informant today, and the informant mentioned it unintentionally. Out of professional sensitivity, Fang Yanming asked a few more questions, but didn't take it too seriously.
The population flow at construction sites is highly volatile; it's common for people to work together today and then part ways tomorrow, and no one reports it to the police. Fang Yanming has countless cases on his hands, so of course he doesn't care.
Moreover, even if he did report it to the police, he wouldn't care too much. He would have been excited when he first started working, but now he's been a veteran for several years. Even if he sees a corpse shredded into mincemeat, he can still eat a whole bowl of noodles with soybean paste without batting an eye.
Moreover, he had asked the informants, and they said that the missing people were usually idle and only worked sporadically. They would disappear after receiving their wages and only return after several days. Later, they found out that they had gone to the red-light district to spend money.
After spending several days at the beauty salon, having spent almost all their money and exhausted their energy, the group honestly returned to their hometown to work as laborers to earn money. They then went back to the beauty salon to spend their money again. They were all just lazy bums who lived for today and didn't care about tomorrow.
Of the five missing people, two have been missing for more than ten days, while the other three have only been missing for three days. Fang Yanming guessed that the two who had been missing for more than ten days had most likely returned to their hometowns, while the three who had been missing for three days were probably enjoying themselves at some beauty salon!
This is highly likely because the construction site just paid out wages.
"Five people have gone missing from the construction site. Has no one reported it to the police?" Ye Qingqing asked curiously.
At that time, Lu Qingquan found twenty people from the construction site. The remaining fifteen people, seeing their companions go missing, weren't they worried?
"Who would call the police? There's too much population mobility in a construction site. Maybe these five people will come back on their own in a few days!" Fang Yanming didn't care at all, picked up another piece of rib, and gnawed on it with relish.
If he had known Lu Mo had such good food, he would have come over to freeload every day. What's the hardest thing about being single?
There are two major events—
Meals with my wife.
For Fang Yanming, whose hometown is not in Pingjiang, a wife is secondary. Marriage is all about fate, and it doesn't matter if it's a few days late, but getting pregnant can't be delayed.
Eating out for every meal is really not a pleasant thing. It's expensive and you'll feel uncomfortable eating out. But he's too lazy to cook. At most, he'll get up on the weekend and cook a bowl of noodles, or instant noodles. He just eats whatever is convenient.
"Delicious... Old Mo, you've got this skill too! I'll follow you from now on!"
Fang Yanming devoured several pieces of ribs, his face glowing and full of energy. He praised Lu Mo generously and got up to get his fourth bowl of rice.
This was the most enjoyable meal he had since arriving in Pingjiang.
Fang Yanming is from the Northwest and loves noodles and spicy food, but the local cuisine in Pingjiang is sweet and bland, with rice being the staple food. Even when Fang Yanming goes to restaurants, he can't find food that suits his taste, and his mouth is getting so bland.
Because Lu Mo had served in the Northwest, his cooking was on the spicier side, which suited Fang Yanming's taste perfectly. He ate to his heart's content and was ready to eat three more bowls of rice!
Ye Qingqing frowned slightly. Although Fang Yanming spoke casually, she subconsciously felt that these five people would never come back!
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