The two left the street office together. Jiang Qing invited Ying Qiao to visit her home, and Ying Qiao naturally agreed happily.

But they did not go back immediately, but went to the flower and bird market first.

Ying Qiao saw him walking around each store and every store. Whenever he entered the store, he would ask the boss if there was any black beetle who could speak. The two of them walked around half a street before they found a black beetle who could speak and had a look that met Jiang Qing's requirements.

Jiang Luan bought it.

Ying Qiao didn't ask before, but when he took the black beard home, he asked: "What are you doing for buying a beard? Do you want to keep a pet?"

This dark starling really can't tell where it's cute.

Jiang Qing told him the story of Xiao Hei and Uncle Yao: "This starling looks very much like Uncle Yao's bird, but she looks much younger. It should be almost done with a small trick."

When he spoke, his fingers teased his brother, and his eyelashes naturally drooped, but the tiny light from the eyes still poured out inadvertently.

It is a very attractive and soft look.

Ying Qiao should have disliked or even hated such behaviors.

He always felt that humans are humans and demon races are monster races. The natural positions between the two races are different. Even if they are not oppositions, they will not be very harmonious and friendly. Over the years, he has never understood Gengchen's original actions, and he has also disliked the human race.

If Gengchen was still alive, he would definitely scold him in person for being stupid.

He died and was completely destroyed, but his living relatives and friends had to stay and endure the pain.

But what is strange is that when Jiang Qing approached the human race so much, he was not so disgusted in his heart.

Maybe it's because he is very similar to Gengchen in some aspects, but he is much more cute and likable than Gengchen.

And this time, the little monster is within his own protection.

When Gengchen died, he was not strong enough. But now he is enough to press Gengchen to the ground during his heyday to rub against the ground, and he is confident that he can protect the little monster.

Ying Qiao lowered the complicated expression in his eyes and took the bird cage into his hand: "Is there anything else to buy?"

Jiang Xun thought about it seriously and said, "Go and buy some vegetables?"

Ying Qiao's eyes moved: "Buy vegetables? Do you still know how to cook?"

Jiang Qing nodded confidently: "I have learned it!"

*

Ying Qiao felt that he had discovered another advantage of the little monster, and he could even cook.

Ying Qiao actually rarely eats human food. As a wealthy rich dragon, he prefers to find some monster meat to make food. But if it is made by the little monster himself, he is still happy to taste it.

The two bought ingredients and went home. Jiang Luan excitedly carried the bag into the kitchen, while Ying Qiao was placed on the sofa, and Xiao Wei was responsible for entertaining him.

Ying Qiao asked Xiao Feng to stay on his shoulders and patrol in a small house.

It was not the first time he came, but the last time he came was midnight, so he didn't have time to stop and did not observe the place carefully.

This house is not big, it has a two-bedroom and one living room, about 80 square meters. The living room and the dining room are connected together, but the not-so-large space is filled with various cartons.

Ying Qiao looked carefully and couldn't help but jump, all of which were instant instant noodles of various flavors.

"Do you usually eat instant noodles?"

Wu Zi retorted very seriously: "No, there are dumplings, wontons, and takeout!"

Ying Qiao:...

The little monster's poverty seemed to be beyond his imagination.

He pressed his eyebrows and saw that the bedroom with open door was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items. In fact, those miscellaneous items were not piled up randomly. If you look closely, you will find that the owner was classified and classified, but he was probably not good at cleaning up, pillows, small toys and snacks were piled up everywhere.

Ying Qiao wanted to ask if he didn't hire a housekeeper, but then he realized that with the little monster's economic situation, he probably had no money to hire a housekeeper.

He sat down on the sofa in the living room with a headache, and heard the clanging sound of pots and pans hitting in the kitchen. Ying Qiao suddenly didn't expect so much about the little monster's craftsmanship.

About an hour later, the meal was served.

Jiang Qing was very satisfied with his skills, so he made braised fish, fried pork with green peppers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a mushroom soup.

They are all simple and easy to learn dishes on the cooking app. He studied hard for a while. Although the appearance was not good, the taste was still good.

Jiang Qing and Ying Qiao sat opposite each other, and the small bowl of his own was placed. Jiang Qing served him the meal and placed it on the side, and then greeted Ying Qiao enthusiastically for dinner.

Ying Qiao looked at several dishes that were obviously different but were as dark as the ingredients were, and fell into a dilemma.

As I said before, Ying Qiao is a picky dragon. If someone dares to let him eat such a meal, he will definitely overturn the table and beat people up on the spot. But the cook is a little monster...

This indescribable complex mood is probably the feeling of a parent eating the meal he cooks for the first time.

It cannot hit the little monster's self-esteem.

Ying Qiao finally made a difficult choice. He forced a smile, picked up a piece of black fish meat, and swallowed it hard.

It has a bit of a mushy and fishy smell, and the taste is neither salty nor light, so it is not as hard to swallow.

Ying Qiao took a sip of water and let out a breath.

On the other hand, both brothers were having a great time eating, and Yan Xiao was still commenting very seriously: "This time the fish was a little muddy and the meat was a little old."

Jiang Qing: "It's too late to get the pot, so I'll improve it next time."

The silhouette said "yes" and continued to bury his head to eat.

Jiang Luan turned his gaze to Ying Qiao again, as if waiting for his evaluation.

