National Forensic Doctor

Jiang Yuan changed into casual clothes, rode an electric bicycle, and drove home slowly. Google search reading

The advantage of working in my hometown is that it is close to home. Even if I live outside the city, I can get there in a short time by riding an electric bike. In the meantime, I can enjoy the scenery and enjoy the riverside scenery without traffic jams.

In terms of urban landscape alone, Ningtai County has done very well. Especially the Taihe Front Line, great efforts have been put into the design, construction and maintenance. This can be seen from one data. In just half a month since Jiang Yuan joined the company, the relevant departments have punished five people for car accidents in the Taihe Front Line. Most of the couples are greedy for the scenery and come here from other places - all the locals know how to go to Mount Sining. The scenery is equally beautiful and spectacular, the terrain is more complex, the flow of people is smaller, and there is almost no one to care about it.

Jiangjia Village is located at the foot of Sining Mountain and embraced by the Taihe River. It was once famous for its dense paddy fields, but now it is famous for the demolition of the scenic area.

All the land of Jiang Yuan's family has also been occupied, and the newly divided houses are scattered in many communities inside and outside the city. Jiang's father himself lives in Jiangcun Community, which is closest to the original site of Jiangjia Village. This community is also where most of the Jiang family lives. Upstairs The people downstairs are all from the village. Except that they no longer have to work in the fields, their daily life is the same as in the village.

Comrade Jiangfu Town built a large stove in his kitchen. The chimney was slightly modified and a range hood with high suction was installed. The fuel was all firewood and coal. The pig iron cauldron in the middle was as wide as a sheep. , a deep goose, really powerful...and quite delicious.

When Jiang Yuan entered the Jiangcun community, he started nodding to the people on both sides. He parked the car downstairs and returned to the elevator. He saw someone waiting there.

"Aunt Hua." Jiang Yuan greeted. Middle-aged women with the same surname in the same village but not in the five clothes are uniformly called aunt or aunt plus proper nouns.

Aunt Hua smiled, and then asked impatiently: "Was your Seventeenth Uncle stabbed to death by your Seventeenth Uncle?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned and said: "The case is still under investigation, I can't say anything."

"Is that true?" Aunt Hua clenched her fists and her toes were already ready to publicize the news.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but recall the bombardment of information he got when he went home for vacation every year. Knowing that he couldn't give any hints, he immediately said tirelessly: "The case is still under investigation. I can't say the specific situation, and I can't tell you. You Whether the information obtained is true or false..."

"Then it's fake?" Aunt Hua obviously wasn't ready to give up.

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The elevator door opens.

Jiang Yuan took the opportunity to get out of the elevator and opened the door of his house. The villagers in Jiangcun Community were accustomed to leaving their doors unlocked during the day. In this way, they would save the trouble of knocking when they came to each other's doors. They could just yell at the door.

Jiang Yuan also yelled when he came home: "Dad, I'm back."

This suite was created by opening up and renovating the entire fourth suite on the floor. The traditional firewood stove that Jiangfu Town comrades like most is in the east kitchen. People in it can't hear the loud noise.

"I heard it." Father Jiang Fuzhen came out, grabbing a towel and wiping his hands, and shouted from afar: "His aunt, here she comes."

"I met Yuan'er on the road." Aunt Hua followed Jiang Yuan, said hello familiarly, and sat down on the sofa.

Uncle Seventeen's family was wiped out. This level of gossip is not comparable to the news that Lao Han's daughter-in-law cheated on him or Lao Liu's son was caught engaging in prostitution. Aunt Hua even had a sense of mission at this time, a mission to let the villagers in Jiangcun get accurate information.

"Drink some tea and eat some melon seeds. I haven't prepared anything at home..." Mayor Jiang Fu is quite rich, and his words are as warm as water.

Aunt Hua waved her hands indifferently, looked at Jiang Yuan, and continued: "I heard them say that your Seventeenth Uncle's shop was closed, and someone came to your Seventeenth Uncle's house to search, and your Seventeenth Uncle's phone number was also closed. I can’t get through. I left a message in my circle of friends, but she didn’t reply. Tell me, what did they do?”

