Chapter 61 Someone died, so they had a feast, eight people per table!

Especially when they were little, by the time they woke up, most of the housework was done and breakfast was ready, so they just had to eat and go to school.

Even if I'm occasionally sick, I wouldn't get up this late.

Six or seven o'clock is the limit.

"Last night... tsk, never mind, let them tell you themselves when they wake up. I'm going to work now."

As Meng Zhengcheng spoke, he gulped down another mouthful of soy milk, picked up a steamed bun, walked to the door, then turned back to instruct Qiao Xiaoyun on something else.

"Once Dongzi wakes up, I'll have him come to the police station. I reckon the test results he needs should be out today, and I'll go with him to the city bureau to pick them up."

Qiao Xiaoyun knew what the test results were; she had known since Qiao Changdong had asked Meng Zhengcheng for help.

Thinking of the two sisters still bouncing around in the hospital, Qiao Xiaoyun felt a surge of excitement, and in an instant, all the fatigue from her night shift vanished.

She nodded with a smile: "Okay, I will. Be careful when you go to work. Your face looks like you've been dead for days. Don't go out on fieldwork. If you scare the people, they'll complain about you again."

In fact, given Meng Zhengcheng's current position in the institute, there's no need for him to go out on fieldwork every day.

But he was stubborn.

Knowing that his wife was concerned about him, Meng Zhengcheng smiled, said nothing, yawned, waved, and left.

Last night, apart from his son sleeping like a log, snoring loudly, everything else was fine.

The three adults, who had unexpectedly learned of the impending deaths of the three individuals, outwardly appeared unaffected and went back to their rooms to sleep.

But actually, they had all stayed up most of the night.

He didn't manage to fall asleep until the early hours of the morning.

Relatively speaking, Qiao Qiao was the best sleeper besides Meng Zihuan.

It's like suddenly putting down a very heavy burden, and then you can sleep more soundly.

When she got up, it was already seven in the morning.

She glanced at Grandma Qiao, whose complexion looked quite good because she had lost some spiritual energy last night, then quietly climbed out of bed and left the room.