Chapter 451 Find a box of small yellow croaker from the pickle jar
The dinner table at noon on New Year's Day was as quiet as a chill.
No one from the three tables made a sound.
Gu Jing ate quietly without expressing any opinions. As long as Lin Cuiying didn't come back, nothing else had anything to do with her.
She and An Mingzhi have always gotten along with each other.
On the contrary, An Mingzhi's biological mother, Ding Shuli, pulled out her chair and stood up, toasting Mr. An with a glass of wine, "Dad, this kid Mingzhi is also very caring. After all, his grandma hurt him. If he didn't care, wouldn't he?"
Is it even more chilling? It’s just that this child has a good heart, but his actions are wrong. I will punish myself with three cups of wine on behalf of this child, so I can compensate you for the child."
These words are really open.
Even Gu Ning couldn't help but look up at Ding Shuli and felt that she seemed to have grown a lot.
An Lao looked at her quietly, "It's okay to punish yourself with three drinks. Mingzhi is not young anymore. As a mother, you should also educate him. He must understand when to say what to say."
At noon on the first day of the Lunar New Year, in front of dozens of guests from the An family.
He said he wanted to get Lin Cuiying out of prison.
Isn’t this just a lack of brains?
Can this kind of thing be said here?
Even if An Mingzhi changed the situation or the place, he wouldn't be so angry.
In fact, Mr. An didn't understand how the grandson he had trained so hard could be such a brainless thing.
Ding Shuli didn't expect that even though she was so humble and made a small apology, the old man would still be so disrespectful and directly scold her in public.
She looked a little embarrassed and said to Mr. An, "Dad, I'm going to educate Mingzhi right now."
After saying this, she also left the dining table. As soon as her mother and brother left, An Jiao had no interest in sitting here alone. She casually took two bites of food and whispered, "Grandpa, I'm full."
As soon as she finished speaking, she also left the table.
At this time, the main table where Gu Ning and the others were sitting fell silent again.
Even Yangyang, the youngest, knew that he would not be able to speak casually.
However, Gu Ning did not change at all. She even put a shrimp tail in Mr. An's bowl and said in a very calm tone, "Grandpa, why don't you come with us to Yong'an Township in the afternoon? There is just one missing uncle.
A chess player."
In fact, at this time, An Lao couldn't leave home.
Because on the first day of the new year, he was really busy. On this day alone, An's family didn't know how many guests he had to receive.
In the past, with Lin Cuiying waiting in front of her, An Lao could still hide away for a while, but ever since Lin Cuiying was arrested.
Elder An makes all the decisions in this family, big and small. He has been very tired in the past six months.
Therefore, after hearing Gu Ning's words, he almost said without thinking, "I will go to Yong'an Lane with you after dinner."
He didn't want to stay in Anjia for a minute anymore.
It's really annoying.
Gu Ning smiled and said, "Then go there early in the afternoon. There is a river outside Yong'an Lane. It will thaw now and you might be able to fish."
This simply spoke to An Lao's heart, and his expression began to change from gloomy to clear, "That's it."
Next to me, the person who came to An's family for dinner was watching this scene.
They all looked a little thoughtful.
It seems that An Mingzhi, the grandson, has fallen out of favor, and the most favored one now is Gu Ning, the granddaughter who came back halfway.
Even Mr. An dared to pull out his tiger beard.
The lunch gathering ended quickly. When leaving An's house, Gu Ning went to the kitchen to pack some cooked food so that her mother could cook more easily at night.
Wait until everything is installed.
Gu Ning suddenly forgot to put the soybean paste in the pickled vegetable jar in the kitchen. This soybean paste is paired with white steamed buns or white noodles, which is perfect for rice.
Gu Ning said hello to Liu Shuzhen and the others, and then went to the kitchen.
It would be one or two o'clock in the afternoon. All the guests had left, Wu Ma had finished cleaning up and was taking a lunch break.
Gu Ning was the only one in the huge kitchen. The pickles were stored in a small warehouse behind the kitchen. There were many ceramic jars in the room. Gu Ning opened the lid and smelled it.
She brought the small jar and the small jar to the shelf, preparing to put them high so that they could be put into the aluminum lunch box.
As a result, I didn't expect that she had just arrived behind the shelf.
Then I heard a push on the kitchen door, "Are you sure your grandma said that the little yellow croaker was placed in the pickle jar in the kitchen?"
It's Ding Shuli's voice.
When Gu Ning heard this, he was startled subconsciously. Are there small yellow croakers in the pickled vegetable jar?
