"Well, fortunately, I ran back to get the raw ones and asked the master of the Yamen to help cook them. Delivered to the master, it was hot, and there was a bowl of dumpling soup. The little fat man said very proudly.

"Get out!" He glared at his son and finally shouted.

The little fat man didn't mind, and ran into the back entrance by himself, "Sister, I'm back." ”

In the second entry, in the south room of Qingqing's West Wing, Qingqing was wearing a snow-white coat again, and she was also wearing a mask on her face, she was in front of a long elm table, and there was a shelf on the table, on which were some unknown potions.

"Sister, I'm back." The little fat man walked on his short legs, ready to climb over the high threshold.

"Don't move, I'm doing something." Qingqing didn't raise his head and drank softly.

"Oh, I'll sit here then." The little fat man sat on the threshold, took out a small bag of fried beans from his arms, and looked at Qingqing while eating against the door, "Sister, two people were sent to the mortuary today, one dead and one alive." The living one would have a brass neck guard on his neck, as if he knew someone would cut off his head. So he didn't die, not because the murderer didn't have time, but because he did the protection. ”

Qingqing raised his head and thought for a moment: "Then he should be seriously injured, right?" ”

"Well, my master woke him up, and when he woke up, he threw up, and then my master stabbed him unconscious again. I almost can't eat the beans! The only thing that is certain is that he didn't eat anything at noon. A belly full of sour water! The little fat man clicked on the beans again, and he couldn't see it at all, he had the slightest feeling that he couldn't eat it.

"An An, you still eat." Qiao Dayong washed his face, changed his clothes, and saw the little fat man sitting on the threshold eating beans, and then his daughter was busy in the house. He couldn't help but sigh, squatted down and glared at his nephew, "You guys are really, one doesn't eat anything, the other eats Ma Ma Xiang, can you eat less and one eat more?" ”

"I eat less, and my sister is too lazy to eat. Sister, why don't you go live in the yamen with me! Now the master of the yamen likes me, so let me try it if I have nothing to do; Mrs. Tie also likes me very much, so she asked Sister Yahuan to ask me to go to the back office for dinner, which is also better than our family's food. Sister, if you go to live in the yamen, you will get fat. An An warmly invited Qingqing.

"Thank you!" Qingqing looked up, and she could see from her eyes that she should have smiled, but now that she was wearing a big mask, she really couldn't see anything.

"You're welcome!" An An hurriedly waved his hand, looking like a fat bodhisattva in the temple.

"Boy, how have you been studying lately? Why didn't you lose weight? Qiao Dayong glared at his nephew, didn't he hear that his daughter was kind words? is also the only heir of the third generation of the Qiao family, and it turns out to be like this, it's really a bit unbearable.

"Well, I'm learning to read and write from Master. Master said, in fact, our family can save this little bit of enlightenment! is still eating and drinking in the yamen every day, and asking him to help watch the children, which is not right. An An looked at the uncle with disdain.

"Go, you have to stay there. Otherwise, you can come back now. Is there a school with a meal to send you there? Qiao Dayong glared at this one, feeling that this one was too good at hitting a target, as if it was his own idea to let him go to the mortuary in the first place, it was too much.

"I don't want to! The food in the yamen is delicious, and I don't pay for it, it's so fun. An An hurriedly shook his head, and the small flesh on his face shook together.

"That's what you said? It's you who don't come back, I'll go back and tell your master again, let you eat a little less, and get fatter and fatter. Qiao Dayong twisted his nephew's chubby face.

"Aren't you afraid of being with a corpse every day?" Qingqing raised her head, she was also very surprised by An An's decision.

It wasn't really what they meant to let him study, but once Qingqing had something to go to the mortuary to verify, and at that time, An An liked to follow her sister everywhere, so she followed her to the mortuary.

Qingqing studied the traces left by the corpse with Master Jiang that day, which made the little fat man amazed all of a sudden, so he firmly stayed by Master Jiang's side that day, and no one could pull it away.

Of course, after Master Jiang gave him a meatloaf, this amazement turned into faith, and he finally found a reason not to go home for dinner.

"Afraid of what? Isn't this what our family does? An An was stunned for a moment, looking at Qiao Dayong's father and daughter, "Sister, every time you are so close to the corpse, you are not without fear." ”

"I'm different." Qingqing thought about it, shook her head, and looked down at the results of the experiment while recording.

"In fact, you can be like your father, to be the solution, how good it is to travel through thousands of mountains and rivers." Qiao Dayong looked at the little fat man, Qingqing likes to solve cases, that's because she is her own daughter, but An An is the son of her younger brother, isn't it time for her son to inherit his father's business, and he should be relieved?

"I'm most tired of walking!" An An waved his hand, thinking about taking the prisoner all over the mountains and rivers, he felt that it was sick, and the little fat hand covered his fat belly, "I think it's good to be in the mortuary, I drink tea and read with the master in the mortuary every day, go to the kitchen to chat with the master, touch some food, and wait for the corpse to come, it's very comfortable!" ”

"Don't you feel sad to leave your mother?" Qingqing finally finished her work, went to the mask, went to the basin stand on the side to wash her hands, and asked softly.

Qingqing, who took off the mask, her little face was still blue, and there was no blood at all, and it looked like it was transparent, which also made her eyes bigger.

"I thought it was a bit before, but didn't I come back to sleep before? Now that I'm older, it's not far away. An An thought seriously for a moment and shook his head.

"If you want to come back and live, you can do it, but you don't have to live in Yamen. Anyway, it's so close, just run two steps! Qingqing smiled at him and said softly.

"No, Master doesn't care about me strictly, if I want to come back, I'll come back. Now it's good! An An still shook her head and smiled a little shyly.

"You're still young, you don't have to be so yourself." Qingqing wiped her hands clean, and sat on the threshold of the studio, looking sideways at An An. She felt that An An was still a little too young, and at such a young age, she should play.

"Gotta be a good brother to my sister." An An still shook her head.

"You've always been? I've never seen a smarter kid than you! And you're still young, and when your sister was your age, she knew she was stupid. Qingqing squatted down, smiled and rubbed his shaved head with his hands.

"I think my grandfather is the cell leader, my uncle is the head catcher, my father is the head resolver, my sister is the evidence collector, and I will go to the mortuary, so that our family will be all alive." An An's eyes widened, and she raised her head and looked at Qingqing happily.

"The yamen is not our family!" A slightly hoarse voice came.

The three of them jumped up together after being bitten by a dog.

"Daddy!"

"Grandfather!"

The three of them saluted honestly.