If it is a special case, as long as it is a major case supervised by provinces and cities. Confidentiality is not inferior. Brother Gang from the moment he left the detachment. There is no way to know the news of this case, from the detachment back to the first brigade, Longmen did not jump over and was beaten back to the original form, this time it is not as good as the original form, hang a suspension to check this punishment is not light, it is not heavy, this is also the art of leading the station, to say that it is serious. If you can't turn over from a suspension, you have to say it mildly, maybe you will be fooled by an inspection. within the system. It's hard to say what will determine the weight.

But this time it's a headache. Jian Fan himself couldn't figure out whether it was heavy or light. Moreover, this time the project made quite a lot of noise, Guo Yuan, Xiao Chenggang, and Wang Ming, who participated in the arrest of Xue Jianting, were all transferred to the task force for the sake of secrecy, and Jian Fan returned to the first team, and he didn't even have a target for nonsense. After reporting to Jian Fan, he honestly went home and waited for the notice, saving himself from staying in the team and being a joke in everyone's mouth. After all, it is not a glorious thing to pull the team out to perform policing without an order.

This kind of waiting, that is, one, two, three, four, five, six days, did not wait for any notice, but Jian Fan did not feel at all. It's time to eat, drink, and play, and I've forgotten about it a long time ago.

The more you don't notice, the more you feel relaxed, and if you don't notice, it's nothing, and as long as you follow the current clues and check down, there will definitely be something. It was only a matter of time for the truth to come to light, and what was even more relaxing was that the dual identities designed by the detachment leader and Captain Qin were aborted because of the turn of the case. Naturally, I don't have to be caught in the middle, and it's hard to be a person. Of course, there is another reason that is not humane to outsiders, that long-coveted secret sixteen flavor recipes will be surnamed Jane from now on, and my father has not obtained any of the tips for more than ten years of poverty, and he suddenly got the secret recipe of Luo Da Imperial Chef. What are you worried about? I can wake up smiling when I fall asleep.

So, suspension is equal to relaxation, inspection is equal to vacation, shopping in the vegetable market during the day, looking for ingredients, occasionally meeting the third Huang Tianye, the boss Xue Hanyong, the two roommates, the next day, walking to the Fuxi Street Yoga Studio to see a group of beautiful girls' soft exercises, and then Sister Jiang chirped me to take a long street stroll or spend the moon before the moon, or it seems that three or five kinds of small fried two people entertain themselves, life is free and tight. Work and career are the same as in school that year. It's still a mess, but the relationship with Jiang Dijia is getting closer and closer.

No, it's too close. It's so close that I'm starting to worry

I got up early on Sunday, practiced for an hour in the community, and went home to start preparing. What are you going to prepare? It's not about eating. There is an important important thing to do today, I saw Jian Fan rummaging through the cabinets and trying on a few clothes that are not much, in fact, there is nothing to provoke, the suit is only two, but he can't decide whether to wear gray or blue; there are two or three pairs of leather shoes, I don't know whether to wear laces or sharp tongue; I bought it yesterday with a tie, and I usually don't want to tie this thing, and I feel not very satisfied after tying it many times. Tossed back and forth for more than an hour without making up his mind.

I saw Jian Fan like an ant on a hot pot, wandering around the empty room, throwing a bunch of internal and external clothes on the big bed in the bedroom, and I really couldn't make up my mind for a while, and I sat on the bed and sighed, this blank expression was even worse than the unsolved case that I had encountered for ten years.

What's wrong? Falling out of love? Definitely not, I'm in love.

Oh, it's not a big deal, it's just that Jiang Dijia wants to take Jian Fan home and let his father take a look at his aunt-to-be. When Jiang Dijia said it the day before, Jian Fan was shocked, and immediately recalled the Jiang family's room full of books and the old man who was buried in the pile of books, Jian Fan, who had been used to being a bad element in school since he was a child, always had an inexplicable awe of this kind of bookish person, and did not want to go in every possible way.

