Lu Mo persuaded the two who were making trouble like black-eyed chickens away, and went back to their rooms to sleep. He also went home to rest.

Ye Qingqing slept very peacefully at night, because Yin Yu died, and he was completely relieved.

Today is the weekend, Ye Qingqing stayed in bed for a while, and then went down to have breakfast. Ye Mingcheng bought back the soy milk fritters, and the xiaolongbao. Wuchen and Xiaotong were already eating, and Zhu Zi actually also Now, seeing Ye Qingqing snorted coldly.

Ye Qingqing rolled his eyes at him, sat down to eat breakfast, and the others were not surprised. The two of them hadn't been in harmony for a day, so it was normal.

"I ate at Master's house at noon, and I won't come back to eat." Xiaotong said.

"I'll go with you, wait for me." Ye Qingqing said.

I have to routinely measure the pulse for Master Nie to see how well the body is recuperating, and then re-dispensing.

After Zhu Zi finished breakfast, he announced that he was going to retreat, because the spring was blooming, all things recovered, and the poison on the mountain slowly came out of the hole, and Wuchen summoned a lot last night.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter now, and the time in winter is getting less and less. Zhu Zi remembered that when she was a child, the hibernating snakes would not come out to find food until at least April, but now it is only March, and a lot of snakes have come out. Many flowers are also blooming on the mountain.

I'm afraid it will disappear in the winter.

Zhu Zi said that she would leave. After eating, she carried a bag and went out, gave Tiantian a stack of pocket money, and gave Xiaotong a warning look, meaning to keep this kid away from his sister, But Xiaotong didn't receive it at all.

Ye Qingqing and Xiaotong rode a car and went to Master Nie's community. She mainly wanted to see if Zhang Xiulian had left. This woman is too disgusting, and it will be a disaster to keep it sooner or later.

Master Nie lay lazily on the sofa basking in the sun. There was sunlight in the living room in the morning, but his room could not be tanned until the afternoon. Ye Qingqing asked Master Nie to bask in the sun more. He lay sunbathing on the sofa and was not allowed to go anywhere.

"I'm going shopping, I'll tell you, I put a mark on the sofa, if you move, I'll know when I come back, hmph, then I'll make bitter gourd for you every day." The cousin threatened, just like coaxing a child.

No way, Master Nie is just like a child, he doesn't realize it at all, if she doesn't need any means, she will definitely go out on the front foot, and the guy on the back foot will lie in the bed.

Master Nie flattened his mouth and searched for the signs, but after looking around found nothing, but he still didn't dare to move, because once before, he didn't believe in evil and felt that his cousin lied to him. After the cousin came back, his face changed, and he made him eat bitter gourd pork ribs soup for half a month.

Thinking of the hardships of the past half month, Master Nie's face turned green, and he didn't dare to move.

My cousin hummed a little song proudly, and went out with a vegetable basket. At noon, Xiaotong and the others were coming to eat, so she had to buy some hard vegetables, so that she could not make people feel petty.

Just after leaving the yard, the cousin met Zhang Xiulian's cousin, and the two stood chatting and chatted about Zhang Xiulian.

"This kind of relative can't be soft-hearted, and must be driven out, otherwise you won't have time to cry if something goes wrong." My cousin felt that the old sister was too soft-hearted, so Zhang Xiulian should not stay here.

"Well, I'll stay for one more night at most, and let her go tomorrow. After all, she's a relative. It's not good to do too much."

My aunt was frowning, and her children and husband were also complaining about her, saying that it was shameful for her to bring back such relatives.

The two didn't know, Zhang Xiulian hid in the corner and heard all of them, her expression gloomy and a bit ruthless.