"Yes, I got burned by a hot water bottle." The girl picked up a hot water bottle filled with hot water from the side.

"You can't let a hot water bottle touch your skin directly. Look, your stomach is burned," Ye Zhou said in a reproachful tone.

The girl, wearing shorts, leaned against the wall with her head down, tears falling drop by drop.

"But it really hurts so much, waaaaah."

Ye Zhou was stunned. He knew that girls would use hot water bottles when they had menstrual cramps. He had done his homework on this in his previous life. He just didn't know why they would use hot water bottles.

Seeing the girl cry, Ye Zhou just wanted to hug her.

So he climbed the ladder and sat next to An Youhe, revealing the girl's thin shoulders.

"Will the pain be relieved by using a hot water bottle?" Ye Zhou tried to soften his tone as much as possible.

The girl obediently pressed her rosy cheeks against Ye Zhou's chest.

"My stomach feels cold inside, so I need something warm to neutralize it."

"But you can't burn your stomach, you have to put the hot water bottle on your clothes, okay?"

"I'm not usually like this, and I don't know why, but it hurts a lot today."

Ye Zhou had never experienced the pain of girls, but it did look quite uncomfortable, having to cover himself with a quilt in the middle of summer.

Seeing the girl in pain was heartbreaking, and he decided that he would only have one child from now on.

"Then keep applying the hot water bottle and see if it helps."

The girl pouted, "The hot water bottle isn't hot anymore."

"Then I'll go get some hot water."

Before Ye Zhou could get up, the girl grabbed his hand.

"No, no need. Grandma said before that rubbing it in also works well."