Originally, Xia Ye wanted to find it myself, but she never took the time away, nor did she want Jiang Fengping and Xia Yunming to be busy all the time. She should spend more time on n.

It's winter now, and they don't go out to do tasks, and now they're just assured.

"Then the relationship is good. Your mother and I are almost the old mothers who cook for you." Xia Yunming said.

Although it is boring after the end of the world and cooking can pass the time, their family needs to improve their combat effectiveness urgently, so how can they have time to pass it?

"No, Dad, I'll cook today." Xia Ye said.

Jiang Fengping waved her hand to Xia Ye impatiently and said, "Go, go, go and rest quickly. If you don't take care of your health, you are not allowed to run around in the future."

"Yes, Mother." Xia Ye responded playfully and said, "I'll go see them first, and then go back to the room to rest later."

"Go." Jiang Fengping said.

Xia Ye went to see Yueyue first. She was very worried about Yueyue's injuries. The wound was on her face, and it was such a deep wound. Even if the pond water was magical, it would leave wounds.

Yueyue’s room cannot be separated, everyone takes turns to take care of it. Xia Zihan is here now.

Seeing Xia Ye, Xia Zihan was very happy: "Sister, are you back?"

The song ends with joy

"Um."

Xia Ye looked at Xia Zihan, was it her illusion? Why did she think this brat is a little taller than before?

"How is Yueyue?" Xia Ye asked.

Xia Zihan said: "I spend most of the time sleeping, but now I'm awake and it's not convenient for her to speak. We tied a bell on her hand. If we want to call us, pull the bell and write down what we want to say."

Xia Ye walked over when he heard the sound and saw Yueyue looking at him with her eyes open.

"Yueyue, you have a good rest, there will be no trouble." Xia Ye said.

Yueyue reached out to grab the paper and pen next to her. Seeing that she couldn't reach it, Xia Ye took the initiative to bring it to her.

Yueyue picked up the paper and pen and wrote: Am I ugly now?

"It's not ugly. Yueyue is very beautiful." Xia Ye said.

She felt that compared to those women who were so cute and stabbed someone in the back, the simple Yueyue was really cute.

Yueyue wrote again: I am ugly, don’t comfort me.

"No comfort, it's the truth." Xia Ye said, "But there is one thing, I don't want to lie to you, you may have scars, but don't worry, I will find a way." My best friend returned the male ticket to me.

Well, after Yueyue wrote a word, she stopped writing.

She didn't want to make things difficult for Xia Ye, but how could such a serious injury not leave scars? What can I do if I find a way?

I could have plastic surgery before the end of the world, but now I have nothing left.

Xia Ye also saw that Yueyue was in a low mood and didn't want to say more, so he said, "Yueyue, you have a good rest. I'll see you later."

Yueyue picked up the paper and pen, and pointed a stroke on the word "Yeah", treating it as his own answer.

After Xia Ye went out, he went to see Ma Yingjun.

Ma Yingjun's injury was on her legs. As long as her legs didn't move randomly, it would have no effect. At this moment, he was leaning on the bed and reading comics. Half of the double bed was used by him to put comics.

Seeing Xia Ye, Ma Yingjun was also very happy: "Sister, are you here to see me?"

"Well, how is it recovered?" Xia Ye asked.

"Oh, I haven't read comics leisurely for a long time. Except for the inconvenience of going to the toilet, everything else is fine." Ma Yingjun said.
Chapter completed!