"I can't tell." What could Jiang Yuan say? The other people's questions provided more information than he knew. At this time, besides calmly responding, what else could he say.

Crunch.

Someone else just opened the door and came in.

"Uncle. Brother. Aunt. What are you talking about? Are you talking about Uncle Seventeen?" The person who came in this time was Jiang Yuan's contemporary, Jiang Yongxin, who ran a car wash downstairs.

Aunt Hua glanced at Jiang Yuan, winked mysteriously, and said with a smile: "Just talking."

Jiang Yongxin heyed, looked at Jiang Yuan, and said, "Brother, let's talk about Uncle Seventeen."

"We can't talk..." Jiang Yuan repeated what he just said to Aunt Hua to Jiang Yongxin.

Jiang Yongxin listened carefully, and then said with great interest: "That is to say, you really know the situation, but you can't tell it?"

Jiang Yuan was helpless, this was talking about loneliness.

He simply stood up and waved his hand: "I'm going to help in the kitchen."

Father Jiang Fuzhen followed happily and greeted the two people behind him: "Eat and drink by yourself."

Aunt Hua and Jiang Yongxin didn't take it seriously, and soon they had a heated discussion together. Before Jiang Yuan entered the kitchen, they heard the door creak again, and a strange and familiar greeting came: "Is Fu Zhen at home? I Come take a walk."

Jiang Yuan and his son pretended not to hear and entered the kitchen silently.

Sure enough, there was only a more lively discussion in the living room.

In the firewood cauldron in the kitchen, beef was simmering. The slightly yellowed beef fat was trembling slightly under the influence of boiling water.

"Are you hungry? Let me cut you some to eat?" Jiang Fuzhen looked at his son.

Jiang Yuan touched his belly and nodded. Today's autopsy was quite comprehensive, and the workload was naturally huge. The single-serve egg fried rice eaten in the funeral parlor had too little oil and eggs, which was really embarrassing.

Jiang Fuzhen laughed twice, took a knife from the pot table, and took a chopstick. He poked it into the pot and took out a piece of softer beef. He then slowly cut it off with the knife and handed it to him casually. Gave it to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan had already brought the plate and started eating while blowing it.

His mother passed away early, and his father had taken care of him since he was a child. All kinds of stewed meats were his favorite, and they were also the best dishes made by Comrade Jiang Fuzhen back then.

However, unlike many parents, Jiangfu Town had plenty of time to study cooking due to the early demolition of wealth. His skills have improved over the years, and he has become a gourmet among the demolished people in Ningtai.

Today's beef was cooked quite well, with a light but not greasy taste. A simple touch of salt satisfied the needs of both taste buds and stomach.

"Are you tired?" Jiang Fuzhen opened a can of beer, handed it to Jiang Yuan, opened another can for himself, and started drinking.

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Not really. There are many people who are more tired than me."

Jiang Fuzhen smiled: "There are not many people in the country who are more leisurely than me. Sometimes I feel quite tired... Anyway, you can see for yourself. If you really don't want to do it, just buy a sports car and drive away with other people in the village." Young people can just get married and live their lives casually."

"I'll think about it." Jiang Yuan knew that his father was talking nonsense. Compared with himself, Comrade Jiang Fuzhen cared more about having a staff. If he really wanted him to agree to resign, he would have to use at least two grandchildren in exchange.

"Fu Town! Fu Town!" Someone outside shouted again: "Your third uncle is here."

"Catch the meat for yourself. It's so lively today, as if your seventeenth uncle died in our house." Jiang Fuzhen wiped his hands with his pants, said to Jiang Yuan, and went back to the living room to greet the guests.

After a while, more and more guests came to visit, reaching the level of a bustling crowd.

Jiang Yuan sighed, went out the back door, and took the fire elevator to the top floor. The house on the roof was renovated by his father based on his suggestions. It was euphemistically called the "wedding room", but it is still a single dormitory. At this time, it is suitable for Jiang Yuan to hide and relax, and practice his new skills. Read novels.