Team Yan's canary has become a fine bird

To be honest, Youfa Xiaohua Hongqing, an old gourmet, makes dinner appointments from time to time, and he really has eaten a lot of delicious food, but when it comes to appetizing, it really has to be the child's craftsmanship.

In the past ten days or so since he left, he hardly ever went back to the apartment, and lived and ate in the bureau.

Firstly, I have been really busy recently, and secondly, when I returned home, I was feeling empty, lonely and cold.

No matter how dull he is right now, he has to admit that he is afraid that Bai Yiyi has spoiled his appetite. When he hears people talking about cooking, his saliva will naturally secrete.

A bowl of spicy noodles is very fast, and it can be done in five or six minutes.

Soy sauce, chili pepper, add a spoonful of boiled lard, and cut some mustard green onion, it smells fragrant and tastes smooth and refreshing.

The person who just felt that he was not hungry just finished his work and drank half a bowl of noodle soup.

After finishing the work, he leaned on the sofa and let out a long sigh, hey... this is the life of a person.

Thoughts swirled in my head, and I asked unconsciously: "Yiyi, whoever you learned your cooking skills from is really awesome, and whoever will be your daughter... your partner will not die happily. "

Yan Tuo was halfway through speaking when he suddenly remembered the other party's sexual orientation and changed his tone abruptly.

It's just the picture I imagined in my mind. The person standing next to Bai Yiyi has changed from a girl who is not one-tenth as beautiful as him with a blurred face to a thick and ugly man. The sense of disobedience and rejection is getting worse Intensify.

Bai Yiyi paused for a moment with his hands scrubbing the rag, then wrung it out as if nothing had happened, wiped the bowl and put it back in the cabinet.Mouth should say:

"My dad. His craftsmanship is amazing. He loves to eat and knows how to eat. He is a Chinese teacher. He was a writer. He got a senior chef certificate. It is said that Ms. Yao Pei was stuttered by this. It was subdued."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and explained with a smile: "Ms. Yao Pei is my mother."

I was almost overwhelmed by this stuttering.Yan Tuo muttered something in his heart, didn't think about what was wrong, and received it casually: "That uncle is very powerful, but he is actually a Chinese teacher? Your name..."

I'm not ashamed to go on, but the meaning is already very clear. The name Yiyi sounds a bit too scribbled. How is it different from those Zhangsan Lisi's?

Speaking of this, Bai Yiyi had to rectify his father's name.

"What about the name? It's too simple? There's a reason for that."

Yan Tuo stretched his ears curiously.

Bai Yiyi began to prepare fruit for the meal, "The official explanation is, one, at the beginning of all things, there is only one and there are two. My father named me Bai Yi. With this one, I have all possibilities. "

Very good, there is such an artistic conception of Chinese studies, Yan Tuo praised: "How about a private explanation?"

"This is my father's love for me. He was not in good health when he was born. His family asked the master to give him orders, saying that he was short of gold and fire, so he named him Bai Xinyi.

It sounds pretty good, but when you write it... Hehe, so he swore from nursery school that when he becomes a father himself, he must give his son an easy-to-write name.So, Bai Yi.It's really easy to write... I cried with envy when my deskmate copied the name. "

Yan Tuo caught the bug: "Bai Yi, or Bai Yi? Where did the extra one come from?"

"Ms. Yao Pei, a hopelessly romantic girl who has lived for thousands of years, feels that one is too lonely, and it would be nice to make a pair, so I have to add another one. Heh, if she knows that Double Eleven is now being turned into a bachelor It's the festival, I don't know if I will use my name to play romance."

Yan Tuo was amused by his petty annoyance, the disgust and complaints inside and outside the words, but there was a strong sense of affection. It seems that this child also grew up surrounded by love, which is great.

An ordinary night, because of someone's smile, becomes extra relaxed and comfortable.

It was rare for Yan Tuo to have the idea of ​​talking homely, "Then what does Ms. Yao Pei do? She still needs to travel abroad for a year."

Bai Yiyi divided the peeled apples in half and gave them to the owner, and replied casually:

"Project manager, you've heard of Zhizhen Group. It's a huge real estate company whose projects go abroad. The headquarters is still in your J city. My mother has been there since she graduated. She hasn't moved her nest. She has worked for [-] years. It’s the coming year, and this year I got such an opportunity, if this project is done well, I can be promoted to director.”

Surprises were everywhere, and the two of them actually had a new relationship. Yan Tuo didn't know how to feel, so he simply replied: "... I have heard. Did you work for more than 20 years before you became a manager?"

Bai Yiyi began to sing praises to his mother: "It's normal. It took a few years to give birth to me and raise me. Later, there were many opportunities. It's just that my father had already left at that time, and I was young. She couldn't worry about it. All the projects are unwilling to go, so naturally there is no credit for promotion."

In the middle of the night, people really can't tell, the two of them just mentioned Ms. Yao Pei, when Bai Yiyi's cell phone rang suddenly, it was really his mother.

She seldom takes the initiative to call. Could it be that there is something important?

Bai Yiyi couldn't care less, and hurriedly connected to the video.

