Eight Fresh Soup

Chapter 14
The next morning, Moran ate something hastily at home, and then left for the villa where Du Xiaomei's accident happened.There is no driver today, so I can only go to the dirty and smelly long-distance bus station to take the Sichuan-Zhengjiang line that runs every half an hour just like last time.Hearing the name, one knows that this car will be crowded with many suburban passengers with large luggage. Moran only hopes that there will not be a woman with a child sitting next to her. When the child kicks and dirty your clothes, you can't complain.

After driving for more than an hour, she took another minibus and walked for 10 minutes after getting off the bus. Finally, according to her memory, she found the last route and quickly found Du Xiaomei's villa.When she finally saw the red iron gate of Du's villa, she couldn't help feeling from the bottom of her heart that living in a villa in the suburbs without a car was no different than being sent to the frontier.

The door of the villa was locked, she took out the key bag that Liao Yongli gave her, and began to test the keys one by one. At this time, she suddenly saw two more shoes next to her feet. They were a pair of black women's shoes. style leather shoes, she was startled, and immediately turned around, it turned out to be Zhao Yanshu.

"Yan Shu? Why did you come?" She asked in surprise.

Zhao Yanshu was a little embarrassed.

"I, I came to get my things. I left in a hurry that day, and I forgot my slippers under the bed in the guest room." Zhao Yanshu's face was blushing, and she looked a little uncomfortable.

"Exactly, I have the key." Moran said with a smile, thinking that she had to find a reason, she didn't expect to meet someone here.

"How could you have..." Zhao Yanshu stared at the key in her hand in great confusion.

"I asked Liao Yongli to bring it."

"He gave it to you?" Zhao Yanshu's tone made Mo Lan feel that she actually wanted to ask, why did he give you the key?
"Ah, yes, to tell you the truth, Yan Shu, I also left something here. I asked Liao Yongli to come with me, but he refused, so I asked him for the key and came by myself."

As Moran said, he continued to try the key. For some reason, he felt a little nervous.It may also be because of the influence of Gao Jing, she now feels a little strange when she sees each of them.

After a while, the door lock made a dull "click", and the door key was found.Mo Lan turned back and smiled at Zhao Yanshu, and the two opened the door and went in.

The villa is still the same as the one I saw a few days ago, with grandeur and luxury, but unfortunately, the hostess' laughter can no longer be heard here. There is only a deserted living room, an uncleaned kitchen, and floors covered with unknown stains.Now Moran recalled Du Xiaomei's warm greeting when she walked into the courtyard a few days ago, and couldn't help but feel so desolate.

She always thought that the invitation for Ba Xian Tang was just another clumsy joke of Du Xiaomei, but she never thought that this story would actually come true, and it should still be on Du Xiaomei herself, even though the fingers in the soup were fake , but it is a real fact that you lost your life because of a bowl of eight fresh soup.Moran couldn't help but tighten her heart when she thought that a person who was alive was brutally taken away in this way, and he was someone she knew.

After all, they also cooked delicious filet mignon and sweet tiramisu together, and cooked crisp and delicious Sichuan cold dishes together on summer afternoons. After all, they also spent many good times together.

Moran remembers that when the girls from their culinary club used to be together, they used to cook Western food while discussing their future.

"I want to be a famous food critic, and I will be afraid of any chef who sees me in the future." Moran often said such bold words.She was trained by her gourmet father since she was a child, and she has been cooking since she was 13 years old, so she can almost be regarded as half a teacher in this culinary club.

Like her, Dai Rou has a clear goal. Her ideal is to find a wealthy foreigner to marry.Dai Rou used to study English madly in college in order to marry a rich and powerful foreigner one day, because she was always worried that her wide cheeks, slender eyes and big mouth would not be appreciated by Chinese men.

In contrast, Jiang Rongxi's ideal is more practical: "I just want to find a high-paying job and live a peaceful life with my husband."

Interestingly, Zhao Yanshu, the most timid and cowardly of them all, has loftier ideals than the others.

"I want to open a bilingual kindergarten with an area of ​​more than [-] square meters." Zhao Yanshu is the most caring and patient person among the few people, so it is not surprising that she wants to go to a kindergarten to be a teacher, but opening her own bilingual kindergarten It's a different story entirely, it's a startup, and it's a big startup at that.

