Mouri Kogoro began to feast. Until now, he had not eaten and was already hungry.
Fei Yingli, on the other hand, continued to send Xiaolan's MD to meet up with two other colleagues. After all, this trip to Karuizawa was really an ominous trip, as one of the companions was caught dead and some were caught.
After blessing the Maori couple, Yamamura Cao also returned to the police station.
Only Hoshino Sora, Xiaolan and others were left to accompany Mouri Kogoro to have breakfast. Of course, Hoshino Sora accompanied them to eat, and Xiaolan and others chatted with them.
Xiaolan is now a chatterbox, and the joy on her face cannot be concealed. She talks to Kogoro Mori for a while, and pulls Conan for a while, telling him excitedly, "In the future, there will be more lively people in the house, Conan. "
Conan: "..."
Stop talking, I'm worried to death!
Hoshino Sora ate the bread and said with a smile: "I will come here often to eat. It has been a long time since I have eaten the food cooked by Aunt Yingli at your house. Person, place and time, these three are indispensable. Otherwise, the atmosphere and flavor will be missing.”
"I still remember the first time I went to your house for dinner. Shinichi, Sonoko, and I were warmly entertained by Aunt Yingli. The meal was so enjoyable that both the host and the guest enjoyed themselves! Many years later, when I think back, That was truly the most unforgettable meal I’ve ever had!”
"I will always remember that after finishing that meal, as the sun set, I carried Shinichi home."
Everyone: "..."
The corner of Conan's mouth twitched. Akong was really off the mark, but this guy was right about one thing. That meal was indeed unforgettable and almost sent him away. But now, this nightmare is about to happen again. Okay, after ten years, I wonder how much Aunt Yingli’s craftsmanship has deteriorated?
It's best to regress to the point where you can no longer cook. If you make progress, you will really rise to the top.
"Is it that delicious?" Haiyuan asked doubtfully.
In her opinion, a dinner that can make people have endless aftertaste must be extremely delicious. Of course, Akong is so easy to feed and can eat a pot of rice with relish. Therefore, he said it must be delicious. Big discount.
The mouths of Conan and Mouri Kogoro twitched. The former said it was inconvenient to answer, and the latter did not want to answer. Everyone who understood understood it, and even if they didn't understand, they still didn't understand it.
Seeing that Haiyuan was also interested, Xiaolan couldn't help but said with pride: "I think it's pretty good. My mother's cooking is different because she added love... Of course, some people may not be used to it for the first time. You'll get used to it if you eat more, just like my dad, he's already used to it."
"..." Mouri Kogoro felt that breakfast was boring. What does it mean to get used to it? He hasn't gotten used to it yet!
"Aunt Yingli's dishes are indeed different and extraordinary. Well, I seriously doubt that her cooking gave birth to mana, or a wonderful energy similar to mana." Hoshino Sora agreed very much, and at the same time He has his own understanding of 'different', "Xiao Ai, if you have a chance, I will take you to try it. How about having a meal at Xiaolan's house tonight?"
"Okay, okay, you're very welcome." Xiaolan said with a smile.
The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, giving Haiyuan a wish-for-blessing expression.
Haiyuan looked at Conan's expression and immediately understood. Whether it was Xiaolan's euphemistic words or Ah Kong's words, they all told that Fei Yingli's cooking was different, and this 'difference' was definitely derogatory term!
Thinking of this, she shook her head and said calmly: "The doctor doesn't know whether he has been eating healthily these past two days. I have to go back and eat with him."
"Then I'll go too. I haven't been to the doctor's house for a long time. Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to spend the night at the doctor's house today, and Haiyuan and I will go to school together tomorrow." Conan looked at Xiaolan expectantly.
"No!" Xiaolan refused, and then explained gently, "Today is the day for our family reunion. We have to have a reunion dinner. If you go to play, it can be done tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or anytime."
"!!!" Conan is about to vomit? There's no way to escape, right? I didn’t believe it, “Since we want to have a big meal, why don’t we go to a big hotel?”
As long as Aunt Yingli doesn't cook it herself, that's fine!
Mouri Kogoro nodded repeatedly when he heard this, "Yes, yes, yes, let's go to the restaurant to eat!"
Xiaolan smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Seeing them going to a restaurant to eat, Hoshino Sora shook his head and didn't want to eat. Firstly, it was Xiaolan's family's reunion dinner, and secondly, Aunt Yingli didn't cook, so it wasn't very attractive.
…
That afternoon, the group took the Shinkansen home. Fei Yingli had already gone back one step ahead to deal with work matters.
Back at Rice Flowers, Hoshino Sora bid farewell to the Maori family and took Haibara home. By the way, he invited the doctor to have dinner with him in the evening.
"Mom, sister, little Hinata, I'm back~" After Hoshino Sora sent Haibara to the doctor's house, he went back to Sora's house to take a bath, put on new clothes, and happily went to hug little Hinata.
In the evening, Hoshino Sora's cell phone dinged. He was eating while chatting with Hinata and his elder sister. When he heard the notification tone, he opened it and saw that it was Xiaolan in the circle of friends who had updated it. You could see Xiaolan. A family of four is in a Western restaurant. There are steaks, pasta, red wine, drinks, etc. on the table.
Then, just as soon as he took out his mobile phone, Yuanzi occupied the front row.
"Auntie is back? That's great, Xiaolan~"
As soon as he saw Sonoko's comment, Hoshino Sora couldn't help it. He immediately put down his chopsticks, first liked Xiaolan's post, and then replied after Sonoko's comment, "Sonoko, let's go to Xiaolan's house for dinner another day. Celebrate!”
Yuanzi didn't reply for a long time. I don't know whether he stopped using his mobile phone or didn't want to reply.
Hoshino Sora waited for a long time and couldn't help but muttered: "Sonoko is indeed a Muggle."
On the other hand, Xiaomi, Ebina, Sylfin and others liked his reply, so why not drag them into the trap?
…
The next day, after returning from school, a group of friends congratulated Xiaolan, while Sonoko glared at Hoshino Sora inexplicably. Xiaolan is naturally refreshed, not to mention how beautiful she is.
However, this good time comes and goes just as quickly.
Three days later in the morning, when Xiaolan came to school, her expression was no longer as cheerful as before, but looked a little helpless.
After inquiries from friends, I found out that Aunt Yingli had another conflict with Uncle Maori and had separated.
"Uncle thinks the food cooked by aunt is unpalatable?" Hoshino Sora immediately thought of this.
"That's not really true. The main reason is that my father's image as a good husband has deteriorated in the past two days. In addition, my mother knew that the gift was not bought by him, so she left in a rage." Xiaolan sighed, "I asked My mother has passed, how can I come back? She said... she can consider coming back when my father changes his bad habits."
"..." Hoshino Sora twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed, "Let's forget about uncle's habit. It can't be changed. It can be changed sooner. I think it would be easier to change uncle's taste buds. Just let him eat it. Everything feels clean and hygienic, even eating Aunt Yingli’s food is delicious, so I believe that with his words, it’s only a matter of time before he can coax Auntie back.”
"Do you want uncle to lose his sense of taste?" Yuanzi heard this and shook his head. "You don't understand. Auntie's food is not only a matter of taste, but also linked to other sensory systems of the body. Believe me, there is no one in this world except you. , Xiaolan, and Aunt Yingli herself, very few people can eat it."
Well, she said it more politely and used 'very little'.
Xiaolan: "..."
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