She subconsciously hid behind the shelf. The lights in the warehouse were dim and she was thin, so she was completely hidden inside.
Then I heard footsteps outside, and it was An Mingzhi's voice, "Mom, I told you, grandma couldn't lie to me. Since she said there was large yellow croaker in the pickle jar, there must be some."
These small yellow croakers do not refer to food, but to gold bars, one weighing one or two.
Later, everyone got used to calling it small yellow croaker.
Ding Shuli, "How did you know that? When your grandma was arrested, she didn't tell you. No one went to see her now, but she remembered it."
The old woman was so cunning that she hid so much personal money.
When An Mingzhi heard this, he pursed his lips and felt a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say it out loud. He rummaged for the pickle jar and said, "Let's look for it first. We'll talk about it when we find it."
However, these are aged pickles, and as soon as the lid is opened, the smell will hit your face.
People who are not used to this taste will feel uncomfortable immediately.
An Mingzhi was like this. As soon as he opened the jar of pickles, he retched and started to vomit.
Anjia has good conditions. Wu Ma is a nanny and has stayed in Anjia for many years.
An Mingzhi was raised as the heir again, but he had never been in the kitchen a few times.
He didn't even expect that the pickles on the table would be placed in such a dark jar.
Disgusting.
As soon as An Mingzhi vomited, Ding Shuli next to him immediately put down what she was doing and patted him, "Forget it, stand aside and Mom will come find her."
An Mingzhi did not refuse and saw Ding Shuli using a pair of long chopsticks.
From the first jar to the last jar, she stirred every pickle jar.
Silky smooth without any clogging.
This made Ding Shuli a little confused, "There are none of these?"
They are all jars for pickles, and they are inspected from beginning to end.
An Mingzhi was also stunned, "Could it be that Wu Ma was cleared out? Didn't you tell us?"
Ding Shuli thought for a while, "It's possible!" She closed the lid of the pickle jar, and then put the long chopsticks next to her, "Go ask Ma Wu!"
"If Mother Wu doesn't know-"
The two looked at each other, and Ding Shuli said, "Could it be that your grandma lied to you?"
Then, she denied it again, "No, your grandma is in charge of the family's finances. She must be greedy, but I didn't expect that she would even hide it from us!"
She thinks that she is her mother-in-law's confidant, but she is the one who does the bad things, and she is not the one who does the good things.
These words made An Mingzhi silent for a moment, "Let's look for it first. If it's not there, I'll ask grandma in the prison."
With that said, the two of them left the small warehouse in the kitchen one after another.
Gu Ning slowly moved out from behind the shelf, holding a pickle jar in her hand, and she was sweating from exhaustion.
When she thought about what Ding Shuli and An Mingzhi said before, she couldn't help but curse in her heart. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?
She took the chopsticks that Ding Shuli had used before from the shelf, opened the lid, and carefully stirred the chopsticks inside. It felt really jerky.
It just feels like the chopsticks are touching something hard?
Gu Ning was stunned, is there really something?
She stood at the window holding the jar and took advantage of the light outside, using chopsticks to fish out the contents bit by bit.
One fish, two fish, three fish, four fish, Gu Ning fished out ten fish until they were completely fished out.
These small yellow croakers are all covered with a plastic film. They have obviously been put in there for a long time. The plastic film was almost soaked by the salt in the pickles.
The first thing Gu Ning reacted to was not the joy of finding ten small yellow croakers.
Instead, I want to vomit!
She quite likes this soybean paste and will add a spoonful of it every time she eats noodles.
Gu Ning couldn't help but retched when she thought that what she was eating was doenjang with added ingredients.
Although Wu Ma always scrapes the sauce from the top layer every time, I still can’t help it!
She shed tears first, then washed her face and became completely energetic.
Put the pickle jar back to its original position intact.
She went to clean up all these plastic bags with water. She did not throw the bags into the kitchen garbage, but wrapped them all in a separate clean bag.
Ready to take away.
Another problem is how to take out the clear and clean small yellow croakers.
Gu Ning thought for a while, then went to the cupboard again to find a clean aluminum lunch box, and placed ten small yellow croakers neatly in it.
Now, it really has become a dish.
Gu Ning couldn't help but laugh, and put the lunch box together in a mesh bag. There were a few bananas and a few persimmons in the mesh bag.
The persimmons are not bad, they are frozen persimmons and very sweet. Bananas are a fruit from the south and are not easy to buy in Anju City.
Gu Ning planned to take it to Langjingshan and the others to try it out.
