Chapter 26: The Flower in the Shade and the Three Months of Green Beans

  Awu5555: I'll come interview you then.

  1. Where are you from, where did you come from, and where are you going?

  2. You this millennium diver, is it seeing sofa before making a sound or just passing by?

  What does it feel like being held by me?

  P.S: Recently, Sichuan has also snowed, it's so cold that I'm trembling. It's been a long time since I had a rest, and work is a bit tiring. The only pleasure is to come here and see the replies.

  Thirty-one

  "Are we going out to catch people now?" asked Niangniangqiang.

  Ma Quezhang fell silent for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, I've investigated the Kang family's background today, and it's quite impressive. This time we'll get to the bottom of things, I have my own plan."

  The goat watched as the two disappeared out the door, shook his head, and began to sew up the corpse with needle and thread. The flesh was too fragmented, difficult to sew, each piece had swollen, and when pressed, some water still seeped out. In a few days, they would have to wait for the family members to come identify the body. If they saw this lump of rotten meat soaked in formalin was their own child, it would be strange if they didn't kill themselves. Oh well, sew on, even until dawn.

  A broken heart is the hardest to mend.

  The captain and the effeminate man sat in the restaurant, it was really too cold today, and they saw such disgusting things, thanks to that letter of accusation. The captain said to the effeminate man, "Don't forget to send the money back to its owner tomorrow, or else he'll think the police station's seal is a radish cover. And give the fifty big yuan to the one who dragged the corpse, it's so cold and he dared to go into the water, he must be poor and crazy."

  The widow landlady with a lingering charm came over to greet them, with a fake turquoise butterfly clipped in her hair. Hurriedly lit a strong fire beside them, familiar people knew that Captain Ma liked to come over at midnight to drink burnt wine, their own brewed liquor, couldn't drink too much, got drunk easily.

  Boiled a pot of tea and sat down together, exchanging pleasantries.

  "Get some food over here, I haven't eaten all day. I'm starving to death, and it'd be best if we could get something that goes well with liquor!" Captain Ma slammed his hat onto the table, exhausted but with a clear lead on the case, and in an exceptionally good mood - every job has its own joys.

  The boss's wife smiled all over her face, "Alright, I'll definitely make sure you're satisfied. Captain Ma has worked hard, after all."

  After a while, the boss's wife, with a smiling face, carried a large plate and shouted, "The dish to go with wine has arrived, enjoy slowly."

  The two turned their heads and ran away, poor classmate with a girly voice, vomited all over himself again.

  The boss's wife stood still in confusion, scratching her head, "Stir-fried large intestine, what's wrong? Isn't it for drinking?"

  Master Niu: Hug hug hug hug. Long time no see! What have you been busy with?

  PS: I've been following the snow disaster, if this book sells out in March, I'll donate one-tenth of the manuscript fee. My hometown Hunan is experiencing its coldest weather in 57 years, my grandma doesn't dare to go downstairs, she's afraid of falling and there's a power outage, tofu costs over 10 yuan per kilogram, scallions are over 20, people can't even afford to eat.

  Come on, Heaven, hurry up and thaw!

  (Thirty-two)

  The day of distributing porridge was as crowded as last year, with people packed like sardines. The distribution was done in two batches: on one side were long benches, hundreds of bowls and several large buckets; the other side had rice and brown rice being distributed.

  Kang MiMi is busy and happy. Being busy makes people temporarily forget some worries.

  A red paper was posted on the gate of the rice store's main branch, which read:

  Those who give porridge give life, give color, give joy, give strength, and give eloquence.

  Congee can eliminate hunger, quench thirst, regulate qi, cleanse the stomach and aid digestion.

  Whether ill or not, taking porridge regularly has five benefits for the body:

  No hunger, no thirst, no colds or fevers, bowels and stomach unobstructed, raw food digested as if cooked.

  It's not just ordinary people, many local celebrities on this street also come to drink porridge. Going to Kang's rice shop to eat Laba porridge on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month seems to have become a part of the neighborhood's New Year celebrations.

  Xu Saihan has been traveling through Hunan for the past few days and encountered a rare snowstorm that occurs only once every 50 years. He finally arrived in his hometown, extremely exhausted, with his head resting on the car seat, feeling drowsy, and his waist almost breaking. He thought to himself, "I'm almost home, but the road is also tiring." It seems that Yuan Shikai now completely trusts him, allowing him to come and go as he pleases, and even sending many valuable gifts each time. Previously, when he volunteered to be a hostage, his father initially disagreed, and he himself was taking a gamble - if he won, there would be temporary peace, but if he lost, he would lose his head. Although he is only 25 years old, he feels that his mental age is at least over 35. It's exhausting; for a sacrifice to survive is harder than dying.

  The car is moving slowly, taking three steps and stopping one step. To the driver, "What's going on ahead? Wasn't it congested this morning?"

  "You don't know, young master, today is Laba Festival, and everyone on this street has gathered at the Kang family's rice shop to drink Laba porridge. The rice shop is located right at the intersection of this main street, and if we pass through this road, we can return home and rest sooner."

  La Ba Congee

  Xu Saihan subconsciously licked his lips, his stomach empty, and said to the driver, "Pull over!"

  Kang Mi's first encounter with Xu Saihan was when she was in a daze, and upon seeing someone come to drink porridge, she greeted them by saying "Please come in."

  Xu Saihan glanced at her and smiled, with a hint of evil charm, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a flirtatious tone. His eyes were very captivating, with sharp eyebrows.

  After eating two bowls, I felt quite good and thanked Kang Yu at the door. Kang Yu's mind was full of Ning Xingguo's shadow, where could she still accommodate others? She just saw a tall and thin young man thanking her, mixed in the crowd and got on the car.

  A few peasant-like men brought over large bowls to ask for porridge, as the saying goes "If you don't drink porridge on Laba Festival, you will be poorer next year". Kang Sheng firmly believed in this, and it is said that during the Qing Dynasty, the Laba porridge served in the imperial palace was cooked by the lamas of Yonghe Temple. After passing Laba Festival, people began to prepare for the Spring Festival, but for poor people, the day of debt repayment was approaching, because from then on, creditors would come to collect debts one after another, and drinking more porridge also gave them energy to run away.

  As it approached noon, the servants began to collect bowls and chopsticks in preparation for closing up. The crowd also bowed to Kang Shengyan to express their gratitude. Kang Shengyan smiled with joy, "Thank you, neighbors, for your kindness. Come back next year to drink again."

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