The time is almost up. Hearing the knock on the door, Jian Fan jumped up from the bed and nervously went to open the door. In front of the door, facing Jiang Dijia, since she and Zeng Nan became best friends, I heard that she occasionally sewed a few times, at this time, Sister Jiang's half-open white coat, beige cha bag and purple thread coat were extremely pretty, as soon as she entered the house and closed the door, she looked at Jian Fan still looking unhappy, still wearing a thread coat, jumping and pulling slippers, and reprimanded angrily and funny: "What time is it? Why don't you have any energy except cooking?"

"Shun, ouch, it came so suddenly, I wasn't mentally prepared at all.

"I told you everything. Just have a light meal, you can order whatever you want, why can't you understand me?"

"That's what I said. Can I be casual? Can I be casual?"

The two of them said. Jian Fan went back to the bedroom and hurriedly changed his clothes, stood in front of the door and looked at Jian Fan's cat scratching as if he was not tickling. Seeing Jian Fan clumsily tie his tie, he simply pulled it and didn't tie it, and taught Jian Fan to say: "Don't be too pretentious, you are not that piece of material, casually means natural, and it will be counterproductive if you overdo it,"

Saying that, helping Jian Fan straighten his collar, the two of them stood together, this one was almost as tall as usual, he had just come in from outside, and it looked a little cold, Jian Fan looked at Jiang Dijia's face that was a little red, and he was wearing his collar. I warmed my hands and covered Jiang Dijia's face in distress, it was icy, slippery, and I was so touched. Touching Jian Fan's heart, he wanted to come up and pop a few.

Unexpectedly, this was not the time to be warm, Jiang Dijia knocked out Jian Fan's salty hand, pointed at his nose with a little anger and scolded: "You listen well, I'll go to my house in a while." No pulling, pulling, greasy and crooked. Don't have any ambiguous little movements, my dad is an old-fashioned guy on this, if he kicks you out of the door, I won't send you. ”

Jiang Dijia's half-truths and half-truths were intimidating, and Jian Fan listened to it with awe, nodding his head and nodding his head. I felt that this matter was so embarrassing, so I grinned, stomped my feet, and said sadly: "Sister, I'm still a little weak-hearted? You said it too fast, and you didn't even have a buffer, in case the old man couldn't see it at a glance, wouldn't we be out of fun?"

"How can that be? Let my parents approve of you in general, right?" Jiang Dijia seemed to be trying his best to match.

"There is a way. How about we make raw rice and cook it and then inform them? If you don't agree, you can't help it. ”

Jian Fan smiled evilly, squinted and instigated, the two of them were about to cook the process of ripening rice, which was not difficult.

When Jiang Dijia heard this, she blushed a little insincerely. Holding his fists and putting cattle on Jian Fan's back, Jian Fan hid, the two of them rolled on the bed, Jiang Dijia scolded while fighting, making you no longer serious, Jian Fan grinned and bent over, the two of them had made such jokes more than once, and every time they saw Jiang Dijia ashamed and annoyed, they felt full of interest.

If love, it may not necessarily be reflected in love, a smile and a anger feel cute. This kind of playing and playing is more flavorful, the two of them seem to be happy now, pushing and pushing and hugging and hugging for a while, Jian Fan's heart was a little relieved, crawled on the bed, looked at Jiang Dijia who was tired, and asked: "Hey, sister", what topic does our dad like to talk about? Don't talk about it for a while. ”

"Well, life science" plus recombinant, embryonic stem cells, and high-potent proteins are more professional. Jiang Dijia was lying on the bed. Tilting his head, a joke flashed in his eyes. Sure enough. When Jian Fan heard this, his face pulled down, and he said nervously: "This, this is too difficult, right? Is that okay?"

