Chu Yu's mother, Pan Yi, is a typical Buddhist. Buddhists go to work, Buddhists bring babies, Buddhists stay at home, and even cooking is Buddhist. Do whatever you want. When fate comes, husband and daughter will naturally come back to eat. .
Chu Yu felt deeply that he was an unworthy descendant, and he often passed the house three times without entering. At least he met her father at work, and she met her mother like a Buddhist.
However, Pan Yi is at ease. After class every day, she does projects, compiles textbooks, guides graduate students, or finds her mother-in-law Chu Zhai to play. She is too lazy to care about Chu Yu and Chu Dingren. Yun Danfeng said softly: even if Xiaoyu is not at home, I am the number one beauty in the whole family!
But Chu Yu knew that her mother was forced to be Buddhist. Because Superman's affairs are confidential, Chu movingren has always followed the principle of confidentiality. When he got home, he almost didn't mention his work. Even if he mentioned it, he only talked about his work experience.
Pan Yi expressed her understanding, and she didn't ask too much. Sometimes Chu moving was so busy that she wanted to skip the New Year's Eve dinner, so she didn't call to urge him, but just made some leftovers from the New Year's Eve dinner, and when Lao Chu came back, he would warm him up and let him Humbly feel the atmosphere of the New Year.
In the end, it was difficult for Chu moving to get out of the way, and Chu Yu went in again, still keeping it strictly confidential, and was too busy to skip the birthday party.
Pan Yi copied his hands and smiled: "Okay, very good, as expected of my cub, and even dedicated to serving the motherland."
Chu Yunen blushed as she spoke, and she didn't know what to say.
In fact, this time, she didn't know how to meet her mother. After learning that Chu moving was missing, she called Pan Yi and asked her about her situation, but she didn't go home. If she asked, she didn't know how to answer— If she personally sent her father to prison, would she still maintain a Buddhist attitude
Pan Yi knew that Chu Dongren was missing. The police approached her to inquire about the situation. She called Lao Chu, but she also turned off the phone. She felt that the situation was very serious this time, because the police took away the electronic equipment at home and monitored her.
Chu Yu knew that the police were monitoring her mother, not only to prevent Chu moving from looking for her in private, but also to protect her safety. If the mysterious kidnapper failed to kidnap the little one and targeted the old man, then the police could do it. React quickly and take it down in one fell swoop.
Even if the police didn't send someone to protect her, Chu Yu would have to arrange it. She wished she could go into battle in person and stay with her mother at home, but it was really unfortunate for the family to have such a father who abandoned his wife and children.
However, Pan Yi still maintained the demeanor of "I am not a Buddha or a Buddha." Seeing that Chu Yu came back with Song Qingyang, he also warmed up a glass of strawberry milk for Xiaobang, and enthusiastically handed Chu Yu a glass of boiled water.
Chu Yu put down the cup and moved his butt to Pan Yi's side, "Mom, have you eaten a lot these two days?"
Pan Yi glanced at her, "It's okay, what's wrong?"
"I want to cook for you tonight."
Pan Jingyi's eyes widened and the corners of her mouth curled up. The top half of her face was surprised, the bottom half was joy, and together, it was a surprise.
"Okay, there is food at home, you can cook it, I have seen your circle of friends, and you have made great progress in the past two months, and you have learned to cook!"
As soon as he said it, Chu Yu immediately rolled up his sleeves, looked at the refrigerator, and walked around the kitchen again. He ordered the dishes according to the ingredients. When he saw chicken, taro, chicken offal, and celery, he snapped his fingers—roasted taro with chicken. Fried chicken.
After washing the chicken nuggets, Chu Yu took the knife and started scraping the taro. Pan Yi was leaning against the door. Seeing that her movements were awkward, she did not correct it. See how she could mash the ingredients into edible dishes by herself. .
"It's a pity, your dad doesn't have that kind of food, and his daughter cooks herself, but he's not there!"
Chu Yu paused for a moment. She was scraping small taro. She was not very good at using a knife. She peeled the skin very thick. Just keep a nucleus.
"It's okay, he goes home later, I can do it again."
"You came home this time for his business, right?"
Chu Yu turned his head and glanced at her, Pan Yi was still calm and calm, Chu Yu was very curious, this was burning her eyebrows, how did she keep calm
But she reacted immediately, not to mention her mother, isn't she very calm herself? The police outside were frantic. Chang Yan was looking for Xia Yihan, Wang Jiang was looking for Chu Mengren, the whole country was worried about the Phantom of Huaihua, waiting eagerly for the news of the arrest, and she still had a leisurely mood to cook and play.
"Indeed, but I also want to take a look at you and talk to you." Chu Yu stared at the taro, not daring to be distracted, for fear of cutting his hands.
Pan Yi smiled, her brows were bright, and the appearance of Chu Yu was a bit from her—she had red lips and white teeth, with shoulder-length medium-length hair, buttoned in at the end, and wearing a slim-fitting single-breasted coat, some of the style of the last century. Hong Kong style, but also contains modern gentle and simple.
