My mother and uncles have a very good relationship. If she knew about them... I... I should have insisted on having them come to the capital last time, but they refused.

Xiaxia, I'm so sad, I'm so sad. Why didn't they come? If they had come with my parents, they wouldn't have died, they wouldn't have had this accident.

Wen Mengxia didn't say anything, but just held her tightly and let her cry her heart out.

She understood Moody's feelings, remembering how she lost ten pounds when her grandmother passed away.

Now they keep their maternal and paternal grandparents in the space for their retirement, so they can do farm work, play with birds, and go fishing, so they have no worries.

She understood Moody's regret. If she had brought her grandmother and the others to her space, she wouldn't have had to worry about their safety, and they wouldn't have died in the earthquake.

Mother Mu and Mother Wen walked in from outside, looked at the fresh vegetables in the basket and said with a smile, "Let's make dumplings later, since they're all here."

“Great! These chives are so tender, and they’re slaughtering a pig in the kitchen, so we can make chive and pork dumplings. Oh wait, you can’t eat pork, so let’s make beef dumplings.”

Upon hearing the conversation, Moody and Wen Mengxia quickly hid in the guest room behind them.

Moody breathed a sigh of relief as the sound faded into the distance.

She looked at Wen Mengxia: "Xiaxia, can you keep my grandmother and uncle's affairs a secret for me for now?"

Wen Mengxia made a gesture of sealing her mouth: "Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

Suddenly, a cheerful voice came from outside: "I'm back!"

Ye Ling is full of energy, with inexhaustible strength.

She appeared in the living room and plopped down next to her third brother: "Third brother, do you know how hot it is outside right now?"

She took off her down jacket as she spoke.

Seeing that her hair was disheveled and her face was covered in dust, Ye Jinyan knew that they had been fighting fiercely outside.

Without waiting for their reply, Ye Ling said, "It was already minus ten degrees Celsius before we came in. The typhoon is still blowing, and it's very likely to snow tonight. You'd better take out your down jackets in advance, otherwise you'll get sick if you suddenly leave this space."

Ye Jingyan took off his coat and said to Ye Ling, "Go take a hot bath and then come down for dinner."

"Oh~"

Ye Ling also felt unwell, and then her figure flashed and she disappeared from the spot.

Within this space, she can travel freely, following any thought that comes to mind.

After Ye Ling left, Ye Jingyan sat down on the single sofa. Wen Yanchen poured him a cup of tea and asked, "How is the situation outside now?"

"Not optimistic."

He took a small sip and looked at them: "My uncle called me and said that supplies will be distributed to various shelters tomorrow morning, mainly clothing and noodles."

Wen Yanchen was somewhat surprised: "They're really distributing supplies? That's no small amount. Your uncle means that the higher-ups will take care of the people at the grassroots level, right?"