obsessed with forensics

The large slope in front of Yunyuan New Village.

The sheep successfully upgraded to a TOYOTA and easily surpassed the aunt on a bicycle. Zhang Yi left a meaningful smile.

The car was parked downstairs in Qiao's house in Yunyuan New Village. Qiao's mother, who was drying clothes, heard the "chug" sound of the engine downstairs, and leaned over to look down: "You are off work, Xiao Yi will have dinner at our house tonight."

Zhang Yi took off his helmet and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Then I'm not welcome, I love the dishes made by my aunt."

Little C went back to school, Ah Chen, who was seconded by the detachment, had to call Qiao Lier back to help. Shen Huayuan and Zhang Yi appeared on the scene, leaving Qiao Lier to do the analysis and tests.His legs are still not good enough to get on the subway and bus, and he can't get a taxi even if he has money during the rush hour. In the end, the task of picking up and dropping off falls to Zhang Yi. Of course, he won't suffer. He asked for funding to replace his motorcycle, and successfully eliminated the little sheep.

Qiao Lier got down from the back seat, put one hand on Zhang Yi's shoulder, and slowly moved up the stairs with the other hand.

Fortunately, they lived on the second floor. If they went back to their den, it would be on the sixth floor. It would be no wonder he wasn't exhausted.

As soon as he entered the door, the aroma of the food wafted from the kitchen. Mother Qiao scooped up two bowls of hot soup, "Tian Qi stewed chicken, stops bleeding and disperses blood stasis, reduces swelling and relieves pain."

Yesterday's Niu Dali oyster soup and the day before yesterday's Eucommia pork bone soup are herbal soups handpicked by his father who is a Chinese orthopedic surgeon every day, and they will never be repeated from Monday to Saturday.

Zhang Yi picked up the bowl of "Gulu, Gulu" and drank it all in one gulp, and shouted familiarly: "My mother, is there any more?"

"Yes, I cooked a big pot." Qiao's mother smiled when she heard it. Lu Yi'er moved into a new house after marriage, and Qiao's father retired to the hospital to be in charge of the night clinic. No one appreciated her cooking skills for a long time. .

The three of them had four dishes and one soup, and Zhang praised them as they ate. After the meal, Qiao's mother couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, "Xiaoyi, tell me what you want to eat."

"I like to eat everything our mother cooks." Zhang Yi really doesn't care, he can eat anything with joy, and Qiao Lier once wondered if it would be delicious for Huang Lian.

Qiao's mother and Zhang Yi talked very congenially, and there was an illusion that Qiao Lier was more like an outsider, but he would be more happy not to listen to his mother nagging him.

After the meal, Qiao's mother cleaned up the dishes and went to wash. The two sat on the sofa, one watched TV, and the other played games with a laptop.

Zhang Yi simply crossed his legs and curled up, picking his teeth with a satisfied face, "There is no need to cook or wash dishes. This kind of life is too happy."

"Why are you still here." Qiao Lier put his hand on the back of the soft sofa, "You don't need to cook or wash the boxed lunch."

"It's inhumane for you to cross the bridge and demolish the river." Zhang Yi patted his face with his hands, "Our mother said that there will be fruit later, is there any box lunch for 16 yuan?"

"Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, your Chinese was taught by the physical education teacher?" Qiao Lier despised him, "Return our mother, shameless."

Zhang Yi smirked heartlessly, anyway, they didn't hurt each other for a day, and they weren't used to it if they didn't tear each other down.

"The Police" was playing on the TV.

"Murder and organ theft is finally solved." Zhang Yi pushed Qiao Lier, "Hey, this case has dragged on long enough."

"Don't push me, I'm in PK." Qiao Lier became angry when he saw his baby die in the flash of a bright light, "It's all your fault, you'll lose experience if you die."

"The drowning case of the homeless man is really subordinate to this big case." Zhang Yi squinted at him, "I remember the case of the homeless man, you eat the noodles at the bottom of the bowl."

"It's eating a bowl of noodles and turning the bottom of the bowl." Qiao Lier slapped Zhang Yi's head, "Stupid! Thanks to you, brother Yixiu, you can't become a monk even if you lose all your hair."

