Wen Chanjuan also looked at them and asked the same question.

Song Chengyi directly took Ning Yue's hand and walked into the yard. Yuchi Qiming whispered to Wen Chanjuan: "Let's go, let's talk about it later."

It was not too late at this time, and Jingze and Jingxuan were not sleeping yet. Qiao Zhilan took them to play in the main hall. When she saw her parents and uncles and aunts coming back, the two little guys were so happy that they reached out to hug her.

Although I had something to do, when facing two angel-like little kids, Song Chengyi and Yuchi Qiming still hung their smiles on their faces, and each of them picked up a baby and kissed their red little face.

Ning Yue saw that the two men were in a wrong mood and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Song Chengyi answered truthfully: "Not yet!"

Qiao Zhilan said, "Then you rest for a while, I'll get you some food."

Ning Yue said: "Mom, you have worked hard to take care of your baby. Let's take a rest, I'll do it."

Qiao Zhilan looked at the time: "That's fine. You go and get something for Xiaoyi and Qiming. I'll go and bathe my eldest grandson. They'll go to bed later."

Wen Chanjuan said: "Aunt Qiao, I'll be with you."

Qiao Zhilan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go, Qi Ming and the others are holding the baby here, let's go and prepare."

It is winter now. When two children take a bath, the water temperature should be appropriate, and they should move faster when wearing clothes. Qiao Zhilan must be too busy alone.

The child is older now and has a lot of sleep. After taking a shower, he peed and drank milk, and then fell asleep obediently. Qiao Zhilan was guarding the babies in the room.

Song Chengyi and the others went downstairs, and Ning Yue's rice was prepared. They stuffed a pot of rice again. They pulled garlic sprouts in the yard, stir-fryed garlic sprouts and repotted meat, pulled white radish, and used the big bone soup prepared by Qiao Zhilan for the babies. The two men had eaten soon.

The four of them came to the study room, and Ning Yue asked again: "Chengyi, brother, what happened? You were at the door of the house just now, and you were both in a good mood."

Yuchi Qiming was very rare to control himself and lit a cigarette in front of his sister and Xiaochan: "Jin Zhan has been diagnosed and has been infected with the virus."

Ning Yue's heart skipped a beat. At noon, he remembered that so long had passed, and there should be a result. At night, he was really afraid of anything he was going to get.

She looked at Wen Chanjuan, and Wen Chanjuan also frowned: "Do you know by yourself?"

Yuchi Qiming said: "I didn't hide it from him."

"How is he in the mood?"

"In front of everyone, he was very open-minded and said that the bullets and rains were coming. He was not afraid of this little virus."

Having said that, everyone knows that Jin Zhan must be sad. If it were someone, I heard that he was infected with a virus that could not be cured, so I couldn't let it go calmly.

The reason why Jin Zhan said this is just that he doesn’t want everyone to worry about him.

It was getting late. After chatting for a while, Ning Yue and Wen Chanjuan went back to their room first, and Song Chengyi and Yuchi Qiming were left in the study.

The two girls left and they both lit cigarettes. In fact, neither of them was addicted to smoking, but they would smoke a few when they were in a complicated mood.

Song Chengyi asked, "What are you going to say when you ask me to stay?"
Chapter completed!