"If it doesn't work, ancient Chinese can also be used, Tang poems, Song lyrics, and Yuan songs, my father has dabbled in them. He likes Dr. Qu's Nine Songs the most. If you have this level, he may like you immediately. Jiang Dijia changed the topic again, and De looked at Jian Fanchou with a smile. But this time there was no worry, Jian Fan almost fell on his back in despair, and said dejectedly: "Forget it, let's blow the lamp as soon as possible, I now have a flavor recipe in my hand." I can't even recognize all the traditional characters, don't go to your house, three sentences are exposed, I can't eat and I am kicked out. ”

It seems that there is indeed a gap. But no matter how much you make up for it at this age, it is in vain, Jian Fan said a little heartlessly, sighing as he spoke, and even the beauties around him couldn't take care of it. But when I didn't think about it, maybe the beauty came to the door, and I just sighed. Jiang Dijia, who was smiling, supported her elbows, looked at Jian Fan from top to bottom, teasing, spurting, stretching out the fragrant tongue of the red tide, seducing Jian Fan to pounce and kiss. Under normal circumstances, the method that works immediately is a little ineffective today, and it seems that the lack of self-confidence is terrible, Jian Fan didn't move for a long time, Jiang Dijia smiled and pressed and kissed it aggressively.

Gentleness is a woman's sharpest weapon. Of course, being able to hit the big husband also has the effect of motivating the little man, and he is warm. The four lips are like honey, and the tip of Sister Jiang's tongue occasionally plucks between her lips like an elf. It took a long time for the two of them to separate slightly, their lips touching and their foreheads on their foreheads. In Wen Cun encouraged: "My dad has the least status in our family, and he has retreated from the beginning of the net?

"Reluctantly. Let's talk about it. Jian Fan, a little man, was provoked to become a big husband, and his eyebrows flashed with heroism, and he said very resolutely: "If your parents agree, then Ming Media is marrying, or not." Let's make a private contract for life, whoever stops us, let's elope. ”

This is said to be very windy, Xiao Xiao is easy to be cold, and the strong man is going to hold the courage of the beauty to return, which makes Jiang Dijia smile, and kisses the little man who is a little silly and cute with a light smile, and praises: "It's almost the same, like a man"

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"Dad, I'm back. ”

"Jiajia" waits. It'll be fine in a while. Sit down for a moment. ”

Jiang Dijia shouted with a little joy when he entered the door, followed by Jian Fan, who was a little nervous, carrying a can of corn yellow and daylily, thin-skinned walnuts, oolong jujubes and other local specialties, originally wanted to break the bank with this month's salary. However, Jiang Dijia didn't let him, and only brought a few rare things.

Home is always cozy. The father and daughter said a word, Jiang Dijia led Jian Fan to the living room, a few fruits had been placed on the coffee table, Jiang Bianjia peeled the pear with great interest, and the sound of sneering oil into the pot in the kitchen sounded. There was a burst of fragrance wafting over, and she put down her things, and Jane, who was a little restrained, saw that there was no one else at home. He cautiously came up and pointed to the kitchen and asked, "Sister, then, how do you let the old man cook?"

"Actually. He also loves to cook, and when I was a child, I loved to eat my dad's cooking, "I didn't let the little nanny come today, so I made it for you." Jiang Dijia said softly, seeing that Jian Fan was a little flattered and opened his mouth into "o." type, he stuffed the shaved sugar pear into Jian Fan's mouth, looked at Jian Fan quite nervously, covered his mouth and giggled.

After a while, there was a shout in the kitchen. The steaming noodles and a few side dishes were served, and Jian Fan, who was used to cooking, was still a little restless when he sat and waited for the first time, but Jiang Qijia was quite generous, pulled a chair, and led Jian Fan to the table. At a glance, it is just a homely meal, clear and bright willow leaf noodles, green pods fried shredded pork, mushrooms fried rape, plus a cold cucumber and spicy cold skin, all of which are common meals on the table of Dayuan people.

The old man finally came out. Untying his apron and smiling made Jian Fan feel a little kind, but he had forgotten that the other party still had the identity of a professor. I know that this is already the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and he is older than his father. However, looking at the kind face, thin figure, and body posture, Long Zhong did not see Long Zhong's old state at all, which suddenly made Jian Fan a little secretly surprised in his heart.

At this time, Jiang Dijia, who was serving the bowl, was also quite observant, took off his coat, light purple in his light shirt, high-necked goose yellow, and plain hand spoon, Xiao did not move, did not taste the food, and had fragrance first.