No one thought that she wanted to be the boss, but only Dai Rou asked her, "I thought you wanted to work in kindergarten."

"I'll go and read the franchise information in the newspaper first." Zhao Yanshu said softly.

"That would cost a lot of money." Moran exclaimed.

"I'm just looking." Zhao Yanshu said shyly, while tinkering with the ingredients of the mushroom soup.

As for Du Xiaomei's ideal, it couldn't be simpler, to be a young grandmother at home, watching TV and doing beauty treatments every day.Moran still remembers her hands covered in cream, shouting: "I want to be the happiest, most comfortable, and most enviable woman in my life."

Facts have proved that there is a gap between ideal and reality.

Moran didn’t become a food critic. After working as an editor for a period of time in a magazine, she married lawyer Liang Yongsheng. Since then, she has become a less diligent freelance writer, writing one or two articles a week Small articles with a thousand words are purely for entertainment and entertainment. After the divorce, she didn't even bother to write small articles, she just wanted to sleep every day to pass the time.

Dai Rou also failed to marry a foreigner as she wished, and Moran didn't know if she was still fighting for her ideal, but judging from yesterday's situation, she seemed to have fallen in love with Liao Yongli.

As for Jiang Rongxi, he did have a good job, but now he is at home due to illness.Thinking of her, Moran decided to invite her to dinner at home in a few days, she really wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with the sensible and intelligent Rong Xihao.

Of course, Zhao Yanshu did not become the female boss of a bilingual kindergarten. She is now a secretary of a transportation company. This is not a job she likes. She is married and the child is not hers. Look, at least there is nothing to envy.That man was much older than her, and he was not good-looking. Moran couldn't understand how she fell in love with him in the first place, and even gave up the job she liked because of him.

The most unlucky one was Du Xiaomei, who had always advertised to be the happiest, most comfortable, and most enviable woman, but died at the age of 25.

Moran suddenly discovered that none of them had realized his dream.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Lan felt that someone was pushing her, it was Zhao Yanshu.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just thought of something from the past." Mo Lan glanced back at Zhao Yanshu, and suddenly found that she was dressed very strangely today.The last time we met, I felt that she was eight or nine years behind the trend of the times. Today, she simply became a middle-aged woman.Mo Lan couldn't figure it out. Although Zhao Yanshu was not fashionable in her college days, she was not so outdated. At least she used imitation famous brands to confuse many people's eyes. As long as they didn't look at what Moran was wearing, most of them would not Don't know the difference between the two.But today, she is dressed too outrageously, Moran thought, this kind of plaid coat in the 20s, the style is too rustic, how dare she wear it, and today she even tied her hair into a peach , looks very ridiculous.Is it intentional?
"I, am I ugly?" Zhao Yanshu seemed to find that she was observing her, and immediately asked nervously.

"I think your hair is a bit weird when it's coiled up." Moran couldn't help but say, "Why did you coil it up? You've always had shoulder-length hair."

"Oh, I think..." Zhao Yanshu touched the peaches on her head subconsciously, "I think it's too messy to let my hair down, I want to make it tidy. I don't want to leave my hair here, if the police find out It's too troublesome, and I have to ask non-stop."

Was she afraid that her hair would fall on the ground and be taken away by the police as evidence?Then she should have shaved her hair before coming here.Zhao Yanshu's weird idea made Mo Lan feel amused.

"But I heard that it's easier to lose hair if you put your hair up, because many small hairs will fall out without knowing it." Moran deliberately frightened her.

"Really?" Zhao Yanshu touched her hair subconsciously again, and then asked nervously, "Do I have a lot of little hair?"

Obviously, she meant it.Forget it, Yan Shu is an honest person, don't tease her anymore.

Moran looked at her hair and comforted, "It's okay, it's okay, you don't have much hair, it won't fall out."

"Really?" Zhao Yanshu asked worriedly.

"No problem." Mo Lan didn't want to get entangled in Zhao Yanshu's hair anymore, so she asked, "You said you came looking for slippers, did you put them under the bed in the guest room?"

