My golden finger is open

The middle-aged woman asked Shen Qingyu to sit down at the eight-immortals table and served her a pot of tea. She walked into the inner room and soon there were screams, "Get out, everyone get out," followed by the sound of things being thrown around.

Soon, the middle-aged woman came out with a tired look on her face. She sat opposite Shen Qingyu with her head down and choked up, "You've seen it too, he hasn't had a drop of water since he came back, and his mental state is not good. His father and I are almost worried to death."

As she spoke, she covered her mouth and sobbed softly. Shen Qingyu reached out her hand to wipe her tears, but she didn't know where to start. The middle-aged woman pursed her face and said with a forced smile, "Girl, you've made a wasted trip. My daughter is in this state, she..."

She kept the rest of the words in her mouth. Shen Qingyu felt a headache about this. The person involved was in a bad mental state and couldn't accept his relatives getting close to him, let alone her, an outsider.

Shen Qingyu thought for a moment and said to the middle-aged woman, "I understand. I won't go to see her, but I have a request. Can you give me the clothes your daughter changed out of yesterday?"

The middle-aged woman agreed without thinking. She felt better that Shen Qingyu did not disturb her daughter. The police were investigating a case and wanted to see her daughter, so she, as a woman, could not stop them.

After a while, the middle-aged woman took out a set of clothes, put them in a cloth bag, and handed it to Shen Qingyu. She took it and thanked the woman, and then went back.

Thinking of something, she said one more word. Shen Qingyu raised her head and smiled at the middle-aged woman. She said seriously, "Auntie, I feel sorry for her too." She changed the subject and said, "I can help her and make her forget about it. If your daughter really can't recover, you can come to the Municipal Bureau to find me. My name is Shen Qingyu."

After leaving the victim's house, Shen Qingyu drove back to the police station. It was already eight o'clock in the evening. Her stomach was rumbling. She had not eaten much at noon, so she was feeling a little hungry.

Shen Qingyu had just parked the car and got out when Shen Yuan's voice came from the front, "Why did you come back so late? You must be starving. Come in quickly. We're going home now."

Shen Yuan's words were heartwarming. Shen Qingyu sat on the back of the bicycle and patted the man's back gently, "Ride faster. I'm so hungry that I can eat a cow."

Bursts of muffled laughter came from the front, and the man increased his strength, "Hold on tight, I'm going to speed up," and he rode the bike very fast.

Shen Qingyu smiled behind him.

When they arrived at the door of the house, Shen Yuan and Shen Qingyu entered the yard together. Lu Xuyao ​​was standing under the eaves, winding a ball of wool in his hand. When he saw his wife coming back, he stepped forward to take the wool.

He asked with concern, "Why are you here so late today? Go wash your hands first, and I'll get the rice out of the pot."

As he spoke, he came to Shen Qingyu's side and saw Shen Yuan who came back with him. He said dryly, "Shen Yuan also came back with us."

When Shen Yuan heard Lu Xuyao ​​mention him, he said with a smile on his face, "I was busy with work today and came back a little late. I'll come to your house for a meal. Do you mind?"

Lu Xuyao ​​said, "You haven't eaten either, and there's not enough food in my house." He was so annoyed with Shen Yuan. He wouldn't give you food even though he had it, and he walked with my Xiaoyu all day long, which was such an eyesore.

Shen Qingyu listened on the side, glanced at Lu Xuyao, pursed her lips and said nothing. She went into the house, washed her face first, wiped her face and hands, and went into the kitchen.

Lu Xuyao ​​was serving dishes outside. Shen Qingyu glanced at the rice in the pot and thought it was not enough for three people.

She took off her coat and hung it on the cabinet beside her, pulled up the sleeves of her shirt, and said to the man beside her, "Ayao, the rice is not enough. I'm going to make some soup. You haven't eaten yet, right? Go and eat with Shen Yuan first. I'll be ready soon."

As he spoke, he went to the cupboard, took out a bag of flour, and scooped two bowls of flour into the basin. Lu Xuyao ​​stood there without moving, watching Shen Qingyu's busy back. He looked a little unhappy, but he quickly brought the food out and came back to help the woman light a fire.

Shen Yuan washed his hands and walked into the kitchen. "There's really not enough food. I thought Xiao Lu was being stingy. Hey, you see, I am being mean."

As he said that, he walked behind Shen Qingyu and watched the woman's actions, "Beat the dough and make the dumpling soup. Add a few more eggs."

Shen Qingyu saw that the two of them were guarding in the kitchen. The kitchen was so small that she could hardly turn around, so she agreed, "I know, go out quickly and wait for dinner." She saw that the fire had already been lit, so she said to Lu Xuyao, "Ayao, go out too, both of you." She started to chase them away.

When Shen Yuan heard the woman asking him to go out, he walked out obediently, and did not forget to call Lu Xuyao, "Little Lu, let's go have a drink together."

Lu Xuyao ​​was sitting on a small stool with his back to him. When he heard his wife chasing him out, he felt a little upset and stood up and walked out without saying a word.

He ignored Shen Yuan. Lu Xuyao ​​picked up the ball of wool on the windowsill and went back into the house.

Shen Yuan clicked his tongue softly. This man didn't give him any face at all. He was looking at him coldly. Why did Xiaoyu find such a man? This Lu Xuyao ​​only had a good face. His temper was like a woman. What he was holding in his hand just now was a ball of wool, and it was red. He wouldn't wear a red sweater, would he?

Thinking of this, his body trembled. At this time, Shen Qingyu came out with a half-boiled dumpling soup. Shen Yuan quickly reached out to take it, "Let me do it. Why didn't you call me? I'll bring it to you. The dumpling soup is just out of the pot and it's scalding hot. Your hands are as tender as tofu. Don't get burned."

Shen Qingyu glared at him. Why was this man so talkative? She was about to sit there and eat when she ran out of food. She found that Lu Xuyao ​​was not there, so she shouted into the house, "Ayao, come out to eat. Some of the dishes are getting cold."

Lu Xuyao ​​walked out of the house, sat at his seat, served himself a bowl of rice, picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat. Shen Qingyu saw that he was serving rice and said, "Have some hot dumpling soup. The leftover rice will be perfect for making egg fried rice tomorrow morning."

Lu Xuyao ​​glanced at Shen Qingyu, sipped his lips and said nothing. Shen Yuan was angry when he saw his behavior. He said to the woman, "Xiao Lu, just eat whatever you want. Let's eat quickly. You are starving, aren't you?"

As he said this, he put the bowl of dumpling soup he had just prepared in front of Shen Qingyu. He then filled himself with another bowl and began to eat it.