"Anyway, the meaning is the same, you just eat inside and out, your arms are turned out to help the judge, and the one who lost his hair is your senior brother Xu Qiang, not me, and I don't plan to become a monk, I still want to marry a wife and have a baby." Zhang Zhang Ninja Turtle squinted his eyes and stretched out his neck, staring at the TV, "Why didn't you see Judge on camera?"

"Let's talk about someone who is willing to marry you. You are stupid. Do you understand family planning? You can only have one at most after you get married." Qiao Lier did not see the judge for a long time. The bureau talked eloquently at the press conference, "I keep a low profile."

"Fuck!" Zhang Yi deliberately elongated his face and pretended to be serious, "How do you know, do you know him very well?"

"This..." Qiao Lier was at a loss for words for a moment, unable to understand.

Fortunately, Qiao's mother came out with a fruit plate at this time. The fresh oranges were cut into pieces and served in glass dishes. The plump and juicy pulp exudes a sour and sweet aroma, which is fresh and natural.

"It's so sweet, Mom knows how to pick fruit." Zhang Yichao gave Qiao's mother a thumbs up, "I don't know how to pick, every time I buy it is sour."

"Smell first, look second." When it comes to shopping for vegetables and cooking, Qiao's mother is enthusiastic, "Smell the aroma, and look at the navel at the bottom."

Qiao Lier was not interested in talking to them, so he hung up the online game to upgrade, and casually grabbed the newspaper on the sofa, and a colorful leaflet with tickets fell down.

"Hengyuantang health-preserving tea." Qiao Lier picked up the leaflet and said, "It can effectively improve cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases and sleep quality, reduce fat and lose weight, clear liver and improve eyesight, and effectively prevent Alzheimer's disease and diabetes."

"What magic medicine?" Zhang Yi snatched the list, "It's even better than the Indian god-oil, and it can cure all diseases."

"Apocynum leaves, gynostemma, hawthorn, longan..." Qiao's mother read a bunch of names of traditional Chinese medicines in one breath, all of which were immortal and had mediocre therapeutic effects. "A course of medicine costs 1800 yuan, which is precious!"

"Mom, you won't buy it too?" Qiao Lier looked at his mother suspiciously, "Why are you so clear?"

"This is what I pictured." Qiao's mother poked the coupon, "Aunt Zhou in the next building didn't listen to my advice, she bought a course of medicine, your mother and I have been working as a nurse in provincial Chinese medicine for many years. Still don't understand."

"It's good that you understand." Qiao Lier said angrily, "Don't be greedy for such petty gains. If you want to go, I'll pay you to go."

"Don't worry about mom, I know it." Qiao's mother was deeply annoyed, "There are resources to use, and you don't have to eat for nothing."

Qiao Lier mentally prayed silently, hoping that her mother would not become an idiot after eating, and be slaughtered like a fish in water.

Zhang Yi flicked the leaflets loudly with his fingers, "Is this kind of economic fraud?"

"I don't know." Qiao Lier was stunned for a moment, "I have to ask Team Mu about this."

"Ask her tomorrow." Zhang Yi wiped his hands after eating the oranges and prepared to go home.

"Xiaoyi, come here early tomorrow, Mom will fry scallion pancakes for you, and you two will go to work after eating."

"Hey, I'm so happy!" Zhang Yi took a sip of his saliva, remembering that the flour wrapped with chives was spread into thin slices and fried until golden and fragrant, and when he bit into it, it was so crisp that it made a "boo chi" sound, so he moved his index finger. "Mom, really? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"How could Mom lie to you?" Qiao's mother felt like she hated seeing Zhang Yi lately. "You might as well move here during this period of time. Anyway, Yi'er's room is empty, so it's convenient for you to pick up and drop off Qiao Qiao."

Qiao Lier looked at the two helplessly, who was her son?He didn't want to look up and see him down, he couldn't bear being tired of being with Zhang Yi 24 hours a day: "Brother doesn't like people sleeping in his bed."

"Don't tell me he knows what a fart. He is reluctant to come back with his wife in his arms every day." Qiao's mother is so lively, she always hopes that the whole family will live together, but the two sons moved out one after another. Of course, a chatter who appreciates his cooking skills won't let him go easily.

Although Zhang Yi is a dick and lacks two things, he is also a knowledgeable and interesting person after being in society for a long time. He will continue to hang out with him, but he has no plan to live together.