And a sturdy trekking pole.

"I live in 301 of the tube building, and Lu Yusu Liuyuan and Ling Zhaorui live in 302. I come here to set up a stall every day. If you have any questions, come and find us."

As if thinking of something, Jiang Fei lowered his voice: "Don't go to the refugee area."

"Mo Yanan is there."

You Yuxi's face turned pale: "Thank you, sister..."

"If I get any news about Uncle Jiang and the others, I'll tell you."

Carrying her bag, You Yuxi leaned on the trekking pole Jiang Fei had given her and returned to the street across the street.

After saying something to a man, she followed him.

Jiang Fei didn't know where he went.

"Actually... Yuxi's leg can be treated, but the medical equipment is not complete right now. We have no way of knowing the condition of her bones, and we can't just cut them open and reattach them."

Because of this, Xiao Chuxia didn't say anything just now.

I was afraid of giving You Yuxi hope and then disappointing her.

Xiao Chuxia couldn't help but sigh: "Yuxi should have been carefree all along, but because of a tsunami, she became like this. Fate really plays tricks on us."

"If You Chengyu knew all this, he would probably go crazy."

Jiang Fei remained silent.

This is the end of the world.

Ruthless and cruel, it forces people to drift in this chaotic world, waiting for an invisible tomorrow.

Not in the mood to sell anymore, Jiang Fei and Xiao Chuxia closed their stall early and drove home.

There are more new sprouts growing on the roadside, including colorful flower buds.

The car window was not closed, and the breeze blowing in was warm and soft, mixed with a faint scent of grass.

It feels a bit like spring as the stall owner said.

Jiang Fei calculated the days.

It is now late March, just after the vernal equinox.

Everything starts to grow, which is indeed normal.

I'm afraid this is God's fault.

When Jiang Fei and Xiao Chuxia returned to the tube building, they heard intermittent crying coming from Room 302.

"I'm sorry, Brother Lu, I hurt you..."