Jiang Dijia's father, Jiang Qingyuan, has retired and was rehired as a visiting professor at Dangshan University, as soon as he introduced it at the dinner table, it seemed that the foreshadowing had already been laid, and the old man smiled and said: "Jian Fan" is so simple and ordinary. Hehe. Good name, meaningful, it's a bit of a class to entertain a chef like you at home. But don't laugh. ”

Such a cold and polite one. Jian Fan suddenly felt a little more cordial, humbly conceded, and commented: "Uncle, you are polite, Liu Yemian can achieve this level, and he is about to catch up with Bai Case Master." ”

Jian Fan praised it. Jiang Dijia was happy, and while tasting it, he leaned on his father's shoulder with a smile and said, "Even if you know the goods, I love to eat the willow leaf noodles made by my father." Jiuding's chefs are not as good as my dad's. ”

"That's" that is," Jian Fan said in a slant voice, and then complimented. Tasting the thin willow leaf noodles with the vegetables, this praise is not exaggerated, the noodles are really good at making a hand, and the heart is secretly beating the drum, isn't this old man also a eater? You must know that this willow leaf noodles are purely handmade, that is not made by ordinary people. Only the old lady in the countryside who had a lot of work to do this strenuous thing. If you want to eat, these two people can have it

The two villains held it like this, and the old man's face turned a little pale, and he asked with a smile: "Home-cooked meals and restaurants are two different concepts, and this willow leaf noodle restaurant will not make it for you, which is time-consuming, labor-intensive." Where can I make money?, Xiaofan, our province is a big noodle province, do you know how many kinds of pasta there are?"

"That's more, willow leaf noodles, oblique machine machine, long and thin spread noodles, cutting boards, dipping slices, pinching pimples, tuo duoduo, picking sharp, knife noodles, knife dialing noodles, Teng noodles, rubbing materials, river fishing, Oh Oh rice, dumpling fish day, pull strip The province has more than 40 kinds of practices from south to north, the first in the country, there is no province that people are the best at eating pasta than us here. Jian Fan was inadvertently touched by the nerve of eating, and the words blurted out as if they were on the lips. Originally, he asked casually, and said more than 20 kinds at once, Jiang Dijia heard so many nouns of pasta at once, and was stunned first, and then said the extremely complicated method, which was even more smashing, but his father Jiang Qingyuan listened to it with relish. Occasionally, he inserted a sentence or two, and Jian Fan looked at it like this, but he was even more sure: This old man, eighty percent of them are only one eater.

Could it be that there is something in common between learning and cooking?" Jian Fan thought about it.

Gasping and eating noodles, the old man was quite talkative, listening to the conversation until he heard a little taste, daring to love the stone cakes and jujubes, walnuts and Lan dog meat from Tang Datou that were occasionally given to Sister Jiang some time ago, all of which were honored as gifts to the Jiang family's father, and he knew about Wuzhou, the old man was a little careless, this time he made a special trip to entertain Jian Fan at home once, and listened weakly, but did not ask about annoying topics such as family background, income, work situation, etc., which made Jian Fan slowly let go.

As soon as he let go, the train couldn't stop, and he said three sentences and two sentences, daring to love this old man is really a eater. When it comes to the food of the province, from Dayuan's sauce elbow, steamed dumplings to Pingyao's beef, from Baode's bowl tray to Shenchi's twist, and then from Fanzhi scar cake to the original Pingguo Kui, all the way down, Hequ sour porridge, Daixian's hemp slices, Xinzhou tile crisp, Dingxiang steamed pork, Lingqiu smoked chicken, Wenxi boiled cake, Gaoping roasted tofu, Yingzhou beef loin, and "sweet pears all the way, this young one eats more than the old one, To put it in detail, this is thanks to a group of classmates from all over the same department when Jian Fan was in college, and the four of them tasted the delicious food from all over the world. And Jiang Qingyuan is very old, and he dares to love the whole province, and the food and knowledge in this place are also relatively mixed, one old and one young, and the more he talks, the more energetic he becomes. On the contrary, Jiang Dijia became an idler and couldn't interject, so he could only listen to the two of them talk about the delicacies from all over the world and was fascinated.

