Xia Zhe was a very thrifty person. He only ate in the canteen and only used army-issued items. He had no desire to buy anything.
"I went to check on all these in advance. I'm worried that you can't get used to life here, so I want to make sure that I do everything to make your life here more comfortable," Xia Zhe said.
"I'm not that delicate! But you can wash the dishes after we're done~" Qiao Mei set the empty bowls aside and said to Xia Zhe with a smile.
"I'll do all these chores in the future!" Xia Zhe agreed with a smile.
The two children kept climbing around on the brick bed. Qiao Mei picked up a book and sat down beside them. "Xia Fan! Xia Xing! Come and sit here! Mom wants to talk to you!"
