Seeing that it was almost time, I called my wife and told her to get the food ready and bring the guests back for dinner. Then, I put rice into the rice cooker, leisurely turned on the gas, lit it, and started to stir-fry...
As I was preparing the hot dishes and arranging a few cold ones, before Xu Xiaoyan got home, someone knocked on the door.
Upon opening the door, Yan Fei was perplexed: "Comrades, what can I do for you?"
"You're Yan Fei, right?" A middle-aged man in uniform spoke. "There's a situation we need to talk to you about."
"Oh, then please come in, come in," Yan Fei immediately warmed up, welcoming them in while talking. "I'm actually cooking right now! I've left the stove on, give me a sec to turn it off."
"No, it's no trouble, go ahead with what you're doing." The two uniformed officers followed him to the kitchen door and peeked inside. Then they quietly exchanged glances, seemingly signaling something to each other.
