Lan Zhaoyu's home is very warmly decorated, just looking at the living room can know the general appearance of the whole house, bright yellow walls, beige sofa, pure white coffee table, black TV, warm orange curtains, at a glance it is very homely.

Lan Zhaoyu and a kind-looking woman were sitting on the couch watching TV, and they heard the sound of the door opening and looked back in the direction of the door.

"Jingguo, why did you go home so early today?" The woman asked.

"Well, I brought a guest home for dinner." Lan Jingguo repeated the phrase to the security guard outside the door.

"Qin Jinjun?" Lan Zhaoyu called out suspiciously.

Qin Jinjun replied with a big grin: "Hello." ”

"Xiaoyu, is this your classmate? Good looking delicate child. The woman sighed, and then said to Qin Jinjun: "Child, come and sit down, we are watching this interesting variety show." ”

"Okay, Auntie." Qin Jinjun replied sweetly, changed into the slippers handed by Lan Jingguo, and then walked over to the couch and sat next to Lan Zhaoyu.

"Jean, have you cooked?" Lan Jingguo raised his hand towards the woman and motioned for her to come over.

Xiao Qin smiled at Qin Jinjun and Lan Zhaoyu and said, "Children, you watch TV for a while, I'll go prepare dinner." ”

"Auntie, do you want to help?" Qin Jinjun asked with a smile.

"Silly boy, what the hell. You're a guest, so you don't have to help. After Xiao Qin finished talking to Qin Jinjun, she got up and walked towards Lan Jingguo.

"Jean, I'm sorry, I decided to bring guests to dinner on the spur of the moment, if the fridge doesn't have enough ingredients, I'll go to the market now." Lan Jingguo leaned over slightly and whispered to Xiao Qin, who was slightly petite.

Xiao Qin showed a shallow smile with love, raised her hand on Lan Jingguo's shoulder, and also lowered her voice and replied: "No, there are still a lot of meat and vegetables at home, but I have to punish you for coming over to help make dinner." ”

Lan Jingguo smiled faintly on his unsmiling face and nodded.

The couple walked into the kitchen holding hands.

Lan Zhaoyu and the others walked into the kitchen, and were about to ask Qin Jinjun what to say.

Qin Jinjun took a step ahead of her and sighed: "Your house is so bright, I originally thought it would be that kind of gloomy tone. She kept looking around, curiosity written all over her face.

"My mom is an interior designer, and this house is her crown." Lan Zhaoyu explained lightly.

Qin Jinjun nodded with satisfaction and said, "When I buy a house near here, I'll ask my aunt to help design it." ”

"Alright, don't get off the hook. Why did my dad bring you to the house for dinner? When did you meet? Lan Zhaoyu grabbed the conversation and asked.

"Today." Qin Jinjun shrugged and replied, "In a few days, I may become your father's colleague, and he may want to establish a good working relationship with me, so he invited me home for dinner." ”

"Are you kidding?" Lan Zhaoyu's face was full of shock.

"I also hope it's a joke, and in the days to come, I'll have to work for the police station while studying, and I won't be exhausted to death." Qin Jinjun raised his hand to cover his forehead, pretending to be very distressed.

"Less for me." Lan Zhaoyu gently pushed Qin Jinjun with his hand, and his face, which was the same as Lan Jingguo's, sometimes showed envy, sometimes sullen, and that sour mood was fully revealed.

Qin Jinjun looked at her quietly for a while and asked, "Why are you so sour?" Uncle Lan doesn't allow you to be a police officer? ”

Lan Zhaoyu lowered his head and was silent for a moment, and lightly spit out two words: "My mother." ”

Qin Jinjun was also silent, she turned her head to look in the direction of the kitchen, and through the open kitchen door, she could see Xiao Qin's back seriously chopping vegetables. Xiao Qin's hairstyle is a little old-fashioned, she has a lot of neck lines on the back of her neck, her figure is slightly fat, her back is a little rickety, and her clothes are full of grandmother fan, especially now that she wears a flower apron, she is a proper elderly ordinary housewife. Qin Jinjun silently looked at this back that did not match the word good-looking, her eyes became a little dull, and the corners of her mouth showed a shallow smile, as if she was thinking of something that made her happy.

