"Is this a green onion?" An An stretched out her head to take a look.

Qingqing cut another small piece and showed him the cut surface and let him smell it.

"yes, yes, it's really a green onion? But I think it's delicious! An An hurriedly looked at Yue Wenqin obediently.

After eating his noodles, Yue Wenqin poured the bowl that had just been green into his bowl, was slapped by An An, and hurriedly turned around to look at the green onion cake: "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't eat green onions!" An An said hurriedly.

"It's not for you to eat, the noodles won't taste good when they're cold." Yue Wenqin quickly sucked his face.

"But I ate it!"

"There are no green onions, let your sister share some of your food." Yue Wenqin swallowed and didn't bother to take care of it.

"He said that he didn't eat green onions originally, but the flavor of green onions in this cake made him acceptable." Qingqing explained, thinking, "Actually, I can eat some green onions, but with so many, I also feel a little scared." However, the taste of this cake doesn't seem to be that strong, why? ”

"The green onions have been processed before, and they look like they are all raw onions, but I have removed the spicy taste of the green onions. The bite is crispy, but not spicy. Yue Wenqin shook his head, thinking that this was not a big deal.

"You can try making dim sum in the store." Qingqing nodded and cut half of the cake to An An, his stomach was already full, but he didn't mind eating a little more.

He Shi looked at them, thought about it and smiled, "Qingqing, do you want to go and see Grandma He?" Grandma said that she would make dumplings for you to eat, and that day the master they found dug the ground, and the foundation below was all rotten, and if it was not repaired, the house would really collapse. Grandma said thank you so much! ”

"It's good that people are okay." Qingqing hurriedly smiled at He.

"The house has been repaired, Bingbing's room has also been rebuilt, let you help me take a look, you, don't read at home every day, while it hasn't snowed yet, do you want to go to my mother's house as a guest? Xiao Yue, you also go and try my mother's craftsmanship. My mother's pastries are all ancestral crafts, and Kaifeng is the most authentic. ”

"Okay, An An said, Grandma He's craftsmanship is good, whether it is soup cakes or dumplings, you haven't learned." Yue Wenqin nodded.

"Little bastard, am I hungry for you?" He glared at his son, his eyes full of anger.

"No, what I'm saying is that you haven't learned anything but cooking, and you've learned everything pretty well." An An said hurriedly.

Qingqing lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled.

Qiao Ye saw that Qingqing's bowl was empty, put down his chopsticks, and wiped his mouth: "There is a letter sleeve on the shelf in the east house of my room, you can take a look for yourself, stay at home these days, don't go out." ”

"Yes!" Qingqing hurriedly got up and responded.

Qiao Dayong's face changed slightly: "Dad! I told Qingqing yesterday. ”

"You know a." Qiao Ye gave his son a roll of his eyes and stood up by himself.

"Grandpa didn't scold me today!" An An became a little complacent.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched again, then he hung his head and went out with his back hand. The back is very depressed!

Qingqingzhun put down the bowl, but there was a cough from the other side, and Yue Wenqin piled up a smirking face, "Give me the recipe first, otherwise you will go to read the book, and I will wait for you to be desolate?" By the way, you still have leftover porridge and cakes, please finish eating. ”

Qingqing picked the dough cake to An An, and then finally left the porridge, scooped it up in front of him, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Well, don't let such a young child help you eat next time. It's not good! Mainly, he's fat like this, and you're filling it. Yue Wenqin returned the cake to Qingqing, and then held An An's little chubby face and showed it to Qingqing.

Qingqing looked at An An's deformed little chubby face, and silently stuffed the cake into her mouth.

Xiao Zi sent a warm towel again, this time Qingqing took it, swallowed the cake hard, wiped his hands, and glared at Yue Wenqin, "This cake is too unpalatable, don't sell it." ”

"Then go write a few that I can sell, thank you!" Yue Wenqin still had a smirk.

Qingqing took a deep breath, went to the study and quickly wrote a few recipes for Xiao Zi, and went to the backyard silently.

"Qingqing, it's not practical to look at!" Qiao Dayong stopped Qingqing from behind.

"Have you seen it?" Qingqing hesitated for a moment, his father was like this, obviously he didn't want to let him see it.

"No, I don't dare to look at it; Your second uncle hasn't seen it either, and he said he didn't need to look at it. Qiao Dayong shook his head.

"So you know what's in it?" Qingqing lowered her head and thought for a moment.

"Your grandfather didn't say it for sure, but your second uncle and I both know it's not a good thing." Qiao Dayong hesitated.

"I'll go look at the catalog and see if I dare to read it." Qingqing thought for a moment and looked at her father pleadingly.

"Go ahead!" Qiao Dayong let out a long sigh.

Qingqing bowed his head to his father apologetically, and slowly walked into his grandfather's main house, the east house is generally a place where the old lady drinks tea by himself, sometimes he meets people there and talks about important things, but Qingqing rarely comes here.

Qingqing stood in front of the old man's bookshelf, there were a few envelopes there, but the old man didn't say which envelope just now. Think about it, my grandfather said just now that there is a letter sleeve in the east house, let me take a look.

Standing in place and looking at the bookshelf opposite, grandfather must have a target, which one will he let himself take? She believes that it should be the case of the destruction of the Yue Guo Mansion that her father told her yesterday, do you have any unique insights there?

"Sister, which one do you want to take?" An An came in on his little short feet and stretched out his little fat head and asked.

"You're done." Qingqing didn't look at An An, but still looked at the letters, "Which one do you say?" ”

"Can't guess?" An An stood beside Qingqing, looking up at the envelopes on the bookshelf.

"Yes, you can't guess, you have to have a reason!" Qingqing looked at him with a smile.

An An pretended to sigh helplessly, dragged a stool, climbed up by himself, and looked at the letter sleeve one by one. Finally, I chose a middle envelope, which is where Qingqing can look at each other.

Qingqing didn't answer, and looked at An An: "Reason! ”

"It's the cleanest here, grandpa will take it out to see it before you give it to you, and he doesn't want to show his fingerprints, so he wiped it. But the ash on the other grids is still there. Grandpa was so careless. An An said deliberately.

"He did it on purpose!" Qingqing took the envelope, there was no name on the envelope, but she still opened it, and inside was a book, but there were a few words written by hand.

"What a case of the destruction of the Guogong Mansion!" An An pointed to the pages of the book and laboriously read them word by word.

"Yue Guogong, this word is your brother's Yue character." Qingqing looked at the word deeply, and it was indeed this.

"Oh oh oh!" An An nodded hurriedly, but he didn't dare to flip it, mainly because he didn't recognize many words.

Qingqing was turned over by him, and there were a total of six case files bound into a book-like in the envelope! The case of the destruction of the Yue Guogong Mansion occupies the first three volumes, while the last two volumes are written about the case of the destruction of the Lin Mansion.