Gu Junzhu sneered, "You really know how to live."

"That's it," said Ye Xingbei: "A prodigal son like you must have someone like me who can live a life and watch you, otherwise you will sooner or later ruin your family."

"Then you're worried too much," Gu Junzhu took a few wet wipes and wiped his hands clean. Shi Shiran said: "No matter how much money I spend every day, I will always make more money than I spend. Money is made, not saved. This is a principle that poor people like you will not understand."

Ye Xingbei: "...I am still a patient, so you can't give in to me and insist on choking me?"

"What patient? He is the wounded!" Gu Junzhu scraped her nose: "I suffer myself! I lack vigilance, nepotism, and stupidity. Who will be injured if you don't get hurt?"

Ye Xingbei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just shook his head and smiled.

Gu Junzhu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Sister, you are seventy or eighty, you are so happy? You see through the world of world... But don't! I just found my wife, it's not a year. If you see through the world of world and become a monk, wouldn't I become the diamond prince again?"

Ye Xingbei was amused by him with a "pop" sound, "Master Gu Wu, I really admire you. I can't forget to boast at this time. What diamond princess? He is obviously a single dog!"

Although she has a pale face and a sick face, a beauty is a beauty, and she is still a beauty when she is sick, and it is another kind of beauty that can't help but make people pity.

Gu Junzhu couldn't help but touch her face, "Ye Xiaobei, you look so good when you smile."

"This is not unusual," Ye Xingbei grabbed his finger and narrowed his eyes. "It's better to laugh than crying, so don't cry when you can still laugh."

"It makes sense!" Gu Junzhu nodded: "But like you, you were almost killed by someone. It was really abnormal that someone who had finally survived the disaster and could still laugh so happily."

Ye Xingbei smiled, "If you have seen too many things, you won't make a fuss about small things. Just like a desperate swordsman, you won't be upset just because he cuts his fingers."

Ye Xingbei shrugged, "I'm used to it."

Someone knocked on the door.

The porridge has arrived.

Gu Junzhu took the porridge into his hand, scooped up a spoonful and blew it, tried the temperature, and handed it to Ye Xing’s north lips: “Come on, drink the porridge, while drinking it, talk to me about your mental journey, tell me all your sad things, and let me be happy.”

"...You go away!" Ye Xingbei slapped him: "Are you afraid that I will be sad and crying loudly as I say it, then will you still drink this porridge?"

"No," Gu Junzhu urged her to drink the porridge, "Try it, the porridge is filled with sugar, it is very sweet. Now you have the bitterness and sweetness."

Ye Xingbei laughed.

Is this... a pun?

She opened her mouth obediently and drank the porridge.

Um.

It's really sweet!

She hadn't had much appetite for the past few days. She took the porridge from Gu Junzhu's bowl and blew it spoonfully, and quickly finished drinking it.

Gu Junzhu was very satisfied: "Another bowl?"

"No," Ye Xingbei smiled and shook his head, "Ya'er said, don't eat too much at once when you can eat, eat less and eat more meals."
Chapter completed!