More than half of the meal, and a few cups of clear and bright corn yellow, Jiang Qingyuan, who was still unfinished, had a lot of interest. From eating to the professional field, talking about the intrinsic connection between eating and life science, citing classics and side references, from Shennong's scooping grain for rice and burning food to Shang and Zhou Dynasty cooking Ding for food, and then talking about the misunderstanding that modern people eat high blood lipids, blood pressure, and cholesterol, and came to a definite conclusion. Now there are many people who eat expensively, and there are few people who can eat, and there are many people who eat good, but not many people who eat well. Jian Fan is naturally quite interested in these topics, and occasionally uses ingredients to match circumstantial evidence to this prospective old man. Suddenly there is a sense of finishing touch, it seems that cooking and learning are not necessarily related, but food and health must be related, the two of them are quite speculative in this.

The food is delicious, and it is also relish. It wasn't until Jiang Dijia reminded his father to take a lunch break that the father and daughter sent Jian Fan downstairs and beckoned out of the community.

"Dad. How's that going? You're a foodie, right?"

Jiang Dijia took her father's arm and went upstairs to go home, and asked proudly, so that it was not without the meaning of showing off. Jiang Qingyuan looked at his daughter's happy appearance and nodded with a smile. Jiang Dijia came to strike while the iron was hot, pulled the arm of his father, and asked as if asking: "Then what do you say about him?"

"What's going on?" asked Daddy deliberately.

"yes! Jiang Dijia was still a little ashamed.

Jiang Qingyuan saw that his daughter liked it, and he didn't like it. Chang smiled and said: "Haha", let's put it this way, people with careers don't know much about life, and people who can understand life are unlikely to succeed in their careers. Jiajia, this choice is yours. Daddy doesn't interfere with you. ”

It seems that the father is much wiser than the daughter, and when he talked about eating, he had already seen what the future of this person was. But Jiang Dijia didn't want to think about it, and said with certainty: "Then I choose to live." ”

"That's right.

Jiang Qingyuan didn't forget to pour cold water on his daughter at a critical time, and Ran Hui, who entered the door, reminded: "I have no opinion on you taking a master, I can't ask for it" But just like this, your mother can't pass the pass. ”

"Dad, then you can help me talk about it" Jiang Dijia repeated the old trick again, and he was entangled.

Jian Fan, who had already left, had no way of knowing what the Jiang family's father and daughter thought of him, and as soon as Sister Jiang went back with her father, she rushed around the building to find a place where no one was, holding her stomach and laughing. Dare to love this future father-in-law is delicious, if you want to take a good bite, you can get his daughter in his hands on his own craftsmanship, which is nine out of ten.

Thinking of Jiang Qingyuan's eyes shining when he talked about eating, it made Jian Fan feel like a confidant. Laughing all the way back to the Ping'an community, I almost forgot to pay when I got out of the taxi, and I returned to my mother's building proudly, and I was stunned for a moment, the butt police car of the detachment stopped in front of the building, and I was ready to run away with my legs as soon as I hiccuped in my heart, and I thought it was the detachment that was looking for a few people to eat with me, at this time, I didn't want to spoil the good mood at this time, and I was going to pick up Sister Jiang at night.

Unexpectedly, he didn't dodge, and then someone opened the door and got out of the car and shouted that Jian Fan ran up, and when he saw that it was Zhang Jie, he saw that his heart was beating drums, and there were two inspectors behind him, so the white steel helmet was really uncomfortable.

It's broken, it's broken, the inspection hasn't been written yet!?Jian Fan panicked, he had been eating and playing for the past few days, and he had forgotten about this stubble. After thinking about it again, I secretly said again, it's broken, it's bad. It won't be suspended for inspection and upgraded.,There's going to be a big punishment.,How can this inspector also come to the door,,

Zhang Jie got closer and closer, and Jian Fan became more and more panicked