"Good day, Uncle Zhang."
"Good morning, Brother Zhang."
"Hello to you too, wear more clothes, it's cold outside, don't just focus on keeping the vegetables warm."
No matter how good Zhang Su's hearing was, he couldn't hear the conversation between Duan Wuhu and Fu Weijun from a hundred meters away. On his way to Cui Leng Pavilion, he bumped into Mo Qianlan and Yi Xiaoling heading to the vegetable shed together.
Yi Xiaoling tilted her head and smiled, "Don't worry, don't worry, Brother Zhang, you should take care of yourself too. By the way, your glasses are so cool!"
After being at the camp for some time, Yi Xiaoling's condition gradually improved. Not only did her personality become a bit more cheerful, but her skin and appearance also recovered, not to mention charming, but at least she was a girl who looked quite pleasant.
"Uncle Zhang's eyes got a bit injured, that's why he wears glasses to shield from the light..."
Mo Qianlan quietly reminded Yi Xiaoling from the side.
