"Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. I hope that the children will come true in the new year and be happy every day. ”

The fireworks burned out, and the only light between the two disappeared. It was a little dark and there were no street lights. But Zuo Ling could see his smiling eyes clearly, like broken starlight.

Gentle and bright.

"Happy Chinese New Year's Eve." The burned-out fireworks were thrown on the ground, and Zuo Ling took his red envelope and leaned forward and pounced on him.

His body is warm, his words are warm, his whole person is warm.

There is starlight in the long night, and he is the night and the starlight.

……

It was very cold, and the two didn't stay long before going back to their respective homes. Fortunately, the two of them are not far away, and they can meet in two minutes after walking out.

Back at Ling's house, Zuo Ling took off his coat and washed his hands, and then went to the kitchen to learn how to make dumplings with the maid.

The housekeeper knew that Zuo Ling didn't understand, so he stood aside and told her: "We have dumplings here to put something, and if you eat them, it means that you will have good luck and good signs in the new year." ”

"These are all meant to be put in?" Zuo Ling pointed to the contents of the plate, a little surprised.

"Yes. Tofu, coins, all of them. The butler nodded.

Zuo Ling raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Can I get rich in the new year after eating coins?" ”

"Maybe." The butler smiled.

Zuo Ling's hands-on ability is not very good, and he learned to make dumplings with the maids, but the first few were not wrapped well, and he gradually lost patience in the back.

"Little master, why don't we wrap it for you?" The maid saw that her face was not very good-looking, and asked cautiously.

Zuo Ling frowned, "No." ”

"Little master, this must be pinched tightly, otherwise the pot will be boiled and boiled."

The maid really wanted to help her get it, but Zuo Ling had a very tough attitude and preferred to come by herself.

"Hmm." Zuo Ling took a deep breath and kept telling himself to hold back and be patient.

Finally wrapped a few decent ones, Zuo Ling breathed a sigh of relief and told the maid to cook her separately when cooking dumplings, and not to mix them up.

"What's wrong with Grandpa?" When Zuo Ling went out of the bedroom, he saw the old man frowning and didn't know what he was thinking.

I only heard the old man sigh and said, "I just heard that the girl of the Cheng family was taken away by the police, and it is estimated that Lao Cheng has not had a good year." ”

Hearing the sound, Zuo Ling's eyes narrowed and he didn't speak.

"It is said that there is still a lot of trouble, and it has something to do with the murder case a few years ago."

Zuo Ling sat down on the sofa and said slowly: "If she didn't do it, why would the police find her." When the police found her, it meant that she was suspicious and could not get out of it. ”

"That's right." The old man nodded.

"When I was working as a detective abroad, did I see too many murders like this?"

Zuo Ling responded:

"Many. The city of New York still has a high chance of murder. ”

"Wouldn't that be dangerous?" This is what the old man is more worried about.

Hearing the sound, Ling Sheng'an on the side also looked over, and his eyes fell on Zuo Ling's body, as if he was waiting for her to answer.

Zuo Ling paused for a moment, and avoided the serious: "No." There are people who protect us, and we are not police officers, so we usually don't have real contact with murderers, and we belong to the behind-the-scenes workers. ”

Hearing the sound, the old man also relieved himself.

"The master who adopted you is not bad to you, is he?"

"Yes." Zuo Ling responded, "Master has always been alone, and he has no children, so he adopted one of me, so Master is still very good to me." ”

(End of chapter)