September 3, noon. Overcast.
Qin Manjiang had not gone to work that day. Instead, he was gathering rumors about Lower River Village.
Tomorrow was the anniversary of Old Qin's death, as well as the day he had agreed with Qin Manyi to visit him at Sleep Mountain Psychiatric Hospital.
She must know something.
So Qin Manjiang intended to prepare early.
"Mr. Qin, lunch is ready!"
"Woof!"
The girl's voice rang out first, followed by Little Yellow Dog Xiaobai's bark.
She had arrived the night before last, and after spending all of yesterday getting things in order, she was now fully settled in.
Perhaps to repay Qin Manjiang for letting her stay rent-free for the time being, she had volunteered to handle the meals these past two days. Of course, they were hardly lavish feasts, just tasty home-cooked dishes.
"Coming."
Qin Manjiang answered.
He put away his phone and went to the living room. Seeing the girl bustling about in an apron, Qin Manjiang felt a little unaccustomed to it.
Her name was Mi Qiao, and she was not a Fu City local. According to her, she had come to Fu City because of a sudden work assignment.
She did not seem entirely sincere, but everyone had their secrets, and Qin Manjiang had no interest in other people's.
Neither of them spoke much, but eating together in silence did not feel awkward. Mi Qiao, however, seemed preoccupied throughout.
"What do you do for work?" Qin Manjiang asked casually.
"Accounting..." Mi Qiao answered quietly.
"Oh." Qin Manjiang nodded. An accountant suddenly traveling for work-perhaps she had come to reconcile accounts with a partner company.
He said nothing more, and the two ate in silence.
Suddenly, Qin Manjiang frowned slightly.
He stood up and said, "Sorry, I need to use the bathroom."
Qin