After a long time, Qin Jinjun came back to his senses, his eyes fell on Lan Zhaoyu's face, who was still in a very lost mood, and comforted him softly: "As a mother, it is normal to worry about the safety of her daughter's life, give her a little time, and one day she will agree." ”

Hearing her words, Lan Zhaoyu stared at her with extremely surprised eyes and asked, "Did you take the wrong medicine?" ”

Qin Jinjun rolled her eyes at her, turned her head to watch TV, and didn't pay attention to it anymore.

At 18:21, Xiao Qin brought the big bowl of white rice to the dining table and shouted into the living room: "Children, come over for dinner." ”

Lan Zhaoyu walked ahead, Qin Jinjun followed, and the two came to the restaurant, where a rectangular solid wood dining table was placed in the center, and sumptuous dishes were placed on the table, such as chicken wings, stir-fried pork tongue with seasonal vegetables, stewed shiitake mushrooms with oyster sauce, and pork knuckles with ginger vinegar. Lan Jingguo was already firmly seated in the chair, Lan Zhaoyu walked to the seat on his right hand and sat down, while Qin Jinjun pulled out the chair next to Lan Zhaoyu and sat next to her.

Secretly glancing at Lan Jingguo's face, Qin Jinjun found that he had that stinky face that didn't smile even at home. Her gaze moved back and fell on Lan Zhaoyu's face, which was a serious expression very similar to Lan Jingguo, her appearance looked more like Xiao Qin, but she had Lan Jingguo's shadow on her body.

"Are you going to attend a national conference?" Qin Jinjun couldn't help but joke with their father and daughter.

Lan Zhaoyu looked at her with an extremely speechless expression, and said angrily: "Not everyone is like you. ”

"The soup is coming! The soup is coming! Xiao Qin came to the table with a tray, on which were placed four bowls, and the bowls contained milky white soup. She carefully placed the tray on the empty table and handed everyone a bowl of soup.

"Have a bowl of soup before eating." Xiao Qin sat down next to Lan Jingguo, looked at Qin Jinjun and said, "Jingguo told me that your name is Jinjun. ”

"Yes, Auntie." After Qin Jinjun finished answering, he leaned his face close to the bowl and sniffed the aroma of the soup carefully with his nose.

"Then I'll call you Xiao Jin, is it okay?" Xiao Qin asked.

"Of course." Qin Jinjun nodded.

"Just treat this place as your home, don't be inhibited." Xiao Qin said with a smile.

Lan Zhaoyu smiled and said to Xiao Qin: "Don't worry, Mom, she won't be restrained anywhere." ”

Xiao Qin immediately reproached: "Xiaoyu, how can you speak!" It's rude. ”

Qin Jinjun also smiled, and said good things for Lan Zhaoyu: "I am indeed like this, Auntie, although rest assured, I will never be restrained." ”

"Alright, stop making a fuss, let's go." Lan Jingguo spoke, then picked up the soup bowl and drank it.

Qin Jinjun brought the bowl to his face, sniffed the hot air rising from the bowl with the fragrance of soup with his nose, slowly put his lips on the edge of the bowl, raised his hands up, and the soup flowed into his mouth. Taking a sip, she put the bowl back on the table and savored the soup that ran between her tongue and mouth.

"Xiao Jin, what do you think of the soup that Auntie cooked?" Xiao Qin's eyes looked at Qin Jinjun with a smile on his face.

Qin Jinjun did not reply immediately.

"It's delicious, Jean." Lan Jingguo interjected and replied.