"Little pretty, I knew you weren't asleep yet."

After being called by his mother's nickname, Bai Yiyi glanced at Yan Tuo in embarrassment, "Mom, what happened? You actually called me..."

The voice on the other side seemed a little low: "I'll be back in a few days, let me tell you, get ready to pick me up."

Bai Yiyi was puzzled: "What's the situation? Isn't the project over in half a year?"

Yao Pei began to complain to his son like a cannonball: "Who knows what evil is that civet cat, he can also take a fancy to my project with bigger mosquito legs. When it is just about to open, I have to send A confidant came to pick peaches, what can I do, make way."

"Who is the civet cat?"

"The son of Chairman Yan Bancheng, he proclaims himself the prince. If he doesn't know, he can be fooled. None of our old employees know that he is a fake, and the real prince is someone else. They call him a civet cat in private."

Bai Yiyi seemed to have heard of Yan Bancheng's name somewhere, but after thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't think of it. "You guys are like a story book, are you really a fake prince, and you still play palace fights in the workplace?"

"Hey, you don't know, Yan Zexing has become famous all these years, but he was just an uneducated mud leg at the beginning. It was all thanks to his cousin's help that he got what he is today. Old Yan Dong passed away in an accident. Most of it was inherited by his son, but that little bastard who doesn't know his name, he is in his thirties, and he doesn't care about his own family, he doesn't know where to hang out and wait for death."

The owner of the family seems to be an invisible rich second generation, Bai Yiyi pushed himself and others, jokingly persuaded: "Everyone has his own ambitions, others may have other ideas, not to mention others, it is you who laid down such a big country for me. I don’t want to care about it, it’s easier to stay at home and draw.”

"I'll lay down the world for you. What beautiful things are you thinking of? My mother, I have saved two houses in the city center, which is already super powerful, okay? If you want to reach the sky in one step, you might as well expect to use your pretty face to fool Bai Fumei and let her marry you instead .”

Yao Pei was talking vigorously, and suddenly questioned his son's environment: "Xiaomei, didn't you come back from a trip, why are you not at home in the middle of the night?"

Bai Yiyi nearly gritted her teeth: "Mom, you're not pretty! I... I'm at a friend's house."

"Which friend? You still have friends?"

These words hurt my heart, and Bai Yiyi didn't know how to answer.

Yan Tuo came out of the scene to rescue the emergency, but for some reason, his voice sounded a little dry and tense: "Auntie... Okay, I am Yiyi's friend, Yan Tuo."

Yao Pei didn't expect that there would be another audience in the private chat just now, so he replied hello with a little embarrassment, and quickly hung up the video after a few polite words.

Bai Yiyi put down the phone, frowning almost into a line, as if putting a capital letter on his forehead.

My mother is going back to China early, but in this state, how can I meet people?

Yan Tuo comforted with a smile: "The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. I haven't decided when it will return. Maybe there will be other changes."

The melancholy mood that is about to face major troubles is unexpectedly relieved by someone's comfort.

When I went to work the next day, the returning Baituanzi received a warm welcome.

Needless to say, good girlfriends Sun Lei and Xiao Liu came to say hello early on and chatted and laughed.

Even Cao Yiman, who hated his special treatment the most, made a special trip here on a rare occasion, leaving behind the package of crispy noodles and making an awkward excuse that he picked them up.

Bai Yiyi cordially received all the visiting guests. In the afternoon, he took the time to visit the kennel and played with Xuanfeng on the playground for a while.

When it was time to get off work and was about to go home early to prepare dinner, Yan Tuo received an unexpected call.

It was Dr. Zhao Tao, a psychologist who once helped profile the murderer. He said that he had something to discuss and wanted to make an appointment to meet.

Yan Tuo went to the appointment with Bai Tuanzi, and talked about the matter while eating.

Zhao Tao's purpose was to ask him for all the files of the serial killer Zhang Yansheng.

As for the reason, we have to start with one of his proud students surnamed Jin.

This classmate, Xiao Jin, was a psychology graduate student he had supervised for two years. When it was time for his graduation thesis, he opened a topic on conscious crime.

It just so happened that this classmate had a bachelor's degree in computer science and didn't know how to operate it. Anyway, he hacked into the dark web and saw all kinds of sins hidden in the dark.

Soon, in a forum, I found the point I was interested in.

A man named M, also known as a mentor, is said to be able to help design the perfect crime scene, and is touted as a god by many netizens.

After tracing the remarks he had made, he found in the chat message that he mentioned the details of the Zhang Yansheng case in J City. The account that left the message for him hoped that he would be favored by the other party like Zhang Yansheng, and he also expressed his [-] points. Admiration, I am willing to accept all constraints in exchange for guidance.

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The author has something to say:

Yan Tuo came to the door with a betrothal gift: I'm really not a rich second generation who just eats and waits to die, I'm the Bai Fumei who is willing to pay back.

Yao Pei immediately pinched Xiaomei's ear: What do you mean?I am your old lady, but you want to be my boss?Am I a mother or are you a mother?

Bai Guishou: Hu... Hu mother?