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Lin Zeng walked to the electric car at the foot of the mountain and took out his mobile phone to call Jiang Hua.

After about half a minute, Jiang Hua's answer came out.

"Hey, Lin Zeng. ”

"Jiang Hua, is it on the farm or in the apartment now?"

"I'm in the apartment, and I've just arrived home!" Somehow, Jiang Hua, who has always been energetic, sounded a little tired in his voice. Lin once thought she was in a bad mood because she had lost the painting.

"I'm going to look for you now. Twenty minutes later. Lin Zeng estimated the time and said happily. He imagined Jiang Hua's surprised expression after seeing the lost and recovered paintings, and he felt very happy.

"Okay, you knock on the door. Jiang Hua responded.

Lin Zeng drove to the apartment-style house rented by Jiang Hua, parked the car, turned into the corner of the stairwell that was less crowded, and took out the scroll from the breeding space.

Then take the elevator to the door of her rented apartment and knock on the door.

"Here, wait a minute. Jiang Hua's voice came from inside the door.

After opening the door, Lin Zeng was amused to see Mr. Jiang Hua wearing a very cute cartoon Garfield home clothes, holding an ice cream cone in his hand, looking at Lin Zeng with some confusion.

They meet most of them during the day, and most of them are busy with their work and research at night, and rarely date at night like ordinary couples.

"I'll show you something good. As soon as Lin Zeng raised the scroll in his hand, Jiang Hua gave Lin Zeng a way out, and he took off his shoes and walked into the room.

The advantage of becoming Mr. Jiang's boyfriend is that she has a pair of indoor slippers exclusive to him in her nest.

"What is this?" Jiang Hua closed the door when Lin Zeng entered the door. She didn't expect that Lin Zeng would have the award-winning painting she had lost.

When Lin Zeng opened the lid of the paper tube and pulled out the scroll from the paper tube, her eyes flashed with extreme surprise.

"Oh my God, is this?" Jiang Hua watched the scroll in Lin Zeng's hand slowly unfold, and the familiar picture was telling her that the lost painting was really back in her hands.

Lin Zeng had not looked closely at No. 78 Dream Hill before, but now he slowly unfolded the painting, and his mind was also attracted by the dreamy picture.

This is a panorama of Jiang painting his own farm.

The vigorous purple lavender has become the main background of the picture, the sky is blue, transparent and clean, the ground is pink and purple, dreamy and quiet, outside the small building with orange-red tile exterior wall, the golden retriever Po is lying on the open ground, the coat is shiny.

Cascading mountain pools, and a little hen with its head looming out in the lavender bushes.

What a beautiful landscape painting of lavender fields.

The color of the picture is more phantom than the real scene, and there is more of the artist's original style.

Lin Zeng had spread the painting on Jiang Hua's work table, and after spreading it out completely, Jiang Hua reached out and gently stroked the edge of the scroll, feeling that she could not express her gratitude in words.

"Thank you!" Although she knew that saying thank you seemed very slight, she could barely express her feelings without saying thank you. Her works are like her children. And if you lose it, your heart is tossing and turning, and every time you think about it, it is like picking up a piece of meat.

"What a stupid thing to say! Thank me for what. Well, I'm also asking a friend to help, you don't mind. Lin Zeng shook his head and added more.

Jiang Hua didn't say much, and secretly wrote down Lin Zeng's help in his heart.

"Are you eating supper?" Jiang Hua asked, looking at Lin Zeng.

Lin Zeng touched his belly and nodded honestly, he was indeed a little hungry, in the afternoon, he was thinking about getting back the paintings of Jiang Hua, and he nibbled on a cake for dinner, and now he is really hungry.

"I have half an uneaten piece of mango mille-feuille here, you pad your stomach first. I'll make you a grilled eel rice and fried egg, how about a seaweed egg soup with rice? Or, or hand-rolled noodles?" Jiang Hua opened the refrigerator, and the refrigerator fresh-keeping cabinet was full of ingredients that could be stored for a long time. Eggs, dried goods, etc., because during the winter vacation, Jiang Hua spends most of his time on the farm. Mango mille-feuille, I bought it when I was pulled by Mr. Ming to go shopping and came back today.

"Both. Lin Zeng scooped a large spoonful of mango mille-feuille cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and said contentedly.

"Alright then, prepare the rice first, and I'll make the hand-rolled noodles. Well, come to think of it, I'm hungry too, so I'm ready for two. Jiang Hua took the ingredients out of the refrigerator.

"No, no, no," Lin Zeng hurriedly put forward his opinion, "I'm hungry, so I have to prepare three servings." ”

"Well! It's a blessing to be able to eat. Jiang Hua shrugged his shoulders and took out more food from the goodness.

"By the way, well, I have a question for you. Lin Zeng suddenly thought of a previous question.

"What?"

"Your mom and dad, do you have any special preferences?" In addition to what he wanted to prepare, Lin Zeng felt that giving gifts was to do what he liked.

"Food. Jiang Hua didn't look back, and said without hesitation.

"......" So, is foodie really a family inheritance?

"But they're different from me. I love portions, they love quality. Jianghu took out the ready-made grilled eel from the ice, connected it with rice crackers, and put it in the microwave oven to heat, "Also, my dad is a literary youth, and my mom is a sweetie." ”

"...... like this" Lin Zeng began to think about what kind of food could touch the hearts of his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.

At this time, Fang Yun, the head of Jiuwen District, was taking his attention away from the materials on the table, and he pondered the phone call he suddenly received.

It's probably because the bizarre secret realm can also become a fact, so he feels very credible about what Lin Zeng said.

He called Cai Yi, the director of the Public Security Bureau, and asked him to send a reliable person to the location that Lin Zeng had said to verify.

In less than half an hour, Cai Yi's phone called.

"District Chief Fang, thank you so much!" Cai Yi's voice sounded very grim, "A gang of cultural relics and artworks that write off accounts, at present, the amount involved in the case has reached tens of millions. However, when it comes to the cadres of museums and exhibition halls, we need to report to the provincial department. ”

"Okay, good work. Fang Yun hung up the phone, thinking of the news from Ye Kong two days ago.

The mysterious plant factory located in Qinghe City, the secret realm entrant belonging to the government and the military department, there are already four people.

Among them, except for the No. 3 secret realm entry seed that was exchanged from Lin Zeng, the other three people entered the same secret realm.

As for the origin of their plant seeds, they themselves do not understand.

I only remember one day, walking on the road, in a trance, inexplicably there were more fragments in my mind, and there was also an extra seed in my hand.

After planting, the edible plant red leaves become an entrant to the secret realm.

As far as Fang Yunze knew, at present, the mysterious plant factory had invested a large number of scientific research workers to specialize in researching the plants exchanged in this secret space.

The first batch of one-star tomatoes is about to be harvested.