As soon as he walked into the house, before he saw Yue Ang, Ye Chuijin heard the person on the bed shouting in a low voice because of a high fever: "Didi......"

Ye Chuijin: "......"

Yue Yi didn't know what the strange expression on her face meant, he only sighed: "I started to have a fever this afternoon, and I always say some strange things when I have a fever." ”

Ye Chuijin smiled stiffly and walked to the bed.

Yue Ang's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, long hands and long feet, even if he is lying down, it gives people a sense of oppression.

In the memory of the original owner, I don't know what this Yue Ang does, but I only know that after a few meetings, he looks resolute, not like an ordinary educated youth, but more like a soldier.

Just as Ye Chuijin was looking, there was a sound of [ding] in her mind.

[Ding: Target person detected.] 】

[Ding's target character's favorability value is 10, and the blackening value is 90.] 】

Ye Chuijin looked uncertain, she walked to the side of the bed and looked at the person lying on the bed.

I was far away just now, and I couldn't see it very clearly, but when I got closer, I could see that the person on the bed had distinct muscles, broad shoulders and waist, and I knew that the body was great at a glance.

At this time, although he had a fever and his face was a little ugly, he looked handsome and extraordinary, even in such a poor environment, he exuded an indescribable nobility, just like a pampered prince and emperor.

At this moment, Ye Chuijin heard him open his mouth and continued to shout softly: "Jingjing......"

Ye Chuijin: "......"

After shouting Jingjing, it's not over: "Yunmei ......"

Ye Chuijin really couldn't listen to it anymore, and a very decisive palm was on the door of his head, which finally interrupted his crazy confession in his dream.

There was a scorching temperature in the palm of his hand, and sure enough, he had a fever.

Ye Chuijin is very experienced with the assistance of the system: "There is no big problem, it is just a cold, just drink more hot water, and the fever will be physically reduced." ”

Hearing her say this, Yue Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Chuijin looked around, and then asked, "Is there still hot water at home?" ”

Yue Yi was a little embarrassed: "There is no kettle at home, I'll borrow some hot water in a while." ”

The father and son used to live a pampered life, but since they came to this waterfront village from the city, they suddenly became extremely poor, not to mention the lack of food at home, let alone nothing.

Ye Chuijin smiled when he heard this: "There are no kettles here, everyone uses pots to boil water." ”

Hearing this, Yue Yi smiled bitterly and finally told the truth.

"Girl, let me tell you the truth, we father and son have never used that pot."

Ye Chuijin was stunned.

Yue Yi was a little embarrassed, but he still took her to the kitchen.

There were a bunch of things in the kitchen, and seeing the iron pot in the middle, Ye Chuijin finally knew why he said that.

The iron pot was rusty, and the bottom of the pot was still leaking.

With the current identity of the father and son, it is difficult to change the pot.

"And how did you get your meal?"

Yue Yi pointed to the rhizomes of unknown plants stacked aside.

There are not many other villages in Linshui, but there are many plants.

The rhizome of this plant looks fresh, probably just dug up today.

Ye Chuijin originally thought that he was miserable enough, but he didn't expect the boss to be even worse.

She symbolically sympathized for two seconds, thought for a moment that she still had a task to complete, and then spoke: "You come back to my house with me in a while, and I will pour you a pot of hot water." Tomorrow I'll ask my dad to change the pot for you. ”