Ying Qiao praised hypocritically: "The taste is good, I like it very much."

Jiang Qing said modestly: "I haven't done it for too long. I've been a little bit old. I haven't done it well this time. I'll do it for you next time if I have the chance."

Ying Qiao:...

Why is there another time?

Ying Qiao stayed and ate a meal before leaving.

Before leaving, he looked at Jiang Qing with a silence, and tried to say something and held back. Finally, he said: "Your bonus should arrive tomorrow."

If you have money, go out to eat.

Jiang Qing didn't hear the implication of his words, and smiled happily: "I'll invite you to dinner when the prize money arrives."

Ying Qiao now had a shadow on the word "eating" and responded vaguely.

I thought about finding a way to improve the food for the little monster.

***

On Tuesday morning, Jiang Xun did not go to the unit, but brought the promotional materials and went directly to Hongjingyuan.

On the list of key publicity communities given by Director Cheng, the three high-influenza communities are actually not far away, just in one area. They are Hongjingyuan, Tianhong Yayuan, and Tianhong Garden.

After Jiang Qing was ready yesterday, he contacted the heads of these three communities and set the place and time for the presentation today with them, so he brought the things with him early in the morning and went there directly.

The lecture venue borrowed a conference room from Hongjingyuan Property. The heads of the three communities and the owners of the owners will come to listen to the lecture.

Hongjingyuan is an old community. Because of its age, the surrounding infrastructure and community facilities are relatively poor. And only half of them are commercial and residential housing, and the remaining half are still built. According to Xue Meng, most of the residents inside are villagers who have been relocated after demolition of nearby villages.

The situation of Tianhong Yayuan and Tianhong Garden is similar to that of Hongjing Garden. Therefore, most of the residents in this community are older and have low cultural level.

When Jiang Qing arrived at the conference room, there were quite a few people present, most of them were old men and aunts. They didn’t seem to be serious about attending meetings and listening to training. They each brought breakfast and chatted while eating.

The conference room was filled with the smell of food and the noisy sound, which was a little more lively than the vegetable market.

An aunt's voice was particularly sharp and loud, and Jiang Veng could hear her voice at the door: "I heard that you are going to invite Taoist priests to do rituals?"

The person asked, "Yes, I said that the woman was so anxious that she died. Didn't Mei Fang and the others pull her out of the sewer? Then I heard that she was sick and didn't leave her home."

"This kind of lady is unlucky. She doesn't do a regular businessman while living, and she will harm people when she dies. She should find a Taoist priest to take it away!"

"I'm definitely not a serious person when I look like that. Maybe I'm a vixen, who specializes in sucking men's energy..."

The people who were talking were excited, their cheeks were flushed and their eyes were glowing, and they coughed a few times from time to time; and the people who were around them listened to gossip were even more relished and would occasionally raise a question to make the discussion even more lively.

Jiang Qing stood at the door of the conference room, but she felt that these sounds gathered together, sharp and loud, like an awl tucked into her eardrums.

But they themselves did not realize it at all, as if they were trapped in a wonderful atmosphere.

The coughing sound became sharp and loud, but there was no abnormality on his body... Xue Meng's symptoms were very similar to theirs, but they were far less enthusiastic than they showed.

Jiang Luan kept these secretly in his heart and was about to call the elder brother after the meeting.

He strode to the front of the conference room and knocked on the table hard, and the sound interrupted everyone's enthusiastic discussion.

The conference room suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned to look at her at the same time, with the fanaticism and bright charm in their eyes.

Jiang Qing ignored the rules and began to preach the prevention and control of influenza in accordance with the regulations.

...

When the lecture ends, the brochure will be brought to distribute.

At this time, the conference room became lively again. Jiang Leng was young and handsome, so she wanted middle-aged and elderly people to like the appearance. Several aunts who had spoken before came around to help deliver brochures, while asking and joking around him.

Jiang Qing actually didn't feel good about the aunts he had spoken before, but he still chatted with the few people with a smile on his face for a while. As he talked, he naturally talked about the popular gossip in the nearby community recently.

Jiang Qing heard another version of the story that was different from the news report. It was roughly the same as what the taxi driver told him, but the details were more specific and vivid.

The woman who died in the story is Chen Ruomei. She had just moved to Hongjingyuan at the beginning of the year. Chen Ruomei is very beautiful, with her charming and charming appearance. In the evaluation of an aunt, she is "a fox-like face."

Women who are good-looking always have to pay more attention. At first, some people wanted to introduce a partner to Chen Ruomei, but gradually, everyone found that Chen Ruomei not only dressed out in an extraordinary manner, but also went out at night and returned in the early morning when she worked.

Which one is serious about working? Moreover, Chen Ruomei rarely communicates with neighbors, and the rumors that she is a lady on the stage spread in the community.

But it was really confirmed that she was the lady on the stage. She took the client home a month ago, but she had a quarrel with someone at home and called the police.

An aunt with small curly hair said contemptuously: "She brought the person back by herself. When the man left, he called her a bitch and even stood a archway, pretending to be innocent. Isn't this a lady? She still has the face to warn her that she is raped. I heard that the landlord is unwilling to rent a house for her."

After Jiang Qing noticed that she had finished speaking, she couldn't help but cough twice, her cheeks flushed.
Chapter completed!