The female forensic doctor wore a book and had sex with the male partner_October Sea【Complete】(117)
"Then I'll be relieved." Xie Chen breathed a sigh of relief, "On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Tan Yi invited us to have dinner at his house. I have agreed, and you will go too."
Xie Qing hesitated for a moment, "I'll see what's going on. Brother, give dad the phone and I'll wish him a happy new year."
Xie Chen said: "Okay, just wait a moment."
Xie Xun was very concerned about Xie Qing. He not only asked about the Lu family's case, but also asked about Lishan County in detail. The father and daughter chatted for three to five minutes before hanging up the phone.
It was almost ten o'clock when we arrived at the cafeteria. Tan Yi, Ren Yaguang and others had chopped the meat and green onions, and scooped out a large bowl of white noodles, which they were preparing to mix with.
Ren Yaguang stood in front of the basin and hesitated. When he saw Xie Qing coming in, he quickly waved, "Xiao Xie, can you make noodles?"
It is common for police officers to work overtime, but they seldom do this common thing. It is for no other reason than lack of time.
Xie Qing rolled up her sleeves, "If you don't mind that I'm a forensic doctor, I'll take care of all the dough and stuffing."
Zhao Youguang, the detective of the first team, said: "Hey, we are all police, who cares about that? If Xiao Xie can do it, hurry up."
"That's true."
"Xiao Xie is making noodles here. This sketch is very funny. Let's watch it and do it at the same time."
Several old detectives spoke.
"Come on." Ren Yaguang moved the basin and water over.
Xie Qing put down her backpack and went to the water room to wash her hands several times. When she came back, she mixed the noodles bit by bit with chopsticks and water in one hand... The noodles were smooth and the basin was light, then covered with a wet drawer cloth, and the noodles were ready. .
Then mix the stuffing, oil, thirteen spices, soy sauce, salt, pepper water...
In less than half an hour, she finished all the work.
"Little Xie Niu."
"Yeah, there aren't many girls who know how to do housework nowadays."
"What you said is wrong. He can do a lot, but I didn't expect Xiao Xie to be so capable."
"That's true...it's true."
Everyone started to praise it.
Xie Qing was not polite and accepted the order. He summed it up in one sentence, "As long as you are a qualified foodie, you are generally a good cook."
Tan Yi nodded, "So, the reason why we won't do it is actually just because our mouths are not greedy enough."
"Hahaha..." A group of people laughed.
After the laughter stopped, Xie Qing said: "What Captain Tan said is not entirely correct. Greed is a superficial result, but a foodie can rise to a pursuit and a determination. For example, a foodie loves to eat dumplings, then she can do it for To eat delicious dumplings, you can find famous teachers and learn how to make various dumplings; foodies can also go to the Northwest specifically for a bowl of authentic beef noodles. Such people are called foodies.”
Everyone thought that Tan Yi was just joking, but they didn't expect that Xie Qing would give such a serious explanation.
Several people looked at Tan Yi in unison.
Tan Yi said sternly: "That makes sense. Now that I've been taught, a foodie is actually a gourmet in a certain sense."
Xie Qing smiled, "I accept this metaphor." She thought to herself, you old pickled cabbage, you are wise.
When it's almost eleven o'clock, the noodles are almost done, and everyone makes dumplings together.
Xie Qing's dough is mixed well, the dough is evenly sized, and the dumpling skins he rolls out are neither thin nor thick, neither soft nor hard.
It's just that the men's craftsmanship is a bit poor, and the dumplings are either big or small, or oddly shaped.
Fortunately, they all had a lot of strength and the skins were pinched tightly, and none of them were broken during cooking.
On the eve of midnight, the host of the Spring Festival Gala started counting down, and the hot boiled dumplings were also cooked.
Ren Yaguang endured the burning and tasted one first, and praised: "As expected of a gourmet, the meat is fragrant and juicy, and it tastes better than my mother's."
Xie Qing picked up the dumplings and put them on several large plates. "Fortunately, I prepared enough, otherwise I would have had more monks and less meat."
Zhao Youguang said: "Thank you to forensic doctor Xiao Xie and team Tan. We are in for a treat tonight."
Tan Yi took a plate of dumplings and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhao is too polite."
"I still have to thank you." Xie Qing said seriously, "Thank you, Brother Zhao, for making the dumplings."
"Hahaha..." Zhao Youguang laughed, "This kid really knows how to talk."
Tan Yi couldn't help but laugh and walked away with the plate.
The work on the stove is finished.
Everyone sat around the table and enjoyed the singing and dancing performances of old artists while eating.
The dumplings are not pretty, but the meat filling is delicious and the dough is chewy.
Tan Yi knew from Xie Qing's demeanor that she could cook, but he didn't expect that she could cook to this extent. It was definitely no worse than the dumplings eaten at the Beijing restaurant.
He admits he was stunned.
At the end of the meal, the dumplings were completely wiped out and everyone was full, including Xie Qing herself.
At the end of the Spring Festival Gala, everyone did their hygiene together and left the canteen together.
It was less than two o'clock, and Anhai gradually became quiet, but some places were still noisy. The gorgeous fireworks were extinguished in the dark night sky, and the Sky-Diamond Monkey flew high into the sky with a ray of fire and screamed.
This is an era of free fireworks.
Xie Qing regretted a little. When she passed by the firecracker stall, why didn't she think of buying some fireworks?
Tan Yi saw her lost in thought and asked, "Do you like fireworks?"
Xie Qing said: "I like it."
Ren Yaguang also said: "I like it too. You can set it off when you get home in the morning. Make two firecrackers. It's loud and lively."
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After the last firework ended, Xie Qing turned around and said, "Let's go upstairs. Do you want to sleep or stay up?"
Ren Yaguang glanced at Tan Yi and said, "I'll sort out the files on Lu Jing's case. That poor guy is still unconscious in the detention center."