"Maybe, I'll look around." Zhao Yanshu looked up at the stairs uneasily.

"Then I'll accompany you." Moran said, "We made the mask that day, where have you been? Maybe the slippers were placed somewhere."

Zhao Yanshu suddenly showed a vigilant expression.

"I haven't been anywhere, I've only been to the bathroom and my room."

"By the way, speaking of this, I want to ask you, did Du Xiaomei come to see you after I fell asleep that day?" Mo Lan asked pretending to be nonchalant, she wanted to test Zhao Yanshu's reaction.

"What did you say?" Zhao Yanshu was taken aback.

"Oh, it's like this," Moran explained in a relaxed tone, "I heard that Du Xiaomei knocked on your door that night, didn't you hear it?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yanshu shook her head blankly, "Why did she come to me? Who said that? I might take a shower in the bathroom on the first floor."

"It was Rong Xi who said it." Moran said.

"Rongxi?" Zhao Yanshu frowned, seemingly unhappy, "I don't know why they brought this matter to me, and I didn't hear Du Xiaomei knocking on my door, I haven't heard it all night, but, "She swallowed, "I saw Du Xiaomei talking to Rong Xi, and I heard that she was arguing with Dai Rou in the yard."

"Really, they quarreled, what's the quarrel?" Moran affectionately took her arm and walked upstairs, "We talked as we walked."

"They spoke quite loudly, but I couldn't hear what they said clearly. I was in the bathroom." Zhao Yanshu argued.

"Oh, did you hear what Rongxi said to Xiaomei?" Moran asked.

Zhao Yanshu shook her head: "I didn't notice, they spoke very softly."

"By the way, Yan Shu, why don't you take a shower on the second floor?"

Zhao Yanshu sighed: "I took a long time to take a shower, I was afraid that Dai Rou would start bluffing again, so after thinking about it, I'd better go to the first floor to wash, and no one would snatch me there."

That's true, if Zhao Yanshu went to the bathroom first, Dai Rou, who was waiting impatiently, would probably scream again.

"It's weird, don't you think? Du Xiaomei talked to everyone, except you." Moran said.

"I really don't know. I went back to sleep after taking a shower, and I didn't hear anyone knocking on the door. I slept soundly that night. Didn't you wake me up in the morning?" Zhao Yanshu seemed to be defending herself.

Zhao Yanshu got up late that day, but Moran felt that this could be explained either because she slept soundly at night, or because she fell asleep very late and thus woke up late.

"I don't know what happened that day, I was very sleepy." Moran thought of his embarrassment that day.

Zhao Yanshu relaxed and said with a smile, "You fell asleep when we were making the mask that day."

"Yes, did you speak ill of me?" Mo Lan smiled and put her arms on Zhao Yanshu's waist.

Zhao Yanshu instinctively stepped back.

"We did mention you, but..." Zhao Yanshu stopped in the middle of her sentence, she looked forward, a trace of surprise and timidity flashed in her eyes, Moran followed her gaze, and took a bite too Surprised, she actually saw Gao Jing standing at the door of Du Xiaomei's room watching them. "That's the police..." Zhao Yanshu said.

Moran also felt guilty for coming to the scene without authorization.But after thinking about it, she had just invited him to eat shepherd's purse wontons not long ago, and he shouldn't be so unreasonable and drive her away immediately, so she couldn't help but become a little more courageous.

She pretended not to see him, and dragged Zhao Yanshu to the door of the guest room, and was about to open the door to enter, when suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind them.

"How did you get in?"

Moran turned his head and found two strange men standing behind them with serious expressions. Hearing this tone, they seemed to be policemen too.

"We're here to get things. Last time we left in a hurry, we left things in the room." Moran said as calmly as possible, and at the same time glanced at Gao Jing from the corner of his eye to see his reaction. She guessed he was the boss of the two men.

"Boss." One of the men looked at Gao Jing, and his tone really meant asking for instructions.

"What are you looking for?" Gao Jing walked over with a tepid attitude.

"Yan Shu is looking for slippers, and I am looking for... lipstick." Mo Lan said.

"What are you looking for?" Gao Jing seemed to have never heard of lipstick.

(End of this chapter)