While she was frozen in thought, Mrs. Zhang had already put a fever-reducing patch on her forehead. It was a children's fever-reducing patch with a very cute pattern on it.

But Qiao Yan didn't care about this. She looked at the person in front of her who was reminding her not to talk nonsense, and the cute little girl next to the other person, and wondered if she was being too sensitive.

Just at this time, Xie Quan came down with some things and greeted Mrs. Zhang again.

Mrs. Zhang looked from one thing to another, and then saw what Xie Quan was holding. She smiled and said, "My husband and I met in this building. I won't bother you young people anymore. I'm leaving now."

Xie Quan's ears turned red because of what she said. He raised his empty hand helplessly and scratched his hair, looking at Qiao Yan with a vague look.

But the latter obviously didn't pay attention to what Mrs. Zhang said, and was still lost in thought. Xie Quan breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.

[Holy crap, there's a love storyline in this dungeon?]

[You're making a grown man like me feel really embarrassed! ]

[You don't have to go this route. Besides, after entering the dungeon, do you still remember that you are a man?]

[Let's put aside the question of whether I'm a man or not for now. I compared several images of people in mourning clothes. After removing some influencing factors and selecting reference objects, I can say that Madam Zhang's body shape is very similar to that of the smaller mourning clothes figure!]

【ah??】

[So, someone in Mrs. Zhang's family died? Otherwise, why would they burn paper money?]

[Not really. The three of them look very happy.]

[I need more footage of Mr. Zhang for comparison, but unfortunately I don't have enough!]

【I was scared by you guys. 】

[Where's Xie Quan? Shouldn't Xie Quan have enough material?]

[After comparing, Xie Quan looks a bit stronger.]

Xie Quan followed Qiao Yan into her house. Qiao Yan lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. Xie Quan said, "I'm going to boil some water. Is it in the kitchen?"

Qiao Yan nodded, watched him walk into the kitchen, and soon ran out with a look of shock on her face: "You, your kitchen..."

"What?" Qiao Yan walked over curiously, pushed the people aside and took a look inside, then immediately turned around and stared at Xie Quan.

"You..." Xie Quan's expression was serious: "Who else has the key to your house?"