She was extremely grateful and never thought that one day she would get the secret recipe given to her by Yang Lina.
"Lina, I..."
Luo Xiaoyan was so excited that she didn't know what to say. Thinking of what happened in the past, she felt extremely guilty. After all, she couldn't help but shed hot, boiling, regretful tears.
"There's no need to say thank you. If you know how to read, just read it over a few times when you get back."
After Yang Lina finished speaking, she raised her hand and gently patted the back of Luo Xiaoyan's hand.
"I'll take you back."
Luo Xiaoyan quickly wiped away her tears, supported Yang Lina, and wanted to send him back.
"There's no need to support me. I'm not made of mud. If anything happens to you, come back to me."
It just so happened that I went to the farmer’s market to buy some small things.”
Luo Xiaoyan was worried and could only follow Yang Lina secretly.
Yang Lina bought two kilograms of chestnuts at the entrance of the farmer's market. Holding the chestnuts in one hand and supporting her belly with the other, she walked slowly towards the courtyard.
Yang Lina went in and closed the door. She sat alone in the empty room and peeled a few chestnuts for herself.
It's still the same place as before, and it's still the same chestnuts, but you can't taste the same taste as before.
Yang Lina didn't taste the chestnuts and seemed a little disappointed.
She got into bed, rolled herself into the quilt, and planned to take a nap.
Su Han and Chen Yue came back and saw the cold chestnuts on the table. They looked at each other and sighed softly.
In the past, when Li Jingming came back every now and then, he would buy Yang Lina a piece of chestnuts. He would peel them for her carefully, and occasionally pour some honey on the plate for her to dip in and eat.
But now...
Su Han sighed slightly, not knowing what to say.
In the kitchen, Liu Zhaodi made tomato and egg noodles. Everyone saw that Yang Lina was still asleep, so they did not wake her up.
Liu Zhaodi carefully helped Yang Lina cook millet porridge, and specially added red dates to it.
The group finished their meal quietly and went to their rooms early to stay.
When the millet porridge was almost cooked, Chen Yue scooped out the millet porridge and let it dry for a while before bringing it into Yang Lina's room.
"Lina, get up and eat something before going to sleep."
When Yang Lina woke up, she was still groggy. He didn't even bother to get out of bed, so he sat on the bed and forced himself to drink a bowl of millet porridge, then fell asleep again.
The next day, as soon as Su Han arrived at the office, Chen Peng went in.
"Mr. Su, I have something to report to you."
"you say.
Someone will be coming to the factory later, so you have to make arrangements in advance."
Su Han was busy taking out the documents from his briefcase. Chen Peng thought about it all night last night. When he stood in front of Su Han, he didn't know what to say.
Su Han waited for a long time and saw that Chen Peng hadn't said anything yet, so he couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you say anything?
What on earth is going on?
Do you want to ask for leave for your wife?"
Chen Peng shook his head.
"No, Mr. Su.
My wife was in a bad mood yesterday afternoon because she received a phone call."
"A phone call?"
Su Han raised his head and glanced at Chen Peng in confusion.
"Well, it belongs to Wang Lan.
She is in Shanghai now, she said she saw Brother Li at Yang’s?"
Su Han took a cup and made himself a cup of tea. Hearing Chen Peng's words, he was so shocked that he couldn't hold the cup steady. The hot tea splashed on the back of his hand. When he let go, the good tea cup fell to the ground and fell into pieces.
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"What did you say?
Can you say that again."
Su Han ignored the pain coming from the back of his hand and shook his hand with a look of shock on his face.
"My wife didn't believe it either, so she was very angry.
Wang Lan asked my wife to convey this to Sister Yang. My wife was worried that Sister Yang would be irritated when she heard the news, so she did not plan to tell Sister Yang about it.
But I thought, when Brother Li had an accident, we only saw his car and not his person.
Maybe I think it's very possible that Brother Li is still alive.
This is not a small matter, I think I should tell you as soon as possible."
"Since you know this is no small matter, why are you telling me now?"
Su Han was a little angry. Although he could understand Liu Yeqiu's good intentions, this matter was indeed serious.
OK!
OK!
Li Jingming, you must live well.
Su Han was excited and complicated at the same time.
This doesn’t seem right. Since Li Jingming is still alive, why doesn’t he come back?
Is it possible that Wang Lan recognized the wrong person?
Many possibilities suddenly popped into Su Han's mind.
"Can your wife contact Wang Lan?"
Su Han frowned and asked seriously.
Chen Peng shook his head, looking apologetic.
"Forget it, she also has good intentions.
Don't tell anyone casually about this in advance. I have to send someone to Shanghai.
You tell your wife to keep it a secret."
"Yes, Mr. Su."
The next few conversations between the two happened to be overheard by Anping, who had just arrived at work. Anping opened the door and stared at the serious and cold faces of the two with a half-smile.
"Go and do your business first."
Su Han waved to Chen Peng, who nodded and turned around to leave.
Anping glanced at the water on the floor and the fragments of the purple clay pot, and he couldn't help but was speechless.
To drop such a good pot at the drop of a hat is such a waste of money.
Su Han took a broom and swept the tea residues and debris on the floor into the trash can. There was a gentle knock on the door of the office.
"Please come in."
Su Han responded, and Chen Peng came in with a clean mop in his hand and wiped the floor clean.
"You go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy me a better teacup."
"I know Mr. Su, I'll go right away."
Chen Peng closed the door when he went out. Su Han returned to his office chair and glanced at Anping, who was sitting lazily on the chair.
"Tell me, what's the matter?
Were you so scared that you dropped your cup?"
"It's such a big thing."
Su Han could suddenly understand how embarrassed Chen Peng was now. He asked him to explain it clearly at once, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
"Wang Lan called and said she met Li Jingming at Yang's in Shanghai."
When Anping heard this, he immediately left the stool.
"What did you say?"
Look, you are also frightened.
This is how I dropped my cup.
I'm so anxious in my heart, if it weren't for us, our happiness would be in vain.
If so, I must let him accompany me with a good purple clay pot."
"Are you still talking about your pot?
If that's the case, why are you still sitting around? Shouldn't you send someone to Shanghai to investigate?"
Anping was also very moved. After all, Li Jingming's body was not seen at the scene of the incident.
“I want it, but who should I send?
Yang Liye, that bastard, is still staring at Lina. If something like this happens in a hot pot restaurant, the two of us will definitely not be able to leave here.
If the enemy takes action as soon as we leave, Lina will be in danger."
"Then let Ma Shaolong go. He was responsible for the last investigation into Shu's stolen manuscripts."