"I don't ask about your work, but you want to ask me anything, just ask, I'm not taboo."
Chu Yu put the taro in the basin and washed it, "Then I'm welcome... How do you think Dad has been since he retired?"
Pan Yi was tired from standing, so she moved the stool beside the dining table to sit, and brought Song Qingyang a glass of strawberry milk along the way.
"He, he was busy with work before he retired, and he was busy traveling after retirement. He flew all over the country. I guess he will aim abroad when he finishes punching in the country."
"Then why aren't you with him?"
"My students need me, not as busy as he is."
"What about when he's at home? Be good?"
Pan Yi nodded slightly with satisfaction: "Not bad, if he is at home, the housework is covered, cooking, washing dishes, washing clothes, sweeping the floor, and he should keep fit. After retirement, he took a lot of medicine and his body gradually recovered. , but after recovering, he started running around."
With that said, Pan Yi saw that Chu Yu was about to put in the oil, so she hurriedly told her to rein in her horse, "Boil the chicken first, and drain off the dirt."
Chu Yu smiled and hurriedly corrected, "If it were my dad, he might just drive me out!"
"No no, he will politely invite you down."
"Haha, yes, Mr. Chu is polite and polite!"
Pan Yi: "That's not true. Your dad has always been a comprehensive person. He wants to do everything perfectly, even at home. He tries not to bother me or cause me trouble, but he has become anxious."
"Is he anxious?"
Pan Yi waved his hand, "It's not at the level of anxiety, but when I was at home, I could feel his unease. He mentioned to me that one of his colleagues has disappeared, and he has been looking for it. Although he has lost hope, I always feel that something is hanging in the balance and I don’t let it go.”
After frying the chicken, Chu Yu added water and slowly boiled it. She finally got free, wiped her hands on her waist, and stood facing the stove.
"Has he said that he still wants to continue looking for that colleague?"
"I didn't say it, but he did that. He flew all over the country and said he was traveling. I think he was looking for someone."
Chu Yu turned around, his face full of surprise. For more than two years, Chu moving people have been running around the country, just to find Mu Shangqing, a dead person
"Did he tell you about this?"
"No," Pan Yi held the water glass and shook her head, "but I know him. When he was young, he didn't like going out, let alone traveling. In today's terms, he is an otaku, but there is a situation where he will go out - anxious, when he When he is uneasy, he will go out for a walk, and the more anxious he is, the farther he will run, and he will not come back until he calms down and stay in the room quietly."
Chu Yu opened her mouth and was at a loss for words. She always thought that Chu moving around the country was to relax and enjoy life. After all, being in Superman was too stressful. position to leave.
She can understand his hardships very well, especially after experiencing the Huaihua project, the kind of uncertain future and anxiety, closing her eyes every day, not knowing what unexpected drastic changes will be when she opens her eyes again.
So watching her father flying around the country, Chu Yu yearned for it, saying that when she retired, she would also let herself go. Literally - to travel around, feel the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and come with an old version of bohemian.
As a result, his father was playing around, and it turned out that the drunkard's intention was not about wine, but another meaning.
Chu Yu stared at Pan Yi with a deep tone: "I always thought he was in good spirits after retirement."
"It's really good, the body is getting better, and the spirit is also getting better. Moreover, he is a clinical psychologist and knows how to adjust himself, but some things are not to be forgotten. If your dad goes out, he will definitely not be right. Looking for someone in the Bajing should be regarded as a solution to your worries, and every time you go out, you will be less anxious."
"You never seem to have mentioned this to me before."
Pan Yi frowned slightly, "Because your dad won't let me talk, I don't want you to worry."
Chu Yu's eyes were sore. Her mother used to keep her father's work a secret, and then she kept her father's thoughts a secret. Today, she finally said it. She said it so calmly and naturally, like a family chatter.
Why would she say that? Did you also notice that something was wrong, and if you don’t talk about it, it might be too late
Chu Yu wanted to go up and hug her, but it was really bad luck. When I met their father and daughter, there were a lot of old things and more small things. Now the old and small things have come together. To keep her in the dark, not to tell her the truth, not only things, but also tucked away!
"Mom, you've worked too hard!" Chu Yu's voice sank, and his tone seemed sincere.
Pan Yi smiled, stood up, washed her hands, and helped cut the peppers.
Chu Yu had mixed feelings, and the mood that had just been calmed down by the small talk went up and down again, affecting the numb clues in his mind, and he became confused again, his heart and head were blocked, his mouth was quiet, and he didn't speak any more.
Pan Yi actually wanted to know about Chu movingren's situation, but she also knew that if she could know, Chu Yu would naturally tell her that since she didn't speak, she didn't ask any more, and cut vegetables quietly.
The kitchen was filled with the sound of picking vegetables, the popping sound after the water was boiled, and the heartfelt silence.
The addition of Pan Yi promoted the completion of the "big meal", and after an hour and a half, the meal started smoothly.
Pan Yi was sitting at the top of the long table, Chu Yu and Song Qingyang were sitting on both sides, so it looked a bit like a mother taking her two daughters to dinner.