After she finished loading these things, she followed them out of the kitchen.
However, as soon as she came out, she bumped into Ding Shuli and An Mingzhi, who led Wu Ma in.
Gu Ning was lucky at that moment. She restored the kimchi jar to its original position, including the pair of chopsticks.
Even the bag containing the small yellow croakers was collected separately by her and was not thrown into the kitchen garbage.
As soon as she saw Gu Ning coming out of the kitchen, Ding Shuli's expression immediately changed. Perhaps she had a guilty conscience, and she immediately looked stern and asked, "Gu Ning, what are you doing in the kitchen?"
Gu Ning was not timid either. She raised the eye-catching mesh bag in her hand and said, "I put some fruits and some sweet and sour short ribs."
She didn't mention the pickles.
Although Ding Shuli was suspicious, Gu Ning's attitude was too candid.
Even when she was holding up a net bag, she cursed, "I know how to take things out of the house every day."
Gu Ning looked at her coldly, "Sweet and sour short ribs are grandpa's favorite, can't I pack them for him?"
Mr. An likes sweet and sour short ribs, which is something everyone in the An family knows.
As soon as Gu Ning said this, she immediately felt shameless with Ding Shuli. She wanted to say something, but An Mingzhi stopped her, "Mom, business is more important."
Just a few things, Gu Ning just took them. What's this?
They ate more than Gu Ning took.
No one said anything.
It's really true, no matter the severity.
Sure enough, as soon as An Mingzhi said this, Ding Shuli swallowed the rest of the words in an instant. She led Wu Ma to the warehouse, "Wu Ma, look, are all the pickles here? Have you thrown away the jar before?
?”
Wu Ma didn't know why they were looking for the pickle jar.
She went into the warehouse and counted seven jars in total. She shook her head and said, "The jars are all here."
"Then how come there isn't?"
Ding Shuli said subconsciously.
"Nothing?" Wu Ma asked.
Ding Shuli concealed it, "It's nothing." After a pause, she asked, "Mama Wu, have you ever thrown a jar before?"
Where does Wu Ma remember this?
But her observation of words and expressions is first-rate, and there is definitely something wrong with this person.
And it's still a big problem, otherwise An Mingzhi wouldn't have followed.
Are they looking for something? Looking for something?
If she is not found, will she be suspected?
After a while, Wu Ma thought a lot, and she thought, "I did throw a jar before!"
"What? Did you throw the jar?"
Ding Shuli's voice rose a little higher.
Wu's mother was a little nervous, "That vegetable has been pickled for too long, it smells bad, and it's infested with maggots. I threw the jar away too. What? Can't we throw away the maggots in the jar?"
Where can I not throw maggots away?
Ding Shuli and An Mingzhi both became anxious. An Mingzhi asked eagerly, "When did you throw it? Where did you throw it? Do you remember it?"
This is followed by several questions.
The question made Mother Wu feel more and more uneasy. She whispered, "I threw it away a year ago in the garbage station outside."
Once you say this.
An Mingzhi sat down on the ground and said to Ding Shuli, "It's over!"
That jar of little yellow croakers!
It was just thrown away.
Ding Shuli was also heartbroken. She checked several times, "Wu Ma, you're not lying, are you? Did you really throw away the pickle jar?"
These words made Wu Ma's heart tremble, and she felt more and more that she had just made an excuse before, saying that she had thrown away the pickle jar.
Doesn't this make her suspicious?
Wu Ma lowered her eyebrows and said, "Comrade Ding, I went and threw it away. It was a pity that the nanny from the Xu family came behind me when I threw it away."
The nanny of the Xu family is her niece, so she is not afraid of giving a confession.
Now, there is a name, a thing, and a place.
Moreover, the other party obviously didn't seem to know that there were small yellow croakers in the pickle jar, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted like this.
Ding Shuli sighed, "What a coincidence!"
It's extremely heartbreaking.
An Mingzhi wasn't much better either. He kept covering his chest and beating it, like a small yellow croaker in a pickled vegetable jar!
Gone!
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Outside.
Gu Ning carried the nylon net bag and got into the car. An Lao and Liu Shuzhen beside him asked, "Why did you stay here for so long?"
Gu Ning thought for a moment and glanced at the driver, Uncle Zhang, "I'll talk to you when I get home."
She squeezed the aluminum lunch box in her hand.
Wait until you settle down.
She took Mr. An directly to the bedroom, put the aluminum lunch box on the table and opened it, revealing the shiny golden yellow croaker inside, "Grandpa, I found this in the pickle jar in An's kitchen."