After Fu Shiting put down the phone, he was completely sleepy.

He put the phone on the bedside table, intending to get out of bed to wash.

He got out of bed lightly and put on his slippers. Qin Anan rolled over and opened his eyes.

"Husband, what are you going to do? What time is it?" Qin Anan asked with sleepy eyes and a hoarse voice.

"It's still early, it's just over five o'clock. You go to sleep. I'll go to the bathroom."

"Husband, haven't you slept all night? I feel like you've been rolling over in my sleep." Qin Anan rubbed his eyes and said, "Turn on the light, I don't want to sleep anymore."

Fu Shiting turned on the room light as he said.

If it was normal, he would definitely let her continue to sleep. Now he is more emotional, and he believes that An An will be the same as him.

"An An, the person I sent out has found her mother-in-law's place."

Qin An'an's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes shone brightly: "Is it going so well? I just slept..."

"Yeah. We found the owner of that number through the landline number. The owner runs a small supermarket. It just so happens that there is surveillance at the entrance of the small supermarket. The time when the mother-in-law called you, so I locked the mother-in-law. Take it again. I went to the neighborhood to ask about the photo of my mother-in-law, and I quickly found the community where my mother-in-law lives." Fu Shiting replied.

Qin Anan immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Great! I hope to see Susu today! I can get satisfactory results!"

"An An, don't hold out too much hope. I'm afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment." When Fu Shiting said this, the corners of his mouth rose.

Although he told Qin An'an like this, he had great hope in his heart.

"I know it might be a misunderstanding. But there is hope if there are clues. I like the feeling of hope." Qin Anan is not afraid of disappointment, but he is afraid that there is no clue after so long, "I know Xiaohe is my daughter. Afterwards, I always look forward to getting her information, even if the clues are wrong, it is better than no clues. If there are no clues, I always feel that she is dead."

"An An, I understand your mood." Fu Shiting thought the same as her, "Are you hungry? Shall we make breakfast by ourselves?"

"Okay! Actually, I'm not hungry, but I want to make breakfast with you."

After a brief wash, the two came out of the master bedroom.

"An An, what do you want to eat?" Fu Shiting was gearing up, as if he was going to do something.

Qin An'an turned on the light on the first floor and looked at him with a surprised expression: "What else do you do except make a note?"

This question made Fu Shiting think carefully for a few seconds: "I should still cook porridge."

"Then do you know the ratio of water to rice when cooking porridge?"

Fu Shiting: "..."

"Why don't I do it? You can just stay with me." Qin Anan rolled up her sleeves and planned to show her skills in the kitchen.

Fu Shiting nodded and said, "I want to eat dumplings, can you make dumplings?"

Qin Anan pursed her lips, and after taking a deep breath, she said, "I can do anything. No, I can check it online. I'll check if there is any flour in the refrigerator first."

"Well. If it's too troublesome, it's fine. I can eat porridge and noodles." Fu Shiting regretted after saying he wanted to eat dumplings.

Even if he wants to eat dumplings too happily, he shouldn't tell Qin Anan.

Although Qin An'an's cooking skills are a little better than his, it's only a little bit better.

"If you want to eat dumplings, I will definitely let you eat dumplings." Qin Anan put his arms around his waist to reassure him.

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