The three of them were at the dinner table, chatting while eating, mainly around Chu moving.
Chu Yu is like a paparazzi reporter who digs deep into Chu's moving history. Pan Yi didn't hide it this time. She betrayed her husband, the old Chu who became a criminal suspect.
After chatting for a while, Chu Yu finally knew what "listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books", and she really understood Chu moving. The shortcut was to dig first-hand information from her mother.
The result was as she expected - she really didn't fully understand Chu moving. In the past, Chu moving was too busy to spend time with the children, but now she is too busy to spend time with the elderly. The two "smells like each other" and missed each other's in-depth understanding period perfectly, thanks to Pan Yi acts as an "intermediary" between the two, allowing them to get to know each other indirectly.
What she usually sees is Chu's strong and perfect side. What kind of troubles he has in mind, he usually won't show it in front of her, for fear of increasing her burden - this is something Chu Yu has a deep understanding of, she Investigating the unsolved case five or six years ago, Chu moving was obviously worried about her, but she never said it.
Song Qingyang listened to Chu's moving gossip, concentrated on her thoughts, and sometimes nodded in agreement. Her eyes fell on Pan Yi, as if admiring her face.
"Auntie, can you fight?" Song Qingyang suddenly squeaked.
Chu Yu looked at Song Qingyang.
"I won't, does Xiaobang want to practice his hand?" Pan Yi laughed and laughed with two long dimples.
"Yes, I think Auntie is so good-looking and her feet are light. Whether dancing or fighting, she will be very good-looking!"
Pan Yi was praised for being comfortable and very useful: "Then I will consider entering martial arts, haha, but other people have asked about this."
"Who is it?" Chu Yu felt unbalanced, why was she similar to her mother, and she was never asked if she could do martial arts
"Your father."
"He? He must know that you can't fight!"
"He knows, but he said that I look like his colleague, so I feel like I'm very good at fighting."
Chu Yu couldn't help frowning, compared Mu Shangqing's face with hers, and felt that the two were not similar.
After eating, Chu Yu took the initiative to wash the dishes. At the risk of throwing the dishes and smashing them, Song Qingyang started to rob her in front of her mother. Although she was very afraid of touching the china, she was willing to give it up and wanted to keep it for Chu's mother. good impression.
After rushing, the final winner is Pan Yi.
She pointed to Chu's moving study: "He hardly asked me to clean that place, and where are all his personal belongings."
As he said that, his eyes squeezed, and he gave Chu Yu a wink.
Chu Yu knew it, and was simply grateful for her "God Pushing Hand". He handed the bowl to her with confidence, and turned his head into Chu's study.
Because of the personal belongings involved, Chu Yu didn't ask Song Qingyang to help, she checked it herself.
The study room is clean and bright, with a Kochi academic style, and it is decorated with a British flavor.
There is a large bookshelf against the wall, full of monographs on neurobiology and human anatomy, a map of the cerebral cortex, and a "blind spot" fun test chart on the wall.
There is a corner computer desk by the window, a storage cabinet similar to a cabinet on the left, and a drawer on the lower right. In addition, there is a bed, and the storage cabinet under the bed is full of things.
Electronic devices, such as office computers, tablets, and even electronic watches, have been taken by the police for inspection, but so far, nothing seems to have been found.
Chu Yu first started from the innermost layer, and dug out the old books and newspapers that were stored. The dates were from twenty years ago to the most recent. She knew that her father was nostalgic, especially for books. , he didn't even look at it, just put it there as a memory.
Chu Yu turned the pages for a few minutes, and seeing that there was no too private privacy involved, he called Song Qingyang in, and the two of them worked hard, turning the pages one by one.
Song Qingyang looked at the flowers like he was reading a little book: "What are we looking for? Will the Great Chu hide money in it?"
"He likes to take notes when he reads books, especially when he reads literary works. When he sees emotional places, he expresses some emotions. If you find any notes, just fold them, and I will focus on them."
Because there are too many books, there are storage boxes, bookshelves, and lockers. The two of them sat first, then squatted, and finally sat directly on the ground, turning from the meal to midnight.
Pan Yi also cut a fruit plate for the two of them, made a pot of tea, and let them take a break when they were tired.
It was almost twelve o'clock, Song Qingyang was dizzy and almost threw his head into the pile of books. When he was about to take a break, he shook his head a few times and sighed, "I don't understand the world of Xueba, I don't understand it. Understand… "
Chu Yu was also tired. Finally, he sat in front of the bookshelf and began to read the original work of neuroscience. The book was as thick as a brick, heavy and large, and had to be supported by both hands. Chu Yu put it on his knees and went through it from beginning to end.
As the pages of the book were flipped, her eyes suddenly lit up and her breath tightened. This brick book was completely black and white, and even the illustrations did not have any color, but in the same black and white, there was a flash of color.
Chu Yu turned back quickly, and on the side of the optic nerve, he held a piece of card paper, lavender, with a lavender pattern on the background, with a line of words written on it, with a sharp edge:
Director of Supernormal Research and Investigation Division X