I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"That's me..."

Xiao Lan was sitting halfway, her pale face gradually became ruddy, and she looked angry, "That sentence is my motto, and I won't allow my father to talk casually in the future."

Uncle Maori's face was filled with confusion. What he said, he himself didn't know what he said wrong, he just asked.

Guangyou glanced at Conan. Conan was shrinking his head. He didn't know whether the air conditioner in the ward was hitting too high or there was some secret secret, and his face blushed.

Uncle Maori put the porridge aside, ready to open and feed Xiaolan to the porridge.

Xiao Lan waved her hand, saying that she would eat it herself later.

Uncle Maori looked at his watch, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Then Xiaolan, I will come to the hospital to borrow you at noon tomorrow. You should not go to school these days and have a good rest."

Seeing this, Conan also got up and followed the uncle Maori who had already left the house: "Sister Xiaolan, then I will leave first."

Guangyou has no reason to stay here after all. He will go to school tomorrow, so staying in the hospital is useless.

After leaving the hospital, Uncle Maori first called a taxi back to Chinatown. The car he rented was still parked on the other side of Chinatown.

It's late, but Chinatown is still quite lively, but there are fewer families traveling together, and more couples.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when I returned to the office. As soon as Guangyou returned to the office, he obediently took a bath and went to bed.

The lunch on the morning of the next day was of course prepared by Guangyou, who got up early, and it was still pretty simple, with toast, milk, and fried eggs.

There are no fried dough sticks sold around here, otherwise Guangyou would like to try the classic combination of soy milk fried dough sticks.

Although I didn't wait for Xiao Ai yesterday morning, it is impossible for Guangyou to go directly to school like this unless he is short-sighted.

Xiao Ai seems to have figured it out, and she leaned against the wall of Dr. A Li's house long ago to wait for Guangyou to arrive.

"Good morning, Xiao Ai."

Guangyou smiled and greeted Xiao Ai.

"Good morning."

The arc of Xiaowei's mouth shows that she is in a good mood, "Let's go, I will buy breakfast first."

"No need to buy it, I will make it, although it is relatively simple."

Guangyou raised his right hand and carried a plastic bag with a toast with fried eggs in it.

After Xiao Ai saw it, there was a hint of joy in her ice blue eyes, and she took the bag with a smile: "Thank you."

Conan whistled in front of him and walked by himself, as if he hadn't seen all this.

The two followed and walked slowly towards the school.

Guangyou said over there about going to dinner last night, Xiao Ai was eating the toast omelet with the lady nearby, and occasionally nodded and said something.

Compared to being a talker, she is more willing to be a listener.

"do not move."

Guangyou suddenly stopped Xiao Ai who had eaten the toast, and then wiped Xiao Ai's bright red lips with his thumb in the confused eyes.

"Really, I don't pay attention to my image when I eat."

This action made Xiao Lament a big red face, but she did not rebuke, just lowered her head and kneaded the corner of her clothes.

Conan occasionally turned his head to look at the two people strolling on the street, his eyes were a little dazed, he suddenly thought that he used to go to school with Xiaolan, this is also the case.

Xiao Lan listened by the side, occasionally interjecting, he talked about the case he solved loudly beside him, even though he himself had forgotten how many times he had talked about the case, Xiao Lan still listened carefully with that smile.

"Go, what are you doing on the road."

Guangyou watched Conan keep turning his head and stood there blankly, reminding, "The time is almost there, don't waste time here."

"Oh oh."

Conan replied stupidly and followed the pace of the two.

.....

After school, Guangyou carried his schoolbag and pushed open the door of the office.

The rare Uncle Maori stayed at home honestly, did not read the newspaper, and did not shout "Yoko, I love you" to the TV.

He scribbled and drew on the notebook, as if he was writing something.

I took a closer look and found some nutritional menus.

Don't even think about it or know that Uncle Maori prepared it for Xiaolan.

"Guangyou, do you think you can help with this? The ingredients have been bought and put in the refrigerator."

Uncle Maori raised his head and looked at Guangyou, a rare seriousness appeared on that elderly face.

"No problem, it's been wrapped on me these few days."

Guangyou smiled and patted his chest, nodding in response.

It’s just cooking, it’s not a big deal, and it’s still cooked for the family.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and dinner was still early, so Guangyou went back to the room to do the homework first while there was still some time.

At dinner, Xiao Lan was wearing her pajamas, she had got rid of her morbid paleness and restored her usual rosy.

There is not too much politeness. While eating, Uncle Maori has repeatedly told me to pay attention to these two days and take a good rest at home.

Xiaolan said with an impatient look that she knew, and she didn't need to remind so many times.

But her slightly raised mouth corners can also show her heart well.

The night time passed quickly, and another day of ordinary life at school.

But tomorrow night, Guangyou made an appointment with a few people from Bumei. Putting on a kimono to participate in the summer festival, visiting the temple fair, and watching the fireworks can add a touch of fun to the peaceful life.

At the dinner table, Xiaolan had already said that there was nothing wrong with her, and the fever had completely gone. Tomorrow she would also make an appointment with the teacher to make up the exam, and then by the way, go to the summer festival with Yuanzi in the evening.

The once-a-year event is basically attended by the younger generation. As for the older generation, most of them will take their children to join in the fun.

Uncle Maori refused. He said that he had an appointment with a friend to drink.

....

On the day of the summer festival, Guangyou got dressed and prepared to meet a few people.

One side of his clothes is dark blue, and the other side is decorated with pink cherry blossoms, and the hem of his clothes is decorated with mixed blue and pink.

Compared with Conan's pure-color kimono, Guangyou's is obviously more energetic and trendy.

Guangyou's pants look much more honest, just a dark blue pants with no patterns.

He also held a folding fan with landscapes in his hand, and fanned it from time to time.

Just walking on the road is quite eye-catching.

There is a demeanor of a Chinese traveler in ancient times, and there is a follower next to him.

A few people from Bumei changed their clothes early and waited at Dr. Ari's house.

After entering the doctor's house, I saw Xiao Ai sitting on the sofa in a kimono.

Guangyou's eyes couldn't help but brighten, Xiao Ai had obviously taken a bath, and the kimono on her body was black, with waves and goldfish embellished on it.

Ayumi, who was sitting next to her, wore an egg-yellow kimono with fragments of flowers.

The kimonos of the two fit their characteristics. Xiao Ai's goldfish kimono is unassuming, which matches her slightly cold temperament perfectly.

Ayumi's flower kimono showed her little girl's playfulness.

Against the backdrop of the black kimono, Xiao Ai's white skin, as an Anglo-Japanese hybrid, looks even fairer. This whiteness is not the sickly paleness.

If you let Guangyou describe it, it would be that the skin is like fat, like a good suet jade.

Xiao Ai also deliberately spent some light makeup for the summer festival, which made her delicate face even more attractive.

Unfolding the folding fan, he slapped him gently, the corners of Guangyou's mouth raised, showing a faint smile, and sat down beside Xiao Ai.

He closed the folding fan again and lifted Xiao Ai's chin slightly with the fan: "Tonight, you and me."