As soon as Lan Jingguo's words fell, Qin Jinjun swallowed the soup in his mouth and asked, "Did Auntie put white pepper in the soup?" ”

Xiao Qin was slightly stunned, nodded excitedly and admitted: "Yes! ”

"White pepper plays the finishing touch in this pot of fish soup, it can not only get rid of the fishy smell of fish, but also its fragrance can increase appetite, and it also has a certain medicinal value, it is a good seasoning, I guess my aunt must have often studied the effects of ingredients and seasonings, in order to cook such a delicious and miraculous soup." Qin Jinjun is like a food critic and makes detailed comments on Xiao Qin's soup.

Xiao Qin seemed to have met a bosom friend, and her tone was even more excited: "I've been cooking for so many years, and someone finally realizes my good intentions!" ”

"It should be considered like-minded. Auntie, don't be deceived by my appearance, I like to eat very much, and sometimes I make it myself, and I will cook for you once when I have the opportunity, so that you can taste my craftsmanship. Qin Jinjun said with a smile.

"Of course! When I have time, I will come to my aunt's house, and we will have a discussion. Xiao Qin said happily, turned her head and blamed the father and daughter who were buried in their heads and started eating: "Xiaoyu, learn more from Xiao Jin, don't always hide in the room and read your speculative novels, if you have time, follow me to the kitchen to learn to cook, do something that a girl should do, and reduce the burden on my mother." And you, Jingguo. Don't just watch me educate my daughter, occasionally you have to do your duty as a father and criticize and educate your daughter......"

Qin Jinjun finished drinking the soup, scooped a big bowl of rice with a rice spoon, and watched Xiao Qin teach her husband and daughter a good show while eating with relish.

At 19:37, Qin Jinjun was ready to leave.

"Xiao Jin, don't you sit down for a while?" Xiao Qin reluctantly looked at Qin Jinjun who was walking towards the door.

"No, Auntie. My family lives far away and I have to go back. Qin Jinjun waved goodbye to their family.

"Okay then, remember to come often, Auntie will make you something to eat." Xiao Qin waved his hand at Qin Jinjun.

Today's dinner made Lan Zhaoyu extremely unhappy with Qin Jinjun, but she still cast a reluctant look at Qin Jinjun and said, "See you tomorrow." ”

Qin Jinjun smiled and nodded to Lan Zhaoyu.

Lan Jingguo stepped forward and followed behind Qin Jinjun and said, "I'll send you out." The two went out.

Sending Qin Jinjun to the motorcycle, Lan Jingguo reminded: "Be careful on the road, the murderer may also set you as one of the targets." ”

"Alright, alright." Qin Jinjun said perfunctorily, she got on the car, put on her helmet, took out the key to start the car, and then waved at Lan Jingguo.

Lan Jingguo also waved symbolically, turned around and prepared to go back. Unexpectedly, before he went far, there was the screeching sound of tires scraping the ground and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him, he immediately turned his head to look, the motorcycle rolled over on its side, and Qin Jinjun fell not far from the motorcycle.

"What's going on?" Lan Jingguo hurriedly ran over to help Qin Jinjun up.

With Lan Jingguo's support, Qin Jinjun sat up, shook Lan Jingguo's hand away, took off his helmet and threw it on the ground, and said angrily: "The rear wheel slipped when I just turned the corner, and someone moved my car!" ”

Seeing that Qin Jinjun was fine, Lan Jingguo went over to check the rear wheel of the motorcycle. The light in the parking lot was too dim, he could only take out his mobile phone to turn on the lighting function, check the rear wheel with the help of flash, and found that a small section of the tire was sticky with a foreign object of different color from the original, he reached out and touched it, it was slimy, and then put it under his nose and smelled it, turned his head and said to Qin Jinjun: "It's a car with lubricating oil, someone applies lubricating oil to the rear wheel, so it will slip." ”

"I'm going to see the surveillance." As he spoke, Qin Jinjun got up suddenly, but sat back on the ground with a scream.