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In response to the young man's concern, the little turtle in his arms shook his head and said coquettishly:

"I don't want to eat, brother, let's go to Grandpa Lu's house and eat together."

As he spoke, the little turtle licked his mouth. It was obvious that he liked the bowl of egg noodles last night very much.

He Ziyun was amused by Xiao Gui's words and actions, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's wait until later."

There is only one road from Lu Song's house, but the distance is not short. Taking advantage of this time, He Ziyun seemed to have said unintentionally:

"How did Little Turtle know that my brother was going to Grandpa Lu's house?"

The little turtle lay on the young man's shoulder and blinked when he heard this: "Because this road can only go to Grandpa Lu's house."

As if he felt that he was being looked at first, the little turtle rubbed the young man's shoulder, and his voice became sticky:

"Brother, do you think Little Turtle is stupid and stupid? That's why you say this... Little Turtle is going to be angry..."

He Ziyun: "..."

He shook the little turtle in his arms dumbfounded, "What? How could my brother feel this way?"

As if he was really afraid that Little Turtle would think so, He Ziyun lowered his head and comforted:

"No, no, little turtle is the smartest child in my brother's eyes."

The little turtle was happy now.

Looking at the little turtle who could laugh and cry as easily as a real child, He Ziyun's vision became a little blurry.

Li Zheng might have done something, or he might be the "butcher"... but he was really nice to Xiao Gui.

Only true "love" can bring a child into such a good state.

He Ziyun likes this kind of "return to nothingness".

This means that he has not suffered any suffering, nor suffered any torture or injury. He is just an ordinary child who is extremely loved by his father.

That's fine.

He Ziyun thought quietly.

When He Ziyun walked to the door of the police station with the little turtle in his arms and knocked on the door, Lu Song happened to be cooking today's meal.

When he heard someone pulling the chain on the iron door, Lu Song didn't show any surprise. He quickly walked out of the office and opened the door, then strode to the iron door and pulled the chain open.

After doing all this, Lu Song looked up at the young man by the iron gate and the child with round eyes in his arms, and smiled.

"Come in, my meal is almost ready."

He Ziyun smiled and nodded: "Sorry, Uncle Lu."

Lu Song waved his hand, and after He Ziyun came in with the little turtle in his arms, he lowered his head and locked the big iron door again.

"Come in, it's just in time to have a warm meal."

He Ziyun didn't refuse. After all, he was bringing Little Turtle over for lunch.

Well, I ate bland bread this morning.

After entering the office, He Ziyun understood what Lu Song meant by "having a warm meal".

On the coffee table in the office, there is a bowl of mushroom and egg soup in the center, next to it is a bowl of crispy yellow beans, a large plate of shredded potatoes and a pot of round radish dumplings.

The color was a bit unsatisfactory, but the smell was quite good and the aroma was rich, which at least surprised the young man who had eaten a lot of bread and steamed buns in the past two days.

"Uncle Lu guessed that we were coming?"

He Ziyun put the little turtle down and watched the other person run to the small stool next to the sofa and sit down, as if he was waiting to eat.

Lu Song smiled and nodded slightly: "I guessed it."

Just when He Ziyun was about to say something else, Lu Song hurried to the rice cooker and opened the lid. He took a basin of something from the rice cooker while enduring the heat and quickly walked to the coffee table and put it on it.

It is a bowl of extremely beautiful steamed egg custard.

Lu Song smiled and pulled up Little Turtle's hair, "Grandpa Lu made this especially for you. You should eat more later."

The little turtle's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly.

"Thank you Grandpa Lu!"

Lu Song happily turned around and went to serve the rice again.

"..."

When everything was ready, and even Lu Song put the apron tied around his waist on a chair aside and sat down, the three of them began to eat.

I have to say that Lu Song's craftsmanship is still very good.

Although it looks ordinary in color, it tastes pretty good.

This is the conclusion He Ziyun came to after taking a bite.

The bowl of egg custard that Lu Song specially steamed for the little turtle was placed in front of the little turtle. There was also a spoon on it for the little turtle to use when eating.

It can be seen that the little turtle really likes to eat the rice cooked by Lu Song. In just a few minutes, he finished a bowl of rice, turned around and ran to serve the rice.

Here, He Ziyun looked up at Lu Song, who was drinking soup, and asked in a very soft tone:

"Uncle Lu, does he know where the butcher's home is?"

This sentence is just the beginning of a simple sentence. After all, He Ziyun was not so forgetful that he could not remember that Lu Song had sent the butcher home after hearing the "story" just yesterday.

Sure enough, Lu Song didn't show much expression. He lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice, swallowed the food in his mouth and said:

"In the house behind Li Zheng's house," Lu Song seemed to feel that his tone was too cold, Lu Song paused for a few seconds and then added:

"Zhu Yue and Li are neighbors."

He Ziyun never expected that the butcher's house was right behind Li Zheng's house.

He stayed at Li Zheng's house for three days and didn't notice if there was another house behind Li Zheng's house.

Unexpectedly, the butcher's home was so close to Li Zheng's home, so close that he began to wonder if he might have suspected the wrong person.

Being so close, the butcher could arrive at Li Zheng's house in a short time on a rainy night and pick people at random...

But the butcher was still there when the male anchor died last night... He Ziyun still prefers that there be more than one butcher.

Is it possible that the Zhu Yue family has become "butchers"?

He Ziyun pursed his lips slightly, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

If you put it this way, excluding Zhu Yuchen, who is only seven or eight years old, there are four "butchers".

One is enough. If there are four, it is estimated that many more people will die this time.

Lu Song had no idea how many extremely dangerous things the young man opposite him was thinking about while eating. He just looked at the little turtle who was immersed in eating with loving eyes, and occasionally put some vegetables into the little turtle's bowl.

The little turtle was very sensible. Although Lu Song said that this bowl of steamed egg custard was specially made for him, he still took a spoon and scooped several spoons for each of Lu Song and He Ziyun.

The comments made everyone's eyes turn red, and countless people begged online to get such a doll.

[Wow, wow, you are so good, I really cried]

[I admit that I used to envy my wife for being pursued by a handsome man, but now I envy him even more for having such a cute, invincible and obedient younger brother! 】

[Hahaha, that’s all. I feel like there are too few children like this in reality. Woohoo.]

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