Zheng'er was worried when he saw that his mother was soaked. "Stop talking, Mother. You should hurry and change your clothes."
He would not have cared if other people fell sick, but he was worried about his mother falling sick. Falling sick was awful. Although he knew they could take care of her, he did not want her to fall sick.
"Mother, I will boil some ginger brown sugar tea for you," Rong'er said as he held his mother's hand and led her up the stairs.
In the past, whenever it rained, their mother would always cook a bowl of ginger brown sugar tea for their grandfather when he returned home.
"Okay," An Jiuyue replied gently and headed upstairs.
As An Jiuyue brought Yan Yan and Xue Ling upstairs, the man's subordinate was stunned when he noticed something.
"Master, I saw a gecko cinnabar
