Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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On New Year's Eve, everyone is going home.

It is understandable that Bai Muchuan returned to Kyoto.

But late...she left Jincheng just to leave home.

"Ah!" Tan Yunchun sighed, "When are you leaving?"

No objection.

The sigh, but quite sorry.

Xiang Wan pondered: "Afternoon. Xiaobai will still be awakening. After a while, he may have to go through some formalities or something. It is estimated that he has to go, and he will go too late."

"OK!" Tan Yunchun stood up. "I go to the kitchen. At noon today, let's eat New Year's Eve in advance."

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Shadow case involved a wide range of cases. Bai Muchuan had conducted an interrogation on him last night, but the mouth of this old fritter was harder than stone and could not be opened.

In this way, Bai Muchuan was not in a hurry.

Anyway, it's the Chinese New Year now, let him detain him for a few days.

Bai Muchuan slept until noon, ate, went to the criminal investigation team to go through the formalities, and talked to his family at night.

He didn't come back until 4:30 in the afternoon.

Xiang Wan had packed his luggage. Under the "teaching" of everyone, she and Bai Muchuan got on Zhao Bo's car and went straight to the airport.

When two people get along, except for loving time, they often only talk about cases, which can be regarded as a common topic.

In the waiting room, it is not suitable for love.

Therefore, two people chatting is all about the case.

"The shadow is caught, those people will not recommend a ghost to come out as the boss?"

Thinking of this possibility all the time, the scalp is numb.

Bai Muchuan heard it, but it was funny.

"This is inevitable."

"Huh? What do you say?"

"How to say? Alas!" Bai Muchuan sighed long, "This river and lake, there will be no real peace. Without the shadow, there will be other people."

"..."

It seems to be the case.

A little bit discouraged, "Aren't you not rested all year round? Year after year, so tired."

"Stupid girl!" Bai Muchuan smiled gently, her eyes burned on her face, warm and firm, "This is the value of the criminal police."

"..."

Yes.

Crime and criminal police seem to be a relationship of coexistence.

Xiang Xiang thought about it and couldn't help laughing.

"I suddenly remembered something."

"What?" Bai Muchuan looked at her sideways.

"Yesterday I had a strange message in my book review area." Xiang Wan said, took out his cell phone, and turned the book review that caused her to think in front of Bai Muchuan. "I think this person has words in it. What am I..."

Bai Muchuan's face was dull.

He glanced at him late, "But yesterday I carefully studied all the relevant people in all the cases I experienced, and I didn't find any relationship between them and these people. You said that weird or not?"

She stared at Bai Muchuan with little glare in her eyes.

Bai Muchuan stared at the phone for a long time, slowly holding her hand in the palm.

"Your brain is too big. Isn't this a normal book review?"

"Is it normal?" He turned his head to the night and glanced again.

"Of course." Bai Muchuan smiled softly. "If you care so much about every book review, do you want to write a book? Huh?"

"Uh... alright."

...

...

Baijia.

Everyone is here today.

Bai Zhenhua, Bai Musi, Bai Muxuan and Bailu are back.

On New Year's Eve every year, it is a rare reunion day for the whole family. Mrs. Bai is still wearing a slightly blessed Tang suit as usual, looking at a large group of people in the family with a smile on her face, laughing and laughing for a long time, turning her face... It means no one knows.

"Whose grandson is this? He looks strange."

"...Mom!" Bai Zhenhua pointed at Bai Muxuan helplessly, "This is Xuanzi, your grandson."

"Oh oh my grandson. Old and confused."

Mrs. Bai knocked on her knees and looked at Bai Muxuan with a smile.

"I'm not used to eating at home? Grandma will make dumplings for you, OK?"

Rarely favored by her grandmother, Bai Muxuan nodded, then nodded, "It's customary to eat everything at home."

"Then you haven't eat grandma's dumplings?"

"Yes..." I have never eaten.

How long has the old lady stopped cooking, where is the dumpling?

"Do you want to eat it?" the old lady asked again with a smile.

"Think." Bai Muxuan smiled slightly, and then heard the old lady say: "When my grandson comes back, you will have to eat."

"..."

Bai Zhenhua sighed helplessly.

Zhu Xueyan's eyes dimmed darkly.

There is fire, but dare not send it.

For the Chinese New Year, this time it is angry to die.

Although Bai Zhenhua was absurd when he was young, but now she is self-cultivation and self-cultivation, as long as she doesn't do it, she can still be to him. Zhu Xueyan had already accepted her destiny, but when she saw that her biological son was insulted, she turned back in blood and was eager to kill and commit fire.

However, the old lady Bai did not insult Bai Muxuan.

She even said that she liked the handsome "grandson of others".

Pulling Bai Muxuan, she kept talking.

All the things that Bai Muchuan was talking about when he was a child, the things that Bai Muxuan was too late to participate in...

In the end, the old lady didn't know which rib was suddenly wrong, and carefully looked at Bai Muxuan, looking left and right, and nodded again and again.

"Like! You and Chuanzi look so similar. Surely they are brothers!"

A brother, almost did not vomit Zhu Xueyan to death.

Bai Zhenhua cleared his throat and said, "Mom, don't you want to make dumplings? Come, I'll accompany you to make the wraps."

"What's the hurry?" Mrs. Bai gave him a glance. "My grandson hasn't come back yet. I'll wait for him to come back and wrap it up for him..."

"..."

The year of the Bai family in Kyoto is obviously deserted compared to Jincheng.

Bailu muttered a mouth and nestled in the mobile game on the sofa. Baimusi's feelings have been refiled recently. The objects he just talked about are divided, and the mood is not very good. There has been no movement for a long time.

At six o'clock in the evening, the New Year's Eve dinner was already on the table.

Bai Muchuan did not return.

The old lady pushed the wheelchair to the door and looked at it twice, sighing again and again.

She did not speak, and no one dared to start.

So, wait.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Eight o'clock.

At nine...

The car drove slowly into Baizhai until nine thirty.

Bai Muchuan and Xiang night fell, and even Zhu Xueyan was relieved.

To be honest, she was really afraid that the ancestor would not come back. At that time, she didn't know what the old lady was going to do.

Entering the door towards night, you can feel the dignified atmosphere of the family.

No one gave her a good face, except for Mrs. Bai.

"Oh, my good-grandson, you can count it back, grandma waits for her hair to be white..."

Your hair is always white, okay?

Bai Muchuan was a little funny, took over and pushed his wheelchair, "Grandma, why are you at the door?"

"Grandma came to see you, the stuffing is chopped up, just waiting for you to make dumplings."

After a pause, the old lady frowned, her tone changed, and her voice sank. "Good boy, are you hungry again?"

Hungry again.

A word to bring back distant memories...

Bai Muchuan glanced down at his family in the living room.

Zhu Xueyan in the living room, disguised, picked up the glass in front of her, and her eyes were slightly red.

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Tell everyone a message. Japanese typhoon, Osaka Kansai Airport was flooded, the bridge was broken, the island was isolated... We were stranded in Shanghai.

Alas, is this good news or bad news?

Finally, thank you friends for their rewards and tickets.

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